Primordial Era: Lighting lamps, burying the ancestral master!

Chapter 259 Taoist Yuqing who fell into the trap leaked the secret!

"An innate treasure for attacking!"

Yuqing emphasized the words "attack direction".

Whether it's Taiyi's Chaos Clock or Ran Deng's God-killing Spear, Sanqing has experienced their power.

The Chaos Bell suppresses time and space and pacifies all the ways. It is strong when it is strong, but it is not specialized in killing and its edge is not strong.

Therefore, in the previous battle between the lich and the lich in heaven, Zu Wu Jumang dared to take advantage of it with his bare hands.

If Taiyi was holding the God-killing Spear instead of the Chaos Bell, would he still dare to say that?

No matter what you say about immortality and disaster, let’s poke two bloody holes in your body first!

"Ah yes yes yes."

Ran Deng nodded repeatedly.

The original opening, the end of the sky, the two of them have already explained their hobbies.

Whether it is opening up or ending, it must be achieved with absolute power!

"As far as I know, fellow Taoist monk Ran Deng has found an innate treasure."

"Furthermore, this innate treasure is closely related to the three fellow Taoists. It is definitely the most suitable treasure for fellow Taoist Yuqing."

"Oh? Which one?"

Yuqing suddenly became interested.

"Pangu Banner!"

Ran Deng unleashed his trump card: "The ax blade of the Pangu Ax, the ultimate treasure of God Pangu's path to enlightenment, was transformed into the most powerful weapon among all the ancient treasures!"

"really?"

Can't hold back.

Yuqing couldn't hold back the surprise on her face!

His eyes twinkled like that of a weasel that saw a chicken.

"really."

Ran Deng nodded, and the conversation suddenly changed:

"but……"

Hearing these two words, Yuan Yuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he couldn't wait to ask:

"but what……"

"But this treasure was borrowed, and even though the person who borrowed it has used it up, he hasn't returned it yet."

Ran Deng deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard by some god:

"Because of this, Ran Deng does not dare to face several fellow Taoists."

Zhunti's expression on the side was already a bit amused.

If he guessed correctly, the guy who borrowed the Pangu flag was named Hongjun?

And the reason for borrowing the treasure is to deal with him?

This bitch, Ran Deng, is really not a human being!

"No reason!"

Yuqing's face suddenly filled with anger:

"Which fellow Taoist is so shameless? As an innate saint, you borrowed the treasure and refused to return it. You really lost the face of our saints!"

"Cough! Cough!"

Ran Deng immediately coughed loudly and waved his hands repeatedly to signal Yu Qing to shut up, looking as if he was overly frightened.

His sallow face turned pale.

"Fellow Taoist, I can't say it, I can't say it!"

"Why can't I say it? If that guy dares to do this, don't be afraid of being said by others!"

Yu Qing said indignantly: "Fellow Taoist Jie Yin, do you know who that guy is?

Say!

I must seek justice for Fellow Taoist Randeng! "

"This... ugh..."

Ran Deng pretended to sigh, stretched out his hand and silently pointed to the top of his head.

"above?"

"sky?"

"chaos……"

The original confidence gradually weakened.

What's on top of your head?

heaven.

But these two guys, Zhunti and Jingyin, dare to expose the ruthless gods of the demon clan in Yaochi. Will the Heavenly Court be too afraid to speak?

Certainly not!

So the question is, if they have heaven above their heads, what else can there be?

Nature is chaos.

To be precise, it is that corner of the dojo in the chaos.

The Saint's Dojo - Zixiao Palace!

Ran Deng nodded timidly and gave Yuan Yuan a "you guessed it right" look.

The original face collapsed instantly, why didn't I tell you this earlier!

Did He curse just now?

pill!

Finger pills! “Ahem, I think fellow Taoist Randeng did the right thing!”

Yuan Yuan suddenly became serious, with a righteous and majestic attitude, and began to flatter Hongjun crazily, also trying to make amends for himself:

"The saint robbed...no, borrowed!"

"The saint borrowed the treasure for the sake of all sentient beings in the ancient world!"

"It is the responsibility of the gods to defeat the Demon Ancestor!"

"We are too weak to be of much help, so lending the spirit treasure can be regarded as making some contribution to the ancient world."

"If you support it, you should support it by throwing in the towel!"

Zhunti on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, eating the melon and eating it on himself.

He didn't do anything, yet he was pulled out and whipped repeatedly?

"What a Yuqing Yuan, ancestor, I will remember you!"

“There’s also this bitch like Ran Deng, who digs a hole on both sides, and if he jumps in, he can’t climb out again.

Ancestor, I will also write it down in a small notebook, and I will sort it out in the future! "

"Cough cough~"

Ran Deng also didn't expect that Yuan Yu would be so "advanced".

After scolding Hongjun and Luo Hu, he didn't leave any way for himself to survive.

Glancing at the smiling Zhunti beside him, a spiritual lamp had already been lit in his heart.

"Speaking of which, Ran Deng seems to have mentioned that after the third lecture in Zixiao Palace, the saint will give the spiritual treasure, and there will also be a great opportunity symbolized by the futon."

Ran Deng opened his mouth and dropped another bombshell.

"What big chance?"

Tongtian asked curiously.

"do not know."

Ran Deng showed an honest smile: "I'm not Ran Deng, how could I know everything about Him?"

"Forehead……"

The sky is speechless.

This guy really dares to tell the truth without being tactful at all, isn't he afraid of being beaten to death?

"But, I seem to have seen some clues."

Ran Deng spoke mysteriously again, lifting the hearts of the gods who had just let go.

He looked around and said, "Have you noticed..."

"Found what?"

"Jie Yin, you will definitely be beaten to death if you do this again!"

"Everyone, the Earth Book Formation has been set up. I guarantee that not even a fly can fly out!"

The gods were completely off guard by these abrupt words, and they all became murderous, wanting to let Ran Deng know what pain is.

"Ahem, I said, I said!"

Ran Deng begged for mercy again and again, never showing off again, and leaked the truth in the form of speculation:

"There are nine futons in Zixiao Palace."

"..."

The atmosphere instantly became silent, and you could hear a needle drop.

The next moment, it exploded again.

Nearly ten top-quality innate spiritual treasures appeared in the world at the same time, and the laws of order soared into the sky. A single ray can crush a sacred mountain.

"Take in the old thief and suffer death!"

Even the honest man Hongyun couldn't bear it anymore and clamored to cut off the lamp.

At this time, Ran Deng slowly said the next sentence:

“But there are only nine futons.”

"Nine is the ultimate number, and the way of heaven is still lacking, so the prehistoric times cannot be perfected!"

"We might as well look at it differently: out of the three thousand innate gods, only eight can sit on the same "seat" as the teacher."

"And teacher, you are called... a saint!"

"Boom~"

Ran Deng's words were like a little boy's, completely detonating the long... ahem.

In short, everyone present, except Zhen Yuanzi, became more active!

That's the holy throne!

One step to the sky!

"If that's the case."

Taiqing's eyes flickered, and he thought of more for a moment.

The future will definitely be in the hands of the saints.

And if it is true as Ran Deng said, the number of saints in the ancient world is nine, and only those who get the futon can become saints.

Well, there are six of them sitting together now...

(End of this chapter)