original sword god

The collision of two completely different types of divine light emitted from the eyes of two different gods suddenly filled the space with white light from the sky, and there was a shock in the space, which almost shattered.

Wen Zhong's body shook a few times, almost falling off the ink unicorn, his divine eyes were not the same as Yang Jian's divine eyes, but the difference in realm between the two was unknown, and there was a difference in the use of divine eyes. It's not 01:30, since Yang Jian's divine eyes are always open, while Wen Zhong's divine eyes are always closed, it's easy to tell the level.

Ran Deng looked at the Medicine Buddha at the side, and said: "Since the Western Buddhism has been destroyed for a while, then this formation will be broken by my Xuanmen. Please slow down for a while, fellow Taoists in the West. There are still more battles to come."

His eyes were fixed on Yang Jian and Nezha, and the eyes of the burning lamp were on Nezha. Since Yang Jian had already eradicated Zhang Shao, the scum of the interception education, it would be inappropriate for him to break the formation now. Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Han Dulong who doesn't know the background, and Jiang Shang's new disciples, it seems that Nezha's cultivation is the highest, so let Nezha break this formation.

After thinking about it, Ran Deng looked at Nezha with soft eyes, and said, "Nezha, it's up to you to destroy this formation. Remember, the disciples of Chanjiao can only be defeated and not humiliated," Ran Deng said with a smile on his face. He looked at Zhao Tianjun not far away.

"Little brother, be careful," Yang Jian looked at Nezha with a hint of worry in his eyes. Since he made friends with this little brother during this period, he has developed a great affection for this fellow junior brother Yang Jian.

"Uncle Master, don't worry, big brother," Nezha pointed the fire-pointed gun in his hand, and jumped out of the formation readily, with a mischievous smile on his immature face, but his face was full of determination. This is his first head-to-head confrontation, and it is also a battle that represents the spirit of elucidation and teaching. Nezha dare not slack off in the slightest.

At this time, Nezha's eyes were full of divine light, and his desire to fight was ignited. A gentle smile appeared on his originally handsome face, but under the skin on his face, there was a cloud of blue air flowing in his skin. Western Buddhists also praised it unceasingly, and they couldn't help praising in their hearts: "What a spiritual bead."

The hot wheel under his feet turned according to his mind, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel barefoot and flew towards Zhao Tianjun, and stabbed at Zhao Tianjun with the tip of his spear.

"Be careful," Zhao Tianjun was still in a daze, but Yao Tianjun behind him reminded him, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly turned and entered the formation.

Zhao Tianjun frowned and thought about it. He felt that the Taoist cultivation of this young Taoist boy was as high as his, but the wheels on his feet, the pointed gun in his hand, and the circle hanging around his neck were not ordinary. Asked: "Who are you, dare to break my formation,"

Nezha replied: "I am Nezha under the sect of Daoist Taiyi in Jinguang Cave, Qianyuan Mountain, under the Yuqing sect. I came here to break the formation under the order of my uncle."

Zhao Tianjun shook his hands, and said with a slight tightening in his heart: "It turns out that you are the disciples of the third generation of Chanjiao. You should go back and let your seniors come." Hearing Nezha's reply, he said in surprise, "So this is Disciple of Chanjiao, I never expected to have such morality at such a young age, no worse than me. It is not appropriate to deal with him at this time. You must know that Master Taiyi is a great supernatural power who protects weaknesses. If you hurt him Disciple, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain, "

Nezha laughed loudly when he heard this, and said, "Just me, a disciple of three generations, is enough. You and I are equal in morality and skill. If you really want my master and uncle to come over, that's all." , you were rude just now, so I will take my uncle to teach you a lesson, that's all."

Zhao Tianjun became angry with embarrassment, his face flushed and he said angrily: "Nezha, you are too deceitful. I saw that you were young and wanted to let you go, and you dared to insult me. Forget it, I will not take your name and teach you a lesson. It's just a meal."

Nezha didn't answer, pointing the fire-pointed gun horizontally in his hand, and the Hot Wheels under his feet rushed into the formation according to his heart. Zhao Tianjun raised his sword to meet him, and collided with the fire-pointed gun, making a sound of gold and iron colliding. Splashing around, Zhao Tianjun saw that Nezha's marksmanship was extremely proficient, but he just waved the long sword impermeably and protected his body around him.

The long spear in Nezha's hand was played very skillfully, like a dragon coming out of a hole, a burst of heaven and earth aura was rolled up and scattered, Zhao Tianjun tried his best to resist, but couldn't resist, he was shot several times in his hands and feet, and blood flowed down.

Zhao Tianjun made an illusory move, and his body disappeared. When he reappeared, he was more than ten meters away from Nezha.

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, obviously he was very unwilling to be defeated by the little boy Nezha, but he knew that he was obviously inferior to Nezha in martial arts, so he had to rely on the way of battle, at this time Zhao Tianjun didn't care about Nezha's identity, The seal in his hand was pinched, thunder was densely covered in the formation, fire snakes churned, and the aura of Tude was as thick and solid as billions of mountains.

When Nezha saw this, Yuqing's true energy circulated throughout his body, and the magic formula in his hand hurriedly twitched, and he shouted: "Change", and he turned into a three-headed and six-armed body with different expressions, either angry, compassionate, or indifferent. Emoticons, this is really an original exercise tailor-made for Nezha and others based on the legends of later generations. These three emoticons represent Nezha's three corpses. Each of the three corpses holds different treasures, guns, circles, and the sky. Aya is used differently.

