The front line of the battle between the Shang and Zhou armies.

It was dark, like the face of an angry child, as if it would be completely dark at any moment.

The rain was pouring down, like a scoop, wetting the magic weapons and battle clothes of countless soldiers.

The soldiers, who had normal faces, turned pale at a slow pace.

As time passed, the rain became heavier and heavier.

More and more of the soldiers turned abnormal and began to falter.

"Plop"

A soldier fell to the ground and died.

Immediately afterward, thousands of soldiers fell as if they were harvesting wheat.

It didn't take long for it to spread like a plague to the seriously injured monks.

The barracks were in chaos.

In front of the largest military tent, standing in the rain, the white-haired and messy Wen Zhong's face sank like water.

He certainly knew that this was no ordinary rain.

But there is nothing to be done, these days, not only are the monks brought from Chaoge almost consumed, but most of the people who came to help from the sect have also died, and the rest are seriously injured.

"Ahem......"

Wen Zhong coughed violently, and his body was also shaky.

At this moment, a five-colored light swept from the sky, blocking the strange heavy rain, and Yangguan came to the world again.

Immediately afterwards, a peerless woman in white clothes who won the snow floated in colorful auspicious clouds.

"Master"

Wen Zhong's face was happy, and then he was replaced by worry.

During this time, it was not that there were no Golden Immortal masters who came to help in the battle, but they were all planted.

Explain the teaching, the Western religion, the people in the heavenly court, at the beginning of the sanctimonious manner, a defender's face, once they found that they couldn't fight, they started a wheel war, and if they couldn't do it, they went back to call people, and bullied the small with the big.

I don't know how many people in the poor sect have fallen so sadly.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit descended from the sky and waved her hand to release a gentle light.

One by one, the dead soldiers reopened their eyes.

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

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit tried several times, and it was all the same.

"This is the collective spell cast by the twelve golden immortals of the Zhou army's camp, unless the mana is higher than them, it can't be saved"

Wen Zhong explained.

"The twelve golden immortals are here?"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit frowned.

The Zhou army camp had a high-level spirit treasure to shield the qi machine, and she didn't know who was in the Zhou army camp.

"I came when I was dealing with Sanxiao before"

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

Sanxiao blocked everyone with the Nine Curved Yellow River Array.

Victory is on the verge of victory.

Yuan Shi Tianzun, a Taiqing saint, regardless of his identity, bullied the small with the big, and ended up in person, three Xiao, two deaths, and one was captured.

"Since their strength is far stronger than yours, why don't they just break the camp and kill you?"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit was puzzled.

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

Wen Zhong's expression was desolate.

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

"You can't do anything, go back with your teacher"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit persuaded.

Although Wen Zhong was not her favorite disciple, she didn't want to watch her disciple die here.

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

Wen Zhong refused.

He has already embraced the heart of death.

At this moment, a hysterical shout of killing came from a distance, like a full-scale landslide, deafening.

Our Lady of Jin Ling raised her eyes, and countless soldiers, led by the monks, rushed out of the Zhou army camp.

On the periphery, the merchant army, which had not yet died, resisted, and was quickly killed, mixed with all kinds of pickled blood flowing all over the ground.

Moments later, several monks rushed into the chaotic merchant camp and launched a one-sided massacre of the evil merchant soldiers on behalf of justice.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit snorted lightly, and with a wave of her sleeves, she killed these monks.

"Come back"

A deep voice came from the Zhou army barracks.

The Zhou army retreated like a tide.

"Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, you have practiced for millions of years to reach your current realm, why do you have to wade through this troubled water?"

Said in a deep voice.

Then, twelve senior Golden Immortal-level powerhouses flew out of the Zhou army together.

"Guangchengzi, you besiege but don't attack, isn't it just to attract a few more sectarians, I came as you wish, why bother to behave"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit sneered.

"Our Lady's words are wrong, the three sects are one family, regardless of each other, if it weren't for the repeated assistance of the sectarians, how would it have caused today's disaster?"

Guang Chengzi said again.

