original sword god

Lu Ya's dominance made everyone in the Yin Shang military camp fearful. Because there were no immortals or demons in the Yin Shang military camp who could compete with him, Wen Zhong was repeatedly defeated in the past two years. He traveled to the palace several times, but although he was the grand master of Yin and Shang, his status in Jiejiao was not high, he was only the first disciple of the third generation. It is inseparable from him to shirk the Yin and Shang Dynasty, so this matter has been stranded.

Wen Zhong also wanted Chong Heihu to send someone from the Demon Cult who could compete with an old-fashioned quasi-sage like Lu Ya, but Chong Heihu was also very helpless. He was not even a disciple of the Demon Cult. It can be regarded as the lucky one who picked up the skills left by the demon clan. Everyone in the demon clan respects the strong, and he can only be regarded as a junior disciple who has just become a demon. That's all.

On this day, Wen Zhong sat cross-legged on the Mo Qilin with an extremely tired expression. Mo Qilin snorted and drooped his head as if full of resentment. He waved the golden mace in his hand at it and said: "You lazy bastard, you still want to be lazy, see if I don't beat you," pointing to Mo Qilin's head, although Mo Qilin has cultivated the way of demon, but The skill is not high, Wen Zhong's strength accumulated in the upper position for a long time made him tremble, and he reluctantly made an appearance of obedience. Wen Zhong didn't care at all when he saw this, just sat on it and waited.

"Report to Senior Brother, Master has returned to Biyou Palace and is waiting to see you indoors," a blue-eyed boy floated towards Wen Zhongjishou with a red light on his feet.

"Really, thank you, Junior Brother," Wen Zhong was overjoyed, he hurriedly returned the gift, turned around and made a threatening look at Mo Qilin, then got off the Qilin and walked in step by step.

After a while, Wen Zhongshi came out with a satisfied smile on his face.

But at this moment, a smile flashed on the face of the leader of Tongtian who was sitting on the high platform, and he said to himself: "Lu Ya, Lu Ya, you are too courageous to call my disciple's attention, hum, don't give me that!" You learn a lesson, I'm afraid you will be even more rampant in the future, "

The Lord Tongtian looked at the room with his eyes, a gleam of bright white light flashed, and suddenly a piece of jade appeared in his hand, but the light was shining on it, and it was made of jade essence condensed for hundreds of millions of years. Hundreds of millions of jade essences are rarely seen in the chaos, but there is no one else except Yuan Yi who often walks in the chaos.

There was a ray of light in his eyes, and he shot towards Yu Jue, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

After thinking for a long time, Master Tongtian took out a branch-like thing, and shot out a faint blue light from his hand, which slowly condensed into the branch. When he threw it in the air, the branch went straight to the heaven.

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In the heavenly court, a vast and boundless silver light fell down and shone on an open space. The bodies of various animals hovered in the open space. The bodies of these animals were all extremely large. These silver star essences were gradually attracted by these animals and disappeared. .

Outside the Gouchen Emperor's Mansion, an extremely huge giant elephant, at least as tall as ten thousand feet, was lying on a crouching bull stone about ten feet high. The five-foot-long silver streaked in and out along the long nose.

At this moment, a ray of light flew towards the giant elephant.

As if the sleeping giant sensed something, its eyes suddenly opened, its nose rolled, and the streamer was caught in front of its eyes.

"teacher,"

A slightly immature voice sounded, but no one in the open space here knew it. The giant elephant suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke and floated into the palace.

In Emperor Gouchen's mansion, a black figure slowly took the streamer from a boy about ten years old, clasped his hands together and blinked, the streamer turned into a tree branch and floated five inches above the black figure's palm. With a flash of brilliance, he turned into a middle-aged man in his thirties. It was Zhao Gongming.

When Zhao Gongming saw it, a cloud of fresh air shot out from his eyes, and the branch immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and entered his body from the top of his head, and a cloud of blue smoke immediately appeared on the surface of his body. Clear your mind.

Zhao Gongming's eyes shot brightly, and he said with a smile: "Teacher, it's finally time for me to take action. The teacher has arranged everything, so let me deal with the landing pressure, but I hope the three girls will not will go down the mountain."

As the first disciple of Jiejiao, Zhao Gongming received the careful guidance of the original master. He is best at the art of invisibility, and his skill has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage. At this time, Zhao Gongming seemed to be motionless, but his figure suddenly disappeared. It's just like a faint smoke going straight to the boundary.

On Penglai Island, in the palace of Wendao, the grass is desolate, the rain is misty, and the auspicious clouds are blooming. From time to time, there are small animals running among them. The one-horned monster looks like a goat. The whole body is white and flawless, jumping and running among the sea of ​​auspicious clouds. Chasing and fighting with each other reflects the infinite vitality in Penglai Island.

Yuanyuan was lying on the Qingyun glazed golden bed, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was thinking about something, and Nuwa Empress was lying in Yuanyuan's arms, stretching out her flawless jade hands from time to time and twisting the table that had been prepared earlier. The unknown spiritual fruit was stuffed into Yuan Yuan's mouth, and Yuan Yuan chewed the spiritual fruit slowly as if he didn't care.

