"It's Zhao Gongming Daoyou!"

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the voice of the heavenly dome arrived, and before the auspicious clouds fell, the two saints of Kowloon Island and the Eight Heavenly Monarchs were already overjoyed.

They think very highly of themselves, and this battle is bloody, especially Yuan Hong's stronger and stronger battles and Yang Jian's decisive killing, which makes them cold.

But now that Zhao Gongming arrived, all the pressure disappeared.

Zhao Gongming was very angry.

The power of returning to the Yuan to the realm can calculate the heavenly opportunity, he looked at Yang Jian, and he didn't need to pinch his fingers to calculate, he knew that this person was a disciple of the third generation of teaching.

It is often said that the disciples of the three sects belong to Taoism, and they should not kill each other, and they should not kill each other, and they should not kill the disciples of the sect in this way.

Not to mention, this time at the invitation of Shen Gongbao, on the way, Zhao Gongming also said, with the ability of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island and the Ten Heavenly Monarchs of Golden Turtle Island, even if he can't win a big victory, he will be fine, but he didn't expect that when he just came here, he saw several dead and injured people from his old friend, his face crackled, and then he looked at Yang Jian's gaze suddenly became extremely cold.

Riding a black tiger under the seat, with a golden whip in his hand, Yang Jian immediately knew who it was and took a deep breath.

Among the three generations of disciples, he is a well-deserved first, and even some of the twelve golden immortals are not opponents, but Zhao Gongming is one of the strongest disciples under the seat of the master of the Tongtian Sect, let alone himself, even if Guangchengzi, the head of the twelve golden immortals, comes, he is not sure of winning the battle with half a battle.

However, the grace of saving the mother is greater than everything, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, you must work hard to do it!

Seeing that Yang Jian's eyes did not flinch for a minute, and his breath became more calm and vast, Zhao Gongming gave birth to a trace of appreciation, but he still did not hesitate to make a move, the sacrificial whip was in the air, and the divine light flashed like lightning, falling downward.

Syllable!

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and greeted it, but the trajectory of the divine whip was clearly seen in his eyes, but it seemed to be made of heaven, cutting through the void, and it was completely impossible to dodge.

"Hmm!"

Yang Jian snorted, his body trembling.

His eight or nine Xuan Gong had already been practiced to the point of entering the house, and even the power of the prohibition arranged by the Four Emperors of the Heavenly Realm could not hurt him, but at this moment, being whipped was a hot pain.

It was not his body, but in the depths of his soul that he felt an unprecedented tearing pain, which made him change his face involuntarily.

With just this whip, you can see the majesty of the top power.

This is Zhao Gongming's most unpretentious means of attack, in the Romance of the Gods, when he was fighting against the generals, he easily whipped Jiang Ziya to death.

Of course, at that time, Jiang Ziya had his back to the elders in the door, died in battle every day, and was quickly resurrected, jumping around, and this time Yang Jian fought alone, Zhao Gongming's divine whip was like a brilliant heavenly might, and after taking a hit, he knew that he could no longer rely on the strength of his body to blindly resist, his steps were staggered, his body shook, and he exerted Xuangong changes.

And then......

Syllable!

Another whip whipped Yang Jian to five labors and seven injuries, and the samadhi fire in his chest erupted.

Zhao Gongming didn't come out with other magic weapons, he still fell one whip after another, let Yang Jian change in every way, and he couldn't avoid it all at once, and the artistic conception can only be described by a song recipe-

It can turn Sumeru upside down, and turn the sun and the moon in reverse circles!

The power to change the day!

Yang Jian's heart sank.

Ever since the success of the Eight or Nine Xuangongs, he has always thought that he could compete with the power of the Returning Yuan to the Realm, and it was not until this moment that he realized that the gap between the realms was the Saint Immortal and Chaos, the huge gap between the two great realms.

Once you enter the Chaos Realm, you will have a true understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, so that you will have the opportunity to control the origin, so even if the combat power can be close, once you meet a real powerhouse, the Eight or Nine Xuangong is not enough.

