Chapter 1327 The Strange Flower Among Saints

The iron fan made money, which attracted the top innate spiritual treasure "Luobao Money" to be born ahead of time, and took the initiative to recognize the owner. Before Xin Han and his wife had time to be happy, an uninvited guest came for this treasure.

Xin Han only listened to the phrase 'this thing is destined for the poor Taoist', and he knew who was coming, except for the quasi-prompt Taoist who seemed to be crazy about the poor, who else could it be.

He was so angry, he knew that your west is a barren land, and there are no treasures, but you can't see treasures, and it's like flies see Xiang, you are everywhere.

Besides, we are both disciples of the Taoist ancestor, and you even come to my place to play the autumn wind, you are really shameless!

Therefore, Xin Han was extremely angry, no matter who is a saint or not, he directly smashed it with the 'Qian Kun Cauldron', but he didn't want to be swiped by Zhun Ti's 'Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree', so he swiped away the star-destroying power on the cauldron.

Moreover, Xin Han could feel the faint suction force from the Qiankun Ding, it seems that this is fortunately a treasure, if it is an ordinary spirit treasure, it might be swept away by this blow!

"Zhunti, you still have to be shameless!" Xin Han pointed at Zhunti without any fear, but just to be cautious, he still sacrificed the Qiankun cauldron on his head, protected himself and the iron fan with chaotic blue light, and released ten more Erdu Tianjian Formation just in case.

Zhunti was scolded by Xin Han but he didn't get angry, he still said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoists don't know that the spirit treasure is indeed destined to me, and not only the spirit treasure, but fellow Daoist Taoist Iron Fan of the Pindao Temple also has a great affinity with my Western Sect. Why don't you convert to my Western Sect!"

Xin Han raised his eyebrows: "Zhunti, I am the disciple of the Taoist ancestor. You are just a registered disciple. When you see me, you not only call me a senior brother, but act presumptuously in front of me. You don't know how to be respectful, do you?"

Zhunti twitched his face, and finally put away his smile: "Poverty Dao is a sage of heaven, and his status is supreme. You are an ant, and you dare to talk about dignity with me?"

As he spoke, the coercion of the saint suddenly unfolded. In an instant, everyone in the entire Human Race Royal City was under this coercion.

Those strong people who practiced martial arts and cultivated truth were even more miserable. All their oppressed seven orifices were bleeding. It can be said that their life and death were between a single thought.

This is the wrath of a saint, just like Tianwei.

"What kind of skill is it to show off your power here? Come and come, go to the chaos, and senior brother will teach you what is called dignity!" Xin Han flew into the air with his iron fan, and disappeared in an instant.

Zhunti didn't stop him, because he was confident that he was in his hands, and the other party couldn't run away. He looked around, looked at this human race king city, human race, the protagonist of the future world, his eyes showed an inexplicable color, and he didn't know what he was thinking .

At the same time that the saint's coercion disappeared, Zhunti disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in the chaos.

At this time, the iron fan had been taken into the Immortal Heavenly Palace by Xin Han, because he knew that the idea of ​​striking the iron fan before Zhun mentioned this product was not just talk, he must have taken a fancy to the majestic purple energy on the iron fan.

Xin Han stood in the void, shrouded in chaotic blue light and mysterious yellow mother energy.

The moment Zhunti appeared in the chaos, Xin Han stretched out his five fingers, and in the chaos, countless chaos divine thunders appeared, directly piercing the outer qi, and blasting towards the western saint.

These chaotic divine thunders are formed by Xin Han's manipulation of countless electric charges in the chaos, and their power is unparalleled. If it is an ordinary golden fairy, it is afraid that it will be smashed into flying ash.

On the other hand, Zhunti showed a look of disdain, laughed loudly, and threw a green bamboo stick, emitting ten thousand emerald lights, blocking the countless divine thunders, and walked towards Xin Han while singing in his mouth:

"When the Great Enlightenment Golden Immortal is not second, Bodhi, the ancestor of the Western Wonderful Dharma."

