Chapter 1157: New Chapter, In-Laws

"That's my father!" Wang Yusheng's voice trembled, he had already set foot in the highest spiritual world, and discovered the mysterious figure in the distant battle situation.

"I know it's him, what's there to be excited about." Yaoting Zhensheng responded, telling the truth, I really have no joy, and I don't look forward to it at all.

"Father-in-law, what are we waiting for? Let's kill him!" Wang Yusheng had already pulled out his black paper cutter.

"What's the rush, take the initiative to take the blame? I don't want to repeat the similar life path." Mei Yukong glanced at him to calm him down.

Now is the moment when his father has the upper hand, the punishment has begun, and the curtain is about to come to an end, rushing over at this time, admit to being an accomplice?

Wang Yusheng was very shocked. He hadn't seen him for a long time. His father became more and more unfathomable. He turned the big black umbrella and attacked the four saints alone.

He nodded and said: "That's right. The saints are probably coming soon. Let's wait and see first. It is not appropriate to expose it too early. At critical moments, if necessary, we can use it suddenly."

Mei Yukong ignored him, silently looking for his junior sister, that is the old man he met, if there is no accident, he should be dormant behind the battlefield.

The ancient and modern tore apart the present world, and brought Wang Xuan into the highest spiritual world, saying: "With such drastic changes today, the primitive bloody battle should end early."

After Wang Xuan received the message from the king, he immediately asked Gu Jin to dispatch to rush here. He opened his spiritual eyes and saw a blurry figure through the black holy field.

He was able to look directly at the supreme being with surging Dao Yun and full power, which was naturally the result of protection from ancient and modern times.

Otherwise, after breaking into this kind of place, the low-level transcendent will have a blank mind and completely stagnant mental thinking.

Even, many extraordinary people will explode and die.

Although limited by his realm, Wang Xuan couldn't see it very clearly, but he knew that it must be his father. Today, his "Lu Po" spiritual light has been turbulent, and there is an inexplicable feeling in the dark.

This is similar to Wang Yusheng's experience today. He was restless, but he couldn't find the reason.

"Father, mother!" Wang Xuan called out in his heart. After the myth was rotten, he left his homeland and set out on the road alone.

He never imagined that one day in the new universe, he would be able to meet them again like this. Also, the parents seem to be very overbearing.

Wang Zesheng's Taoism is profound, although he is beheading the saint, but any trouble can't be hidden from him, and he senses the approach of the true saint immediately.

When he found out who it was, he really wanted to laugh out loud, and unexpectedly met his two sons again at once. This was the best gift for him to enter the extraordinary center.

Even though he has practiced hard for many years, experienced sinking, getting lost, and even dying, his mind is as hard as iron, but as a father, he still has emotional turmoil.

In the distance, Jiang Yun's heart was not at peace. Even she didn't expect that when she first came to the new universe, she saw the two heirs immediately, and they were all in good condition.

Both Wang Yusheng and Wang Xuan are trying to contact their parents with spiritual ripples.

Wang Zesheng responded immediately, saying: "Keep a low profile, reunion, joy, and the light of the primordial spirit should not be revealed at this time. The supernatural center has a lot of malice."

He warned, don't rush to show your head, this kind of occasion is not suitable, and it is not easy to be exposed. He feels that there are unpredictable dangers in the extraordinary center, and the general environment is worrying.

Jiang Yun observed from a distance, and felt that the morals and deeds of the two heirs were not simple. She didn't show her whereabouts, but secretly greeted her senior brother and nodded.

Wang Zesheng looked very relieved, and said secretly: "Brother Mei, you can come here as soon as possible, which warms my heart. It's a pleasure to meet an old friend in a foreign land."

Yaoting Zhensheng wanted to turn around and leave immediately, he didn't want to see him very much, who was coming for him!

Mei Yukong just wanted to see his junior sister, and now he is very upset, his daughter was abducted two or three years ago, and now the youngest daughter is washing clothes for Wang Laoliu.

The most hateful thing is that Wang Zesheng also came over, which is particularly annoying to the old demon.

