In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Looking at the invincible Ant Great Sage, Gong Nanbei was defeated one after another with bruises and bruises on his face.

Gong Nanbei changed 317 types of sword energy one after another. Unfortunately, facing the opponent's iron fist that was so domineering that even ghosts and gods could not resist, they could only lose one after another.

Seeing that he was in danger, Gong Nanbei finally used his last resort. He dropped the sword on the scabbard and locked the eyes of the great ant sage in the scabbard.

ah!

With a scream, the Great Sage Ant's fist light suddenly stopped, and he covered his empty eyes and kept screaming.

Gong Nanbei took the opportunity to escape from the opponent's offensive and headed towards the golden shield of Daliang City.

Looking at the Ant Great Sage who looked like he had taken Ant Power Pills, Gong Nanbei felt a little frightened.

If the Great Sage Ant is like this, what about the other seven Great Sages?

If the other seven great saints gathered together, wouldn't he not even have the chance to pounce and pounce?

I have spent the past sixty years meditating and cultivating my energy, and have entered the realm of disaster, but now it seems that the Seven Saints are not idle either.

The seven great saints all climbed out from the lowest level of the wilderness, from the cruelest Shura purgatory. They have withstood the most severe test. They are cruel to others and even more cruel to themselves.

Gong Nanbei felt that he had worked hard enough on the path of cultivation in the past sixty years, but he did not expect that the Seven Saints were so talented that they secretly worked harder.

But Gong Nanbei felt that no matter how tyrannical the opponent was, he would not have no chance.

That means the other person's eyes are in your own hands.

Unlike the eyes of mortals, these powerful figures who have turned into natural disasters and terror will never die even if their organs leave the body, and even maintain a close connection with the physical body.

Just like the electromagnetic waves in the dark, it is impossible to resolve.

Gong Nanbei slammed the eyes of the Great Sage Ant hard. In a hurry, the Great Sage Ant was unprepared and staggered in pain. His steps could not help but stop, and the strength he had gathered in his body also dissipated.

The next moment Gong Nanbei looked for an opportunity and turned around and left without saying a word.

Where to go!

The Great Sage Jiao, who had been hiding for a long time, jumped out and struck the north and south of the palace with a stick that made a hollow sound.

The Great Sage Jiao has been secretly watching Gong Nanbei for a long time. How could he let Gong Nanbei leave?

It can be said with certainty that even if Gong Nanbei does not escape, the Great Sage Jiao is already ready to secretly attack Gong Nanbei and sap Gong Nanbei.

Facing Sage Jiao's stick, Gong Nanbei didn't want to get entangled, and instantly turned into ten sword lights and fled towards Daliang City.

The Great Sage Jiao was holding the iron rod and looked at the ten rays of sword light that were escaping. He was unable to tell the truth from the false ones and could only watch the other side escape.

Inside Daliang City

Tang Zhou lay leisurely on the chair, looking at the distant sky with his eyes, having already caught the fight in Daliang City.

The Seven Saints are not simple things. Especially that monkey, which is ever-changing. Even the Lord of the Peacock Kingdom does not dare to have too much contact with it for fear of being touched by the other party's true form. From now on, he will bear the identity of the Lord of the Peacock Kingdom. They are swaggering around and blackmailing people everywhere. Tang Zhou secretly smacked his lips: Things are getting more and more interesting. The Haoran lineage is in big trouble. Gong Nanbei is afraid that he will fall into trouble in Daliang City. That boy Gong Nanbei seems to be very pedantic too. Bar?

Is Gong Nanbei pedantic?

If you are not pedantic, can you fight for the Seven Saints on the territory of Qi Kingdom?

Go deep into the wilderness to hunt down the Seven Saints for three thousand miles?

Gong Nanbei is also a sweetheart!

Definitely a sweetheart.

What a pity! Tang Zhou Youyou sighed.

If Gong Nanbei died, he would not help.

Although they are both human beings, they each have their own standpoints.

