Thundered!

Rustle!

So many immortals fought fiercely in Jilei Mountain, and the thousands of miles of Jilei Mountain shook and trembled endlessly under their hands.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone didn't want to cause murder when they fought and condensed the destructive power on the blade in their hands, then the entire Thunder Mountain would probably have been razed to the ground.

Rao is like this, under the impact of a trace of mana leaking, it still makes Jilei Mountain rarely calm.

Princess Jade-faced, Li Jing, Tai Baixing and others hurriedly ordered their army to withdraw from Jilei Mountain, lest they suffer from the disaster of pond fish.

Bang Dang!

The Bull Demon King united with five sworn brothers to besiege Erlang God, killing Yang Jian, who was seriously injured, in embarrassment.

The god of justice, Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, has always been regarded as a master on a par with Sun Wukong and others.

He has been a god of justice in the heavenly court for three hundred years, and according to the guidance of Ming Xiaoyang, he understands the Tao and Tao rhyme contained in the heavenly rules.

Suddenly, he had surpassed the Bull Demon King and the others and become a better master, but now, in the face of the siege of the six Immortal Golden Immortals, no matter how great his ability was, he couldn't resist it.

What's more, before Yang Jian came to Jilei Mountain, there were constant new injuries and old injuries, and his ability to pass through the sky could not be exerted three or four percent.

After barely supporting more than a dozen rounds, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand was knocked to the ground, and the Bull Demon King slashed down with an axe.

The bull's eye of the big fight is full of pleasure.

Yang Jian, you're dead!

Looking at the axe that was cut down at him, Yang Jian sighed in his heart, his eyes were closed, was it all over?

………………

Li Jing, Tai Baixing and others on the periphery saw this scene, and they were overjoyed one after another.

As long as Yang Jian dies, no one can stop the pardon of the Three Holy Mother, and the Queen Mother will also die down.

Everything is going to be on track!

"Second Master!"

When the five Meishan brothers saw this scene, their eyes were torn and they wanted to help, but they were entangled by Nezha, Zhu Bajie and others, and they were not given a chance.

Boom!

At the moment of life and death, a black shadow appeared.

When he captured the Meishan brothers earlier, the Howling Sky Dog, who didn't know where to hide, turned into a black light and blocked this fatal axe for his master.

Poof!

Hot blood splattered, and the Howling Dog was hit the waist, almost cut off, but it still supported itself as a shield to protect its master.

"Howling Dog!"

Yang Jian opened his eyes and saw the seriously injured Howling Sky Dog, and shouted in a lost voice.

"Howling Dog!" Lilac opened a pair of beautiful eyes and said complicatedly.

"Roaring Heavenly Dog, Yang Jian treated you so well, you actually protected him so much!" Agarwood broke out of the battle group and scolded the roaring dog.

"Alas!"

A heavy sigh rang out, reaching the ears of everyone present.

Swish!

A lotus lantern with a shimmering colorful luster suddenly appeared, and a gentle luster shone on Yang Jian and the Lord and Servant of the Roaring Heavenly Dog, slowly repairing their injuries.

A snow-white figure appeared beside Yang Jian.

"You've finally made a move." Letting the gentle light of the Baolian lamp shine on him, Yang Jian didn't raise his head and said coldly.

"There's no way, I'm really invested in such a beautiful scene, and it's understandable that I almost forgot to get down to business!" Ming Xiaoyang spread his hands, very innocent.

"Demon Slaying True Monarch!"

"Division...... Zhenjun! ”

"Ming Xiaoyang!"

"Former Judicial Celestial!"

…………

Seeing the inexplicable person, whether it is friend or foe, he can't help but pause and call out all kinds of names.

Especially agarwood, even if he had already learned from this mentor that he would be his enemy, but when this day really came, he still felt a little difficult to accept.

subconsciously wanted to call the master, but halfway through the change of words to become a real king.

The Meishan brothers, Xiaoyu and others returned to their original positions, looking vigilant, in case the Bull Demon King Nezha and others would kill again.

Zizizizi!

The Baolian lantern is not only a sharp weapon for killing people, but also a magic weapon that can heal diseases and injuries, and is manipulated by the real master, and the gentle mana shines on the people on their side.

The wounds of Yang Jian, Roaring Sky Dog, Meishan Brothers, Xiaoyu and others of different severity gradually healed, and the internal injuries also slowly healed.

"Since the Baolian Lantern can heal wounds, why are you only taking it out and using it now?" Feeling the recovery of his injuries, Yang Jian was glad, but also looked at Ming Xiaoyang resentfully, waiting for his answer.

Ming Xiaoyang said with an embarrassed face: "I forgot, this good scene is too exciting, let me forget this." ”

"It's okay, it's not too late, at least you're still alive and can save your life!"

"You!" Yang Jian was almost angry, gritted his teeth and spit out the word, he was angry, and he didn't know how to pronounce it.

Levitate the Baolian lantern in the air, illuminate Yang Jian and others, and heal them. Ming Xiaoyang grabbed his hand in the void, and a long-silent halberd fell into his palm.

The crisp roar of the weapon sounded, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd made of blood seemed to feel that an earth-shattering battle was about to begin, and it was a little impatient!

Ming Xiaoyang Shi Ran turned around and faced Agarwood and the others, and waved to them with his empty left hand.

"Come on!"

"Demon Slaying True Monarch, what do you mean?" Tai Bai Xing persuaded, "Yang Jian and the others violated the rules of heaven and prevented the heavenly soldiers from rescuing the Hundred Flowers Fairy, could you, the former god of justice, want to be in the same league with him?" ”

"Absolutely." Ming Xiaoyang smiled and said, "Who made Yang Jian a friend of Ben Zhenjun!" ”

"Anyway, Ben Zhenjun stepped down from the post of judicial god three hundred years ago, and any heavenly rules and regulations have nothing to do with Ben Zhenjun."

"Either get out of the way, Ben Zhenjun leaves with his friends; Or make a move, let Ben Zhenjun learn a thing or two! ”

Boom!

A blade of light that shattered the void appeared, striking the Bull Demon King and the others, and the void shattered under this halberd blade.

Clang!

The tall and strong Bull Demon King danced the wheel giant axe in his hand, and the two axes were impermeable, enveloping himself in it.

Suddenly, his body seemed to be shrouded in a shrouded shield of glittering golden light.

Click!

The light blade clashed with the giant axe of the Bull Demon King, and there was a crisp sound.

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, the Bull Demon King, known as the Great Sage of Pingtian and the head of the Seven Great Sages, was shocked and retreated.

A huge crack appeared on the blade of a mountain-opening giant axe that was cast of fine iron and tempered with heavenly fire for thousands of years.

He took three steps back in a row, and the entire Thunder Mountain shook.

"Big brother!"

"Husband!"

"Bull Demon King!"

"Father!"

When the others saw that the Bull Demon King was injured, they gathered around him and shouted worriedly.

"Yikes!" A shrill scream rang out, and a golden light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the field.

When the golden light dissipated, a sharp-beaked monkey gills appeared, full of golden hair, and a Buddhist man in armor defeated the Buddha - Sun Wukong!

"It's really lively here, why don't I come and join in the fun!" Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop stick behind him and said with a hippie smile.

Swish!

Before the words fell, the golden light of the Tao was filled, and the Zen chanting suddenly sounded, floating between the heavens and the earth, dyeing a layer of gold for the blood-soaked Thunder Mountain.

"Amitabha!"