The world is fair, but it is also very unfair!

Just like now!

The warrior who saw the gods under his feet might have been practicing hard for decades, but he could not stop Yang Guang, a lustful and liar-like person.

Is Yang Guang very hard in practicing martial arts?

It was like fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. If it weren't for being assassinated, I was afraid that even martial arts would not be able to practice. I had to rely on countless spiritual medicines to reach the level of Yi Bone.

The hard work of others for decades is not as good as this guy's achievements for a few days.

Of course, the Yang family won the world and gained the dragon spirit of the emperor in the past, which was a hundred times more difficult, and the hardships were not enough for outsiders to do so.

Zhang Bairen quietly carried his hands on his back, looking at the clouds in the distance with his eyes. The white clouds in the sky were stained with blood at this time.

Clouds are composed of water vapor, and blood on the ground is sublimated, and blood clouds are soaked in the sky.

Zhang Bairen carried his hands on his back and looked into the distance with his eyes. The killing on the mountain had gradually stopped.

After a long time, I saw Zhang Jin walking down from the mountain: "Your Majesty, Shangqing Road has slaughtered all the time, and no living person has been left."

It's strange that Zhang Jin was penetrated by someone's heart, and he seemed to be fine. He wriggled with gold and iron on his body, and the wound healed in an instant.

"Let's go, the next one is Lingbao!" Yang Guang turned around and put on the sedan chair.

Zhang Bairen was silent after hearing this. After a while, he said: "The leaves taken away by the ancestor are objects from the cave. They contain the inheritance of the Shangqing Dynasty and important figures of the Shangqing Dynasty. If they cannot be killed, they may not be burned out by wildfires and will be reborn again with the spring breeze."

Yang Guang frowned, then shook his head: "It's okay, as long as I'm alive for one day, Shangqing will not think of reviving the world."

Seeing this, Zhang Bairen stopped talking and followed Yang Guang all the way to Lingbao.

Lingbao

The head sect's true man stood in front of a stone cave with a serious expression: "Old ancestor, the younger disciples are incompetent, causing trouble. The court is about to encircle and suppress them. He also asked the ancestor to bring the treasures of the sect and the disciples of the sect to secretly preserve their useful bodies and make a comeback in the future."

"Alas! How many rises and falls in ancient and modern times, this is the cycle of time, you don't have to feel guilty." The gate of the cave opened and a 17 or 18-year-old boy walked out.

The young man held a magic seal in his hand and handed it to the head sect: "The elites in the sect, and the cores are collected in it. My spiritual treasure has been rising for hundreds of years. How can I be defeated before the battle? Even if I am defeated, I will ask the sects in the world to see the strength of my spiritual treasure."

"Old ancestor, the emperor is powerful, you haven't seen it!" The head teacher took the magic seal and showed a look of shock, his face full of fear.

"How could I do something I'm not sure about?"

But I saw the boy step out slowly and in a flash, I arrived at the mountain gate. Looking at the green pines in the distance, I sighed slowly.

Not far away, spies from all walks of life in the military secret office were secretly surveillance, revealing a series of tragic expressions, as if they were cats who were about to eat mice.

Looking at the Miluo cover in the sky, the ancestor shook his head and slowly closed his eyes.

Before the old Taoist waited for a long time, the emperor led his masters to join 3,000 military secret officials, a total of 5,000 people, to Lingbao's feet together.

"Who is ahead? The emperor's car has arrived. He can't quickly kneel down to greet him." Zhang Jin scolded.

Looking at the young man, Zhang Bairen's pupils shrank and blocked Yang Guang's car without a trace.

"I have seen Your Majesty" the young Taoist rituals were written on both hands.

"You Taoist is interesting," Yang Guang lifted the curtain and walked down from the soft collapse.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Zhang Bairen said with a serious expression.

"Oh?" Yang Guang frowned: "Who is the Taoist priest?"

"The cycle of reincarnation is endless, and it will take a long time to make the name come true. Your Majesty can praise the Taoist priest and the nameless." The old Taoist priest smiled softly.

Yang Guang looked up and down at the Taoist priest and also noticed the extraordinaryness of the Taoist priest: "Do you know why I am from?"

The Taoist "Destroying the Spirit Treasure Taoist Temple" looked respectful, but still tepid.

"Since you know, why not escape?" Yang Guang became interested.

"Your Majesty's killing is too heavy. I want to save Your Majesty here. Please turn back on your suffering." The Taoist said slowly.

"Send me?" Yang Guang suddenly laughed, smiling proudly and happily: "It's interesting! Interesting! How do you save me?"

"I have had a fight with Your Majesty. If Your Majesty can defeat me, I will be considered to have lost." The Taoist still said slowly.

"How about losing? How about winning?" Yang Guang stood up, collapsed and retreated.

"If you lose, I will let Your Majesty deal with it. If you win, please turn to Luoyang and wait for your destiny!" The Taoist said tepidly.

"Your Majesty, you must not bet on your Majesty!" Zhang Bairen looked at the Taoist in front of him, and for some reason he felt something was wrong.

"It's okay!" Yang Guang waved his hand, his eyes full of heroism: "If I can't even win a little Taoist priest, how can I surrender to the world?"

Yang Guang's dragon energy flowed around him: "You can do it!"

On the one hand, Zhang Jin sneered: "Taoist, you don't know how powerful the emperor's dragon energy is. Facing the emperor's dragon energy, I'm afraid that your magical powers are powerful, so I can't even exert any of the points."

The Taoist smiled and bowed respectfully to Yang Guang: "I am rude!"

After the words fell, the Taoist turned his body and turned into a flying drought.

