Jie Yin actually cried!

The powerful people were all confused. The last time they saw Jie Yin crying, they were still competing for seats in Zixiao Palace. It was a long time that they had been separated by countless yuan.

As for it?

The last time I cried was at least to compete for the throne. Isn’t this just a conspiracy that has not yet entered the implementation stage? Thinking from the perspective of others and admitting it upright, what’s there to cry?

At worst, you can go to the chaos to fight!

What's more, you are a saint with a thicker face than the earth's crust, a moral landslide performer, and a trampler of conscience, why do you cry so easily? Is it... to win the mercy of Yuanshi Tianzun?

The powerful people who thought of this were slightly stunned. They realized that this was not impossible, but was it useful to just cry? If crying was useful, what would you do with magic weapons, magic and Taoist practices?

Crack!

Yuanshi Tianzun made strange noises in his clenched fists, but his expression was calm and the emotions in his eyes were seeping into the depths without leaving any trace on his face.

The powerful men knew that he was angry but could not see any clues, and they felt even more heartbroken. As of this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't say a word, but the atmosphere around them was so solemn that it made people dare not breathe.

The ancestor of the Styx murmured: "Juqing Saint has just finished talking to Zhunti. Zhunti probably didn't say that they created Buddhism, otherwise the Yuqing Saint would not have reacted."

On the other side, Di Jiang murmured in a low voice: "Last time, the leader of Tongtian sected with the Yuqing Saint in an internal conflict with the Yuqing Saint because of something that had not happened yet, and he beat Lu Chen in Kunlun Mountain. This time, the evidence of Zhunti and Guiyin fooling the Yuqing Saint is conclusive. Will he fight Lu Chen in the West?"

The ancestor of the Styx spoke to cover up his voice, but Di Jiang had forgotten carelessly, and the voice drifted into the ears of all the mighty and saints present.

Nuwa nodded in slightest observation.

Zhunti's heart trembled, thinking that this was caused by Guigui, so don't implicate the entire West! Guigui is not honest, but he still wants to realize his ambition to revitalize the West!

The atmosphere in the former residence of the Master Wusheng Taoist is becoming more and more depressing, and sentient beings in the prehistoric world have come back to their senses and discussed it.

"After living for a long time, you can see anything. The Western saint actually created a Buddhist temple to dig out the corners of the saints in Yuqing!"

"I am really a Western saint, I am so good at tidying up!"

"The Heavenly Monument of Creation even knows the secrets of the saints, and dares to expose them to the entire prehistoric world. It really does not disappoint all living beings!"

"I have never seen such a bad face from Saint Yuqing. Even when Saint Shangqing beat Kunlun Mountain to Lu Shen before, Saint Yuqing's face looked a little better than it is now."

"Is that right? Then there will be a good show next!"

As the saying goes, the storm is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. At this moment, all living beings in the prehistoric world are talking about Buddhism, Western saints and Yuanshi Tianzun. Their voices fill the world like wind, indicating a violent storm.

Jie Yin actually cried!

The powerful people were all confused. The last time they saw Jie Yin crying, they were still competing for seats in Zixiao Palace. It was a long time that they had been separated by countless yuan.

As for it?

The last time I cried was at least to compete for the throne. Isn’t this just a conspiracy that has not yet entered the implementation stage? Thinking from the perspective of others and admitting it upright, what’s there to cry?

At worst, you can go to the chaos to fight!

What's more, you are a saint with a thicker face than the earth's crust, a moral landslide performer, and a trampler of conscience, why do you cry so easily? Is it... to win the mercy of Yuanshi Tianzun?

The powerful people who thought of this were slightly stunned. They realized that this was not impossible, but was it useful to just cry? If crying was useful, what would you do with magic weapons, magic and Taoist practices?

Crack!

Yuanshi Tianzun made strange noises in his clenched fists, but his expression was calm and the emotions in his eyes were seeping into the depths without leaving any trace on his face.

The powerful men knew that he was angry but could not see any clues, and they felt even more heartbroken. As of this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't say a word, but the atmosphere around them was so solemn that it made people dare not breathe.

The ancestor of the Styx murmured: "Juqing Saint has just finished talking to Zhunti. Zhunti probably didn't say that they created Buddhism, otherwise the Yuqing Saint would not have reacted."

On the other side, Di Jiang murmured in a low voice: "Last time, the leader of Tongtian sected with the Yuqing Saint in an internal conflict with the Yuqing Saint because of something that had not happened yet, and he beat Lu Chen in Kunlun Mountain. This time, the evidence of Zhunti and Guiyin fooling the Yuqing Saint is conclusive. Will he fight Lu Chen in the West?"

