The Little Master Was Dug Out at the Beginning, and a Hundred Thousand Rebels Were Reduced to Ashes.

[Big heroine + invincible flow + seniority flow + high face slap + immortal cultivator portrait + funny dihua] The largest sect in the world of cultivation is facing the tragedy of annihilation. The current leader tearfully digs out the forbidden area in the back mountain and invites the legendary ancestor of the Zhen sect who can destroy the world. The coffin board was opened, and inside lay a sickly five-year-old baby boy holding a jade pillow and having severe sleepiness. The rebels from all walks of life burst into laughter and drew their swords to eradicate the enemy. The little girl yawned, threw a pillow casually, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder struck out of thin air, chopping a hundred thousand rebels into charcoal. The contemporary sword master knelt down on his knees: "Unfilial disciple, disturbing the master's Qingmeng!" Everyone in the world thought that Taishangzong was crazy and regarded a five-year-old mortal as their ancestor. Until the ancient secret realm opened, those aloof saints and saints were ready to trample her under their feet as cannon fodder; But they discovered in despair that the sacred beast they were so proud of was only suitable for this ancestor to pull a cart; The magical weapon they had been asking for was used by her to bake sweet potatoes! Ji Wuyou sighed: "I just want to have a good sleep, why are you lining up to die?"