Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Everyone was in an uproar, unbelievable.

Everyone present has always been skeptical about whether Taoist Juntian is still in the Yin-Yang universe.

But at this moment, Emperor Qitian revealed the true identity of the old farmer in front of him.

Thoroughly display the existence of Juntian Taoist in front of everyone.

Everyone suddenly felt like a dream.

Young Master Wushuang was also taken aback, but he quickly realized that he couldn't help but send a voice message to Emperor Qitian.

"High, really high."

"You are really full of bad water, you can think of such a coquettish operation."

"Juntian old man can't hide, so you find someone to play him."

"Tsk tsk, your eyes are really dirty."

"But remember to tell me in advance next time you do something like this, so I can cooperate..."

"He is Juntian, to be precise, he is an incarnation of Taoist Juntian who has been staying in the Yin-Yang universe."

Emperor Qitian looked at Young Master Wu Shuang expressionlessly.

Master Wushuang was dumbfounded.

Suspected that Emperor Qitian was lying to him.

This Juntian Taoist's mind is showing off.

Only then would they know that they were holding an alliance conference that would overwhelm Juntian, and they would foolishly run away and throw themselves into the trap.

It would be fine if he really had the ability to suppress the audience.

But it fell down when touched.

Picture what?

You can't just like the feeling of being stepped on by King Yanfu, right?

Master Wushuang subconsciously glanced at King Yan Fu's slender jade legs, well, it seems that this possibility is not impossible.

"I don't know how to fix it, where are you aiming your eyes!"

Young Master Wu Shuang rushed over and kicked the old man who was suspected to be Jun Tian, ​​and signaled King Yan Fu not to leave.

But Great King Yan Fu didn't care about these things at all, he just stared at Old Man Juntian at his feet.

"Juntian, even if you are turned into ashes, this king will definitely not mistake you!"

"Juntian, is it really Juntian?"

There is an ancient existence who lived from the complete era to the present like King Yanfu, and walked out in shock and anger.

His eyes fixed on the old man Juntian, and he quickly came to a conclusion.

"It's Juntian that's right!"

"The smell on his body, even if it takes another [-] million years, I will never forget it!"

"Ah, Juntian!"

"You actually stayed in the Yin-Yang universe all the time!"

"Ah, take my life!"

Chapter 494 Juntian Change, Lynch's Million Army 1

Someone roared.

After confirming the eyes, it is indeed Juntian.

So the anger and hatred accumulated for countless years erupted in an instant.

If someone strikes out with hatred, they have to ignore 21 and kill the old man Juntian in front of him into scum.

But the Emperor Abandoned Heaven stretched out his hand to block it.

"Don't rush to kill him yet!"

"It's rare for him to throw himself into a trap, we must not be arrogant."

"Fellow daoists, don't forget that the law of Tianxin is still in his hands."

Emperor Qitian spoke loudly, and grabbed the old man Juntian in front of him.

"Juntian Taoist, no, I should call you Juntian old man."

"You should be just an incarnation left in the Yin-Yang universe by the real Taoist Juntian."

"The crimes committed by Taoist Juntian actually have little to do with you."

"As long as you are willing to hand over the law of Tianxin, help me and fellow Taoists resolve his curse."

"Then I can assure you on behalf of fellow Taoists."

"Give you a chance to live."

"It's not impossible to even let you become the guest and replace the real Taoist Juntian."

"Others don't know how good I am."

"You who have the law of Tianxin should be able to know my position in the universe of Tianxian."

"With me as a guarantor, I just wait until the chaos in this Yin-Yang universe is resolved."

"It's not a problem to ask a few celestial beings to chase and kill Taoist Juntian in the heavens and myriad realms!"

Emperor Qitian coerced and lured him, trying to get the whereabouts of Tianxin Law from the old Juntian in front of him.

The old man Juntian sneered when he heard this, and found that he was able to speak.

He laughed without hesitation.

"You are just an incarnation, how can you have the confidence to talk to me!"

