Ziyun appeared, and the pressure of heavenly power loomed all over Penglai. On the top of the four peaks, several immortals appeared in the sky.
"Purple thunder clouds?" Zhenjun Gongming stood with his hands behind his back, watching two purple thunder and lightning strike down.
Is it possible that someone else has entered the divine realm?
Happy Buddha stood out with a big belly, squinted his eyes and looked at where the thunder and lightning went, and said: "This is a punishment from heaven, a rare thing."
Our Lady of Jinling stood on the top of Jinling Mountain, and with a snap of her fingers created a protective formation for Shen Sang, who was accidentally injured by lightning.
"That's...little junior sister?"
"I thought there was someone going through a tribulation in the divine realm, and it turned out to be my junior sister." Dingguangxian said with a rather regretful tone, "Mortals just grow up fast. The last time I saw her, she was just a skinny little bean sprout."
The Four Immortals almost forgot that there was a junior sister. This little girl was well cared for by Heaven. The jade plate was carved very smoothly. She was a mortal but already had the dignity of a god.
Huanxi Buddha seemed to have thought of something and said, "She doesn't know that she can't salute at will?"
Is it possible that no one has cared about her in the past two years?
The four of them were stuck for a few seconds.
"I'm still keeping the wine warm." Huan Xifu dropped a lame excuse and ran away.
The other three disappeared from the top of the mountain almost at the same time.
Zhu Shang saw Guo Mang's sword skills and felt that she had hope for the future. She gave up the idea of digging a hole to bury herself and walked back with the sword on her shoulder.
A thunderbolt of red light struck, and Zhu Chang couldn't dodge and stood still, the whip burning with red flames struck the ground in front of her, and she was shaken several meters away by the aftermath.
"You really have no magic power at all." The visitor laughed.
Zhu Shang looked up and saw a beautiful woman dressed in red standing in front of people holding a whip, showing off her arrogance. Behind her, stood three men wearing purple and white disciple uniforms of Jinling Mountain.
Prajna Luojiao laughed and said with a strange tone: "I'm so sorry. We were jostling just now, so we probably didn't hurt our master."
In order to attract the Ninth Prince, you even came up with the idea of Master Hongying’s magic weapon to overcome the tribulation. It’s unlucky for you to meet me today!
"I'm hurt." Zhu Chang covered his chest and frowned slightly.
"A mere whip wind can hurt you. Master is too weak." How could such a weak person deserve to stay in Penglai?
The other disciples were also surprised and asked: "Master, are you really injured?"
"Of course, you also know that I am only a mortal, cough..." She staggered weakly and kept coughing.
"Who is your master? You have hurt me like this for no reason. I will go to the Immortal Hall of Admonition and ask the headmaster to punish you right now." After saying that, Zhu Shang walked towards the Ten Thousand Stone Stairs in an aggressive manner.
Prajna Luo panicked when she heard this. In the past, whenever she insinuated that Zhu Shang had no immortal power, the other party would throw out the magic weapon in anger. Although she couldn't deal with Zhu Sang's magic weapon, she would always provoke Zhu Shang with her words and deliberately make Zhu Shang look embarrassed. But now Zhu Shang It was like he was a different person. Not only was he not angry, but he even showed weakness and wanted to go to the boss.
If it comes to the boss, it is a serious crime to offend God.
"You're not allowed to go!" Prajna Conch whipped out its flame whip and blocked the way.
"Are you threatening me?" Zhu Shang pointed the knife at her and said righteously: "Although I can't beat you in this mortal body, I can't bear this humiliation. First you hurt me for no reason and now you threaten me with force. You really think I'm easy to bully!"
After hearing what she said, Prajna was completely panicked. She recalled that she had been worried all day and night after the first conflict. No matter how useless Zhu Shang was, he was still a disciple of the Lord Shangxiao. If she really made a fuss, she would be severely punished.
But at that time, Zhu Shang was arrogant and was ashamed of his lack of immortal power and was unwilling to bow his head and show his humiliation to others. Only then did Prajna Luo dare to keep provoking.
"I...I'm not threatening you."
"Really?" Zhu Sang glanced sideways at the long whip.
The Prajna conch hand was raised, the long whip was wrapped around the slender waist, and a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes stared at Zhu Shang with humiliation and unwillingness.
"I accepted it, I didn't threaten you!"
"You're scared." Zhu Shang chuckled, the sword standing on the ground raising fine dust.
The Prajna conch raised its chin, and the red gem tassel inserted at an angle gently swayed, making it look bright and bright.
"I'm not afraid."
"I'm afraid you should. Even your master and grand master have to kneel down in front of me to answer. And not only have you never bowed to me, but you have often used force to confront me."
Prajna Snail heard this and sneered, "A abandoned waste who can't even take one of my moves deserves to have my master kneel down to you."
"I'll give you two choices now, either follow me to Jiexian Hall, or take me back to your master's door." The curvature of the corners of his lips gradually widened.
"What do you want to do?" He smiled so strangely.
It was my first time to blackmail a deity, so I was a little excited. This chapter has been completed!
