This kind of arrangement is very strange, the Jade Emperor Jun held the battle report tightly in his hand, and turned to look at Tota Heavenly King and Yang Jian: "The two Aiqing have fought countless battles, but you can see what tricks Ruomu is playing?"

The two shook their heads in unison: "I don't know, I have never seen such a formation." ”

Things you don't know are often dangerous, not to mention that the person who plays with this dangerous thing is a dangerous person, and it is even more dangerous.

During the conversation, the Buddha also came up to the tower, but he couldn't understand the purpose of this array.

After looking at the city tower for a day, I didn't have a clue, so I could only give a few words of advice to the generals guarding the city, and went back stupidly.

If the wood is out of the pass for eighty-one days, the east is moving, the drums and shouting outside the demon pass, the southern Suzaku stands in front of the battle on horseback and crosses the sword, and shouts to the city tower: "The city tower has the courage to come out and compete with me." ”

In half an hour, the city gate opened, and Jin Zha slowly came out of it, turned the strange stick into three or four battles, and slammed it on the ground: "Suzaku, if you don't want to be your southern god, you have come to seek death." ”

Turned over and dismounted, and walked over slowly: "Jin Zha, don't be rampant, use your real skills to speak." ”

She had already said so, and Jin Zha was not polite, and smashed down with a stick in her hand.

Suzaku dodged sideways, and a blue fire surrounded Jin Zha in the middle and burned, and Li Tianwang on the city tower saw it, and hurriedly threw out the Linglong Pagoda to rescue, and shouted to him: "My son is careful, this is a yin fire, it is very tight." ”

Just after extinguishing the fire, Suzaku turned into six doppelgangers to surround him, all of them playing with the heavenly fire torch in their hands, and laughed and said, "I don't know if there is anyone who will extinguish the heavenly fire for you." ”

With that, the six heavenly fires were all thrown at Jin Zha.

Li Tianwang sacrificed the Linglong Pagoda again, but only weakened the fire a little, and Jin Zha couldn't bear it anymore and was burned and screamed.

Guanyin Bodhisattva pulled out the willow in the bottle, and it rained heavily to extinguish the fire, but although Keling Jinzha saved his life, he was no longer able to fight, and was thrown over by Suzaku like a chick and locked in a prison car.

Mu Zha pulled out the Wu Hook double sword and was about to mention his brother for revenge, but Guanyin Bodhisattva stopped him and said, "The Southern Vermilion Bird is beyond the Five Elements and Three Realms, and you are not her opponent." ”

Defeated in the first battle, morale was greatly reduced, Yang Jian, the general defending the city, was not happy, and the three-pointed two-edged knife was killed in his hand.

The two fought for more than 100 rounds and couldn't tell the winner, but Yang Jian has a heavenly eye, and he will definitely be able to defeat Suzaku after a long time.

At the moment, the danger is urgent, and he can't be defeated, Qinglong started to fight against Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, I have long wanted to ask you about the ability of the first god of war in the heavenly realm, please." ”

There was a laugh from the sky: "Amitabha, Qinglong, I will meet you." ”

Maitreya Buddha is one of the three Buddhas, Qinglong knows that he is not his opponent, but if he should not fight at this time, the army's heart will be chaotic, if he is defeated, it is not easy to explain to Ruomu.

Just in the midst of the dilemma, an old voice came from the rear of the military formation: "Qinglong, I still have some unresolved grievances with Xiao Maitreya, can you give up this opportunity." ”

Following the voice, it was a Nanban wizard who came.

When he arrived at Maitreya Buddha, he folded his hands and saluted: "Buddha, do you still recognize me?"

Maitreya Buddha still smiled, but the expression on his face was not so good-looking: "Recognize, recognize, Nanban Great Wizard, you don't raise insects in Nanban, what are you doing here." ”

The Southern Barbarian wizard's face was pale, and the cane in his hand slammed into the ground: "Laughing Maitreya, Hugh Cheng is very strong-tongued, three hundred years ago, your disciples preached in my Nanban tribe, cut down the sacred wood and carved Buddha statues, my junior brother asked you for a theory, but you relied on your ability to deceive people, and today I came here to ask you for old accounts." ”

Maitreya Buddha folded his hands and said 'Amitabha Buddha', and replied to the Nanban sorcerer: "Your sacred tree has a fate with me, so it was cut down by my disciples to make a Buddha statue, the way of heaven is like this, it should be my disciples who have relieved its suffering, you should thank me." ”

The Southern Barbarian Wizard was so angry that his face changed, he held the staff in his hand tightly, and sneered twice: "I knew you had said this, take a closer look, can you recognize the staff in my hand?"

Maitreya Buddha saw it and replied to the Nanban sorcerer: "It's very familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it." ”

Haha laughed: "I can't remember, then let me tell you, this is the Vajra Bodhi tree in front of the door when you became a Buddha, it is related to me, so I cut it down and made it into a staff and held it in my hand." ”

Maitreya Buddha was shocked when he heard this, and he was furious, and shouted to the Nanban wizard: "What, do you know that it has received thousands of years of incense to have today's spiritual energy, and it is where the spiritual root of our disciples is, and if it is cut off by your knife, my disciples will all cut off the spiritual root, and they will not be able to achieve positive results." ”

The Southern Barbarian Wizard didn't care about this, he wanted to take revenge on Maitreya and snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with me, I just know that it has a fate with me, so it should be held in my hands, don't talk nonsense, and show your skills." ”

At this time, Maitreya Buddha could no longer distinguish whether he was crying or laughing on his face, and he couldn't care about the identity of the Buddha, so he used the Buddha beads as a whip and hit the Nanban sorcerer.