"Now, a group of people surnamed Wang have appeared in a neat line up." Zhensheng Yaoting felt very bitter.

The reunion, the first meeting in a foreign land, all these happened in the blink of an eye, and nothing in the highest spiritual world has changed.

The Four Saints Bleeding Blood, especially the tattooed Sage Yanqing, had been wiped out several times in a row, and it seemed that it was going to die.

He was hung on the edge of the big black umbrella, and every time the big umbrella turned, he would be killed once, and his original principles in the world would be traced.

After more than a dozen consecutive times, Yan Qing's body was dim, and his soul was dull. As an immortal and true saint, he was killed by this man in a row, which made him lose all hope and felt that he was about to die forever.

However, he was very unwilling and had a strong obsession. He couldn't help but look back at the blurry figure and the picture of the old holy study in the distance.

Even if he was about to die, he still carried resentment. There was a very serious problem with the sacred relics of the town religion, and there was an old saint hidden behind him, who wanted to use his body to revive his soul!

Is this treating the tattoo palace as a vegetable garden? Or raise him like a sheep? At the critical moment, he will be given a knife to harvest him.

Yanqing's hatred is overwhelming, he is full of anger, he is a true saint, the ancestor of a religion, he can overlook the world, he is actually the prey that others have been eyeing for many years.

Does this matter have anything to do with Ember? When he thought about it at the last moment of his life, he felt a little hopeless, very sad and miserable.

"Fellow daoist, I am actually very sincere and willing to exchange with you, for example, the highest dao rhyme, scriptures, prohibited items, you can choose."

In the distance, the phantom of the mysterious old sage spoke again, and the fire in the study room behind him went out and returned to its original state.

What the tattooed Sansheng has learned all comes from the classics he left behind. It can be said that walking along his path is the most suitable for him to return with a borrowed body.

"Can't you understand me? Not to mention him, even if you dare to reach out, I can try to squeeze you out in endless time and space!" Wang Zesheng stared at him.

For a moment, the texture of the supreme imperial path spread in his eyes, like two big cosmic vortexes, about to swallow all extraordinary things, and then with a bang, the phantom in the distance exploded once.

"It's amazing, I'm not the real body, it's just a manifestation, and it can be traced back to the source." The phantom of the old saint reappeared further away.

His voice was low, and he said: "From generation to generation, from generation to generation, it's not that there are no supreme beings who have changed their way, but the road ahead is bumpy, bumpy, and dead silent at every turn. You are really successful in hard work."

At this moment, the tattoo Sansheng Yanqing was worn to death by the big umbrella again, and when he reappeared, there was only a group of weak Yuanshen flames left.

He couldn't do it at all, his physical body collapsed, he couldn't condense, and his last broken spiritual body couldn't hold it anymore, and if he had another blow, he would die forever.

At this point, everything is settled, and his fate is difficult to change.

Wang Zesheng pointed out that he searched his soul and wanted to know more.

At the same time, he turned the big black umbrella to target the other three saints.

The blood of Yu Dao was splashed everywhere, and the three true saints were once again sliced ​​open by the umbrella, cutting off the primordial spirit.

In the sky, Wang Xuan was startled and dumbfounded. His "low-key" father turned out to be so "superior", completely beyond his expectations.

In the deep space, a vague figure of a child came, holding a mysterious scripture, and said: "Fellow Daoist, I have a general understanding of the situation. The Tattoo Palace has a feud with you for killing your daughter, and I will not intervene. The Paper Temple has no major grudges against you. Can you discuss it? Here is a volume of "Afterlife Sutra" from the old holy era.

Wang Zesheng was stunned, then frowned, and said, "Isn't it just a re-imagination? It is naturally possible to do it after reaching a certain level of Taoism. But, is it meaningful? It's just deceiving myself."

The child responded: "No, depending on how you understand it, this scripture is very different. Even if you don't believe it all, it can still be regarded as a kind of sustenance in the spiritual realm."

"Take a look!" Wang Zesheng stretched out his hand, and at the same time, Shi Guangtian Zhensheng and Guixu Zhensheng were chopped off by the black blade light from the keel of his big umbrella.

