Is it a blessing or a curse?

It was meant to happen, and it has happened. Zhan Yang shook his head and sighed, if he had known this, he would definitely persuade Su Jiandong to stay in Nancheng.

has been inherited, but also has been bound.

Zhan Yang stepped forward and pressed his hand on the statue of Wenqu Xingjun, and a faint spiritual power seeped into it.

Marshal Ma frowned: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Stop."

"Don't be unreasonable to Xingjun."

They stepped forward.

"Shut up!" Zhan Yang roared in a low voice, and an invisible fluctuation rippled out, and the four of them were shocked and took two steps back.

"Who is this man?"

"Let's see."

The four of them did not come forward again.

Zhan Yang exhaled, and silently recited in his heart: "Su Jiandong, Su Jiandong, is it you?" Can you hear me? ”

“……”

"Su Jiandong?"

"Yes...... You are ......"

"I'm Zhanyang." Zhan Yang was overjoyed in his heart, although his voice was weak, it was indeed Su Jiandong.

Looks like he's really stuck here.

"Exhibition...... Zhanyang? ”

"Yes, how are you now? How can I get you out? ”

"I don't know."

"......" was taken aback.

"I'm so uncomfortable." After Su Jiandong finished speaking, there was no more sound.

"Su Jiandong, Su Jiandong." Zhanyang shouted a few times, but there was no response, and he couldn't help but change his face and let go of his hand.

Zhan Yang was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, quickly sealed, the breath in his palm flowed fiercely, and pressed on the statue of the Star Monarch again, and in an instant, Zhan Yang's face flushed.

"Su Jiandong?" Zhan Yang asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm......"

"Sue me, how can I pull you out?"

"Heavy ...... Recombination...... Six ......"

Bang!

Suddenly, a force of backlash came from Xingjun's image, pushing Zhanyang away, and Zhanyang took two steps back to stabilize his body, but the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with traces of blood.

Zhan Yang wiped away the bloodstains, stared at the idol, and his heart was touched, "Reorganize the Six Paths? Your sister, I don't know which bastard came up with it. ”

"What's going on?" Marshal Ma asked.

"It's fine." Zhan Yang found a place, sat down casually, took out a can of Coke from his bag, opened it and took a sip, and then fell silent.

Restructuring the Six Paths?

Nima, you really dare to think about it.

Zhan Yang shook his head, he definitely didn't believe that Su Jiandong came up with this idea, because, even though Su Jiandong was strong, his realm had not yet reached this level, and Su Jiandong didn't understand what the reorganization of the Six Paths contained in it.

But who will it be?

Who brought them here?

Who made them scatter in the six realms?

Who gave the dragon-shaped Taiji Sword to Nie Fei?

Perhaps, even his own arrival has been calculated, such an accurate plan is really not something that ordinary people can come up with.

Who is it?

What is the purpose?

"Damn it!" Zhanyang clenched the Coke can, and unconsciously, the murderous aura of his whole body slowly emanated.

The four marshals were actually intimidated by this murderous aura and could not move.

After a while, Zhan Yang woke up, drank Coke, stood up, and said, "Take me to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace." ”

The four of them were shocked.

"No, it can't be."

"Kill us."

"It's not necessary to kill, but it's ......" stretched out his hand, and two fragments of the demon refining pot appeared in his hand, spinning in the air, "You are no stranger to this thing, if you don't take me there, I will let you live better than die first." ”

The four of them stared.

"You have this?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Even so, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall is not a place for you to go."

"Really?" Zhan Yang sneered, "Take me there." ”

In the end, they compromised, and the four of them took Zhanyang and headed towards the higher levels, and when they left, Zhanyang did not move the statue of Xingjun, because he didn't know what would happen if he moved.

When he saw Su Jiandong, he was eager to show his heart, no longer watched, and went all the way, encountering some heavenly soldiers, and the dragon-shaped Taiji Sword was directly done, and occasionally the four generalissimos persuaded him to retreat.

Soon.

They stepped into the ninth heaven, which is the place of existence of the heavenly court.

Marshal Ma exhaled and said, "This is it, if you dare, go in by yourself." ”

"You guys?"

"Without being called, we didn't dare to go in, we have violated the rules of heaven."

"Oh my God, sister, haven't you seen it all the way? There is still any appearance of the Heavenly Palace. Zhanyang couldn't help but scold.

"It's a responsibility, you don't understand."

"Whatever." Zhan Yang waved his hand, stepped forward directly, looked straight ahead, and suddenly, an invisible coercion shrouded him from all directions.

Straight to the face.

Spread out his eyes, his fists were clenched, his whole body breath was mobilized, and he roared angrily, and suddenly, the wind was raging.

Rumble!

The energy spreads out.

The four marshals were dumbfounded.

"This kid has a fight with Sun Wukong."

"However, the Lingxiao Treasure Hall is not so easy to break into."

Sure enough, Zhan Yangzhen took two steps back, and in front of him, more than a dozen golden-armored war gods and a winged general appeared.

"Who is the demon who dares to trespass into the Lingxiao Palace?"

"Who are you?" Zhan Yang didn't answer the rhetorical question, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body, and took two steps forward. But he was secretly scolding in his heart, his body was really bad, and he couldn't resist a gold-armored miscellaneous soldier.

"I am Thor."

