“Okay, I admit defeat this time. It’s no big deal. I just lost an important Taoist body. Let’s go!” He exploded and disappeared.
Jihads are ending one after another everywhere.
All the saints hunt together, and they have an absolute advantage in numbers. The outer saints, true gods, evil spirits, etc. are no match.
Black snowflakes were falling, the road ahead was bleak, and the myth was gradually drying up. The old woman riding on the back of the black goat looked miserable and murmured: “Even Dao and Kong were defeated, and they were completely killed. What happens to a master at this level?” It’s all so pathetic, what hope is there?”
She is a supreme being who has lived for 20 centuries. She has a long history. She has coexisted with the old saint for many centuries and knows many secrets. Now she feels that there is no hope.
Especially now, she was imprisoned and could not move. The shadow of death fell, the black snowflakes were fading, and even her mount almost disappeared.
Then, her Tao Yun will be decomposed, her eyes will become blurred, and her soul will be extinguished.
Just when she thought she was about to die forever, she was suddenly able to absorb Tao Yun, and her body, which was about to decay, and her soul, which was withering, came to life again.
“You didn’t kill me to silence me. Are you still here?” The old woman’s heart was shocked. She didn’t expect that she could still be alive. Then she asked hurriedly: “Ma, are you alive? And who are you and Kong?” State, why is there no memory of the past?”
“Spicy chicken!” Wang Dao exhaled in frustration. As soon as the saints left, the outer saints, evil gods, and evil spirits came. Has the extraordinary center changed hands?
They were taken away by the holy mirror left by “You” and hibernated. The world in the mirror was peaceful, and they did not understand what was happening in the outside world.
The strangers and transcendent beings present all felt heavy in their hearts.
“The good days had just begun, but they ended suddenly.” Wang Dao lamented. He had just recognized his relatives, and now he had several true saints behind him, and he was the true son of the saint.
Of course, if it were announced to the public that he was the grandson of the Saint, it would seem that he would appear even more powerful.
After all, grandpa is so elegant but unfathomable, and Lao Wang is so fierce that even the most vindictive mechanical dog will avoid him when he sees him. Plus, the young grandmother who has the highest throne in the family, who dares to provoke him?
“I’m so jealous. The saint-grandson with the most powerful background in the Extraordinary Center cannot win. In one day, he was thrown from heaven to hell. Do I have to hide here and there again?” Wang Dao sighed secretly.
Then, he glanced at Wang Xuan and said to himself, it’s a pity that Wang Laoliu was born in the first era, otherwise, with this weak foundation, he would have almost become