Wukong, who came behind Chen Zihe, kicked his feet continuously, kicked away several feather arrows that fell from the opponent's side and were about to sink into the ground, and slashed Ruyi in his hand, directly slashing at the opponent's neck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Chen Zihe had just turned half of his body, and when he saw that Ruyi was about to slash his body, he saw that a blue cover film automatically appeared on his body, and the thin cover film contained strong toughness, and the power of Wukong Ruyi's slash was dissolved at just an inch of distance.

Just when Wukong was powerful among the disciples of the Immortal Martial Palace, Chen Zihe had already noticed him, knowing that he had the method of teleportation, and had just borrowed the opportunity of the feather arrows to prepare to set up a killing array around his body, but he didn't want to be recognized by Wukong, and kicked several of the feather arrows used in the formation away. As soon as they fought, the two of them used their own tricks, but it was a draw.

Chen Zihe's legs were clamped between the ribs of the black horse under the seat, and I saw it stepping under its hooves, and in a flash, it had already appeared dozens of feet away with Chen Zihe - Confucian imperial arts, and the white horse passed through the gap!

"Ice Prison Technique!"

Wukong's left hand made a strange gesture, pointing at the four feathered arrows that were slashed through the air, and a three-foot-square ice prison trapped the four feathered arrows and landed on the ground of the Dianjiang platform together.

After nearly a hundred years of hard work, some of the primary spells Wukong can already be cast with one hand, and there are even intermediate spells of earth and ice! The former is because he has absorbed the power of the origin of the earth, while the latter is because the power of the water is abundant here, and he often fights with the people of the Ice Spirit Clan.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

At this time, Chen Zihe's subordinates, who distanced themselves with their imperial skills, did not stop, and had already shot three feather arrows at themselves with the method of connecting beads, and the text of the talisman on the feather arrows flashed, and a formation was laid out in the air with the position of three talents, faintly covering Wukong in the middle.

Wukong only felt a sinking on his body, like a thousand pounds of weight pressing towards him, he didn't want the other party to be able to deploy in the air in this way, but it was the first time he encountered it! sighed in his heart, but the action was non-stop, with the technique of walking in the air to step out of the reverse three talents, when the last step was taken, the pressure on the body suddenly disappeared, and the feather arrow was also on the body. The Ruyi slash in his hand flew up and down, and knocked a few feather arrows into the air.

A refined archery technique that deploys arrows and attacks from a distance; A left and right knife, stepping on the gangdou, taking the opportunity to get close. The two of them each performed their own tricks and fought together on the point general stage, and everyone around them was only dazzled and amazed.

In a moment, the platform was already densely covered with arrows, Chen Zihe rode his horse into the air, pointed to the sky with a horizontal bow, the bow was full of the moon, but there were no feathered arrows on the string, and he kept injecting vitality into the white jade-colored carved bow in his hand, and gradually formed a snow-white mist between the back of the carved bow.

At this time, Wukong had already dodged the arrow just now, and launched it as he wished, and slashed at Chen Zihe with a single sword! Maybe it was the ability of his own body protection magic weapon, Chen Zihe didn't dodge or dodge, but just frantically injected spiritual energy into the carved bow in his hand.

"Please show up!"

"Bell!"

At the moment when Ruyi slashed his body, Chen Zihe roared, stretched out a jade-white arthropod from the mist in the carved bow, and stopped in front of Ruyi's slash, and the two collided, making a sound of gold and iron resonating.

The boundless pressure emanated from the carved bow, and Wukong's body shot out involuntarily, stomping heavily on the ground on the top floor of the Dianjiang Terrace, and his feet were gone!

At this moment, the mist in the carved bow dissipated, revealing a figure with eight arthropods on its back, skin better than snow, a bewitching face, and clothes that seemed to be made of black fur between the chest and abdomen, protecting the intimate parts. The eyes were cold and dull, as if the soul was restrained, exuding a coercion that was not suppressed by the fifth realm.

"Kill him!"

Chen Zihe's face was pale, his face was undulating, and it seemed that he was suffering from a serious injury, and he pointed to Wukong, who was looking up at him, and shouted.

The indifferent eyes of the spirit spider girl looked at Wukong in the direction pointed by Chen Zihe, her eyes instantly froze, her hands and the eight arthropods on her back moved together, and the feather arrows scattered on the ground seemed to be pulled by something, and a large array was laid around Wukong.

When the spirit spider girl looked at him, Wukong felt a chill in his heart, his body stiffened, and he couldn't move, knowing that he had been locked by the demon's divine sense. I didn't expect that a Confucian immortal cultivator in the third realm could actually draw the monster soul essence of the fifth realm, the transformation realm, as his own instrument spirit, and he hadn't been repulsed yet!

Chen Zihe saw that Wukong was trapped in the formation, and a trace of white mist was gradually engulfing his figure, with a sneer on his face, he sat upright on his horse while recovering his vitality.

This carved bow was handed down from the ancestors, and the spirit of the instrument in it has been transformed by several high monks, and the fierce spirit has been left. When he first entered the Immortal Dao, with the help of his ancestors, he collected the magic weapon of this heavenly rank into a natal magic weapon. After decades of warm cultivation, it is now easy to use.

"It turned out that at the moment when the Snow Jade Poisonous Spider failed to cross the Transformation Tribulation, pumping its soul essence, the Immortal Martial Hall really had some means!" Ke Shoulou's people thought to themselves in their hearts, and their eyes hidden under the low brim of their hats looked at Hai Xianle who was standing beside Qi Bai, and their eyes showed a lustful and scorching light.

