Meng Chen looked at Sikong Jun, who was suddenly relieved, and frowned slightly.
When a seed of revenge is planted deep in a person's heart, it will slowly begin to take root and sprout.
In the end, the seed turned into a towering tree that could burst a person's body.
This is what Sikong Jun is like now.
The obsession is too deep...
Meng Chen sighed in his heart, but aren't Chinese warriors and human warriors the same?
After thousands of years of war, the seeds of hatred have long been planted in everyone's heart.
Meng Chen held a scroll in his hand and said with a smile, "Wu Shi, stop staring blankly. Zimo is doomed this time. If you don't produce these things according to Wang Jing's conditions, I'll have to build a pagoda for Zimo."
Meng Chen understood Wang Jing's character. As long as he could say it, he could definitely do it!
Dare to kill, dare to fight, this is the style of Chinese warriors!
And Wang Jing's lawless character means he won't be afraid of any enemy!
From July to now in the new year, who has Wang Jing been afraid of?
Thinking of this, Meng Chen secretly glanced at the time on his watch.
January 8, 3020 in the Two Worlds Calendar.
Time flies so fast...
Meng Chen shook his head slightly. He was afraid that even Wang Jing himself didn't know that the new year had arrived in the blink of an eye.
Warriors are always on the battlefield and only care about intelligence. They rarely care about things like festivals.
The true God of Buddhism remains silent.
But Meng Chen also knew that the other party was contacting someone in Buddhism who could make the decision.
After a moment, Wu Shi said, "I can give it to you, but you must release Zi Mo first, and don't harm his spiritual clone."
"So much shit."
Wang Jing sneered, "If you give me something, I'll naturally let him go. You expect me to let him go without giving you anything? Is this the rule set by your family?"
Wang Jing suspected that this true god named Wushi was not very smart.
He was asked to release the person without giving anything?
Wang Jing became ruthless and stabbed Zi Mo's spiritual clone several times with his sword, causing the guy to scream.
"ah!"
Hearing Zimo's screams, Wu Shi shouted coldly, "Heavenly King, are you going to go back on your word?"
"Then why don't you bring something here!"
Wang Jing said impatiently, "It was this idiot who provoked me first, and then I captured him. How dare you, a mere True God, question me? Are you tired of living?"
“…”
Ye Xuanbei and his companions were stunned on the spot.
A junior True King said to a peak True God...You are just a True God?
Wang Jing's words really refreshed their understanding of the true God.
Is the True God now inferior to the True King?
Wu Shi's expression turned cold, and he said, "Heavenly King, you are only a True King!"
He was reminding Wang Jing of his identity!
Even a true king cannot defy the true God!
"Meng Chen, kill him!"
Wang Jing shouted, "Fuck it! A piece of trash dares to yell at me! Kill him immediately and declare war on the Buddhist sect. I don't want anything anymore. I'll go to the Buddhist sect and chop down that Bodhi tree!"
After a while, Wang Jing became annoyed.
He doesn't want the Bodhi seeds and the thousand-year-old ice lotus anymore, so he wants to kill Zi Mo now!
Wu Shi sneered, "Does Meng Chen dare?"
It’s bad enough that Wang Jing doesn’t understand the situation, but how could Meng Chen not understand?
"well……"
Meng Chen sighed and stepped out. Pieces of white paper floated out and locked in the void.
"Wu Shi, let's have a discussion."
A calm voice came, and Wu Shi's eyes widened.
Meng Chen, actually listened to the words of a true king?
"Sikong Jun, I'll give you my spiritual clone!" Wang Jing shouted.
Sikong Jun, who originally had a smile on his face, suddenly burst out with murderous intent the next moment!
Wang Jing opened the first-floor door of the Nine Dragon Tower, slashed Zi Mo's spiritual clone with the Tianwu Sword, and then threw the spiritual clone out.
"King of heaven, wait!"
An anxious shout was heard, the void shattered, and a giant hand reached out and grabbed Zimo's spiritual clone.
"kill!"
Sikong Jun roared angrily and chopped with his knife!
The thunder was violent, wind and thunder suddenly appeared, Sikong Jun burned his blood and energy, splitting the void!
The true god of the Thunder God Cult's face changed, he reached out and grabbed Sikong Jun, and retreated quickly.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
At Sikong Jun's original position, several terrifying forces suddenly erupted.
If Sikong Jun was still there just now, he would have been killed by the emperor-level power!
"Zhang Zhenshou, the emperor has taken action!" Wang Jing roared.
"Buddhist sect, you dare to break the rules? Stay!"
With a loud shout, a sword beam shot out from the second floor of the Nine Dragon Tower, sealing off that space and making it impossible for the emperor of Buddhism to escape.
"Let the war begin!"
Without saying a word, Wang Jing swung his sword at a monk!
Damn it, never mind, let’s just kill one first!
Wang Jing was impatient and a little angry. They had been fighting with the Buddhist sect for so long, but no blood cloud had appeared yet?
Is this his style?
Seeing this, Sikong Jun struggled desperately and wanted to go up and fight too.
Even if I can't kill Zimo, I can kill a few bald donkeys!
"Behave yourself!"
The Thunder God Sect's True God shouted in a deep voice, "If you go up now, something terrible will definitely happen! The Buddhist sect won't care about what happened before, nor dare to care... But if you kill the Buddhist sect's True King now, even the Emperor won't be able to protect you later!"
Sikong Jun gritted his teeth and said, "Let me kill Zimo. As long as you kill him, I am willing to pay with my own life!"
"stupid!"
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