He just relied on Xuan Gong to kill the disciples of the sect, and now the feng shui is taking turns, and retribution is coming!

"Damn, why is one stronger than the other?"

Watching the battle, each has its own joys and sorrows, and the nine-tailed fox doesn't care about the dispute between the exposition and interception of the teaching, but is so anxious that his eyes roll.

Originally, Yang Jian was so powerful that she beheaded two of the four saints of Kowloon Island, and she thought she had found a particularly powerful free thug, but she didn't expect the situation to take a turn for the worse, and she came to a strong reinforcement, and a stronger one immediately appeared on the opposite side.

Thinking of the appearance of the Sect Interception Immortals, the nine-tailed fox stared at Shen Gong Leopard viciously.

It's definitely this guy's ghost, once he has the chance, he must be the first to destroy this dangerous Taoist!

Shen Gongbao felt the killing intent and looked to the other side, but did not find the target.

The nine-tailed fox returned to the Xiqi camp with a smoke, first coughing up blood skillfully and naturally, and then said miserably: "Everyone, go quickly!"

Ji Fa hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

He was actually very curious about the supernatural power contest on the front line, but he didn't dare to participate in it rashly, after all, it was a real immortal fight, and looking at the scene of the wind and fire surging in the earth, water, and fire, he was deeply in awe in his heart.

Fortunately, the vision that surged out of mid-air could also slightly judge the strength of the two sides, and it seemed that they were evenly matched before, so why did they suddenly have to run?

The nine-tailed fox said: "The enemy is constantly reinforced, and the Seven Saints of Meishan can no longer support it!"

Whether the virtue of the Seven Monsters can be called the Seven Saints is not to be said for the time being, as soon as these words came out, the faces of the Xiqi people turned pale, and the desperate atmosphere that the general trend had gone was shrouded.

Ji Fa gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Chang.

Where can they go now?

I'm afraid that only Ji Chang is guilty of entering the court song, this is a way to put him to death and live later!

"If you are really the true dragon emperor, this crisis will naturally have a chance to recover!"

The nine-tailed fox took retreat as advance, not really to let Xiqi rout and flee, thinking about the true dragon qi that echoed the power of Fengge, and took the opportunity to lead.

Ji Fa and Ji Chang's father and son shook their bodies, and at the same time they heard the sound of a phoenix chirping, coming from outside.

The two of them immediately went out of the tent, and they could see in the distance, not far from Qishan, there seemed to be an endless holy divine bird flying with its wings spread and singing endlessly.

Even the ordinary people of Xiqi could perceive this scene, looking at Qishan in shock, listening to the holy sound surrounding, and worshipping reverently.

Auspicious from the sky!

A saint is born!

Ji Fa Fu to the soul, hurriedly ordered left and right, set up a reed tent outside the camp, spread felt on the ground, hang flowers and tie colors, and waited for the immortal family to come here.

This was originally a dead horse as a live horse doctor, which is equivalent to praying to God and worshiping Buddha in the temple in later generations, expecting the gods and Buddhas to appear, but now Ji Fa's eyes are looking forward to it, but he has a strong confidence inexplicably.

The heavens are smooth, and the immortals are endless.

Sure enough, the jade chime golden bell is divided into two minutes, the auspicious clouds are spit out on the Xiqi City, the colorful light shines on the sky, and there is a Taoist who crosses the deer and rides the clouds, and floats to it, it is the Taoist who lights the lamp in the Yuanjue Cave of the Eagle Mountain.

Immediately after that, there were four of the twelve golden immortals-

Wulong Mountain Yunxiao Cave Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun.

Tuoshan Luojia Cave Cihang Dao people.

Jialong Mountain Feiyun Cave is afraid of leaving grandchildren.

Jiugong Mountain White Crane Cave Fuxian real person.

The sky is falling, the ground is surging with golden lotus, and the teachings are entered!

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