I Sold the System to the Saints in the Prehistoric Times and I Lost Money.

Chapter 98: Overturning the Table and Not Playing Anymore

Not to mention those who have not dispersed yet in Nantian, even those who followed the Lingshan team to watch the show and eat melons were also confused.

Haotian had just walked to the Nantian Gate, and before he had time to check the situation, he saw Tathagata dragging a person who looked like a dead dog and running away in a hurry.

Even the Styx clone was even more confused, his mind was still in a state of confusion.

He was fine just now, how did he become a prisoner directly?

Who the hell uses a big move when fighting? Who doesn't pull and tug first and say something fierce?

As soon as Tathagata came, he suppressed you without saying a word, and then accused you of a crime, without even giving you a chance to explain, and took you back to Lingshan directly, letting you repent for ten thousand years.

Haotian, who realized it later, understood the reason, and his eyebrows were throbbing wildly.

"What the hell is this?"

"The clone of the Styx was caught by Tathagata? Did the Styx plot to kill Jin Chanzi?"

According to the temper of the Styx, it might be possible that he would do such a thing.

Not to mention that the blood pool was originally transformed by the filth of the great god Pangu, the Styx itself is one of the great powers who has lived from ancient times to the present.

He is even more of a ruthless person who slapped the original saint. For the sake of his people and merits, he might really be so crazy that he would do such a heaven-defying act.

The three ancient innate tribes were abandoned by the way of heaven because their ancestors committed too many murders, and they were worried about their survival every day.

The Nine Nether Blood Sea was hated by the way of heaven. If it were not for the filth of the great god Pangu, the Shura tribe might not even catch up with the three ancient tribes.

Not only did the Styx not gain any merit, but he had to constantly suppress the innate karma brought by the blood pool.

The desire for merits has been going on for a long time.

"Haha, it's easy to get!"

Just when people thought that Tathagata was angry at Minghe because of Jin Chanzi's death, and they were terrified because Tathagata had a peerless cultivation and suppressed Minghe with one move.

He Tathagata laughed triumphantly, and did not hide it at all.

He suppressed Minghe not only because of Jin Chanzi, but more because of the two innate killing treasures in the opponent's hands.

Killing people without any cause and effect, this is his goal, what Jin Chanzi? He had thrown it out of his mind long ago.

"It's bad!"

When Haotian learned that the person taken away by Tathagata was Minghe, he hesitated for a long time, slapped his forehead and shouted that it was not good.

"Taibai, take my order and go to Lingshan."

"Minghe murdered the people of the catastrophe, which is against the will of heaven, and he should be put on the beheading platform."

As the diplomatic history of the heavenly court, Taibai Jinxing hesitated a little, but still took the order and left.

"Duobao, Duobao!"

"You dare to embezzle the innate killing treasure in the name of revenge for Jin Chanzi?"

"How can I let you do what you want?"

Perhaps others can't see the deep meaning, but who is Haotian? The existence that jumps out of the shackles of heaven has long been opened up, and the height of thinking about problems has long been different.

The killing treasure is the supreme treasure. In the Conferred God, Tongtian relied on the same killing treasure as the Zhuxian Sword Formation to fight against four saints.

It is conceivable that the magic weapon that does not occupy karma in the prehistoric world is so against the sky.

If the other party succeeds, plus he has proved the way of Hunyuan, he Haotian will really find it difficult to resist the difficulties of Lingshan.

However, on the other side, many little monsters in Langlang Mountain were frightened by the heavenly punishment thunder dragon that destroyed the world.

The entire mountaintop of Langlang Mountain was wiped out, and the group of little monsters were implicated and blamed by the Five Directions Jie Di, and directly pressed to Lingshan for accountability.

If Hu Tutu had not been in seclusion, he might have been captured by Lingshan and taken as a pet.

"Oh my god, this prehistoric thunder tribulation is too terrifying. Although I am a fox demon, I am still a baby. What should I do?"

Although she was not affected by the heavenly punishment thunder tribulation and escaped the capture of the Five Directions Jie Di, she was frightened to see the whole mountaintop disappear.

This was the first time she saw the horror of the prehistoric world. As a Zuan troll living in a small dormitory, how could she have seen such a doomsday scene?

"By the way, I have to go to Mount Tai, and I also want to open a system!"

