"Damn it! Retreat!"

After pondering for a long time, Taoist Zhunti's eyes changed, and finally chose to give up the Qinglian Baose Flag, turn around and fly away quickly.

The name of the God Killing Spear is too great. This is a treasure that even Hongjun Daozu can hurt. Although he is the body of a saint, he is the weakest among the six saints. He does not feel that he has the ability to fight against the God Killing Spear.

Moreover, he didn't think that this God-killing Gun was an imitation. The aura that firmly locked his body, soul and soul made him feel that it was about to destroy both body and spirit. It was really terrifying. Although he had not yet approached, he felt as if he had seen the picture of his body being penetrated.

I can't remember how many years he hadn't encountered this situation since he broke through the saint. All of this made him unable to help but remember that as early as the early years of the prehistoric world, he was always worried about being cut down and picked it as a spiritual treasure.

"Hahaha, the little saint is indeed a little saint. He is not much more timid than a rabbit, but he runs faster than a rabbit!"

Emperor Xin looked at this scene and raised his head and laughed. Then, the twelve-grade black lotus destroyed the Qinglian precious color flag and then said to Jin Peng: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Jin Peng, after I completely crush the ban in the Qinglian precious color flag with the twelve-grade black lotus, I will return to the original owner."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Di Xin!"

Jin Peng was overjoyed when he heard the sound and clasped his fists to Di Xin and said solemnly.

At this moment, he was completely sure that the reason for choosing to follow Emperor Xin and support the Da Shang was very simple. If he was in the Western Sect, if such a situation occurred, if such a treasure fell into the hands of Taoist Cunti and Taoist Qiying, how could he choose to return it to him?

It is believed in the heart that Emperor Xin can do this, and this demeanor can really convince the world.

"Fellow Daoist Di Xin, isn't it okay?" At this time, Taoist Duobao and Yun Zhongzi rushed over, looked at Di Xin and asked nervously.

"The two fellow Taoists took action in time. Before the little saint of Zhunti could take action, he was forced to retreat. I am fine." Di Xin shook his head with a smile, then looked at the two of them in shock and said, "Two fellow Taoists, have you thought of a way to restore the God-killing Spear?"

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"Hahaha... we both, this time it's just a lucky draw."

Dao Ren Duobao and Yun Zhongzi looked at each other, scratched their heads immediately, and said with an awkward smile on their faces.

While they spoke, they used a move to fly over the God-killing Spear. Di Xin's eyes swept away and immediately saw that the God-killing Spear, which was originally surrounded by red and black aura, had become dim and gray at this moment. Moreover, there were many hideous cracks on the gun body. After they got it, the gun body turned into dust and fell to the ground.

"The current God-killing Spear is just a silver-shaped gun tip. We can only use various divine golds to recast the gun body of the God-killing Spear, and then use the innate spiritual treasure to activate it. A innate spiritual treasure can only allow this imitation to imitate the gods of the God-killing Spear in the past. In three breaths, if the little saint of Cunti took action just now, he would probably be exposed in one breath..."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head honestly and explained to Emperor Xin.

"So that's it..." Emperor Xin laughed, but still gave a thumbs up to Yun Zhongzi and Dao Ren Duobao, saying, "But even so, the two fellow Taoists are truly amazing. In this world, there are a few people who can imitate the former gods of the God-killing Gun with just one piece of fragment, even if it is three breaths, it is powerful enough! Moreover, with the strong gun, the real saints are scared away. The move of the two fellow Taoists must be a prehistoric story in the future."

"Hahaha, it's not that we imitate it like it, but that the little saint of Cunti is too timid. If the one who was here just now was Master, Yuanshi Tianzun, or Taishang Laozi and Nuwa, even if we lend us ten courage, we wouldn't dare to do this." Taoist Duobao smiled and shook his head, and said humbly, but there was still a look of self-satisfaction on his face.

The fake God-killing gun scared away the real saint. This is indeed something that is absolutely proud of and is said to be a beautiful story in the prehistoric world!

From now on, whoever mentions him and Yun Zhongzi can give him a thumbs up?

