Chapter 279: The Four Great Dharma Protectors Kill the Poor?

There are many armor soldiers around, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and a cold light. Everyone exudes a depressing aura, and the cold light of swords, guns, swords, and halberds seems to be able to flatten the mountain peaks. The bright armor made the surroundings foggy, and it was impossible to see how many armors there were around.

These soldiers glared angrily, murderously, stirring the clouds in the sky, and rendering a layer of red.

Zhang Daoran's heart almost stopped beating, cold sweat flowed down his face, his pupils shrank, and he had a wry smile on his face: "Poor Dao is just a small Dao cultivator, you can't use such a big battle to kill Poor Dao......"

The power of heaven is untouchable, as the Emperor of Dongyue, the dojo represents dignity. Zhang Daoran knew that if he broke into the Taoist temple today, if the Dongyue Emperor was still there, he would definitely not forgive himself easily. It's just that now such a large battle is being used, surrounded by infinite armor, and Emperor Dongyue is here. Zhang Daoran himself felt that Emperor Dongyue was making a big fuss, and he felt that he had used a knife to kill chickens.

Zhang Daoran's current strength is only the condensation of the three laws, and the general strength of the cultivators who cultivate the Heavenly Dao, the human soul and the earth soul. Here, a casual soldier armor, the weakest one, can also kill himself in seconds.

Zhang Daoran was at a loss in his heart, always thinking that the miracle did not exist, and the miracle did not appear. Unexpectedly, Dongyue Temple actually hid countless armor.

"Maybe it's because of the lack of strength that we can't get in touch with such a supreme being. If it weren't for today, breaking into Dongyue Temple, maybe Poor Dao still thought that there would be no gods in this world. ”

I was bitter in my heart, Dongyue Emperor Dojo, who would dare to break in so recklessly?

Turned around and looked at the center of the Tianzhen Palace, the emperor who was wearing a bright yellow robe, embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers. Zhang Daoran sighed secretly: "This should be the Emperor of Dongyue......"

Emperor Dongyue has a long body, five strands of beautiful beard fluttering, his face is like a crown of jade, and his eyebrows are not angry but mighty. The glorious air came to the face. Zhang Daoran and Emperor Dongyue looked at each other, and instantly felt the pain in his eyes like a pinprick, tears flowed down instantly, and his head was like a violent collision, and he was groggy.

Shocked in his heart, Zhang Daoran hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at Emperor Dongyue again.

"Bold fanatics, dare to despise my divine might!" Emperor Dongyue's face turned angry, and he flicked his sleeves: "Where are the four protectors, take down this bold fanatic with me!"

"The last general!"

The sound is like a mountain, shocking the four wilds, resounding in the sky.

At this time, a jackpot holding a glaive knife and riding a red rabbit horse walked out majestically. In the other direction, an elegant person holding a jade Ruyi, wearing a robe of gathering wealth, and full of wealth walked out. On the other side, a middle-aged man in an imperial robe walked out, and the last one wore a grand prize in the marshal's armor, encircling the four directions.

The bitterness on Zhang Daoran's face dissipated, looking at the four protectors of the Dongyue Emperor in the four directions, he naturally knew who these four protectors were.

Guan Shengdi Jun Guan Yu.

Marshal Wen Qiong.

Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth.

Huaguang Emperor Ma Lingyao.

As the god of Mount Tai, the emperor of Dongyue, the status of the emperor of Dongyue is noble, and among the three realms, it is second only to the emperor of heaven. Ruling the prefecture, the god of the land of the three mountains and five mountains. It is the highest god in the underworld, and there are countless strong people under him.

And the best of them are the four protectors. Any Dharma protector is a true god immortal of the Three Realms.

"Emperor Dongyue also looks up to the poor road too much, just a small soldier can capture the poor road, but he uses the four protectors. These four protectors, any one, blow a breath, and the poor path will be scattered. ”

Zhang Daoran had already accepted his fate and had no intention of resisting. Surrounded by soldiers and armor, surrounded by the four protectors, and a Heavenly Court Emperor sweeping the formation, even if it was the Sun Monkey who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace back then, he might not be able to leave safely.

