The Bitter Evil Corpse, Zixiao Preaches the Dao

"Daoist friend~ Need the Zhu Xian Sword Formation to help?"

Tongtian of the Prehistoric World grinned, looking just like a lecherous old man...

It was over... The image of Sect Master Tongtian was completely ruined...

He had been completely led astray by this Chen Tian bastard!!

"You..." Evil Corpse Hongjun glared resentfully at the Six Saints of the Investiture of the Gods World, but they showed no fear at all! After all, this bastard wanted to destroy their world!

Where would they go then? Forget about advancing their realms—even staying alive would be difficult, alright?

Chen Tian once said: obstructing someone's cultivation was like killing their parents, digging up their ancestors' graves, spitting on them, and humiliating them by saying, "You're so damn poor!" Could anyone endure such treatment?

"Third Brother, stop wasting time! Attack! Tear him apart!!" Yuanshi of the Prehistoric World pulled out the Pangu Banner without hesitation, along with a sword Chen Tian had given him. It was also an Innate Supreme Treasure!!

"Alright!!" Tongtian grinned and pulled out the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, along with a brush-shaped Innate Supreme Treasure!

Taiqing at the back said nothing and silently brought out the Taiji Diagram and a huge hammer...

He seemed to have heard Chen Tian say that if a man wanted to be a real man, he had to use a hammer to hit people! As the ancients said: when fighting, use a hammer; swing it at the head; after hitting once, hit again; keep hitting until they die; hit them straight on!!

Old Master Lu: Don't say it—I know! I'm the one who said that!! Is that alright??

Afterward, the Six Saints of the Investiture of the Gods World stared blankly at the Six Saints of the Prehistoric World. Damn it... Was this really a