However, this time Zhisheng Miaozhen was unharmed.

In the distance, the child was startled, then grinned, really encountered a ruthless stubble.

Wang Xuan looked at the old child with a particularly solemn expression. He had seen it in the wonders of the dusk back then, and had been startled away by the strange thing of the mobile phone.

However, afterwards, whether it was the conversation between the strange thing on the mobile phone and the knife, or the simple conversation with Wang Xuan, it revealed that the old boy was "out of line", which was extremely difficult.

As mentioned by the strange things in the mobile phone, the old boy is a creature of the last year of the old saint. He once wanted to walk the road of Lulu, and he tried every means to do so, which was amazing, but it was a pity that he failed in the end.

In addition, the paper sage was made out of paper man-made by him, he became a psychic, and later became a true sage.

Wang Yusheng was also grinning. His father had once again split Guangguangtian and Guixu's true saint, which made him sigh that he still had to work hard.

Mei Yukong glanced at his son-in-law, thinking that he could still "save" him, and said: "You see, your father came over, and then this area was in chaos. When you first came to the Transcendence Center, there were disputes. You should not learn from him."

Wang Yusheng defended, saying that his father was actually very low-key, so he must have had to go to war.

Demon Court True Sage said: "What do you know? Those opponents who knew his past were almost all killed by him, so he has no reputation in the world."

When Wang Yusheng heard about the "low-key new interpretation" for the first time, he was a little skeptical about life. Would people like his parents, who are willing to keep their names anonymous and ignore the world, be very strong?

Suddenly, Mei Yukong frowned slightly. In his demon cauldron, something appeared, which was obviously sent secretly by Wang Zesheng, whom he least liked.

In the past, the two had a deep connection, and also practiced a small number of overlapping scriptures, so they could sense each other, use means to teleport objects, etc., without any surprises, and it was quite easy.

Mei Yukong frowned wildly, Ma De, what did this Wang Zesheng do to give him...a dog!

In the demon cauldron, the forbidden metal body of the mechanical tengu, flowing with a cold luster, is lifelike, but it has been refined to the size of a palm.

Although it is a miniature Gouzi, it is still fierce.

"What are you doing?" Mei Yukong asked secretly, but he knew that the origin of this mechanical tengu was that it held grudges the most, and could block a dojo for months without stopping.

Unless the dog is killed directly, otherwise, it will be so annoying that it can't be annoying anymore.

The most important thing is that the origin of this dog is doubtful, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Wang Zesheng said: "This time the journey was too hasty, negligent, and hasty. We have vaguely heard that we are in-laws, and we have prepared a bride price temporarily."

The True Sage of the Demon Court didn't look at him well, the bride price is not enough, how about a dog? !

At the same time, he thought of his little daughter Leng Mei, and felt a little bitter. Will the other party shamelessly cobble together a second gift in the near future?

On the battlefield, Wang Zesheng did not show any abnormalities. With his "low-key" personality, it is impossible for people to know his relationship with the old demon right now.

He was reading "The Sutra of the Next Life", and at the same time, he stretched out his big hand to crush the tattooed Gong Sansheng Yanqing to death. This person has no meaning to exist and can be obliterated.

As for the demands of the old sage who wanted to use his body to revive his soul, it was not within his consideration at all. If he refused to accept it, he would let his horse kill him.

In the endless deep sky, embers came, not only him, but also others went on the road silently, and began to enter the highest spiritual world.

"Huh?!" When approaching here, even if there is a large formation covering it, blinding the secrets, the ember, the supreme being with an astonishing origin and a very ancient history, has penetrated the truth of this place.

Something big happened here, the incident of the death of the saint is happening, that is his subordinate, the ancestor of the tattoo is his capable follower.

In the highest spiritual world, there was no wave, and the embers seemed to come from an extraordinary source. There was no sound, and there was no Dao Yun. He directly slashed at the man in the field.

Wang Zesheng ignored it and just glanced at it.

Ember was startled, he triggered a magic circle, and there was a woman in silver armor, holding a silver halberd, hunting in the dark, and with a bang, slashed straight at him.

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