On the sky where the sun is not shining, streaks of red light emerge, connecting with each other, like a dense network that seems to trap everyone in it.
"Go ashore!" Jian Wushuang said immediately, taking the lead in stepping onto the whirling land.
Chunqiu followed closely behind him, a flash of hesitation flashed in Zheng Ying's eyes, and he immediately followed.
The rest of the people, led by the thin purple robe, also jumped ashore.
This whirling heaven is no different from other small worlds. The only difference is that the ground is covered with blooming lotus flowers. Looking around, it feels extremely relaxed and happy.
As Jian Wushuang and others landed, the previously escaping gangsters and others all fell from the clouds.
"I said that if I want you to die in this swirling sky, you will never take a step forward!" The strong man whose ear was cut off by Jian Wushuang had not even wiped off the divine blood on his face.
There is a hint of humor in the ferociousness.
"How dare you, rotten fish and shrimps like you, imitate other people's methods of calamity?" Jian Wushuang slowly took a step forward, vast energy surged up, "This time, it's not just your ears that will fall off."
The strong man smiled cruelly, and then took half a step back.
After a while, thousands of colorful shadows appeared on the darker sky, and a lotus platform broke through the thousands of miles of clouds and slowly emerged.
On this lotus platform, a bald Arhat who was born fat sat quietly.
There are thousands of colorful rainbow shadows across its back, and the fairy spirit is vast.
Because the aura was so strong, even Jian Wushuang couldn't help but take a second look.
"Ancestor, they are the ones who dare to blaspheme you. As Ancestor's confidant, this disciple is so angry that I ask you to come and deal with it!" The strong man covered his head, pretending to be angry and said, "I beg Ancestor to seek justice.
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However, the bald Arhat sitting on the lotus platform seemed not to hear what the strong man was saying at all, and his eyes were filled with light as he looked at Jian Wushuang and others.
Jian Wushuang felt a little disgusted for no reason. How could he not know the meaning of that look? Obviously, this bald arhat is not a good bird either, and he has entered the Tao through evil.
"Ancestor, Ancestor?" The strong man called tentatively several times. A flash of disgust flashed in the eyes of the bald arhat, and he slapped him with a flick of his sleeves, "Get out of here!"
Holding his head where the divine blood had been drawn out, the strong man dared not speak in anger.
"I am the ancestor of the Posa Heaven. Why don't you, the descendants, kneel down when you see me?" The bald arhat spoke in a deep voice, and his voice resounded throughout the entire Posa Heaven.
The supreme majesty is revealed, quite sacred.
Jian Wushuang took a step forward, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Who do I think I am? I'm just the leader of Yehu Chan who lives in a corner!"
The face of the bald arhat who claimed to be the Patriarch of the Posha froze, and unbearable humiliation surged into his heart.
"Young man with a bad mouth, you just called me Yehu Zen?!"
After being repeated again, Chunqiu and the others couldn't hold back their laughter, and even Zheng Ying, who was so cold, raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yehu Zen is a general term for those who falsely claim to be enlightened and start a sect, and then fall into evil ways. It has a great insulting effect on those who have achieved enlightenment.
The sharp point is as sharp as a sword, and it directly tears away the hypocritical mask of the bald Arhat.
Jian Wushuang continued to sneer, "You are the Yehu Zen. You only relied on three moves and two moves to go astray. Then you founded a sect and misled your disciples. You are not the Yehu Zen. Then why did I chop off one of your disciple's ears?"
As soon as these words came out, Chunqiu and others burst into laughter, and their voices resounded through the sky.
The bald arhat was shy and irritable. He immediately jumped up and slapped the strong man hard, "Trash!"
How could the strong man withstand this slap? Stars flashed across his eyes and he fell straight into the clouds, not knowing what the heaven and earth were.
After teaching his disciples a lesson, the bald arhat stared at Jian Wushuang fiercely, "Smell-mouthed junior, now I want your life and I will pull out your fangs one by one!"
After speaking, he suddenly raised his arm and waved, a sharp eight-pointed Bagua Xiang cut through the void and struck Jian Wushuang unstoppably.
As soon as his eyes were focused, the broken Tai Luo Divine Sword stood in front of him.
With a crisis rising in his heart, Jian Wushuang looked forward and saw that the eight-pointed Bagua treasure phase suddenly dispersed in the wind, turning into two branches on the left and right, easily avoiding the Tai Luo Divine Sword, and it was really connected to his arm.
Divine blood surged down, and if Jian Wushuang hadn't escaped in time, both arms would have been chopped off on the spot.
The bald arhat smiled ferociously and lowered his head in the sky, "Now that you commit suicide in front of me, I will make your death more comfortable."
The Yan force surged, and the bone-deep wounds on his left and right arms healed instantly, and Jian Wushuang slowly let out a breath of turbid breath.
After achieving the position of Immortal Evolution, the Chaos Overlord body has also been completely transformed into an immortal immortal body. Even if its origin is shattered, it can be completely resurrected as long as there is a breath anywhere in the world.
"Three moves and two moves, but you still can't get rid of your reputation as a wild fox Zen." Jian Wushuang smiled disdainfully.
The next moment, a magnificent heavenly gate quietly appeared above his head, and billions of rays of light shone out from within.
When he saw this scene, the bald arhat was startled for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly opened wide, and his energy surged.
"There is such a pure breath. If I swallow you, my realm will be perfect!" The bald Arhat's voice trembled, and his plump figure stood up directly from the lotus platform.
"It's God's will!" He screamed loudly, and with a move of his cassock-clad arms, all the energy in the whirling sky gathered towards him.
The world has undergone tremendous changes, and even the earth has been lifted several feet by that weird hurricane.
An eight-armed statue with angry eyes appeared behind him, occupying almost the entire size of the Whirlpool Sky.
This eight-armed glaring treasure has two heads, one bright and one dark, one black and one white.
Four pairs of sun-like eyes all looked at Jian Wushuang, feeling an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Everyone felt that the energy in their bodies seemed to be suppressed in some way and flowed slowly.
"Turn them all into nourishment in my dancing world, and I will remember each of you." The bald arhat said intoxicatedly.
Jian Wushuang frowned, and the Heavenly Sect of Power finally came to suppress him.
However, a sudden change occurred. When the giant finger to the sky that could poke a hole in Juhai Tianzhang's head touched the bald Arhat, the eight-armed and glaring treasure behind him opened his big mouth at the same time and took out all the
The energy swallowed into the mouth and turned into nourishment.
"Come on, attack me as much as you want, use up all your strength, and finally become completely attached to me." The bald arhat smiled ferociously, and as his body moved, the earth-shattering eight-armed treasure with angry eyes sank forward.
Take a step forward and stir up the storm.
Two black gold palms came down, and everyone looked horrified, and they all released their powerful energy and prepared to resist with all their strength.