"This..." Zhang Jin was so shocked that he hurriedly blocked Yang Guang's face. Zhang Bairen looked shocked: "Isn't this the drought beast that was severely injured by me last time? How did you turn into the ancestor of Lingbao?"

"Have the Governor ever heard of the military's disposal?" The zombies of the drought are still graceful and polite, but the heat rolling in the air is shocking.

"Your Majesty, this is a flying drought, no less than the powerful one of the ultimate Taoism. In addition, this man's troops relieved the cycle of reincarnation and found the power of his previous life. It is simply unfathomable!" Zhang Bairen said in a low voice.

Yang Guang was not stupid either. The moment he saw the true body of Drought Ba, he knew in his heart that something was going on.

"I just don't know how hard my emperor's dragon energy can suppress the drought to a point!" Yang Guang felt the problem.

"This flying drought and the Yang Shen who was exterminated, I am afraid that the general Yu Juluo will be unable to take it down!" Zhang Jin muttered.

This is not a question of whether you can win, but a question of whether you can overcome it!

Drought is a warrior at the level of human beings. However, Yu Juluo has gone far in the level of ultimate Taoism. No one knows what level it is.

"It's true that I'm prepared!" Yang Guang didn't say anything, and the emperor's dragon energy rolled up and punched the drought-bar.

Under the dragon energy, all things are destroyed, but the zombies are reborn from death. The drought bar is even more dead and the sun is born, which violates the laws of heaven and earth. It is not so easy to subdue the drought bar.

Even with Zhang Bairen's full strength, he would not be able to kill the Hanba with one sword.

Facing Yang Guang's punch, Drought was not afraid at all. Flames around him rolled up and greeted Yang Guang.

The flame was extinguished by the dragon's air, but with a loud bang, the drought flew backwards, and Yang Guang took five steps back.

The power of the Dharma in the Hanba body is suppressed, but its body is as solid as a Vajra and difficult to destroy. It is definitely not something that Yang Guang can destroy at the level of the bone-like state.

"Your Majesty, it's hard to destroy the drought-bahn, so it's better to use weapons!" Zhang Bairen took off the sword from his waist, and a sword energy from Zhu Xian was poured into it, throwing it to Yang Guang casually.

Yang Guang held the sword, looked at Hanba with his eyes, and pierced towards Hanba without saying a word.

The drought-bar's eyelids twitched wildly. Facing Yang Guang's sword, a fatal crisis came, but he did not dare to take it. He actually carried a huge rock above him, and smashed it towards Yang Guang.

The dragon energy of the emperor can actually be regarded as a strange force in the Dharma Realm. The dragon energy of the emperor is in every way to suppress the power of the Dharma Realm, but it is useless to the power in the material realm.

The stone hit the force of the material world. The dragon energy of Emperor Yang Guang did not work and could only continue to open the monument and crack the stone with his own strength.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Seeing the man's tall big rock kept hitting, Yang Guang fisted open, but in a blink of an eye, it was bloody and flesh, which made Zhang Bairen feel a headache.

Are you still pretending to be stunned? You are struck by lightning!

Seeing Yang Guang retreating step by step and not having enough strength to go back, if there is any mistake, he will be smashed into meat paste. Zhang Bairen snorted coldly: "Enough!"

Jin Jian in Zhang Bairen's arms emitted a warm light. The next moment, Zhang Bairen's body was rising one after another, but in an instant it turned ten feet high, more than 30 meters, and slapped at the dry bar like a palm covering the sky and the sun.

Of course, the law of heaven and earth will not be that simple, but the physical body will grow bigger, but every move will be blessed by the power of heaven and earth.

"How can I do anything to me just illusion!" Hanba's true body soared into the sky and smashed Zhang Bairen's palm, trying to defeat the palm: "Everyone in the world says that the Grand Commander's magical powers are endless, but I think that's just that!"

"Bang!" A palm fell, the ground collapsed and the mountains were destroyed, and the earth moved and the mountains shook.

The hard bluestone turned into a little bit, and the drought bar overestimated its power and actually wanted to use the power of the Tao to block Zhang Bairen's Dharma image's palm.

Before he finished speaking, his whole person was smashed into the rocks, and his muscles and bones that had been tempered for thousands of years were broken.

"If you dare to offend Your Majesty, you deserve to die!" Zhang Bairen swung out again, rolling up a series of strong winds, and the air turned into nothingness under this punch.

"Swoosh!"

This time, the Hanba learned his lesson. Seeing that the opportunity was not good, he immediately fled into the earth. He appeared a hundred feet away in a blink of an eye and shouted: "Your Majesty is the son of Wan Cheng, how can you speak without trust?"

"Governor, stay!"

Yang Guang stabilized his body and shouted quickly.

Zhang Bairen took over the Dharma image and turned to look at Yang Guang, who was embarrassed and covered in dust: "Your Majesty, this person dares to offend Your Majesty and should be killed!"

Yang Guang's face was gloomy and his eyes looked at the Hanba, but he saw that the Hanba was even more miserable than Yang Guang's. His muscles and bones were dislocated and he was broken many times.

"Your Majesty is the emperor. If you follow the words, how can you speak without trust?" Hanba looked at Yang Guang, his legs were weak and he sat on the ground, staring at Zhang Bairen with a terrifying look on his face.

"Stop! Withdraw the troops!" Yang Guang stared at Hanba with gritted teeth, shook his sleeves hard, and turned around and walked into the sedan chair.

Zhang Bairen shook his head and said helplessly: "Pretending to be struck by lightning."

ps: Thanks to the classmate "Jun Junhong" for the rewards. Who knows how much update I owe now?
Chapter completed!