"The Four Heavenly Kings." Four more people walked out from behind.

Zhan Yang took a deep breath and said, "Get out of the way!" ”

"Demon ......"

"Demon uncle." With a flick of his wrist, he took out the money sword, and held the dragon-shaped Taiji sword tightly with his other hand.

The move is hidden.

The shadow of the sword covered the entire space.

The crowd was shocked.

Endless swords, piercing their bodies.

But Zhanyang was gone.

"What about others?" Marshal Zhao, who was watching from afar, asked.

"What's this trick?"

"It's amazing."

Sou!

At this moment, Zhan Yang instantly appeared on the side of more than a dozen golden-armored war gods, with a pull of his wrist, but he held the sword in his backhand and cut it at their throats.

It's fast, and everyone doesn't have time to react.

However, Zhan Yang miscalculated, and just as he was about to succeed, a gun was lit and his sword was swinged.

Zhan Yang was frightened, and with this strength, he flew back more than a dozen steps, and when he looked up, he was actually a young general, with cold and cold eyes, looking at himself.

"Third Prince!"

The only five remaining golden-armored war gods reacted and exclaimed in surprise. Looking at the dissipated companion again, he hurriedly patted his chest, his heart palpitated, and he felt afraid for a while.

"Who are you?" The third prince's pistol glared angrily.

Poof!

Zhanyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was unstable, and he almost fell, "Damn, it's a backlash, I'm too strong." ”

At this time, Thor and the Four Heavenly Kings stood on the side of the third prince, and even though they were caught off guard by Zhanyang, some wolves, they were not hurt much.

Thor roared: "Who the hell are you? ”

"Zhanyang." Zhan Yang spit out a mouthful of blood clots, put away the dragon-shaped Taiji Sword, and quietly took out a talisman, which was a black talisman.

The third prince said: "Your cultivation is not good, but your methods are good, let's fight again." ”

"Third Prince!"

"Get out."

“……”

Zhan Yang this Khan, this third prince, should be the legendary Nezha, the same belligerent, the same unreasonable.

It's just that Zhan Yang was surprised that this third prince is not a primordial god, but has a body, that is to say......

Although there are many questions, it's just that I can only ask them after playing.

These guys, if they don't beat them, they won't listen to themselves. Zhanyang exhaled deeply and straightened up.

The third prince looked at Zhanyang and asked, "Are you sure you want to fight?" ”

"Hmm."

"You use a sword?"

"Wrong." Raising his hand, he raised the black talisman, "I only have one talisman." ”

Thor, the Four Heavenly Kings, the Third Prince and others were stunned at the same time.

Thor sneered, "What can you do with just a black rune." ”

The third prince's face changed: "Are you kidding?" ”

Zhan Yang thought for a while, took out another black talisman, and explained: "These two black talismans are my last means of preserving my life, if you can break the absolute barrier of the first one, I will use these two to kill you." ”

Everyone was silent, they didn't believe it, thinking that Zhanyang was joking.

The third prince glanced at Zhanyang deeply, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, I'll learn your methods." ”

Zhan Yang chuckled, put away the money sword, pressed his hands flat on the black talisman, recited a few words silently, and said with a smile: "If you can crack it, my life is yours." ”

As he spoke, the black rune suddenly threw out, and the black rune burst open, and the thick black gas was billowing and surging.

"What is this?"

"Oops, not good." The third prince shouted and rose to the sky, but it was too late.

All were devoured in.

The black qi condensed into a black charm again, falling from mid-air, Zhan Yang caught it, and let out a long breath.

The four marshals, in the distance, were already stunned.

"It's a demon."

"Even the third prince is not an opponent."

"Where did this guy come from?"

Zhan Yang put away the black talisman, glanced back at them, smiled lightly, and strode into the Lingxiao Palace.

It is rumored that when Hongmeng first opened, there was the prototype of the Heavenly Palace, and then the Eastern Emperor and Emperor Jun joined forces to create the biggest change in history, that is, the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

At first, Heavenly Court was owned by the Demon Clan, and the Eastern Emperor was the first Heavenly Court controller. However, after going through various reshuffles, the Taoist Jade Emperor infiltrated, and because of the battle of the gods, there was the glory of the Heavenly Palace.

It's just that.

After endless years, they could not imagine that because of the rise of the human race, the gods would fall due to the catastrophe. Or, because the number of people who believe in the gods has decreased, and there is no incense, it will gradually fall into decay and fall into the field where it is today.

Who is right and who is wrong has long been inquisitive.

Zhan Yang didn't want to think about it too much, this time, he came for Su Jiandong, and if he wanted to save Su Jiandong, he had to control the core of the Heavenly Dao, which was Heavenly Court.

Enter the Soaring Treasure Hall.

It's in ruins.

However, Zhanyang felt different, his eyes were in a trance, and when he opened his eyes again, he seemed to appear in another world.

"It's ......" was dazzled.

In the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the gods sit on both sides, the Jade Emperor sits on the right seat, and the singing and dancing are endless, this is actually a singing and dancing banquet.

Hallucinations?

Zhanyang took a breath, closed his eyes, and bit the tip of his tongue in an attempt to sober himself up. However, when I opened my eyes, I saw several dancing girls, with charming smiles on their faces, and the fragrance was fragrant.

"Not a hallucination!?"