When the sky thunder fell, Nezha hurriedly unfolded the Huntian silk in Nezha's hand, held up the sky thunder, and the thunder and fire in the ground array came together, but he couldn't do anything to this rare treasure such as the Huntian silk, but the fire-pointed spear in his hand Attacking quickly without mercy, Zhao Tianjun made a seal with his left hand, and the sword in his right hand separated the attacks again and again, but the wounds on his body kept increasing.

Zhao Tianjun was furious, pinched his hands repeatedly but couldn't do any harm to Nezha, thinking in his heart that if he didn't use his true skills, he might lose today, so he pointed at the top of his head, and a white light flew out, shooting at one of Nezha's heads On the way, Nezha had no time to stop him, and with a roar, a head exploded.

"Little brother," Yang Jian's divine eyes did not relax the formation at all, but when he saw this situation, he was shocked and wanted to rush into the formation.

But Jiang Shang stopped him and said, "Don't worry, I believe in Nezha's strength,"

"But..." Yang Jian waited to say more, but saw Jiang Shang shook his head.

Unable to hold on any longer, Nezha suddenly turned into his own body, but a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Zhao Tianjun's sudden attack this time caused Nezha to suffer a great loss of energy and blood.

"Roar," Nezha raised his head to the sky and roared angrily. The Huntian Ribbon on top of his head fell into his hands, fighting against the thunder and fire attacks, the Huntian Ribbon in his hand shot out quickly, wrapping Zhao Tianjun tightly.

When the thunder fell, Nezha's body trembled slightly, but there was no damage at all. Nezha couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that this kind of sky thunder and thunder fire are only useful to the soul. Nezha is the incarnation of the lotus flower, but Wu Sanhun and Qipo escaped this disaster.

Zhao Tianjun was about to laugh but froze. He never expected that this kind of thunder would not have any effect on Nezha. Suspicious, Nezha's universe circle flew out and hit Zhao Tianjun hard on the head. superior.

"Boom!" Zhao Tianjun was dizzy for a while, and was about to break free from the shackles of Huntian Ling. The fire-pointed gun in Nezha's hand flew rapidly, piercing through Zhao Tianjun's head, and the Qiankun circle in his hand attacked again. Zhao Tianjun's head was separated. .

Holding Zhao Tianjun's head in his hand, Nezha just came out of the formation and there was a soft roar, and suddenly fell into pieces, arrayed on the ground, and broke.

It has already been broken for two battles, and now the teachings are leading again. Taoist Ran Deng looked at Medicine Buddha again, and saw that Maitreya Bodhisattva's face was ugly, and the flag in his hand pointed slightly, as if he was about to choose one of the 36 stars. Wenqu Bodhisattva beside him waved the fan in his hand, but stepped out of the array first, snatched up to Maitreya and whispered in front of Maitreya, and Mitreya hesitated for a while after hearing this.

After a while, Maitreya nodded slowly, and said loudly to Wen Zhong: "As long as the remaining seven formations are destroyed, I, Xiqi, will win,"

Wen Zhong laughed loudly and said: "It's a joke, two armies call it a war, if one side loses even if it is slightly negligent, then what is it called a war?"

There was a sinister light in Maitreya's eyes, but Wen Zhong didn't seem to see it, his eyes were only fixed on the Buddhist camp, and those people would appear in the end.

The flag in Maitreya's hand moved slightly, and said: "You, you, you, you, you and the four of you will lead to the breaking formation,"

What, Daoist Randeng laughed a lot after hearing this, and looked at Dong Quan who was guarding in front of the 'Wind Roar Formation', Dong Quan shot a sneer on his face and said: "Haha, as long as you can break the formation, you wait for four people At the same time, breaking the formation can also be done," he said, with a burst of pride on his face, obviously he was quite confident in the formation he had put on.

The four Buddhist disciples Zifu, Wuqu, Pojun, and Tianfu came out of the formation at the same time, and the four of them went together. Thinking of the power of the four of them combined, the tension in their hearts suddenly relaxed for a while.

Dong Quan didn't look at the four Buddhist disciples any more, he just entered the formation and set them up. He quickly moved the secret formula in his hand, and the power of the formation was activated immediately. Dong Quan saw the tragic death of the two senior disciples in front of him. At this time, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart, and Wen Zhong nodded slowly in this performance.

Mr. Fan in the chariot frowned, looked at the four Bodhisattvas who came out of the formation and said: "The name of this wind roar formation is strange. As the name implies, there are strong winds shouting in the formation. The magic weapon, does this increase the possibility of breaking the formation a lot?"

Although Medicine Buddha didn't care about the development of the situation, he heard Mr. Fan's words right now, and thought in his heart: "It seems that Mr. Fan is very resourceful, and this strategy is very helpful to Western Buddhist disciples. big,"

The Taoist burning lamp also nodded slowly and said: "I have a friend who lives in the Babao Yunguang Cave of Tiecha Mountain in Jiuding. , you can borrow it, Mr. Fan can send a civil servant and a military general to borrow beads; the 'Wind Roar Formation' can be broken naturally, "

Mr. Fan and others nodded one after another, and Taoist Ran Deng shouted at this time: "Grand Master Wen Zhong, we have fought a few games today. It's getting late, why don't we rest and fight again tomorrow?"

Wen Zhong also looked at the sky, hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Good," and then the two sides called for gold to withdraw their troops.