"No birth, no death, three or three lines, full energy, full spirit, all kindness."

"Empty and stillness naturally changes, just like the nature of nature."

"Longevity with the sky and solemn body, a great master with a bright heart after a lifetime of calamities."

During Zhunti's actions, the sage showed his demeanor, walking through the thunder, like strolling in a garden.

But this chic and calm, in Xin Han's eyes, he gritted his teeth. Yuanshen continued to control the chaotic god thunder, bombarding the emerald light of Zhunti's bodyguard, and said at the same time: "If you want to fight, hit it.

It's just the two of us, who are you pretending to be for! "

The emerald light that protects Zhunti's body is the innate spiritual treasure "Six Clean Bamboos" that he refined from bitter bamboo, one of the ten innate spiritual roots.

Under the continuous bombardment of the chaotic divine thunder, the emerald light flickered and fluctuated violently, as if it could be shattered by the divine thunder at any time.

Xin Han laughed again and again, jokingly said: "Pretend or not, you say you are a saint, you act like a beggar, you search for spiritual treasures everywhere, the whole prehistoric world knows that you are a strange flower among saints, and you still have the face to run to me Come for alms, I also want to say a word to you!"

The corners of Zhunti's eyes twitched wildly. Even if he was a saint, Xin Han's words made him angry enough. As the saying goes, you don't slap people in the face, and you don't expose your faults when you curse. He himself knows that it is not good to search for Lingbao everywhere. Teach poor, recruit some masters and don't need Lingbao!

To make a grand wish that will never end, you can't just do it with him and the elder brother.

So even though he knew that his behavior was somewhat contemptible, he still bit the bullet and did it regardless of the dignity of a saint.

But I didn't expect to call Xin Han here today, Zhunti felt his face was on fire, his skin and flesh were peeled away by this guy's few words, and he saw 'galaha'.

His face counted several times, and finally sank, and he reprimanded: "Teacher has seven disciples, and now there are six saints, but you are an ignorant person who has achieved nothing and caused trouble everywhere. Today I will teach you a lesson for the teacher." , if you don’t have that life of sanctification, blame yourself for your poor luck!”

Even if you kill yourself, you are not blessed. What you said obviously means that you have already moved to kill Xin Han.

As Zhunti said, he raised his hand and threw an object, but it turned out to be another congenital spiritual treasure. It was a vajra bestowed by the Taoist ancestor in Zixiao Palace. This treasure is like a basket of tears. The top-level congenital spirit treasure, when he gave him a stick for "self-defense", you can't be angry.

However, the attack power of this spirit treasure was not bad, so Zhunti kept it in his hand and used it all the time. At this time, he urged the saint's infinite magic power, poured it into the vajra, and directly blasted at Xin Han.

The saint's attack was thunderous, and the power on the vajra was unstoppable. It broke through the chaotic divine thunder that swept across the chaotic void and directly blasted on Xin Han's blue light.

Xin Han also wanted to test the defensive power of the two treasures, so he took the Zhunti pestle.

With a 'boom' sound, the chaotic blue light of the Qiankun Ding and the mysterious yellow mother energy of the Immortal Tiangong shook for a while, and Xin Han's quasi-sage mana swished down.

The whole person flew upside down for three thousand miles in the chaos before he could barely stop. Although he was beaten into the air, Xin Han was very satisfied. He even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood when he faced Nuwa's red hydrangea. The stronger Zhunti did not suffer any damage, which is already quite a big improvement.

Satisfaction is satisfaction, and he dare not neglect Zhun Ti, Xin Han took out the Chaos Orb and put it in his mouth to replenish his mana. With this thing and two treasures, he himself will be invincible land.

Zhunti controlled the vajra and continued to attack, while he himself held the tree of seven treasures, stepped in front of Xin Han in one step, and brushed directly at the Immortal Heavenly Palace above his head.