"Don't say anything in front of me."

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit disdained.

"It seems that you are determined to help the unconscious king"

Guang Chengzi sneered.

"Less nonsense, which of you comes first?"

Our Lady of Jin Ling didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said directly.

"Our Lady's cultivation is profound, I'm afraid none of us are your opponents"

Guang Chengzi opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Twelve Golden Immortals, one he, one Yuding Zhenren, are not under the Holy Mother of Jinling.

"Then two by two"

Our Lady of Jin Ling said with a cold face.

None of the twelve golden immortals moved.

"Could it be that you want to beat me one of the twelve, it's really a good apprentice of the second master?"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit laughed angrily.

No wonder the battle has reached this point, and none of the twelve golden immortals have been on the god list.

Guang Chengzi coughed and turned his head to look at everyone: "Which two junior disciples are willing to fight?" ”

"Me"

"Me"

Two golden immortals stood up.

"In this battle, I will fight with my senior brother"

The strongest Jade Ding real person of the Twelve Golden Immortals stood up.

The two Jin Immortals, who had originally stood up hard, immediately retreated.

"Isn't it shameful that either of you is under my master, and the two of you are on it together?"

Wen Zhong asked.

Yuding Zhenren looked at him, and Wen Zhong snorted and sat on the ground.

"Okay, in this battle, I will shoot with Senior Brother Yuding"

Guang Chengzi looked at Our Lady of Jin Ling: "I don't know what Our Lady wants?" ”

"You've decided, why bother asking me"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit said coldly.

Guangchengzi and the Yuding Sage glanced at each other and shot together.

One round, two rounds...... Twenty rounds.

The two of them were completely pressed against the Golden Spirit Virgin.

Guang Chengzi was about to use the Fantian seal to bear the Golden Spirit Holy Mother.

Zheng!

A cold light flashed.

"It's not good, it's Uncle Tongtian's Qingping Sword"

Guang Chengzi hurriedly retreated.

The Yuding real person, who followed the retreat, vomited blood.

Our Lady of Jin Ling held the Qingping sword that shone with the law of the saint, and said with an indifferent expression: "You have lost"

"Retreat"

The Twelve Golden Immortals retreated to the Zhou army camp.

How could Our Lady of Jin Ling, who was almost killed, give up and chase after her.

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

"Not good"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit immediately withdrew.

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

It's none other than the leader of the sect, the saint, and the original Tianzun.

She is not Cao Yi, and there is only one way to die if she shoots at the saint.

"Why don't you see the old man when you see it, that's how Senior Brother Tongtian taught you"

Yuan Shi Tianzun said majestically.

Our Lady of Jin Ling withdrew the Qingping sword and arched her hand: "I have seen the second master."

"The personal weapon of the saint is equivalent to the hand of the saint, since the senior brother of Tongtian has made a move, and the old man has made a move, there is nothing wrong with it"

Yuan Shi Tianzun said calmly.

If there is a teacher, there must be a disciple!

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit sneered in her heart.

"Second Uncle Taishi, before, when you and Uncle Taishi killed Sanxiao, my Master Tai didn't make a move"

Wen Zhong said loudly.

"If you commit a crime below three days, you dare to make a move on the old man, and you will die innocently"

Yuan Shi Tianzun said flatly.

"No matter what you say, it's the saint who makes sense"

Wen Zhong sneered.

"Presumptuous"

Yuan Shi Tianzun reprimanded.

But there was no shot.

Wen Zhong is not yet dead.

"Don't be rude"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit scolded.

Wen Zhong lowered his head.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit said to Yuan Shi Tianzun without humility or arrogance: "What are the second masters going to do to me?" Killed or scrapped? ”

"You are not disrespectful to the old man, just be imprisoned for 10,000 years"

Yuan Shi Tianzun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and his illusory big hand was like a cloud covering the sky.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit closed her eyes.

"Huh"

A sword light crushed the illusory hand.

"Primitive, your opponent is me"

The voice of the Tongtian Sect Master came from the sky.

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