It's a pity, it's really a pity, the world has lost a supreme swordsman who can master the art of swordsmanship. Tang Zhou Youyou sighed.

In the courtyard of the old Confucian scholar

Cui Yu stood under the banyan tree, feeling the vitality in the old Confucian scholar's body, with a touch of relief in his eyes.

Came back to life without any problems.

Although the old Confucian scholar's body and bones are weak, he is very healthy. As long as he has a big meal, he can adjust.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves, and a few flowers and leaves fell from the banyan tree behind him. The air in the sky began to get colder at some point, and a stream of cold air kept coming, spreading towards Cui Yu.

It's winter after all. Even with the blessing of a saint, the cold winter can be temporarily reversed, but the magical power is no match for the power of heaven. Cui Yu thought thoughtfully.

There are people in this world who may be able to escape from the shadow of Heaven, or even jump out of Heaven, steal the authority of Heaven, or even go against the operation of Heaven, but no one can reverse the general trend of Heaven.

Why?

Because the way of heaven is the foundation of this world, once the way of heaven is reversed, it will immediately collapse and the entire world will die instantly.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the withered trees. He suddenly had a new understanding of the cycle of life and death and the laws of heaven and earth.

Just as thousands of thoughts were swirling in Cui Yu's mind, suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door.

Cui Yu turned his head and looked outside the gate. Even through the gate, he could feel the aura of Gong Nanbei.

But at this time, the aura of Gong Nanbei was weaker than ever.

Cui Yu had never seen Gong Nanbei's aura so weak.

The knocks on the door were barely audible.

Cui Yu quickly stepped forward and quickly opened the door.

“Senior brother, what are you???”

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bloody gourd rushing over and falling directly into Cui Yu's arms.

Junior brother! Gong Nanbei's aura was very weak, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen like a pig's head, and the bones on his body were broken in twenty-seven places. How could he still look like the high-spirited and peerless swordsman he used to be?

Gong Nanbei weakly held Cui Yu's arm with both hands, then closed his eyes and fainted.

Cui Yu was sure that he had never seen Gong Nanbei like this before!

Never seen it before.

In Cui Yu's impression, Gong Nanbei was always indestructible, like a sharp sword, a peerless warrior who could cut through the sky. He never imagined that one day Gong Nanbei would be so weak that he could kill even an ordinary person.

Is this still the Gong Nanbei I know?

Cui Yu couldn't believe his eyes. He stared at Gong Nanbei's sunken chest with a pair of eyes that showed a strong murderous intent.

Who did it?

Cui Yu carried Gong Nanbei into the courtyard and placed him on the stone table.

When Wang Yi saw Gong Nanbei in the flesh mold lake, he couldn't help but exclaimed: Senior brother!

! That bastard hurt you like this?

Wang Yi rushed over tremblingly and stood in front of Gong Nanbei. His eyes looked at Gong Nanbei's flesh-moulded body, and his voice was full of grief and indignation.

Unlike Cui Yu, he had been with Gong Nanbei since he was a child. Gong Nanbei had grown up watching Gong Nanbei. Gong Nanbei was both a father and a brother to him.

Don't disturb the master by making noise, or affect his practice. He's not dead yet! Cui Yu patted Wang Yi on the shoulder.

Not dead? Wang Yi stopped crying.

After hearing Wang Yi's words, Cui Yu said angrily: If you continue to stand in front of me, I'm afraid he will die soon.

After hearing Cui Yu's words, Wang Yi quickly stepped aside and looked at Cui Yu anxiously: Junior brother, please save him quickly.

Then he asked uncertainly: Junior brother, can he still be saved? Right?

If you continue to be nagging, I'm afraid you won't be saved. Cui Yu didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Yi, but transformed with his divine power, and a few drops of sweet rain dripped into Gong Nanbei's mouth.

Cui Yu then stretched out his hand and began to rub Gong Nanbei's body, constantly reconnecting Gong Nanbei's bones.

