Wow!

There is silence in the sea of ​​heart.

The Taoist Sanchi was neither sad nor angry, but just listened indifferently, and finally replied with a cold smile:

"If you die, the Tao will disappear! Don't mention the sneaky god who dares not reveal your name. Even if you are the ancient legendary emperor of heaven, Tao respects and rebirth, you will not be able to bring your rank and supernatural powers in your lifetime!"

Death, the Tao is gone.

This is an eternal truth.

The Sanchi Taoist practiced for more than a thousand years, leaned against the Wanshitian Sect, and lived with this old monster for thousands of years. How could he not know?

In fact, this is not a secret for the masters of many sect holy lands.

Longquan has been around for millions of years, and I don’t know how many things happened to the resurrection of the Taoist ghosts. If it could bring about the magical powers and Taoist techniques in its lifetime, then it would not be them who are the ones who are ruling the world now, but those Taoist ghosts!

"Dao, it will not die!"

The sound in the waves was filled with a moment of sadness, but it seemed that it could not be refuted, so it could only return to indifference, and said:

"you do not know!"

"The heavenly way of the Nine Tribulations has collapsed. So what can you do if you ‘know’? You call yourself the ancestor, but you are just a waste who doesn’t even dare to respond to the tribulations!"

The Sanchi Taoist naturally would not miss the opportunity to attack this old monster, and he would do his best to sarcastically:

"Old ancestor? Which clan are you from? Does it still exist?"

quiet!

There was silence in the sea of ​​heart again. Under the waves, the Sanchi Taoist even smelled a substantial anger, but he didn't care.

"You don't know at all, what is disaster!"

The old voice was finally moved by the fear in my heart. The sound was so loud that it was shocking:

"That is an indescribable horror! That is a great horror that has been destroyed by countless gods and demons in the present! From the first catastrophe to the nine catastrophes, there has never been any powerful force. He has successfully resisted the catastrophe, and only avoided the catastrophe, and passed the catastrophe!"

Passing the tribulation!

Passing the tribulation!

The Sanchi Taoist seemed to have thousands of roars echoing in his heart. The sound was so true that he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to have seen a corner at the end of the ancient catastrophe...

The stars fell, the world was light, and countless gods, demons, immortals, monsters, and Buddhas were all corpses in the cold universe.

All spirits are destroyed, the universe collapses, and even the way of heaven is completely submerged by eternal darkness...

"Nine difficulties and three disasters, five decays, but I lost my life, but I said, the three silences of the universe..."

With just a glance, the three-foot Taoist saw countless terrifying disasters recorded in the Taoist sect.

A disaster that may not be seen for thousands of years is rolling like a tide at the end of that disaster...

"If you have not seen the catastrophe, you will not know the catastrophe! If you can live until the end of the ten catastrophes, you will know how desperate it is.

Only then can we understand why from the first catastrophe to the nine catastrophes, the supreme realm among the infinite gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons is also called "never catastrophes will not be worn"..."

The old voice was silent for a long time, and the Sanchi Taoist also remained silent. After a long time, he heard the sound in the waves ringing again.

"You are going to Jincai City?"

"Why are you curious about the last corner of the 'Xu Ri rank' in Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace?"

The Sanchi Taoist calmed down and asked.

This unknown old monster has lived with him for thousands of years. He is both an irreconcilable enemy, but also has the same purpose.

The complete Baji is his last chance to drive away this demon and his only way to seize his own body.

"Zhou Jueyin Tiangong..."

In the waves, the old voice was silent for a long time before saying:

"The ancient gods had sixteen ways, and they were divided into civil and military officials. In the past 840 million years, the god of wealth had been passed down for no less than 30,000 generations...

Among them, those who are unbearable are still the God of Wealth until death, and those who are powerful are famous before ancient times, and the ancestors must also respect the three-pointers..."

The old voice loosened a little:

"If you don't fight with it, the ancestor doesn't know which God of Wealth is in the Jincai City..."

"How vast it should be in ancient times..."

The three-foot Taoist's thoughts couldn't help but drift away. The sixteen cultural and military gods of wealth were passed down for thousands of generations, and how many inheritances did the other gods and demons have?

This made his heart turbulent.

"The God of Wealth is not a killing immortal, nor a guardian god. If the one in Jincai City has not returned to the Baji, your incarnation will have a great chance of winning..."

The old voice stopped at this point.

But the Sanchi Taoist naturally understood what He meant, just...

"In addition to some small people, I captured or killed the disappearing Red Technique, this guy is most likely..."

There were ripples in the sea of ​​heart. The three-foot Taoist soul sat down like a human, and kept wiping the flying sword that was roaring.

If possible, he didn't want to have a problem at all when the two immortals and demons were about to break out, but this matter was too important...

"If you dare to stop me, even if you are the true God of Wealth, you may not be able to kill him!"

...

...

"Is it Him?"

At the closed gate of the cave, Zhao Caishen stopped for a long time, and his vision could not be retracted for a long time, until there were neither high nor low footsteps behind him.

"Zhao Xuantai, a native of the Eastern Wilderness, had been practicing under the 'Shenfa Gate' a thousand years ago. He achieved ten capitals in more than ten years, and in another hundred and eighty years, Jiuyao succeeded...

He has great luck and can meet treasures by the way. His path is very smooth. Although he is not tall, he has reached the top of the Nine-Brightest Glory eight hundred years ago...

After that, he settled in Jincai City for eight hundred years, and loved gold, silver, treasures, treasures, rare treasures, and charity. He was kind and generous to others. He was called the God of Wealth…”

The cold wind blew across the wild forest, and Zhongli Lie slowly walked out, resisting the dragon blade that was waiting for someone to rise, his eyes were like lightning:

"Some family should call you Zhao Xuantai, God of Wealth, or,

Dao Ghost?!"

"Wanshitian Sect is worthy of the leader of the Immortal Dao, with a profound foundation of this. In one night, Zhao's heels have been turned out..."

Zhongli Lie's momentum was rising, and he seemed to have escaped the influence of "harmony brings wealth", but Zhao Caishen seemed not surprised:

"As for what you call it, it's all about you, but Mr. Zhao prefers the title of God of Wealth."

"Are you worthy of being called a god by taking over a house?"

Zhongli Lie sneered.

"Then, can those who use cities as cages and carry hundreds of nations and spirits to drive all nations and all spirits deserve the word "Immortal Gate"?"

Zhao Caishen’s smile remained unabated.

Zhong Lilie's eyes sank, and his breathing became a little rapid:

“It won’t be like this all the time.”

"Actually, it has always been like this. Whether it is Taoist, Buddhist scriptures, myths, or legends, it is beautified after all..."

Zhao Caishen still smiled, but sighed a little:

"In ordinary people, who have some extra wealth, they regard poor people as pigs and dogs, let alone immortals, gods, demons, Buddhas and demons?"

"If you are wrong, you need to change it!"

Zhong Lili clenched the dragon blade:

"Dao Ghost, it should be killed!"

"The name of Taoist ghost is appropriately overdone. However, Zhao is different from other Taoist ghosts!"

Zhao Caishen sat on the ground with deep eyes:
Chapter completed!