I have enlightened all the devil fruits.

Chapter 135 Yang Jian breaks through the defense! Punish the Heavenly Official! The Saint appears!

After saying this, Lu Ming, still in his green shirt as before, looked at the famous Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun in front of him with a smile on his face.

But Yang Jian was stunned.

Just eight words, but they were like a spell, freezing Yang Jian in place with a dazed look on his face.

He kept muttering Lu Ming's eight words.

"Life is...long-lasting sorrow...water flows eastward..."

Yang Jian looked dazed, muttering to himself, but tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.

“Why…why…”

Yang Jian was at a loss. He didn't know what magic this sentence had that made him so miserable.

These eight words seemed... seemed like a sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing into Yang Jian's defenses and making a hole.

Countless past events, past events buried by Yang Jian.

This moment passed by one by one.

"Jirang...Jirang...take your sister away...you guys go quickly!"

"Second brother...even if Yanchang is a mortal...I still love him..."

"Uncle...you are my uncle? Why have I never heard my mother say that I have an uncle..."

"..."

pain!

Endless pain instantly surged into Yang Jian's heart!

Yang Jian suddenly covered his chest with his hands, feeling as if he was suffocating.

Suddenly, Lu Ming was standing behind him without him noticing.

The voice rose again.

"Once the pure and straightforward Erlang of the Yang family, now the cold-blooded and ruthless Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun..."

"Once upon a time, you, the top god..."

"With the body of a mere mortal, I brandished my weapons and fought with the gods... I chopped all the way from the South Gate of Heaven to the Thirty-three Heavens..."

Lu Ming glanced at Yang Jian coldly, then approached him and said quietly:

"But today, you stopped me here just to survive."

"Really..."

"The boy who slayed the dragon turned into a dragon..."

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed every time Lu Ming said something.

His breathing became more rapid.

"I didn't...I didn't live a life of shame!"

"It's the saint's order!"

"Yang Jian had no choice but to obey!"

Yang Jian turned his head and stared at Lu Ming fiercely.

His hands were shaking, but the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hands was making a buzzing sound.

"Ah..."

"What a saintly life!"

"Yang Jian!"

"I'm asking you, where is your dog!?" Lu Ming shouted coldly.

Yang Jian was stunned. He turned around and looked around, but he didn't see the Sky-Howling Dog following him.

Lu Ming put his hand on Yang Jian's shoulder and said jokingly:

"Isn't the dog right here?"

"You, Yang Jian... aren't you just the saint's dog!?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Bang-!

A blade flashed by

Yang Jian was extremely angry and roared at Lu Ming:

"Lu Ming!"

"Even if you become a saint, you cannot humiliate Yang Jian!"

"Hmph." Lu Ming snorted coldly and waved the whisk in his hand.

The soul was as strong as Taihang Mountain, and it instantly pressed down on Yang Jian. Even though he was proficient in the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he could hardly resist the power of Lu Ming's soul at this moment.

Yang Jian was pinned to the spot.

Lu Ming looked at Yang Jian and said quietly:

"Yang Jian, ah Yang Jian..."

"Have you ever heard..."

"All life is suffering, all thoughts are delusion;"

"To be annihilated without remainder, without any further existence."

"..."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

"I, Yang Jian, don't need a mere wild immortal like you to teach me a lesson!"

"you you...."

Yang Jian stared at Lu Ming in front of him fiercely with a crazy look.

Lu Ming sneered and waved his hand.

He increased his spiritual power again, and Yang Jian knelt in front of Lu Ming.

He looked at Yang Jian jokingly and said quietly:

"Yang Jian, oh Yang Jian, your mother doesn't consider you as her son..."

"Your sister doesn't consider you a brother..."

"Your nephew does not consider you his uncle..."

"You are a sinner who is despised by heaven and earth. What is the meaning of living in this world?"

"Yang Jian..."

"You...are the biggest joke in the world."

After saying this, Lu Ming walked towards the Heavenly Palace with a sneer, and his laughter echoed throughout the Heavenly Palace.

But at this moment, Yang Jian was still kneeling on the ground.

He looked crazy and painful at this time.

He wailed constantly and tears streamed down his face.

Every word and every sentence of Lu Ming

It was like a poke in his heart, stripping him of his last bit of dignity.

“Come back! Come back!!”

"Come back!!!"

"No! That's not the case! I am Yang Jian! I am the God of Justice in Heaven! The True Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao!!!"

"I'm not kidding! Lu Ming, come back here!!!"

"you come back!!!"

"Mother, little sister, Chenxiang..."

"I did all this for you..."

"Why...why...are you all going to abandon me!?"

"Why?!"

“Wuwuwu…Wuwuwu…Ahhhh!!!”