Zhang Daoran was just a mortal monk who condensed the three laws, and resistance was useless.

"Poor Dao can laugh at the Three Realms, a small Taoist cultivator who has just entered the Dao Gate, Emperor Dongyue, uses countless armor to let the four generalissimos work together to capture the poor Dao ......" Zhang Daoran felt speechless and sad: "Perhaps, because Poor Dao wants to hurt the God of Riyou, the Emperor Dongyue will be so angry." Fighting a dog depends on the owner, as a subordinate of the Emperor Dongyue, the god of the day is a capable general, if he is killed, the Emperor of Dongyue will also be disgraced. ”

Zhang Daoran glanced around again, and smiled bitterly in his heart: "Hengkong Daoyou is also unlucky, I don't know where it is now, whether he is still alive, or has his soul gone......

Hengkong had lost his trace, and the cold light of the armor around him was everywhere, and Zhang Daoran's Heavenly Eye Power was seriously restricted.

"What should I do with the poor road?" Zhang Daoran's face was cloudy: "Kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, or explain clearly?"

As the Emperor of Dongyue, he should be broad-minded and have the world in mind, and he will not kill a Taoist cultivator because of a subordinate who is causing chaos...... Zhang Daoran's eyes rolled wildly, and finally sighed dejectedly: "Emperor Dongyue, it is impossible to stop easily by using such a big battle to besiege and kill Poor Dao, maybe it is also for others to see, and the fate of breaking into Dongyue Temple." ”

An ordinary Taoist cultivator who breaks into Dongyue Temple will be treated like this, who will dare to break into Dongyue Temple in the future?

"Kill the chicken to show the monkey, the Emperor Dongyue killed the poor Dao this "chicken", I don't know which "monkey" to show it?"

Is there a Taoist cultivator on the earth, or even an immortal, Zhang Daoran thought about it, he still underestimated the earth, and there should be many great supernatural powers on the earth. Perhaps, what Emperor Dongyue did was to show these earth cultivators.

Looking up at the sky, red clouds were all over the sky, and the steam was steaming, blocking the sunlight and everything in the sky. Faintly, Zhang Daoran saw that above the red clouds, there were countless armor!

"No..."Suddenly, Zhang Daoran was excited: "Poor Dao is the Dongyue Temple that I went to in the middle of the night, why is it daytime now......?"

The temple is still the same temple, but there are many details, which are different from what I saw before. In some places, there are no traces of modernity in the air conditioners or electric lights that were originally installed.

"It is rumored that the god dojo will appear in the god space, I don't know if this space is within the god space?"

Zhang Daoran sat cross-legged like resigned to his fate, and it was impossible to escape. It is even more impossible to resist, the armor around them, the powerful gods around them, each of them is not something that they can resist.

Closing his eyes, Zhang Daoran tried his best to make his mind empty: "Even if you die, you can't be too painful......"

Zhang Daoran wants to live, now that he has entered the Dao and has begun to cultivate, there is still a long way to go, maybe one day, he will really be able to become an immortal and rank in the immortal class. Now that the cultivation has just begun, Zhang Daoran is not afraid of death, but he feels that his death is not worth it.

In the law world where Huang Tingjing is located, Zhang Daoran tried to communicate, whether he could escape into it, but in the end he had no choice but to give up. Now the terrifying divine power around him makes it difficult for Zhang Daoran to send out his thoughts, and it is difficult for Dao spells to be cast, and it is impossible to escape into the law space.

Zhang Daoran had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but in fact, the time was only a short moment.

Emperor Dongyue's voice came again: "Take down this betrayal!"

"Yes!"

The sound of the four protectors shook the sky, and the entire Dongyue Temple seemed to tremble three times at this moment.

Zhang Daoran's mind, which had just entered the state of emptiness, was instantly shaken by the angry shouts of these four protectors, and his eyes opened in an instant. When he opened his eyes, he saw Guan Gong, who was riding a war horse as red as flames, raised the Glaive Sword in his hand and went straight to Zhang Dao.

Left and right, and behind, Zhang Daoran felt the breath of death approaching, and felt that his body seemed to be stiff, and it was difficult to move......