Chapter Seventy-Two: Self-Inflicted (Subscription Requested!)

"Tell General Su that we don't want to participate in the battle of secular soldiers. ”

At the banquet, the immortals of the sect were drinking their own immortal wine, talking about Taoism and exchanging experiences.

Thinking of the Taoist friends who died in this battle, they inevitably sighed, and naturally they would not give Su Hu's father and son any good looks.

In fact, the two Heavenly Monarchs and the Nine Dragon Island Twin Saints who died in the previous battle were not dead, but entered the God List and will serve in the Heavenly Court in the future.

It's just that compared to the current care, that kind of priesthood is very resistant to the immortals.

In spite of oneself.

It is not possible to travel around.

For a casual immortal like Zhao Gongming, this is no different from death.

However, just when Zhao Gongming angrily reprimanded the exposition of the sect and swore that he would let the twelve golden immortals also be on the list, a void divine light suddenly appeared, and the gods poured into his body unconsciously.

He only felt a thrill in his heart, put down the wine bottle, held the divine whip, and looked around.

"Brother Dao?"

Zhao Gongming's disappearance made all the Heavenly Monarchs immediately solemn.

"It's okay!"

Zhao Gongming raised his hand, unwilling to lose face, and calculated silently.

"I'll take whatever means the lamp and land pressure can make!"

After a while, he scoffed, as the power of returning to the realm, he knew before and after, and wanted to plot against him, it was almost impossible, this whim was undoubtedly the ghost of those people.

Zhao Gongming was full of confidence, leaned back with a tactic, and continued to talk about the difference between immortals and gods, regretting the colleagues on the list.

In the Xiqi camp, Lu pressed the eyes of the sky, observed Zhao Gongming's movements from afar, witnessed this scene, and smiled.

Zhao Gongming has an arrogant personality, he is by no means a cautious person in words and deeds, even if he notices something abnormal, he will not care too much, and by the time he really notices that something is wrong, it will be too late.

Solving Zhao Gongming is only the first step, and the next step is ......

"Hmm!"

At this moment, Lu Jian snorted, and suddenly felt an unprecedented palpitation.

His complexion changed drastically, and he immediately unfolded his retreat, turned into a long rainbow, and ran away without a trace.

Not only did he avoid the immortals such as Burning the Lamp for the first time, but Lu Jian flew thousands of miles and stopped at a barren mountain, and then he began to meditate, check his body, and calculate the heavenly opportunity.

In the face of the unknown and dangerous attitude, Lu Jian and Zhao Gongming are two extremes, and it is precisely because of this caution that this golden crow can survive the Lich War.

But no matter how he calculated, he couldn't figure out where that whim came from, his face was gloomy, and he thought left and right: "Could it be that Xiqi is unwilling to accept the help of the dog Rong, the warning of the two Western sect masters?"

As for whether Ji Fajie accepted the help of the dog Rong, Lu Jian actually didn't care too much, because this matter was related to the eastward expansion of the Western Sect.

It is the Western religion that the dog Rong sacrifices, and if Xiqi succeeds with the help of the power of the dog Rong this time, it will be natural for the Western religion to preach in Middle-earth in the future.

And Lu Quan, as a messenger, is also using this merit as a stepping stone, after solving the causal relationship of the demon clan, he is about to enter the Tao and the two religions, of which the Buddha is the body of the Western religion.

However, judging from the choice of Ji Chang's father and son, they have a long-term vision, and they are by no means characters who are greedy for small profits in front of them.

The time has not yet come.

Lu Jian has already said to himself, the future Son of Heaven is unwilling, and it is none of his business, this kind of persecution is really unreasonable.

So what else is there?

Lu Jian didn't dare to be careless, ignored the Xiqi war, and kept in retreat, doing all the protection.

So, three days later, the heart is like fire, six days later, it means frying, and after nine days, there is no way out......

"Seven arrows with a nailhead!"

Without waiting for the immortal body to begin to drowsy, Lu Jian had already determined that he had actually won the trick of his mastery.

One arrow in three days, seven arrows!

You can't go wrong!

This frightened him.

Not to mention that in the case of the destruction of the Wu Clan, why is there still a curse secret method in the world that is proficient in the witch clan in the past, since this nail-headed Seven Arrows Book is launched, it cannot be broken, unless the straw man on the altar is taken away and the spell book is burned.

But now, he doesn't even know which side wants to harm him, so how can he take the book?

Lu Zhuan's face was cloudy, he gritted his teeth, turned into a long rainbow, and went to the Pure Land of Bliss in the west.

The only way to do this now is to ask the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor to take action.

It's just that in this way, the status has dropped greatly.

A top-notch power like him, who has entered the Western Sect, is also a respected person, but if he can be replaced by a call for help in a life-and-death situation, he may become a thug.

He is extremely unwilling, but it is absolutely impossible to be on the list, with the poison of the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, there is only this way.

However, as soon as the land pressure retreated from the light, above the heavenly dome, a five-colored divine light brushed down.

In the past, Lu Jian would definitely have avoided it with the unparalleled escape method, but this time, his three spirits were shot, and his strength was not as good as before, so he couldn't avoid it, so he could only use the glory of the sun to compete with the five-colored divine light.

Feeling the incomparable innate five elements divine power, Lu Quan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately judged that he was not an opponent, and said: "I am Xi Kunlun Lu Quan, I don't know where it is, you and I have no grievances, is there any misunderstanding?"

Kong Xuan walked down from the void and came to Lu Zhuan: "No misunderstanding, I'm here to take your life, Prince Jinwu!"

As soon as the last four-word salutation came out, Lu Quan's heart sank to the bottom, gave up all luck, and exerted his life's strength to fight against him.

Since it is seen that he is following his feet, there is no room for turnaround, and there is no need to do that tongue calculation, each according to his ability.

But head-to-head, how can Lu Jian be Kong Xuan's opponent?

Originally, with the ability of land pressure, seeing that the situation was not good, he blindly got away, and the great day golden crow was extremely talented, and the five-color divine light could not stop it.

It is precisely because there is no certainty of killing that Kong Xuan will find another way, with the help of the hand of the nine-tailed fox, replace the name of the straw man, and let Lu Jian lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Lu Jian never imagined that the lowly nine-tailed fox could actually do things under his nose, and the target of the Seven Arrows Book of Nails changed from Zhao Gongming to himself.

In a sense, this also reflects the progress of Confucius's preaching.

Replaced by the former Kong Xuan, with the nine-tailed fox as the internal response, he couldn't do this.

Now that the picture is poor, there is no reason for Lu Jian to be spared.

Seeing that the land pressure was retreating, the body was getting smaller and smaller, almost turning into a point of light, being included by the divine light, the wind and clouds above the sky suddenly changed, and an indescribable majestic power pressed down, and a Taoist Zhang's six Dharma bodies, Yingluo golden lamps, floated down.

Bade Pond often speaks, and Qibao Lin says three times. Cultivating the name of the relics, and the bliss of leisure is the West.

Kong Xuan's face immediately became extremely solemn.

......

......

In the midst of the song.

On the star-picking platform.

"Do you bully the small?"

Gu Cheng stopped his pen, raised his eyebrows, and pinched his five fingers lightly.

"Go ahead!"

There was a buzzing sound, and a crystal clear mosquito appeared in the palm of his hand, sent it into the void, and disappeared.