Thinking of Jin Chanzi's words before he left, and thinking of the group of bald donkeys in Lingshan who directly wiped out the entire Langlang Mountain in order to catch these monsters, a strong sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

How could this be the prehistoric world he was familiar with? How could this be Journey to the West?

He would destroy the world at any time, and would send down the heavenly punishment thunder dragon at any time. Which monster would dare to attack Jin Chanzi?

Is he too damned dead?

I thought the appearance of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon just now was one of the eighty-one tribulations that Lingshan arranged for Jin Chanzi, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

I hurriedly fled for my life and headed for the legendary Mount Tai. It was too undignified and insecure to be a monster in the prehistoric world.

On the other side, in the Netherworld, in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

A deafening roar was heard, and a strong murderous aura filled the entire Netherworld.

The terrifying murderous aura made countless ghosts and ghosts tremble, and they looked at the Netherworld Blood Sea in great fear.

"Ah!"

"Who is so immoral? What are you yelling for? My wife ran away with Lao Wang next door?"

Jin Chanzi was enjoying the food, and was almost choked to death by the sudden roar.

The news that the Styx clone was suppressed by Tathagata and taken back to Lingshan made Styx know that something bad was going to happen.

He was so angry that his murderous aura filled the entire sea of ​​blood. Countless Shuras trembled in fear under this murderous aura.

"Holy monk, our program is ready, please move."

Jin Chanzi, who was complaining, was interrupted by the judge of the King of Hell in the Fifth Palace. Seeing the other party being cautious and bowing, Jin Chanzi's eyes lit up.

He threw the previous complaint out of the window. If it was normal, would it still be called the Underworld?

"Is it going to start so soon?"

Thinking back to the program list, although it was a bit creepy, I was still looking forward to it.

But the moment he walked out of the door, he ran into Guanyin who came to the Underworld to rescue people, and the two stared at each other.

"Sister Guanyin, why are you in the Underworld again? Did they invite you too?"

Jin Chanzi smiled and greeted her, but he was not interested in Guanyin. After greeting her, he was ready to leave. There was still a good show waiting for him in the Underworld.

I thought Jin Chanzi would be in the King of Hell, being held accountable, and waiting for her to come to Lingshan to offer conditions to rescue people, but who would have thought that the Underworld not only did not embarrass him, but also protected him with good food, drink and accommodation.

"What do you mean I'm in the underworld again?"

"Why am I here? Don't you have any idea?"

Guanyin complained in her heart, glaring at Jin Chanzi.

Just when she was stunned, a terrifying murderous aura instantly filled the whole villa.

"The bald donkey from Lingshan actually dared to stay in the underworld!"

A voice full of killing sounded in the ears of several people, and the terrifying bloody aura raged wildly around.

Minghe hesitated for a long time, but still came out. His clone was carrying two killing treasures and was taken to Lingshan by Tathagata. He knew what Lingshan was up to.

Thinking that the other party was so unethical, Minghe also turned the table over.

Bringing the Shura guards, he broke into the villa directly and suppressed Jin Chanzi without saying a word.

I never thought there would be an unexpected gain, Guanyin was also here.

"Since you dare to rob my killing treasure, don't blame me for being unreasonable and detaining the body of merit of the calamity."

Jin Chanzi was suppressed to the ground by the strong pressure, and his whole body was like being suppressed by a heavy mountain, unable to move at all.

"What the hell is this? I just came to watch the show, why do you like to suppress me at every turn?"

Guanyin was also cold all over, this time it was considered to be running into someone's gun.

The hatred for Tathagata in her heart increased a little more. Why did you detain his clone for no reason?

How could he murder Jin Chanzi when the Styx never shed blood?

How could the Styx, which was not liked by the Heavenly Dao, dare to devour the body of merit in the face of the world?

Guanyin couldn't figure it out. How could Tathagata dare to offend such an ancient god at the critical period of the calamity.

The other party dared to slap the saint. Although he relied on the blood sea and the killing treasure, he was not someone you Tathagata could provoke at will.

"Could it be that there is a cause and effect that outsiders don't know about?"

Guanyin was suppressed to the ground like a dead dog, but her eyes were rolling around.

Suddenly, a plan came to her mind. Isn't this a great opportunity?

Since the two sides have reached this point, why doesn't she, Guanyin, add fuel to the fire and trick Tathagata?

If she succeeds in collecting the body, she will not only get the reward of the peak of the quasi-saint, but also gain merit. Isn't it the best of both worlds?

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