Following Cui Yu's movements, sounds like popping beans came from Gong Nanbei's body.

Since Cui Yu circulated the five internal organs and five qi in the body and began to temper the five internal organs, he gained a new understanding of the human skeleton.

Continuing bones is no longer a mystery to him.

It's just that he doesn't have the energy to release it, so he can't control it in subtle ways.

However, even if the rain and flesh and white bones are used to hang the vitality of Gong Nanbei.

But these were just for treating trauma. Cui Yu looked at Gong Nanbei, with thoughts in his mind, he picked up a stone, converted half of the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and quietly stuffed it into Gong Nanbei's mouth.

Under the influence of Ganlin and the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Pill, Gong Nanbei's injuries finally stabilized.

The next step is to wait, waiting for the effect of the Golden Elixir to be released in Gong Nanbei's body.

Time passed, and Wang Yi lay anxiously in front of Gong Nanbei, looking at Gong Nanbei with a pair of eyes, a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

As Taotao Qi and blood in Gong Nanbei's body continued to resume operation, traces of black blood continued to seep out of the pores and drip onto the ground. The vitality in Gong Nanbei's body, like a candle in the wind, finally began to gradually recover.

Junior Brother, when will Senior Brother get better? Three hours later, Wang Yi finally couldn't help it and looked at Cui Yu who was standing under the locust tree.

It still takes time! I'm not a god, how can I ask him to reply immediately? It will take at least three days. Cui Yu said.

After hearing Cui Yu's words, Wang Yi finally felt relieved: Junior brother, who do you think is so capable that he can actually injure senior brother Gong Nanbei?

Cui Yu was silent for a while after hearing this, and said after a long time: It must be a very strong enemy, too strong to be imagined.

How strong are the Seven Saints?

Looking at the half-dead Gong Nanbei, Cui Yu could not help but tremble in his heart.

Outside Daliang City

The Great Sage Ant and the Great Sage Jiao were hidden in the clouds and mist, looking down at Daliang City shrouded in golden light.

Gong Nanbei deserves to be Gong Nanbei, but he got away with all this. Great Sage Jiao felt unwilling.

This grandson talked about Taoism in the world sixty years ago. He provoked all the experts in the world and slapped countless ancient Taoists in the face. If he didn't have some skills, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive. Great Sage Ant said: If it weren't for That shit talent, I don’t know how many times those old guys pinned him to death.”

The Great Sage Ant looked at Daliang City with his eyes: Now is the time to beat up the drowned dog. The north and south of the palace were hit hard by me. Even if I return to Daliang City, I will definitely lose half my life. It's a pity that Zilu ruined my big job!

The Great Sage Ant's voice was filled with regret.

At this moment, a figure flew over from Daliang City, and it was Chen Lu who arrived.

Let's talk about Chen Lu, who came all the way to Daliang City, passed through the obstacles set by Zilu without any obstacles, and then came to a certain river in Daliang City.

After looking at Zilu's body, Chen Lu threw it away and saw Zilu's body sinking into the water.

Seeing pedestrians passing by one after another, a familiar figure appeared in the distance, it was Yan Qu.

Zi Lu was afraid that Yan Qu would find out about him and sneak away without saying a word.

Yan Qu is willing to cooperate with him to seize the Jushen Fist, but he may not be willing to watch him poison millions of people in Daliang City and help the Seven Saints kill Gong Nanbei.

Junior brother.

Chen Lu wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yan Qu's distant shout.

Senior brother. Chen Lu had no choice but to stop.

What are you doing in such a hurry, junior brother? Has the matter outside the city been resolved? Yan Qu asked.

Zilu is dead, Chen Lu said.

Yan Qu's expression changed. Thinking that Zi Lu had to send him away before he died, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and a touch of sadness appeared on his face.

Sacrificing one's life for righteousness is worthy of being a saint of our human race. I can't help him. Yan Qu sighed:

Is there still a body?

