Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 706 Yuanshi Tianzun personally ended
The forefront of the battle between the Shang army and the Zhou army.

The sky was gloomy, like the face of an angry child, as if it would go completely dark at any moment.

The rain was pouring down like a pour, and it wet the magic weapon suits of an unknown number of soldiers.

The soldiers who had normal complexions slowly turned pale and pale.

As time passed, the rain became heavier and heavier.

More and more soldiers looked abnormal and began to crumble.

"thump"

A soldier fell dead.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of soldiers fell down like cutting wheat.

Not long after, it spread to the seriously injured monk like a plague.

The barracks were thrown into chaos.

Standing in the rain in front of the largest military tent, Wen Zhong with disheveled white hair had a sinking face.

Of course he knew that this was no ordinary rainwater.

But there was nothing he could do. These days, not only did the monks he brought from Chaoge consume almost the same amount, but also most of the people who came to help from the Jiejiao died, and the rest were seriously injured.

"Cough cough..."

Wen Zhong coughed violently, and his body was shaking.

At this moment, a ray of light of five colors swept from the sky, blocking the strange heavy rain, and the Yang Pass came to the world again.

Immediately afterwards, a peerless woman in white clothes who was as beautiful as the snow floated up on colorful auspicious clouds.

"master"

Wen Zhong's face was filled with joy, which was replaced by worry.

During this period of time, it wasn't that there were no Golden Immortal masters who came to help the battle, but they all fell.

The people from Chanjiao, Xijiao, and Tianting, at the beginning, behaved sanctimoniously, with the face of a moralist. Once they found that they couldn't beat them, they would start fighting with wheels.

Poor Jiejiao knows how many outstanding people have fallen so sadly.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit descended from the sky, waving her hand and releasing a gentle light.

One by one, the dead soldiers opened their eyes again.

But within a few breaths, he closed his eyes again.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit tried several times, but it was the same.

"This is the collective spellcasting of the twelve golden immortals of the Zhou army camp. Unless their mana is higher than theirs, they cannot be saved."

Wen Zhong explained.

"Have all the twelve golden immortals come?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit frowned.

Zhou Jun's barracks has high-level spirit treasures to cover the aura, and she doesn't know who is in Zhou Jun's barracks.

"I came here when I was dealing with Sanxiao before"

Speaking of Sanxiao, anger flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes.

Sanxiao blocked everyone with the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation.

Victory is imminent.

Yuanshi Tianzun, a sage of Taiqing, regardless of his status, used the big to bully the small, and ended up in person. Three times, two died and one was captured.

"Since they are far stronger than you, why don't they just destroy the camp and kill you?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was puzzled.

"In order to attract more disciples of my teaching to die"

Wen Zhong looked bleak.

These people can be said to have been indirectly killed by him.

"You can't do anything, let's go back as a teacher"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit persuaded.

Although Wen Zhong is not her favorite disciple, she is not willing to watch him die here in a state of disrepair.

"The disciple has received the grace of the country, so he can't back down in the face of danger, and so many fellow disciples died to help the disciple. If the disciple leaves like this, is he still a human being?"

Wen Zhong refused.

He has already embraced the heart of death.

At this moment, a burst of hysterical shouts came from a distance, like a landslide erupting in an all-round way, deafening.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked up, and countless soldiers rushed out of the Zhou army barracks under the leadership of the monks.

On the periphery, the still-dead merchant army put in the resistance, and was quickly killed, with all kinds of pickled blood flowing all over the ground.

After a while, several monks rushed into the chaotic merchant army camp, and carried out a one-sided massacre against the evil merchant soldiers on behalf of justice.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit snorted, swung her sleeves, and killed the monks.

"return"

A deep voice came from Zhou Jun's barracks.

Zhou Jun receded like a tide.

"Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, you have cultivated for millions of years to reach your present state, why bother to go through this muddy water?"

said in a thick voice.

Then, twelve senior Jinxian-level powerhouses flew out from the Zhou army together.

"Guang Chengzi, the reason why you besiege and not attack is to attract more Jiejiao disciples. I have come as you wish, why bother to pretend?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit sneered.