After the appearance of the machine spirit, most of the people of the Northern Dao basically thought that Wukong's defeat was decided! Each feather arrow is connected by beads, forming a large spider web-shaped array, the principle of natural gossip, the trend of internal cultivation, just breaking the formation is already very difficult. What's more, those white mist are not ordinary things, but the poisonous mist that the snow jade poisonous spider relies on to become famous, invading muscles and bones, and turning people into invisible.

What's more, the realm of this machine spirit is much higher than Wukong, and few people believe that Wukong can still have a way to reverse at this time, so some people from the Northern Dao Dynasty turned their eyes to the body of the people of the Ice Spirit clan, and it was difficult to hide the greed in their eyes.

"Amitabha! Chen Daoyou's magic weapon is afraid that it will be destroyed, I only hope that he has not refined this bow into a magic weapon of life, otherwise it will ......" The monk of Fayun Temple put his palms together, proclaimed the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said in a big way.

"Chen Zihe, that idiot, thinks that he has a magic weapon is amazing! I actually forgot that the heavenly soul of the little junior brother is the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, who is in charge of the power of reincarnation, and dares to release the spirit in front of him, isn't it looking for death by himself? Qi Bai saw the puzzled faces of the people of the Northern Tunnel Daoist and explained disdainfully.

Everyone suddenly realized, at this moment, only to see a wisp of gold appear in the fog of the big array, the king of the earth Bodhisattva appeared, the Buddha's light was ten thousand ways, the fog disappeared, the beads were inches, and in the jingling sound, the feather arrows were scattered on the ground, and they could no longer continue to maintain the formation!

There was a look of confusion in the eyes of the Instrument Spirit Spider Niang, looking at the Dharma Body of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and standing there stiffly.

"Harvest the Spirit!"

Chen Zihe changed color, pulled the full moon with his bow, and shouted at the spider girl.

The spirit spider lady glanced back at him, her expression moved slightly, and she was about to return to the carved bow with a bundle of limbs and hands behind her back.

At this time, the eyes of the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King in the air opened slightly, and two golden rays of light shot directly, fixing the spirit spider mother and the carved bow, and countless Buddhist golden characters poured towards the two along these two golden channels.

"Jade Spider Bow, receive!"

Chen Zihe was in a hurry and was about to take back his natal weapon, but found that he couldn't compete with Wukong's Heavenly Soul with his soul power. Seeing that the golden characters of the Buddha text gradually crawled all over the body of the machine spirit spider girl, the machine spirit gradually became clear, and began to resist the divine sense imprint imprinted on the jade spider bow.

At this moment, a figure also flew up from Chen Zihe's divine court, and it looked exactly the same as the person who appeared in Wukong's dream that day! As soon as this person appeared, the crack between the two eyebrows on his forehead began to slowly open, revealing one of the hidden eyes, but seeing that this eye was like electricity, shooting out two divine lights, which just matched the two Buddha lights of Wukong Heavenly Soul Earth King Bodhisattva.

Then, this person slowly bowed to Wukong's Heavenly Soul, and said in a respectful voice: "The little god Yang Jian sees the Great Wish Jizo King Bodhisattva!" This son still has a thousand years of distraction with me in this life, and I hope that the Bodhisattva can open up the net. ”

Wukong's Heavenly Soul opened his eyes and glanced at the Heavenly Soul who claimed to be Yang Jian, and did not make a sound, but the golden words of Buddha Light did not fly towards the body of the Instrument Spirit Spider Niang, but slowly entered Wukong's body.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva!"

Seeing Wukong's Heavenly Soul slowly entering the body, Chen Zihe's Heavenly Soul stood up with thanks, and as soon as the divine light in the third eye was collected, the Instrument Spirit Spider Niang flew back into the Jade Spider Bow, and the two submerged into Chen Zihe's body together.

"That is, I have to make a great wish that the King of the Earth Bodhisattva is distracted, since I am a person in my generation, the two of them don't have to fight again, how about a tie!" Yang Jian's distraction glanced at Wukong, perhaps because he respected his heavenly soul, his eyes were very flat, and he had no intention of overlooking him, and his words were also in a consultative tone.

"Let them go!"

Wukong is indispensable, as long as he can save the Ice Spirit Clan.

"You didn't beat me, why did you want me to let me go?"

Chen Zihe's face was ugly, just now his Heavenly Soul behaved like this, making himself lose face, and naturally he couldn't do what Wukong wanted. He didn't want to think about it, if Yang Jian hadn't acted like this, even if Wukong's Heavenly Soul hadn't entered the physical realm, destroying them would only be a matter of words.

Wukong didn't say much, the wishful slash in his hand reappeared, quietly looking at Chen Zihe, who was greatly injured, completely unafraid of the heavenly soul that had condensed into an entity behind his body, and saw that posture until you let him go!

"Even if you are the clansmen of the fairy beasts, there is no place to put them!"

Yang Jian recognized the identity of the Ice Spirit Clan at a glance, so he said to Chen Zihe lightly.

"Shut up! You're just my heavenly soul, there's no place for you to talk here! ”

Chen Zihe was furious, and yelled at Yang Jian with a pale face! Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

The other immortal cultivators all opened their mouths wide, looking at Chen Zihe like a dead person, they had never seen anyone who dared to treat their Heavenly Soul like this! The earth soul is a little better, after all, it is his previous life, everyone lives with the same soul, and it doesn't matter if it's noisy.

The heavenly soul is the distraction of the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, and they don't know which life they have cultivated the blessings, or what they have done to their spleen and stomach, so they are always accompanied by a wisp of distraction, and there must be a great opportunity to wake up, and which immortal cultivator is not respected and loved, how dare he be so rude?

(Yang Erlang's third eye flashed, dear book friends, where is the collection and recommendation?) ）