Chapter 3227 We Have Evidence
Chapter 3227 We Have Evidence
Chapter 3227 We Have Evidence
Xiaobai, Xiaoxuan, and Suzaku sacrificed the Emperor Sword at the same time, staring at this rude man with anger on their brows.
Zhong Liquan snorted at them and said, "Xiaowa, don't hide under this barrier to be a hero, come out and fight if you have the ability!"
"you wanna die!"
The little Qilin raised his hand and was about to go out, but was held back by Suzaku, and quickly persuaded, "Brother, this person is obviously trying to provoke you. We are protected by Zhou Tian Xingdou's mountain guards, so they can't get in."
Xiaoxuan echoed, "This bald thief is obviously provoking you, we will be fooled by him when we go out."
Although the five of them have already beheaded their corpses now, they did passively behead them with the Five Emperors Sword, which is equivalent to beheading them with five elders in the past.
Their physical cultivation base can compete with the immortals, but these eight immortals are the top of the immortals.
Without Xiaoqing, there is no guarantee that they will win.
The little Qilin calmed down, and hummed softly with the eight people, "If you have the ability, please come in and fight!"
"Little baby, the world is so big that you can't even imagine it. Don't you think you can stop us with this Zhou Tian Xing Dou array that you imitated?"
Zhong Liquan shook his cattail fan and laughed arrogantly.
The little Qilin stopped and said, "Since Shangxian has a solution, let's come in and talk about it."
Zhong Liquan raised his hand and scolded, "Okay, today I will let you, a little kid, see what is the real Taoism!"
He waved to him behind him, "Please help Daoist Brother Baimei!"
A white shadow flashed out of the void, and an old man with white long eyebrows stood beside Zhong Liquan.
His body is like a long sword, with a straight edge.
He was full of pride, staring down as cold as frost, took out a spell in his hand, and sang lightly, "At the beginning, the Emperor Dong used the principle of the operation of the stars in the sky to comprehend the big formation of the Zhoutian Star Dou. Although there were only a few formation flags, but It can lay down an array full of stars moving in the sky. It can not be said that it is ancient and shining, and it is the ultimate in the array. But the way of heaven is impermanent, who dares to call the world invincible. Above the saint, there is Hongjun. Above Hongjun, there is the sky beyond the sky .A Zhoutian star formation really can't stop us today."
The little unicorn stared at the talisman paper in his hand, the sea of gods shook, and he felt the coercion of the saint all over the sky.
Suzaku whispered from the side, "Could this old man be the white-browed real person from Mount Shu?"
Xiaoxuan asked depressedly, "Why did he get mixed up with the Eight Immortals?"
The little unicorn yelled directly, "Reverend Baimei, you are also the ancestor of Maoshan anyway, why are you willing to be a dog after following the Eight Immortals?"
Baimei's complexion changed, and he said, "Presumptuous, this old man and the Eight Immortals have been friends for many years. Why don't I help them when they have something to do? Besides, you have a disciple on Liangshan Island who has a big grudge against me. What happened today, this old man also wanted to seek revenge. Come!"
"Who are you talking about?"
Little Qilin couldn't remember what conflict they had with Shushan.
When he was in the human world, his father had a friendly exchange with the disciples of Shushan, and almost failed to get some beautiful female disciples of Shushan back to them to be their mistresses.
The white-browed real person raised his hand and struck out a bronze mirror. When he touched it, the bronze mirror immediately emitted a mysterious light, illuminating a person's appearance.
This person's face was shrouded in a white mist, probably only one figure could be seen clearly, about fourteen or five years old for ordinary people.
She competed with a thin female nun, and she slapped the nun with a black complexion and fell to the ground.
This little unicorn, a female cultivator, they had seen in the lower realm, was none other than Shushan disciple Li Yingqiong.
Master Baimei scolded, "Can you see clearly?"
The little Qilin nodded four times, "I see clearly, I don't know what the white-browed Taoist priest means?"
Bai Meizheng shouted angrily, "Don't you see that the person who hurt my disciple is your disciple from Liangshan Island?"
This picture quality?
this pixel?
Just kidding?
The little Qilin said depressedly, "Can the Taoist priest see it clearly?"
"That girl is protected by secret treasures, but it can isolate the secrets of the sky. My Haotian Mirror can only see roughly."
Baimei Zhenren admitted that the picture quality on this is really a bit weak.
But he said affirmatively to the little Qilin, "Don't make any more excuses. The one who competed with my disciple was Song Yuchan from Liangshan Island. She injured my disciple with poison. If it weren't for the help of the Eight Immortals, my disciple would have died a long time ago It turned into rotten water. Tell me, do you have any enmity with the poor?"
The little unicorn retorted, "Based on your figure on the mirror, we can't judge that our disciples did it. Even if our disciples did it, since it is a competition, there must be casualties. If your disciple kills my disciple, then So what? Is it possible that our master is going to seek revenge on you Shushan?"
In his words, he secretly ridiculed the white-browed real person for bullying the young and disrespecting the old.
How could Master Baimei fail to hear it, and he scolded the little unicorn, "Little baby, don't talk nonsense, the enmity of old people is only second. Look at the good things your disciples have done in the Palace of Eight Immortals."
He pointed at the Haotian mirror, and a picture floated on it again.
This picture is still a virtual image. First, the gate of the Eight Immortals Palace was broken, and the door guard was taken.
Then they ransacked the Palace of Eight Immortals, took away Lao Ao from the Palace of Eight Immortals, and went to the elixir room to loot all the elixirs in it.
There are hundreds of gourds in this bookcase full of pills.
Not ten thousand, but five thousand.
Little Qilin raised his eyebrows for a while, thinking that this little junior sister is really capable of tossing around.
This matter, let alone the Eight Immortals, if it happened to him, he would be in a hurry.
Fortunately, there is a treasure on Song Yuchan's body that obscures the sky, and her face cannot be seen clearly on the Haotian mirror.
Of course, the little Qilin couldn't admit it, and shouted with Baimei Zhenren, "Shenzhen, this picture can't explain anything, you can't even see the figure, you must be my disciples, do you really think our Yin Yang sect is easy to bully?"
Master Baimei snorted softly, "It's okay if you don't admit it, we have plenty of evidence. This little baby of yours should never, never should have taken away the door beast Jiaotu and Guichi Laoao from the Palace of Eight Immortals. Both things have the imprint of the Eight Immortals Palace on their bodies. As long as the Eight Immortals friends move their minds, they will come out obediently."
"exactly!"
Zhong Liquan sneered with his big belly, "We won't bully you if you arrest people and seize stolen goods. I will recite the spell and let those two beasts speak!"
He raised his sword finger and moved the corner of his mouth.
The two divine beasts that were originally hidden on Song Yuchan's body suddenly rolled violently in the Qiankun bag, screaming in horror, "It's over, it's over, the master is here, the master is here."
Song Yuchan was completely immersed in the runes of comprehending the profound meaning of thunder and lightning, and ignored them.
Zhong Liquan of the Eight Immortals raised his hand and yelled, "You beast, come here!"
These two divine beasts burst out of the Qiankun bag at the same time with a blue light, flew into the air and appeared in front of everyone.
A clam body with a dragon's head and an old Ao's appearance knelt with Zhong Liquan in the air and begged for mercy, "Master, calm down, master. This matter is entirely our fault and has nothing to do with others. Please don't implicate others."
The talking Lao Ao looked as if he wanted to die.
Jiaotu huddled his head in the clamshell, and shouted timidly, "Don't care about my business, don't care about my business, I'm just a janitor!"
(End of this chapter)
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