My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 392 Nine-bend Yellow River Formation

Everyone fell into thinking after hearing this.

Yes, what will it be like?

But after just thinking for a moment, everyone looked at the two saints sitting at the top.

It's not up to them to decide how the fight will turn out. No matter what they say, if the two bosses are not satisfied, it will be completely useless.

As a result, Saint Taiqing closed his eyes slightly, looking like he was wandering in a world, without the slightest thought of answering.

Everyone was helpless, and they knew it too.

The other party has few disciples, and even sent a clone to settle in the heaven. The youngest disciple is the leader of the Conferred Gods force. He has already done it to the extreme. He will definitely not be involved in these things.

Anyway, no matter how the Conferred God is beaten, his disciples will not suffer losses. If he can't participate in such an offending thing, he will definitely not continue to participate.

In other words, Wang Xiao is the king of Xiqi. If he were to participate in an ordinary event, he probably wouldn't even respond to Yuanshi Tianzun's inquiry.

The Supreme Being remained silent, and everyone looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

The original Tianzun frowned and slowly said: "Of course we have to complete the number of Zhou Tian."

This sentence has already explained it.

It doesn't matter how you fight, but the quota for becoming a god must be filled up, and if you can prevent your disciples from being on the list, it's best not to do so.

Wang Xiao nodded: "I already know what Uncle Master said."

He turned to look at everyone and said: "Although I have some plans in my mind, we don't know what Jie Jiao's next plan is. If they come up directly and use the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, it will be useless to plan."

"As the saying goes, in the face of absolute strength, no strategy can be put on the table."

"Now we have to wait, that is, let the interception coach take action first, and then we can make up for the number of Zhou Tian."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded and agreed: "My nephew is right."

Then he looked at Guangchengzi: "You and others stay in Xiqi. Once Jie Jiao takes action, you will make a decision after discussing with your nephew."

"Follow your orders, Master."

After Guang Chengzi and others responded, Yuan looked at the Taiqing saint next to him.

"Brother, how about we go back and discuss it first?"

Just now, Wang Xiao mentioned the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, which made Yuanshi Tianzun worried.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation must be broken by four saints. He and Saint Taiqing are only two saints. There are still two saints left to help. If necessary, go back and discuss it in advance.

Saint Taiqing nodded, raised his hand and waved the Taichi diagram on Wang Xiao's body back to him.

"Come to me when you need it."

Wang Xiao was speechless. The old man was afraid that he would cheat his magic weapon.

Seeing this, Guangchengzi next to him also quickly took out the Pangu flag and wanted to return it to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Seeing the Pangu Banner, Wang Xiao's heart moved, and he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a smile, "Uncle Master, I have always been curious about the Pangu Banner. Can you let me take a look at this top offensive treasure in the three realms?"

Although Wang Xiao's words were a bit presumptuous, the praise of the No. 1 attack treasure in the three realms made Yuanshi Tianzun feel somewhat complacent.

Thinking that I was here, in front of so many people, and he was my nephew, so what if I just took a look, just to satisfy the junior's curiosity.

"You kid, okay, let me show you."

Yuanshi Tianzun pretended to be helpless and pointed at Wang Xiao, who was smiling, took the Pangu flag handed over by Guang Chengzi, and handed it to Wang Xiao's hand.

"Hahaha, you did a great job. Sure enough, being shameless is the way to survive." Before Wang Xiao opened his mouth, he had been looking forward to opening the Divine Axe, and couldn't help but praise him excitedly.

"Thank you, Uncle Master." Wang Xiao ignored the God's Axe, took the Pangu Flag respectfully with both hands, looked at it excitedly, and even made slight gestures in his hands.

This scene brought a smile to Yuanshi Tianzun's face.

Wang Xiao's appearance reminded him of the time when he had just received the Pangu flag and was gesticulating excitedly in private.

Others looked envious.

This is a treasure from the sky. Some people have never seen it, let alone touched it.

What a blessing it is for Wang Xiao to take control of it himself.

Seeing Wang Xiao's appearance and everyone's gazes, Guang Chengzi raised his chin slightly and cursed in his heart, a country idiot.

"Thank you, uncle."

Wang Xiao didn't go too far. After the Kaitian Divine Ax confirmed that it had left a mark, he respectfully picked up the Pangu flag and handed it to Tongyuan Shi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his hand to accept it, and said with a smile: "I will let you use it if you have the opportunity in the future. This will also allow you to experience the power of the great road, which will be of great help to your future practice."

"Disciple, thank you, Master!"

Wang Xiao pretended to be excited and thanked Yuanshi Tianzun repeatedly.

"Hahaha, I share the same spirit with your master. You are his disciple, no different from mine, so why should I say thank you?"

After waving his hands, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Saint Taiqing. The two nodded and disappeared from their seats under the respectful greetings of the disciples.

The return of the saint not only failed to stop the war as everyone expected, but instead made the evil spirit between heaven and earth stronger and stronger.

On the third day after the saint left, a huge formation rose in front of Tongguan.

Zhao Gongming and three women led the disciples from the outer sect and looked coldly at the Zhou army camp opposite.

Under the gaze of Zhao Gongming and others, Guang Chengzi walked out with his brothers and disciples.

"Guangchengzi, today I and my three sisters are setting up a formation here under the orders of the saint."

"If you want to continue to conquer the Shang Dynasty, you must first break our formation. Otherwise, you can go back and forth wherever you go."

As soon as Guang Chengzi and others came out, Zhao Gongming coldly issued a challenge.

It's no longer useful to quarrel and ridicule each other. The two sects of Chanjie have completely broken up. It's a waste of emotion to talk nonsense, so let's come to the clarification directly.

After speaking, Zhao Gongming didn't even look at Guang Chengzi, who had an ugly face. He turned around and walked into a huge formation in front of the checkpoint with Sanxiao and many disciples behind him.

Wang Xiao, who was standing in the camp, looked at the formation that exuded black and yellow energy, and his eyelids twitched wildly.

If Zhao Gongming was just an outer disciple of Jiejiao, Wang Xiao might not be very clear about the formation he created.

After all, Jiejiao is the best at formations, and Fengshen only shows the most powerful ones, and the others don't mean they are without power.

Of course, I saw San Xiao coming today. Wang Xiao could guess with his feet that the formation had been changed again. It must be the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation, and there might also be formations from other disciples mixed in.

Thinking of this possibility, Wang Xiao looked at Guang Chengzi who came back with everyone with a cold face, and felt sympathy in his heart.

In the previous life, Empress Sanxiao just wanted to seek justice, so she did not kill the Twelve Golden Immortals.

But things are different now. This is a formation ordered by Master Tongtian himself. It is hard to say whether Sanxiao will be merciful.

What's more, Zhao Gongming is still alive now, with his hatred for Chanjiao and his influence on Sanxiao.

Wang Xiao seriously doubted that after this formation battle, how many of the Twelve Golden Immortals would be left?
(End of this chapter)