"The Holy Mother's words are wrong. The three religions belong to one family, and there is no distinction between them. If the disciples of the Jiejiao hadn't repeatedly assisted the innocent king, how could it have led to today's disaster?"

Guang Chengzi said again.

"Don't say anything in front of me if you don't know how to be foolish, or if you lie to ghosts."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit disdains.

"It seems that you are determined to help that innocent king."

Guang Chengzi sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense, which one of you will come first?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so she spoke directly.

"The Virgin's cultivation is profound, and I'm afraid none of us are your opponents."

Guang Chengzi opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

Among the twelve golden immortals, one him and the other Daoist Yuding, their cultivation bases were all inferior to the Golden Spirit Virgin.

"Then come two by two"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said with a cold face.

None of the Twelve Golden Immortals moved.

"Could it be that you want to beat me out of twelve, you are really good apprentices of the Second Martial Uncle?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit laughed angrily.

It's no wonder that the battle has reached this point, and none of the Twelve Golden Immortals are on the list of gods.

Guang Chengzi coughed and turned to look at the crowd: "Which two juniors are willing to fight?"

"I"

"I"

Two golden fairies stood up.

"This battle, I will fight with the elder brother"

Daoist Yuding, the strongest of the Twelve Golden Immortals, stood up.

The two Jinxians who had stood up bravely backed away immediately.

"Neither of you are under my master, don't you feel shameful when you two go together?"

Wen Zhong questioned.

Master Yuding gave him a look, and Wen Zhong sat down on the ground with a muffled groan.

"Okay, this battle, I will fight with Junior Brother Yuding"

Guang Chengzi looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit: "What does the unknown Holy Mother think?"

"You have already decided, why ask me"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said coldly.

Guang Chengzi and the Jade Cauldron Sage looked at each other and shot together.

One round, two rounds... twenty rounds.

The two of them were fighting against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

Guangchengzi was about to use Fan Tianyin to kill the Holy Mother of Jinling.

Zheng!
A cold light flashed.

"No, it's the Qingping Sword of Uncle Tongtian"

Guang Chengzi retreated hastily.

Immortal Yuding, who followed closely behind, vomited blood.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit held the shining Qingping sword of the saint's law, and said indifferently: "You have lost."

"retreat"

The Twelve Golden Immortals returned to the Zhou army camp.

How could the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit give up after being almost beaten to death, and chased after her.

When she was about to stab one of the golden immortals to death with a sword, a coercion that suffocated her descended.

"not good"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stopped immediately.

Looking at the sky, his face suddenly turned ugly, and a majestic middle-aged man was standing in mid-air.

It is none other than the leader of Chanjiao, the sage, and Yuanshi Tianzun.

She is not Cao Yi, if she takes action against a saint, there is only one way to die.

"Why don't you be polite when you see this old man? That's what Junior Brother Tongtian taught you."

Yuanshi Tianzun said majesticly.

The Holy Mother of Jinling withdrew her Qingping sword, cupped her hands and said, "I have seen the second master."

"The saint's personal weapon is equivalent to a saint's hand. Since Junior Brother Tongtian has made a move, and the old man has made a move, there is nothing wrong with it."

Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly.

Really like a teacher, there must be a disciple!
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit sneered in her heart.

"Second Grand Master, before, when you and Grand Master killed San Xiao, my Grand Master didn't take action."

Wen Zhong said loudly.

"If you commit crimes below Sanxiao, if you dare to attack this old man, you will die without guilt"

Yuanshi Tianzun said flatly.

"No matter how you say it, a sage is right"

Wen Zhong ridiculed.

"presumptuous"

Yuanshi Tianzun scolded.

But no shot.

Wen Zhong is not yet ready to die.

"Don't be rude"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit scolded.

Wen Zhong lowered his head.

The Holy Mother of Jinling said to Yuanshi Tianzun neither humble nor overbearing: "What is the second uncle going to do to me? Kill or abolish?"

"You are not disrespectful to this old man, just be imprisoned for ten thousand years."

Yuanshi Tianzun stretched out his hand to grab it, his imaginary big hand was like a cloud covering the sky.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit closed her eyes.

"Swish"

A flash of sword light defeated Unreal's big hand.

"Yuan, your opponent is me"

The voice of the Master Tongtian came from the sky.

(End of this chapter)