"It's better to quickly call Lynch out."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being unpredictable!"

"Ma De, dare to speak hard when you are about to die!"

Young Master Wu Shuang drew his sword in his hand, and said angrily, "Give him to me, I have ten thousand ways to pry his mouth open, and let him tell the truth!"

Hearing Mr. Wushuang's threat, Jun Tian was even more disdainful.

Among the nine spirits under Lin Qi's command, the Emperor of Heaven abandoned his wisdom, and the son of Wushuang was brave, no, it was reckless.

Facing the wise Qitian Emperor, he was still a little bit afraid.

But Mr. Wushuang, a reckless man, deserves to talk to him? !

Old Man Juntian made no secret of his contempt for Young Master Wushuang, and once again spoke out against Emperor Qitian.

"You let Lynch come out and talk to me."

"I came here this time to negotiate with him."

"As long as he is willing to obediently leave the Yin-Yang Universe."

"This seat can exempt him from the curse of him and me, and everyone will not violate the river water in the future."

"But if he doesn't agree, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

When these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"what?"

"Juntian actually came to negotiate with Lynch?"

"Could it be that there is some ulterior transaction between them?!"

"Damn it, quickly hand over Jun Tian!"

Someone roared and was easily incited by the old man Juntian's words, and really felt that Lin Qi and the old man Juntian had an ulterior PY deal.

Immediately make a move to snatch the old man Juntian from the hand of Emperor Qitian.

King Yan Fu took the lead and shouted angrily.

"It's unreasonable. I trust you, so I helped you contact many fellow Taoists."

"In the end, you wanted to leave everyone alone and make a deal with Juntian, that bastard!"

"A wolf-hearted thing, this king misjudged you!"

"My lord, don't make trouble, don't fall into his tricks!"

Emperor Qitian's face changed drastically, and he no longer cared about the old man Juntian in his hand.

Hurry up to greet Mr. Wushuang to block the crowd.

Master Wushuang was in a hurry and shouted loudly.

"Stop it all!"

"Damn it, you believe everything they say!"

"Grass, Yan Fu, you are fucking serious!"

"Qitian Emperor, take care of your mother-in-law, I've lost my face!"

"Made!"

"It's really hit by Juntian's bullshit, what a bunch of mobs who can't help themselves!"

"Nimma, this young master fought back! This young master really fought back!"

Mr. Wushuang was overwhelmed by the crowd, at a loss, and finally couldn't help but slashed wildly with his sword.

At this moment, the whole venue was in complete chaos.

Emperor Qitian couldn't control the scene anymore, so he could only shout Lynch.

The next second, Lynch woke up from his deep sleep, witnessed the chaotic scene in front of him, and killed decisively.

Without saying a word, he directly pointed at the old man Juntian among the crowd.

As soon as he pointed out, he turned his head confidently, and his voice was like thunder.

"I have killed Juntian."

"Fellow daoists, don't be fooled by his words again."

"It is absolutely impossible for me to reach any deal with Juntian!"

As the words fell, the old man Juntian only felt a pain between his brows.

In the next second, he involuntarily left Dream Bubble.

He looked around and found that it was the top of the mountain where he was sitting cross-legged, his gaze suddenly turned cold.

"Lynch, really shameless."

"I really thought I was afraid that you would fail!"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to get up and launch his ultimate move.

But suddenly, a stream of fire burst out from between his brows, and in an instant, it devoured his whole body, and was wiped out on the spot!

"Ah. Kill me too!"

……

After a scream.

In the world of another plane, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was dressed in ragged clothes and had horns on his head. He turned out to be a half-demon.

He clutched his forehead, his originally numb eyes were now full of vicissitudes.

The temperament and look revealed in his eyes is obviously the old man Juntian who was beheaded by Lynch.

He surveyed the surrounding environment a little, closed his eyes and skillfully digested the short-term memory of this body.

They are all precarious, suffering memories of struggling to survive on the line of food and clothing.