"Although this time it was not successful, we feel that we have found our ideas. Perhaps in a while, we will not only copy it, but also release some of its power!" Yun Zhongzi was also full of confidence after this battle, full of confidence in himself, and said loudly.

"Then, I will wait for the good news from the two fellow Taoists, and wait for one day to kill a true saint with the True God Slayer!"

Emperor Xin nodded lightly and bowed to Yun Zhongzi and Duobao Taoist.

"I still have to thank fellow Taoist Di Xin for giving us this opportunity to show our strengths and have a place to use our skills!"

After looking at each other, Dao Ren Duobao and Yun Zhongzi smiled, bowed to Di Xin, and said sincerely, "We two continue to fight at night, so we won't talk to you, fellow Daoist Di Xin, and try to make the God-killing Gun come back to the world one day!"

"I'm waiting for the good news!"

Emperor Xin nodded with a smile and watched Dao Ren Duobao and Yun Zhongzi go away.

"The fragments of the God-killing Gun are from Fellow Daoist Di Xin. Have you lent them to meditate and refine them?"

After the two left, Jin Peng trembled and looked at Di Xin and asked.

"Good, useful things should naturally be in the hands of people who can use them and make them better."

Di Xin nodded with a smile and said frankly.

"Incredible... here, and every place I encountered, is different..."

When Jin Peng heard this, his face became more and more moved, and he was full of excitement.

The fragments of the God-killing Gun are such precious things. In his opinion, no matter who gets such a treasure that can severely damage Hongjun Daozu, he will collect and preserve it without hesitation and not display it to anyone to see.

However, Di Xin was an exception. He actually gave such precious things to Yun Zhongzi and Duobao Taoist to participate in research without reservation.

How broad is such a person?!

And how could such a king, Ji Fa, compare with him?

Even at this moment, he felt that comparing Ji Fa and Di Xin was an insult to Di Xin.

"It's getting late, I'm going to rest. Fellow Daoist Jin Peng, please do whatever you want..."

Di Xin looked at Jin Peng and chuckled, turned around and was about to leave.

"Aren't you worried that I will take the opportunity to leave?"

Jin Peng heard the sound and looked around. After seeing that no one was staring at him, he asked Jin Peng.

"If I don't even have this confidence, then Fellow Daoist Jin Peng, you don't have to stay here!"

When Emperor Xin heard this, he chuckled and said lightly, and turned around and left.

Jin Peng was stunned and stayed there, for a moment, and he was at a loss. This feeling of freedom made him unfamiliar.

When he was in Lingshan in the past, he knew very well that outside the cave where he lived, there were disciples of Western sects guarding him. If he dared to defect, he would attack him.

Now, in Xuanfeng's army, there was not even anyone who paid attention to him. At most, several Xuanfeng's army saw him standing like a stupid bird, rolled their eyes at him, and cursed him in their hearts for something they had no knowledge.

This place is completely different from every place he has been to and experienced!

"Stay here! See, what step can the changes here go, and whether it will change the entire prehistoric world!"

Suddenly, the heart of Jinpeng stopped changing and made a decision. He turned into a golden winged eagle of the Great Pluto, flew over the Xuanfeng Army, spread his wings, and protected the pure land in his mind.

"The golden penis has entered my vestige!"

Emperor Xin felt the golden roll flying in the air, throwing down the aura, looking at Daji in front of him, and smiled.

"The king is a wise king. Good birds choose good trees to live in!"

Daji said softly with charming eyes.

"Hahaha, I am not a wise monarch, I am a fool, a tyrant!" Emperor Xin stretched out his hand, pulled Daji into his arms, and said with a smile: "Come on, let me be foolish and cruel all night!"

In the military tent, there were many crying sounds, and naturally, the spring breeze drifted several times in Yumen Pass overnight.

At the same time, Daluotian and Huangji Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West knelt down on the ground with a straight face, respectful attitude, and on the throne in front of them, there was an old man with white hair and white beard in Taoist robe, not Hongjun Daozu, or who else?
Chapter completed!