The ancestor of the Styx spoke to cover up his voice, but Di Jiang had forgotten carelessly, and the voice drifted into the ears of all the mighty and saints present.

Nuwa nodded in slightest observation.

Zhunti's heart trembled, thinking that this was caused by Guigui, so don't implicate the entire West! Guigui is not honest, but he still wants to realize his ambition to revitalize the West!

The atmosphere in the former residence of the Master Wusheng Taoist is becoming more and more depressing, and sentient beings in the prehistoric world have come back to their senses and discussed it.

"After living for a long time, you can see anything. The Western saint actually created a Buddhist temple to dig out the corners of the saints in Yuqing!"

"I am really a Western saint, I am so good at tidying up!"

"The Heavenly Monument of Creation even knows the secrets of the saints, and dares to expose them to the entire prehistoric world. It really does not disappoint all living beings!"

"I have never seen such a bad face from Saint Yuqing. Even when Saint Shangqing beat Kunlun Mountain to Lu Shen before, Saint Yuqing's face looked a little better than it is now."

"Is that right? Then there will be a good show next!"

As the saying goes, the storm is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. At this moment, all living beings in the prehistoric world are talking about Buddhism, Western saints and Yuanshi Tianzun. Their voices fill the world like wind, indicating a violent storm.

Jie Yin actually cried!

The powerful people were all confused. The last time they saw Jie Yin crying, they were still competing for seats in Zixiao Palace. It was a long time that they had been separated by countless yuan.

As for it?

The last time I cried was at least to compete for the throne. Isn’t this just a conspiracy that has not yet entered the implementation stage? Thinking from the perspective of others and admitting it upright, what’s there to cry?

At worst, you can go to the chaos to fight!

What's more, you are a saint with a thicker face than the earth's crust, a moral landslide performer, and a trampler of conscience, why do you cry so easily? Is it... to win the mercy of Yuanshi Tianzun?

The powerful people who thought of this were slightly stunned. They realized that this was not impossible, but was it useful to just cry? If crying was useful, what would you do with magic weapons, magic and Taoist practices?

Crack!

Yuanshi Tianzun made strange noises in his clenched fists, but his expression was calm and the emotions in his eyes were seeping into the depths without leaving any trace on his face.

The powerful men knew that he was angry but could not see any clues, and they felt even more heartbroken. As of this moment, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't say a word, but the atmosphere around them was so solemn that it made people dare not breathe.

The ancestor of the Styx murmured: "Juqing Saint has just finished talking to Zhunti. Zhunti probably didn't say that they created Buddhism, otherwise the Yuqing Saint would not have reacted."

On the other side, Di Jiang murmured in a low voice: "Last time, the leader of Tongtian sected with the Yuqing Saint in an internal conflict with the Yuqing Saint because of something that had not happened yet, and he beat Lu Chen in Kunlun Mountain. This time, the evidence of Zhunti and Guiyin fooling the Yuqing Saint is conclusive. Will he fight Lu Chen in the West?"

The ancestor of the Styx spoke to cover up his voice, but Di Jiang had forgotten carelessly, and the voice drifted into the ears of all the mighty and saints present.

Nuwa nodded in slightest observation.

Zhunti's heart trembled, thinking that this was caused by Guigui, so don't implicate the entire West! Guigui is not honest, but he still wants to realize his ambition to revitalize the West!

The atmosphere in the former residence of the Master Wusheng Taoist is becoming more and more depressing, and sentient beings in the prehistoric world have come back to their senses and discussed it.

"After living for a long time, you can see anything. The Western saint actually created a Buddhist temple to dig out the corners of the saints in Yuqing!"

"I am really a Western saint, I am so good at tidying up!"

"The Heavenly Monument of Creation even knows the secrets of the saints, and dares to expose them to the entire prehistoric world. It really does not disappoint all living beings!"

"I have never seen such a bad face from Saint Yuqing. Even when Saint Shangqing beat Kunlun Mountain to Lu Shen before, Saint Yuqing's face looked a little better than it is now."

"Is that right? Then there will be a good show next!"

As the saying goes, the storm is about to come, and the wind is filling the building. At this moment, all living beings in the prehistoric world are talking about Buddhism, Western saints and Yuanshi Tianzun. Their voices fill the world like wind, indicating a violent storm.
Chapter completed!