The Nanban wizard is not a vegetarian, the staff in his hand blocks left and right, no matter how hard he uses, he can be stronger than him, no matter how fast he is, he just can't beat the Nanban wizard.

After fighting for half an hour, Xiao Maitreya was a little tired, and the speed of his attack slowed down.

Blocked his Buddha beads again: "You can't fight, I haven't started fighting yet, fat Buddha, look at my staff." Before the words fell, the staff reached the position of Maitreya Buddha's head.

He reacted quickly enough to dodge the fatal blow.

Before he could stand still, the staff fell down again.

Hurriedly retreating, one accidentally fell into the clouds, attracting a burst of ridicule.

The Nanban wizard didn't let him go like this, the staff stabbed towards the throat, seeing that he was fierce, he didn't dare to touch it hard, and hurriedly rolled to the side to avoid the attack, and a carp stood up;

The Southern Barbarian sorcerer and his cultivation are only between the best, and the victory is to make Maitreya Buddha confused.

It slammed into his waist with a 'click' and the stick broke.

smashed a piece of his hand on the ground, and said to Maitreya Buddha: "Shameless novice, you dare to destroy my sacred tree." ”

There was no strength to fight back, so he forcibly supported himself, picked up the two sticks in his hands, and lamented: "You have followed me for a thousand years, how can I not calculate that you deserve this calamity." ”

"You novices talk about karma, that's it, three hundred years ago, your disciples cut down my sacred wood, causing more than half of my children to be killed and injured, today I took your Vajra Bodhi, cut off the spiritual root of your disciples, and the grievances have been settled, laughing Maitreya, if you don't accept it, I will wait for you in Nanban. ”

The Nanban wizard came to take revenge, and now that the revenge has been avenged, there is no need to continue to stay, so he turned around and left.

Several sergeants came up to put Maitreya Buddha in a prison car, and the Western White Tiger came out and shouted: "Who will compare with me?"

"White Tiger, don't be rampant, the deity is here to teach you your skills. "An immortal came out of the city, with white hair and a sword in each hand.

Recognizing that what he had in his hand was a male and female sword, the white tiger gently arched his hand: "The Western White Tiger has seen the Golden Immortal." ”

Accepting the sword, he hugged his fists and said, "White Tiger, you are not my opponent, let's let Qinglong come out." ”

"Guangchengzi Daxian, the green dragon armor is on his body, and it is not polite to fight with you, so I should ask you for advice. ”

"If that's the case, then please. ”

With the male and female swords in their hands, they stabbed at the white tiger, and the speed was shocking, and the white tiger was only left to parry.

Guang Chengzi is the head of the twelve golden immortals, with high mana, and is notoriously strong in the first strike, although the white tiger is beyond the five elements and three realms, he can fight against him, but he still lacks fire.

After more than 100 rounds of fighting, the White Tiger was defeated.

The male and female swords rested on his neck, and he instructed the heavenly soldiers in the city: "Bring the prisoner cart and lock this house." ”

The White Tiger was defeated and locked in the prisoner car, Guang Chengzi was calling for battle again, no one in the army was his opponent, and Qinglong could only go into battle in person.

Knowing that he would be defeated, he explained to Suzaku and Xuanwu and said: "If I am captured, you two will lead the troops back and ask the marshal for instructions." ”

Xuanwu stopped him: "No, you are a vanguard general, if you win, everyone will naturally be happy, if you are defeated, this battle will not be easy to fight." ”

Qinglong didn't know this truth, if Mu's hadn't arrived yet, the success or failure of the battle was all up to him, but Guangchengzi stood there with a big grin, if he didn't go to the battle, then this battle would not be able to fight.

When he was in a dilemma, an immortal family came out of nowhere, stood above the clouds, and shouted to Guangchengzi: "Guangchengzi, don't be rampant, can you recognize this treasure in my hand?"

Hearing the young man's voice, the immortals realized that there was such a guy in the Demon Ring Gate, probably because everyone was too involved to realize that he had arrived.

Guang Chengzi looked up, was so frightened that he staggered back a few steps and fell on his head, and hurriedly got up and sacrificed all the treasures he was carrying.

The immortals on the tower of the city saw it, and the twelve golden immortals came out together, and they all sacrificed their magic weapons, and asked the man: "Who are you and where did this thing come from?" ”

The immortal didn't answer, only waved the banner in his hand a few times, and the twelve golden immortals couldn't move.

After struggling a few times to no avail, Guang Chengzi opened his mouth and asked, "Where did the Great Immortal come from, and where did he get the Pangu Banner." ”

"Guangchengzi, you don't have to ask more, the deity has nothing to say to you. ”

Throwing out a bundle of immortal ropes to tie up the twelve golden immortals, before coming down from the clouds, the green dragon came to him and hugged his fists and said: "General, the twelve golden immortals are my uncles, please be merciful to your subordinates, don't take their lives." ”

This young man looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he doesn't know how old he is, and he is practicing there, but I heard him say that the twelve golden immortals are his junior uncles, so he should be an immortal of the Hongjun lineage, but why the immortals of the Hongjun lineage would give him a helper is really incomprehensible; what is even more strange is that his attitude towards Guangchengzi and others is not like the attitude of the younger generation towards the elders.