The yellow wind rolled and covered the sky, and the purple mist shone brightly.

Three days later.

The 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals laid eighteen heavenly nets in mid-air, Erlang God sat in the middle army, and Jiuyao Xingjun and Twenty-eight Su were in front of the battle.

The flags are unfurled, and the drums rumble like thunder......

There are twice as many troops as last time, but the pressure is not the same.

The 100,000 demon soldiers of Jingtan Temple barely maintained the formation, but they were all in a panic, and under the pressure, they had already lost the arrogance of returning from Mount Emei.

One level higher.

Emperor Zhenwu took the two generals of the turtle and snake and the five-way dragon god to hide their figures and peek down;

Lean slightly.

The Antarctic Immortal Weng came riding a deer and stopped steadily at the side of Emperor Zhenwu: "Emperor, don't come unharmed." ”

"I've seen the Immortal Emperor." The Emperor Zhenwu hurriedly saluted the Antarctic Immortal, in the mortal world, he was the Emperor of the True Martial Demons, and his reputation was as high as the sky, but in terms of grade, he was one level lower than the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, one of the four emperors.

"Some time ago, I heard two boys say that Li Xiaobai wants to invite you and me to analyze immortal arts together and participate in the study of the Great Dao. Emperor, what do you think? The Antarctic Immortal Weng looked at the battle below and asked with a smile.

"Emperor Ziwei ordered me to investigate." Emperor Zhenwu said, "Senior Brother and Sister Li Xiaobai have mysterious origins, and his supernatural thoughts are very different from those of the world, so I am afraid that he is not the people of the world." Emperor Ziwei was afraid that he was here to seek luck. This time, Erlang Shenjun led the troops to quell the chaos, and you can get a glimpse of the details. ”

"Emperor Ziwei thinks he's an extraterritorial demon?" Antarctic Immortal Weng asked.

"He used to analyze the life of immortal arts, but what he did was the reality of the Three Realms, and what he did was no different from the devil." True Martial Emperor Monarch Dao.

"Emperor Ziwei intends to subdue the demon?" Antarctic Immortal Weng asked.

Emperor Zhenwu pondered for a moment and said, "Watch his actions and make a decision." ”

"Good." The Antarctic Immortal nodded, and was about to speak, when there was a wave of mana fluctuation beside him, and a few more people appeared, and the two looked at each other, but it was Guanyin Bodhisattva and her golden boy and jade girl.

Guanyin Bodhisattva held a pure bottle, a trace of evil aura loomed between her eyebrows, and beside her, the good wealth boy had a dark face, and a pair of black eyes were in the middle, which looked even ridiculous.

Next to the red boy, the princess of the iron fan is the same, with a pair of cross-eyed eyes, holding a banana fan, looking at the 100,000 heavenly soldiers below with an iron face, without saying a word.

As soon as they appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.

Antarctic Immortal Weng and Emperor Zhenwu looked at the mother and son of Princess Iron Fan in unison, and then, one raised his eyebrows and the other twisted his beard, barely restrained his smile, and did not lose his temper.

The red boy snorted and glared at them.

This one look.

The two emperors held back.

The white crane boy snorted and laughed.

"Is it funny?" The red boy said angrily, for so many days, Guanyin Bodhisattva took them all over the three mountains and five mountains, and everyone was helpless, which made him extremely annoyed, like a hedgehog, whoever touched and stabbed whom, no one would give face.

"It's not funny...... "The white crane boy realized his faux pas, and quickly shook his head, "Good wealth boy, I didn't laugh at you, I just remembered some happy things, and I couldn't hold back my ...... for a while"

Cough!

Seeing that his unpromising disciple was getting darker and darker, the Antarctic Immortal couldn't help but cough: "Isn't it okay for Master Guanyin to be cross-eyed?" ”

"The poor monk is incompetent." Guanyin Bodhisattva held the jade bottle and said, "I came here this time to see what kind of magical powers Li Xiaobai has, and if possible, help Yang Jian." ”

……

Jingtan Temple.

On the square, large and small pots and pans were neatly arranged, and three thousand sturdy demon soldiers each held a blade, and surrounded the main pure altar temple.

Li Mu, Feng Gongzi, and Mu Yebing sat in the middle, next to them were their mounts, the Peng Demon King, and Sun Wukong and Nezha stood aside with their blades, very calm, and did not take the 100,000 heavenly soldiers in their eyes.

The Bull Demon King and the Jiao Demon King were guarding the juniors such as Agarwood and the flower fairy Chang'e and others.

Bai Chu is hidden in this group of people, and safety should be guaranteed sufficiently.

"Xiaobai, how about letting my grandson take the lead?" Looking at the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals above his head, Sun Wukong seemed to recall the eventful years in Huaguo Mountain, and took out the golden hoop stick, and said in high spirits.

"Don't panic." Li Mu raised his head, couldn't find Yang Jian's figure, and smiled, "Rub their sharpness first." ”

"What?" Sun Wukong was stunned.

"The plane is coming." Li Mu said with a smile.

The voice did not fall.

There was a roar of engines.

Twenty-one transport planes roared towards them, recklessly colliding with the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who had already set up their formation.

"Stop them!"

This.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were not attracted by Makino Bing.

A group of men dispersed and headed for the planes, each with a sword in a flurry of attacks, intending to stop the twenty-one transport planes.

But the plane before the airdrop is invincible.

Even if the heavenly soldiers used all their strength, they could not stop the twenty-one planes, and they were forced to be penetrated by the planes in the arranged formation, and even one of them flew away.

It's not even started yet!

The formation was cut through.

The heavenly soldiers, who were originally worried about the cross-eyed incident, suddenly lost their momentum, and watched as twenty-one planes were airdropped under their noses.

And then.

The demon soldiers below pulled their bows and arrows, and fired a salvo, and the plane, which they couldn't help with all their might, actually crashed into the Jingtan Temple in a circle of black smoke after being hit by the arrow, making a rumbling explosion and igniting a fireball......

See this scene.

The drumming of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers was stagnant, and the morale became more and more depressed.

Corresponding to it, outside the Jingtan Temple, the cheers of 100,000 demon soldiers shook the sky, as if they had won for a while.

Li Mu waved his hand.

Move the flag.

The cheers stopped.

Li Mu looked up at the sky and said loudly: "Second Brother Yang, you came from afar, why don't you dare to see each other?" ”

Yang Jian dodged out of the Chinese military tent and said in a deep voice: "Li Xiaobai, which is your second brother?" You went against the grain, coerced the immortals, and entangled the demon soldiers to make trouble, and Yang Jian was ordered to come to quell the rebellion. I know that your brother and sister are weird, but today I want to ask, do you dare to fight with me in front of the battle? ”

"How to fight?" Li Mu asked.

"A literary fight, a martial arts fight, and another fight with me Yang Jian?" Yang Jian said.

"How about Wendou? And how about martial arts? Li Mu asked with a smile.

"I've got a volume of Psychedelia here." Yang Jian waved his hand and showed up the picture scroll of the Illusory Illusion Realm, "Your three brothers and sisters choose one of them to enter the Illusory Illusion Realm, if you can come out safely, you will win." ”

Psychedelic realm?

Li Mu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Feng Gongzi with a smile: "Okay, I promise you, what about martial arts?" ”

"Your senior brother and sister have the skills to suppress Sun Wukong, and their mana is all over the sky, can you dare to fight the Nine Yao Xingjun alone, twenty-eight nights?" Yang Jian said.

"Second brother, I really didn't mistake you, you are my second brother." Li Mu looked at Mu Yebing again and said with a smile, "I should also go down this time." ”