Empress Nuwa looked at this scene with her mouth pouted, and saw that she looked extremely lazy, the blush on her face hadn't subsided, she looked very charming, her clothes were half open, and the deep gully in it kept attracting people. eyeballs, but primordial as if unseen.

Nu Wa was about to be slightly annoyed, but Yuan Yuan sat up abruptly, with a lavender light in her eyes, Nu Wa followed the expression in Yuan Yuan's eyes, and when she saw a wisp of smoke falling, she frowned and pinched her fingers. some.

"Husband, it seems that Zhao Gongming may perish. How could Brother Tongtian be so unwise to arrange for Zhao Gongming to go to heaven at this juncture. If something happened to him, wouldn't those three lovely little sisters let him go?" The world has been turned upside down,"

"Heavenly, you actually plotted again, it's hateful, do you want to force me to make another move, hum, hum," Yuan Yuan said with a grim look, looking at the void with a stern look.

"Husband, isn't Zhao Gongming in danger? I don't care. You have to save him. I won't let these three lovely little sisters get hurt. Miss Bi Xiao often comes to see me," the woman said. A trace of disbelief appeared on Wa's face, and then she acted like a girl in love.

"Okay, Tongtian is my third younger brother, how can I just watch his direct disciples have trouble, even the core disciples of the outer sect are not allowed to have trouble, Zhao Gongming was trained by me, heaven, hmph," the original eyes exuded shock The clear light is fleeting.

"I want to retreat for a day, you first go to assist Senior Du to arrange for the disciples to prepare to leave the island," Yuan Yuan turned around and said softly to Nuwa with a determined face.

Seeing Yuan Yuan's eyes, Nu Wa obediently walked out of the inner room immediately.

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Outside the Sishui Pass, there was chaos, the sky was straight at midnight, the Yin Shang camp was attacked again, and countless black-clothed men rushed into the camp. Killing generals was as simple as cutting watermelons. These black-clothed men His skills are extremely vigorous, and he is constantly moving around in various tents, and constantly waving the spear and sword in his hand, countless skills are separated.

And the movement of these men in black was very small, they didn't set fire to the granary first when they stole the camp like later generations, they just kept killing, as if human life was like straw in their hands.

There was a massacre outside, but the main army, Wen Zhong's camp, was very quiet, as if no one had seen the endless massacre.

Near the outer tent, a hundred figures also in black flew out of the tent, and soon encountered people who came in for a surprise attack. These people each held a mace in their hands, and the swords struck each other, sparks splashed Reflected on the faces of these men in black, they were extremely ugly, as if they were demons from hell.

Soon, the man in black who had sneaked in was injured and fell from the air, groaning softly.

Wen Zhong led Dou Rong, the commander-in-chief of Sishuiguan, and some generals behind him, and finally came out of the camp, and surrounded the men in black.

The men in black who fell to the ground suddenly sat down cross-legged. These men in black clasped their hands together, and the fingertips emitted a faint golden light. The blood from the split tiger's mouth stopped immediately, and the wound gradually healed.

The man in black, whose body has temporarily healed, moved away quickly, and the group of men in black quickly moved in the direction of the four images and eight trigrams, and sat down cross-legged here.

"Attack, attack quickly, don't let them form a formation," one of the hundred or so men in black above suddenly shouted hurriedly, but it was too late, and the figure of the man in black sitting cross-legged quickly emerged. The golden light shrouded them, and a faint figure of Buddha appeared with pinched orchid fingers.

The Buddha Shadow muttered to himself, and countless "卍" characters spit out from its mouth, and the sound of "嗖嗖," sounded, and these "卍" characters flew out at a very fast speed, towards the swooping black The clothes man attacked.

"what,"

"what,"

The men in black who swooped down suddenly emitted thick black smoke, as if they had been ignited, they flew straight up, and the mace in their hands quickly fell down, and then the men in black suspended in the air raised their hands. When they came into contact with these '卍' characters, they fell down as if they melted into water, and the men in black let out a miserable cry.

Wen Zhong, Dou Rong, Chong Heihu and other generals watched this scene helplessly, and looked at each other. Although they all possessed some Taoist magic, they knew in their hearts that they were not the opponents of these "immortal" Buddhas. These people, they can only watch, rushing forward is an act of courting death.

A sword flower splattered, and the men in black who were surrounded by cross-legged trembled suddenly, a trace of pale yellow blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths, a young figure appeared in the void, shaking the sword in his hand, the person who came It was Zhao Gongming with a serious face.

Sitting cross-legged in the void, the Buddha's shadow pinching the orchid finger suddenly scattered to pieces, turning into countless golden smooth landings.

With a flick of the sword light, the sword in Zhao Gongming's hand emitted a burst of blue sword energy, and the black cloth on the heads of the men in black sitting cross-legged on the ground disappeared, but 36 bald monks were lying on the ground moaning softly.

It turned out that Zhao Gongming's sword energy had restrained their whole body's skill just now, and the Western Buddhists who were originally butchers became lambs to be slaughtered in the blink of an eye.