Shenxianzong

Daoist Tailin pointed at Lei Shi, and said: "My disciple has been waiting for a long time, are you going to fight? If you don't fight, you should quickly admit defeat. I will get the spoils!"

"You are shameless!"

Master Feng Lei was furious, but he didn't dare to go on stage.

He is scheming but not stupid, with his cultivation at the Yuanshen stage, he might not be able to withstand the palm of this thunder lion, and he will be defeated.

His eyes swept around the territory of the Qinglei Sect, but he saw that the elders of the sect were all watching, as if they didn't see his embarrassment at all.

He couldn't help feeling bitter and disappointed.

Little did they know that the top management of the Qinglei Sect was also full of helplessness at this moment.

If Master Tailin or his master Master Miaozhu were standing on the stage, they would naturally fight without saying a word.

But this Leishi is the disciple of Daoist Tailin, if they go to fight, the victory will be invincible and no one will applaud.

If you lose, you will be laughable and generous, and your reputation will last forever. May I ask, which monk is willing to put his own face on the ground and be trampled on by others?

In the end, it was an elder of the Qinglei Sect who said: "We admit defeat in this battle, and the magic weapon will naturally belong to Chief Tailin."

I don't know what this elder said to Master Fenglei secretly, anyway, he threw the magic weapon in front of him into the field calmly, and then sat down sullenly.

The Holy Son of Kuang Lei who was beside him slandered in his heart: "It must be the elder who compensated senior brother with a magic weapon, otherwise, he would not be so easy to be good."

Real Tailin didn't care about their lawsuit, he rolled up the two magic weapons in the field with a happy face, and put them into the storage magic weapon happily.

Then, he waved his sleeves, pointed at Calabash Baby and the others and said, "Who else do you want to challenge? The six disciples of this seat, let you choose, and you will never break your promise!"

All the cultivators looked at Cucurbita and the others, and at Jing Hun who was left aside by him, and couldn't help rolling their eyes.

Except for the ancestors of the sect, no one can beat the six disciples of the Taoist stage.

But the ancestors of the sect also want face, how can they lower their status and compete with the younger generation.

At this time, they could finally understand the depression of the Qingleizong senior management.

This real Tailin is really not a thing!

Just like that, in the following competition, everyone seemed to have completely forgotten about Xianzong, and they left them aside and did not take them to play.

Now, all the disciples of the sect looked at Master Tailin with resentful eyes.

Fairy Taihuang was even more straightforward, slapped her with a slap, and the table in front of her immediately trembled a few times at the same time as her body.

"Junior Brother Tailin, Ben Gong's hands are a little itchy, let's learn a few tricks with Senior Sister!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up the sawtoothed mace that was stuck beside her, and soared into the sky, straight up to the sky.

Immortal Tai Lin's expression turned bitter, he looked left and right, but none of his brothers came to his rescue.

Even Fairy Taiyue beside him covered her mouth and snickered, showing no sign of worrying about her husband.

Helpless, Daoist Tailin had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up to the clouds, and went to try (beat).

The remaining chiefs sat in full dress, unmoved at all, as if they didn't care about their victory or loss at all.

Yuechen chuckled inwardly.

These uncles and uncles are afraid that their hearts are itchy and want to watch the battle.

However, they were afraid that Fairy Taihuang would become addicted to fighting, and if she dragged them into a fight, they would be unable to escape.

Taiyi and the others were curious and wanted to go to the scene to watch the battle, but seeing the master shaking his head, they immediately dismissed the idea.

Daoist Tailin and Fairy Taihuang fought outside the starry sky, causing the starry sky to vibrate and blood boil.

They all felt the sky shake in the red star, and countless small stars were crushed into powder.

"Be good! Such a big commotion, could it be that the pure yang magic weapon was used?"

With such a fierce fight, it's not good to take a close look at the spiritual sense, lest it will affect the fish in the pond and affect the spiritual sense, and everyone can only speculate in private.

"Who knows, anyway, what does their own family have to do with us?"

"That's right, you see, the brothers and sisters are not in a hurry, let's be in a hurry!"

"Yes, let's just watch the excitement, talk about it again, and add some methods, so that we can save our lives then."

As soon as the world war was mentioned, everyone fell silent for a long time, and no one answered for a long time.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent and regard all things as cud dogs.

Most of the Xiaoqian world is a world of doomsday, and at most it is only a dynasty that rises and falls, and the heavens will not die at every turn, and the own world will be swallowed and merged.

The Great Thousand World has a profound foundation and many giants, who have the ability to protect their own star field from being swallowed up.

They only need to start the Measuring Calamity when the Great Calamity comes, and after passing through, they can relieve the pressure on the Dao of Heaven.

Only in the world of Zhongqian, high or low, caught in the gap, can only use the method of world war to ensure the continuation of one's own world.

Time and time again, no matter which star field, countless monks died in the world war every time, and in this tragic way, the burden of the immeasurable calamity was reduced.

No one is not resentful, even the Taoist and demons who usually fight fiercely, are sitting together peacefully at this time, just for the chance of life in the catastrophe.

The silence continued until Daoist Tailin covered one of his eyes and slammed on the seat, then everyone became interested and looked at him.

"What are you looking at, have you never seen a fight!"

Daoist Tailin snorted coldly, folded his hands on his chest, and didn't cover it up, allowing others to look at him openly.

"Oh, my husband, you look too miserable! I'll talk to Senior Sister Taihuang tomorrow!"

Fairy Taiyue exclaimed exaggeratedly.

If ignoring her trembling shoulders and sly eyes, Master Tai Lin really believed her words.

"Well, you are too old, how dare you laugh at your husband, let's see how I deal with you when I go back!"

Daoist Tai Lin glared at her fiercely.

Unexpectedly, Fairy Taiyue blushed and said coyly: "Husband, you are too unscrupulous, how can you say such things outside?"

Immediately, Master Tailin stared blankly with anger, quickly covered her small mouth, and begged for forgiveness repeatedly: "Ancestor, don't say any more!"

Yue Chen and the others listened to the corner below, the corners of their mouths twitching non-stop.

It can be said that the wicked will be punished by the wicked, and their masters are not stingy, and they were also subdued by the cooperation of Fairy Taiyue and Fairy Yaoguang.

Everyone was far away, not knowing the flirting between the two, but they were wondering why Taihuang Fairy hadn't come back since Daoist Tailin was wounded and returned.

They were guessing when they saw Fairy Taihuang crashing on the stage like a cannonball.

Everyone looked at it quickly and clicked their tongues in shock.

I saw Fairy Taihuang's clothes were scattered, her golden crown was askew, and a few strands of black hair were scattered on her chest, adding a little weakness for nothing.

Of course, if one ignores her red and swollen lips, and the obvious finger prints on her high chest!