Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

So he was quite clear about Wu Shen's horror.

The sages continued to suffer in front of Wu Shen.

Facing Wu Shen, Fu Yuan Xianweng had no intention of resisting.

Anyway, as long as you don't kill yourself.

Fu Yuan Xianweng is willing to do anything.

Can't resist.

It's better to admit cowardly honestly.

Wu Shen sneered.

"Apologize? How are you going to apologize?"

Immortal Fu Yuan gritted his teeth.

Take out three treasures.

One mid-grade congenital treasure and two top-grade acquired spiritual treasures.

In the situation where most of Honghuang's treasures were looted by Wu Shen.

Can have this baby.

Fu Yuan Xianweng is already quite rich.

"These are all used to make amends, can you buy the poor monk's life?"

Wu Shen raised his eyebrows.

Ah.

This old bastard really knows the times.

He waved to Longji.

Long Ji immediately stepped forward and came to the side.

Wu Shen smiled slightly.

"You keep the things. Whether you want to keep him alive or not is up to you to decide."

Longji is extremely intelligent.

Instantly understood.

I really want to plan to take the life of Immortal Fu Yuan.

It is impossible for the holy patriarch to let me decide.

"Patriarch Saint, I accept the apology from Immortal Fu Yuan, and I don't plan to pursue it."

Wu Shen nodded.

Give the three treasures to Longji.

"Okay, go and play by yourself."

Long Ji accepted the baby obediently and withdrew.

Fu Yuan Xianweng heaved a sigh of relief.

Stand up.

A full sleeve.

With an apologetic smile all over his face.

"Wu Sheng, can the poor monk go?"

Wu Shen smiled playfully.

"can."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan Xianweng finally relaxed completely.

Although Wu Sheng was cruel, he always kept his word.

Poor monk, don't worry about it now...

Fu Yuan Xianweng has not yet let go of his breath.

Yue Lao on the side jumped up.

"Wu Sheng, you have the ability to challenge the poor one-on-one."

"Pindao will let you know today, the integrity of my Western Sect disciples."

"Don't think that Immortal Fu Yuan is afraid of you, and the poor are also afraid of you."

Fu Yuan Xianweng's face was green at that time.

fog grass.

Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

"Fellow Daoist Yuehe, are you crazy?"

Yue Lao sneered.

"Fellow Daoist Fu Yuan, we cultivators have backbone."

"He, Wu Sheng, thought that with the power of the monster clan, he could subdue the poor. That is absolutely impossible."

"Poor Taoists can be killed, but not humiliated."

Chapter 263 Let You Know the Backbone of Western Teaching

Fu Yuan Xianweng finally knew what a pig teammate was.

He never expected it.

He gave up the only three treasures on hand to pay for his life.

In the end, it will be broken in Yuelao's hands.

Yue Lao Dao Yue Yue He.

It is a new quasi-sage cultivated by the Western religion in the time domain.

For these newly promoted powers.

Wu Shen is terrifying.

Just legend.

Because Wu Shen has been robbed since the Lich.

Never really made a move.

Occasionally a shot or two.

Either there is a saint around, or the target is dead.

The former will make the uninformed think that the credit lies with the saint.

The latter is naturally even less known to outsiders.

As such.

Wu Shen's fierce reputation is in the eyes of those newly promoted immortals.

It just doesn't live up to the name.

As a new quasi-sage and great power, Yuelao naturally didn't take Wu Shen seriously.

Yuelao's desperate speech immediately angered the six girls present.

The soft-tempered girls like Xi He and Yun Xiao all had fierce eyes.

Changxi, Bixiao, and Jiuying have fiery personalities.

It is even more murderous to target Yuelao directly.

As long as Wu Shen nods.

They immediately stepped forward and tore the old Yue who knew what to do.

Wu Shen didn't care at all.

Just smiled playfully.

"You want to challenge me?"

Yuelao's nostrils are facing the sky.

"Yes. Don't think that you let the Yaozu take down Pindao."

"The poor are afraid of you."

"You are nothing more than a Da Luo Jinxian, even if the Wu Clan's defense is strong."

"Also worthy of being arrogant in front of the poor?"

Fu Yuan Xianweng's heart fell directly to his eyes.

fog grass.

How did the Western religion teach such an idiot?

Did the poor monk take the wrong medicine before?

To work with this idiot.

It's over, it's over.

This time I will be killed by this idiot.

"Patriarch Wu Sheng, this has nothing to do with the poor."

Immortal Fu Yuan gritted his teeth.

Raise your hands and yell.

Without waiting for Wu Shen to answer.

Fu Yuan Xianweng stared at Yuelao.

"Yuehe, you want to die yourself, and the poor monk will not stop you."

"The poor monk will cut off your robe today."

Say it.

Just swipe.

Cut off the front hem from his official robe.

Throw it in front of Yue Lao.

Then he looked at Wu Shen pitifully.

"Patriarch Wu Sheng, the poor monk is really innocent."

Yue Lao gritted his teeth and cursed.

"What a talisman, so unbearable, your Buddhism is really unreliable."

"No wonder your sage snatched away the natal treasure."

These words pissed off Immortal Fu Yuan.

Zhunti Saint was robbed of the Qibao Miaoshu by Wu Shen.

This has become the Achilles heel of Buddhism.

Who wants to make a fuss about this.

That is to slap the whole of Buddhism in the face.

Immediately, Immortal Fu Yuan raised his hair on end.

"Yuehe, you dare to insult my Buddhism."

"The poor monk is incompatible with you."