Chen Lu shook his head: There is no complete body in death.

Yan Qu's face showed a trace of heaviness.

No matter how you say it, for the entire human race, the death of a saint is not something to be happy about.

Especially now that the weird world has lost its restraint, the human race needs top experts to take charge.

What a pity. Yan Qu sighed leisurely, seeming to be talking to himself and repenting for his actions.

How's the matter with Jushen Fist going? Yan Qu asked.

Zi Lu died, and he also had a great-granddaughter. Zi Lu is also very sad. His son died of old age a hundred years ago, and his grandson died of old age sixteen years ago. Only one granddaughter is left in the world. If Zi Lu has a legacy, it must be in this girl's body. . Chen Lu said.

At this point, Chen Lu felt a little embarrassed. Zilu's status in the religion was not low. Especially this time, it is not difficult to touch the little girl when she is showing mercy to the twelve branches.

You have already decided to betray Haoran's lineage. Zilu was killed by your design. Is there still a little girl missing? Yan Qu looked at Chen Lu with eyes full of teasing and teasing.

yes!

Zi Lu has already been killed, is this one still missing?

Chen Lu obviously understood the joking in Yan Qu's eyes. She took a deep breath and slowly lowered her head, with a cold look in her eyes.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

There was no turning back for him now.

The matter of supplies was solved, but the matter of harming Zilu was a dead end.

I will solve it. Chen Lu took a breath: Give me half a month, and I will definitely be able to get the manual of Jushen Fist.

Don't worry, as for the boxing record, as long as Meng Shengren collapses and Haoran's lineage is scattered, wouldn't it be easy to capture him? Now what we have to do is how to design a sneak attack on Meng Shengren. Yan Chuan.

If a saint can be attacked by surprise, he is no longer a saint. A saint's aura is round and round, reflecting the world without leakage. It is not an easy thing to plot against a saint. Chen Lu said.

I have secretly contacted Saint Li a long time ago, and Saint Li has already given me a solution. Yan Qu stretched out his palm, revealing his white and tender palm, and a cud dog woven from a scarecrow suddenly appeared in his hand.

If Cui Yu saw this scarecrow, he would definitely exclaim: Isn't this a cud dog trained by Master Nanhua?

Chen Lu glanced at Yan Qu, then lowered her head and looked at the scarecrow, her eyes speechless for a long time.

Recognize it? Yan Qu asked.

Old Immortal Nanhua personally prepared the Chud Dog, originally intended to keep it to deal with the old guy in the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but who would have thought that Old Immortal Nanhua overturned his car in the Kunlun Mountains. Chen Lu shook her head: If Old Immortal Nanhua If you don't die, the Confucian sects all over the world join forces to fight against the Qi Practitioner lineage, where will things be like today?

Chen Lu carefully took the cud dog, with a solemn look in her eyes: Once you do it, there is no turning back.

There is no turning back. From the moment Zi Lu died, there was no turning back. Yan Qu repeated, seeming to be a warning, but also seemed to be confirming Chen Lu's murderous intention.

There is no turning back. Just wait for my good news.

After Chen Lu finished speaking, she stuffed the cud dog into her sleeves, then turned and left.

Looking at Chen Lu's retreating figure, Yan Qu took a deep breath, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

This guy is so ruthless! We have to be on guard! Yan Qu scratched his head: This kind of human-wolf Gu Zhizhi does things without any scruples, any fears, or any beliefs.

There is no one in this world that he would not dare to stab in the back.

In this debate, my lineage of Li saints won after all. The old guys from the Haoran lineage are too decadent and are not suitable to hang out in this troubled world at all. They are still from my lineage of Li. My rules are Rules. Yan Qu shook his head: When I am weak, I can adapt to all the rules in the world. When I am strong, my rules are the rules. Only those who can bend and stretch can survive in this world for a long time. Human beings originally use conspiracy to win in the world, how can we not use tricks?