After a long time, Yang Jian gradually knelt on the ground, curled up his body, and wailed in pain.

Suddenly, Roaring Sky Dog came running from a distance.

It ran to Yang Jian and kept rubbing against him affectionately.

Yang Jian cried bitterly while holding Roaring Sky Dog, and no one knew what he was saying.

......

In the corner, Lu Ming sighed and left.

He originally wanted to capture Roaring Sky Dog to sacrifice to his three friends, the God of Plague, but seeing Yang Jian's appearance...

Ugh.

Lu Ming still couldn't bear it, so he released Roaring Sky Dog and walked towards the Heavenly Palace alone.

Suddenly, Lu Ming saw a familiar-looking immortal.

One of the Three Officials and Five Emperors, and the leader of the many immortal officials in heaven.

Heavenly official!

Tianguan stared at Lu Ming coldly, his eyes seemed to be full of murderous intent.

When Lu Ming saw the Heavenly Official, his first words were.

"Brother Zhong could have survived."

Lu Ming looked at the celestial official in front of him with a melancholy expression and sighed.

"Oh, a mere plague god, who has fallen into depravity and is willing to break the law for the sake of ordinary people..."

"Death is not a pity." Tianguan said with a defiant attitude.

"I knew it was you who did it." Lu Ming looked at the Tianguan in front of him, a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes.

Earlier, when Winter Plague Zhong Shigui was about to merge successfully, a bolt of lightning destroyed Zhong Shigui's life...

The person who took action was the Heavenly Official in front of him!

"Brother Zhong...you could have really survived..."

"But you... ruined his chance of survival..."

Lu Ming's aura was surging, his killing intent was surging, and he spoke through gritted teeth.

"You... deserve to die."

Upon hearing this, the celestial official sneered and didn't take it seriously.

"With your appearance of being a saint, do you still want to avenge him? I wanted to capture you and send you to the saint."

“But now it seems that there is no need for this.”

After saying that, Tianguan smiled and attacked Lu Ming.

Lu Ming remained calm and murmured:

"You don't understand...what a saint is..."

The words fell.

The saint appeared, and the saint's shadow emerged behind Lu Ming. At this moment, the entire three realms could feel the oppression of Lu Ming's soul!

Lu Ming stood there alone, but his figure continued to grow in the eyes of the Heavenly Official, just like the feeling when Sun Wukong faced Tathagata Buddha.

In an instant, the heavenly official came back to his senses.

He found himself in Lu Ming's palm.

He looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, as if he were a speck of dust, an ant, and seemed like he could be crushed to death by Lu Ming at any time.

Under the saints, all are ants.

"This! Can't! Be! Possible!"

The Heavenly Official collapsed and roared.

He looked at Lu Ming's calm face. As the head of the immortal officials, he had never been humiliated like this before.

Or was he just a wild immortal with low roots that he couldn't see clearly.

"Since you don't want to be a can..."

"...then I will have to can you..."

Lu Ming's voice echoed leisurely.

"Inside the can, reflect on your mistakes."

The next moment, the Celestial Official's spirit

He was taken out of the immortal body alive by Lu Ming.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Ming

That extremely rich soul power was completely absorbed!

In an instant, the soul surged five thousand years!

Then, a strange fruit appeared!

He also pulled out a cat hair made of luck from Qiyun Sanhua.

"No! You can't do this!"

"I am a celestial official! I am a deity!!!"

"Why should I endure endless loneliness and fulfill the mortal world? I am a god! I am an immortal! I should live a high and mighty life!"

“Let me go!!!”

"Saint, save me! Saint, save me!!!"

"....Saint Yuqing, save me!!!"

“…”

The three souls and seven spirits of the Heavenly Official began to cry out continuously.

Say it.

Above the thirty-third heaven, a faint sigh sounded.

"Forget it, the Heavenly Official cannot be insulted..."

A hand reached down from the thirty-third heaven and grabbed the Heavenly Official in Lu Ming's hand!

"roll!!!"

Lu Ming's spirit was ferocious, and he turned his spirit into lightning and shattered the palm of Saint Yuqing.

The next moment, amid the pleas and roars of the Heavenly Official.

Lu Ming fused him with the exotic fruit.

After a breath.

A completely white devil fruit with no patterns on it appeared in Lu Ming's hand.

Human-Human Fruit · God Seed · Celestial Official Form!

"presumptuous!"

When the saint saw the heavenly official being sealed, he immediately became angry.

Suddenly, the thirty-three heavens were broken open.

This Three Pure Ones saint finally revealed his true identity...

An old man in a white robe with a Taoist look appeared in front of Lu Ming, and the two men looked at each other!

Jade Purity Saint, Yuanshi Tianzun!