Prehistoric: The fake Emperor of Heaven was fired by the Queen Mother of Yaochi

Ma Yuan looked at the dim and cracked Feng Tianzhu in front of him in disbelief.

Obviously when the person handed this thing over to him, he said that not even a quasi-sage could break the seal of this Dzi Bead.

"Who is the you you just mentioned?"

Zhang Boren raised his brows, with a look of interest in his eyes.

The raised fist also stopped.

"Varied.. What about you, I never said, Haotian, you dare to hurt my bone claws, you deserve to die!"

Ma Yuan's eyes flashed, and he endured the stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his eyes turned red.

This is the East China Sea, the territory of Jiejiao. He didn't believe that Zhang Boren dared to kill him.

After all, the leader of Tongtian Cult was watching from Jin'ao Island.!

"Okay, I’ll give you a ride!"

Zhang Boren's eyes showed a smile of success. You fool, you dare to lie in front of a saint.

Zhang Boren spread his hands, purple thunder light beating in the palms.

Ma Yuan was instantly frightened. He didn't expect that Zhang Boren actually dared to take action.

For a moment, asked timidly

"You, what do you want to do!"

"It’s nothing. As an uncle, it’s reasonable to use the power of thunder to wash away your evil spirits!"

Zhang Boren didn't wait for Ma Yuan to react, and moved his hands up and down, closing them in the middle.

In an instant, purple thunder light shone, wrapping Ma Yuan.

The beating thunder and lightning exploded on Ma Yuan, and the power of thunder poured into Ma Yuan's body.

"Uh-huh, stop it!"

Ma Yuan let out a painful cry, and the blood evil and resentment accumulated in his body was melted by the thunder. The cultivation and Taoism accumulated due to evil methods, tempered by the thunder, melted quickly like the spring snow under the Haoyang.

A touch of Xuanmen Dafa breath A very different aura was emitted.

However, the aura was very weak and could not survive the thunder for more than half a breath before being destroyed.

But this short period of time was enough for the saint to notice something strange.

Suddenly, half of Qingping, who had already pulled out half of the Qingping The sword was slowly inserted back again

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Duobao frowned. It was obvious that Zhang Bairen was torturing Ma Yuan.

Although the evil way is not the right way, Jiejiao emphasizes that everything has a chance of survival.

If Ma Yuan can see through the mystery of the evil way and embark on the right path again, It is also a path.

Now it seems that Zhang Bairen is doing good for Ma Yuan and erasing the flaws accumulated by evil methods in his body.

But it has completely blocked Ma Yuan's future path.

If he continues, Ma Yuan's foundation will be destroyed. Pierced by thunder, he became a useless person from then on

"Haha, I didn’t expect there would be an unexpected gain!"

Zhang Bairen smiled slightly, and lightning flashed in his eyes.

Infinite thunder wrapped the soft bone claws behind Ma Yuan's head, and the purple thunder continued to bombard.

The blazing high temperature gradually melted the bone claws.

A golden light came from the bone claws It was transmitted through, this time even Duobao saw it

"What kind of power is that, and why is it so different from my Xuanmen magic power?"

The golden light contained a peaceful atmosphere.

But Duobao had never seen this kind of power before, and he was sure that there was no trace of the Jiejiao technique in it.

"The golden light of the relics, it seems that Ma Yuan's identity is not simple!"

Tongtian Cult Master's eyes are deep. He has always known that the disciples within him are mixed, good and bad.

But Tongtian Cult Master has never thought that his disciples will be traitors.

"Relics?"

Duobao looked puzzled and looked at Master Tongtian in confusion.

The ancient west was very barren due to the death of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Therefore, even if the Eastern monks traveled out, very few went to the west.

Duobao did not understand the origin of the relics. , and it is natural

"Relics, that is a technique created by two Taoist friends from the West.

It is formed by condensing the incense and aspiration of humanity as firewood and the thoughts of one's own soul as the core."

Tongtian Cult Master suddenly showed a smile. He seemed to have a reason and took out his sword against the west.

Click!

A sound of bone fragments breaking came, and a golden relic the size of an orange slowly emerged.

Zhang Bairen raised the corner of his mouth and immediately Yuan Ze's face was ashen.

He knew that he was finished!

Jie Jiao didn't care whether you did many evil things or acted wantonly.

But there was only one thing that all Jie Jiao disciples could not tolerate.

That was apostasy!

Jie Jiao disciples always put loyalty first. , apostasy is an insult to the morality in their hearts.

Therefore, even if Zhang Boren kills him now, the Jiejiao disciples will only clap their hands and applaud.

"It seems that your amulet can no longer be used!"

The thunder surged in Zhang Boren's hand, turned into a thunder gun, and aimed at Ma Yuan's heart.

The spiritual sense in Ma Yuan's heart was frantically warning, and his liver and gallbladder suddenly burst.

The desire for life instantly occupied Ma Yuan's mind.

"Teacher, save me!"

A shout came out, Zhang Boren sneered, and dropped the thunder gun without hesitation.

The thunder gun penetrated Ma Yuan's body, and the power of thunder penetrated into the inner organs, tearing apart the soul.

"Ah, teacher, help me, I am your disciple too!"

Amidst Ma Yuan's miserable howl, a piece of green lotus leaf floated out from the void.

Suddenly, the thunder on Ma Yuan's body was instantly extinguished, and the original dilapidated body was repaired.

Only the broken soul that had been thought about by the thunder and lightning, It still remained the same.

But Ma Yuan's eyes lit up because he knew that the leader of Tongtian still took action.

"Senior brother, what else is this kind of traitor doing?"

Zhang Bairen put one hand behind his back and shook his head slightly. Master Tongtian is easy to be emotional.

Master Tongtian's face was full of complex colors and he sighed.

"He is always my disciple!"