"You're ......!"

The demon brothers were furious, especially the fourth demon Lishou was the most annoyed.

These four brothers are also gods and demons with extraordinary deeds and quite a reputation, even after going to heaven, the divine position of the four heavenly kings is not low, and now they are ignored like this, how can they endure it?

That Demon Lishou should release the spirit beast and teach Yang Jian a lesson.

"Fourth, stop!"

Mo Liqing hurriedly stopped and said, "What are you going to do?!" ”

"Big brother!"

Mo Lishou said angrily: "Let's greet each other with a smile, Yang Jian's guy is so rude, how can he endure it?!" ”

"Yes, I have to teach him a lesson!"

"If we don't do it, I'm afraid that all the gods and demons in Heavenly Court will think that our demon brothers are easy to bully!"

The other two Heavenly Kings were also angry.

"Didn't you see it, Yang Jian is still carrying the third prince of Nezha!"

Mo Liqing said in a deep voice: "I see that his face is black and his breath is sluggish, but I am afraid that he will be injured not lightly. ”

Nezha is injured?!

The other three were all shocked, thinking back to the scene just now, indeed, Nezha was carried by Yang Jian!

However, Nezha is so good, he has long been an earth immortal, and his three-headed and six-armed supernatural powers are almost no opponent in the Great War of the Gods, and he is now favored by the Great Tianzun, and he is named the Heavenly Monarch of the Thunder Department, he can't even walk by himself, and is carried by Yang Jian, what a serious injury he has suffered!

No wonder, no wonder Yang Jian is so urgent!

Thinking about this clearly, none of the four brothers was entangled in Yang Jian's rudeness, but they were quite shocked in their hearts, who was it that actually injured Nezha, or rather, dared to hurt Nezha!

Looking at the other three brothers' suspicious and frightened looks, Mo Liqing said: "Take good care of the Heavenly Gate, these are not things for us to consider, everything is in the presence of Your Majesty, this day...... Can't collapse! ”

Your Majesty!

Everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, and when they thought of the supreme power of this Great Heavenly Venerable, they suddenly had confidence in their hearts.

Who is his opponent in heaven and on earth?

……

In the Great Lei Yin Temple, the Heavenless Demon Ancestor who was sitting on top of the black lotus had cold and indifferent eyes: "What a Yang Jian!" ”

His long hair was flying, and his cold, merciless face showed a gloomy look.

Bang!

The space in the Great Thunder Yin Temple shook, and a black lotus broke through the sky and merged into the demonic qi around the heavenless body.

Only the black-robed protector of the primordial god was in a panic, knelt down in the air, and said with a panicked expression: "Demon Ancestor, my subordinates are incompetent, and they have not been able to complete their mission!" ”

For a celestial immortal, although his injury at this time was serious, it was not fatal, it just needed to consume time and re-condense the immortal body.

"Black robe, you have disappointed this seat again!"

Wutian's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he was indifferent and ruthless.

He sent the black-robed nether to deal with Nezha and Yang Jian, originally thinking of dealing with Mo Li, these two have a deep friendship with each other, killing them can shake each other's minds, and surrendering can attack and kill each other at a critical moment.

I thought that sending the Ying Demon, a celestial immortal, could be captured, but unexpectedly it failed, what did you make him think?

"Demon Ancestor spare his life, Demon Ancestor spare his life!"

The black robe trembled with fright, and did not dare to look up.

He failed to deal with Mo Li last time, and failed to deal with Yang Jian this time, both of them are not as good as him, the former is that the sun true fire is too domineering, and the latter is so pure that the sword intent is so pure that nothing is cut, on the contrary, his own injuries have not been healed, although the talent is strong, the power is too mottled, so he is defeated, and it is not an exaggeration to say how to deal with him!

"Get out, go find the Demon!"

As soon as Wutian waved his robe, under the mighty demonic qi, the body of the black robe grew out in a visible way, and it condensed into a physical body in a few breaths.

"Xie Mozu! Xie Mozu! ”

After the black robe bowed repeatedly, he slowly retreated aggrievedly.

"Such a pure sword intent, such a fast cultivation speed, Yang Jian ......"

There was silence in the Great Lei Yin Temple, Wutian muttered to himself, his eyes passed through the boundless demonic energy, and he saw the silver armor figure in the heavenly court who hurriedly ran towards the Tushi Palace, and said: "Is it the son of luck, but unfortunately it can't be used for this seat." ”

Any Heavenly Immortal is a well-known power in the Three Realms, which is enough to affect the situation in the Three Realms, and Yang Jian actually stepped into the realm of Heavenly Immortals in such a short period of time, even better than the black robe under his hands, the potential is so strong, I am afraid that I am only qualified to enter the ranks of Dao Contenders in the future and compete for the Golden Immortal!

With such a character, Wutian is naturally greedy.

However, the key is the argument between him and Mo Li, and everything else is a subsection.

……

"Erlang Zhenjun! The old man has orders, and he won't see outsiders! Let's retreat quickly! ”

At the gate of the Tushi Palace, the golden-horned sleeved robe waved and said lightly.

Lao Jun had already ordered, now that the Three Realms are in turmoil, the Tushi Palace is closed, and he will go all out to open the dust array, if he hadn't seen Yang Jian is his own senior brother and friend, he wouldn't have bothered with the other party's call at all, let alone bring it up to speak.

It is under the gate of the Tushi Palace, without the permission of Lao Jun, no one can enter the Tushi Palace now.

"Fairchild!"

Yang Jian's expression was cold, but his eyes were anxious, he said: "My brother is attacked by demonic energy, and if he is not treated, he will soon sink into the demonic path. ”

The golden horn's eyes swept slightly, and he saw that the demonic energy on Nezha's body was almost completely eroding the Yuan Shen, and he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "The master didn't order, we can't disobey the order, Erlang Zhenjun, while there is still some time, quickly find another master." ”

"Second brother, forget it, let's ...... Let's just change places......"

Nezha saw that Jin Jiao refused to be accommodating, and said weakly.

He knew what a proud person Yang Jian was in his heart.

"No, if they don't let me wait to get in today, I'll break in!" A wisp of fierce aura burst out on Yang Jian's body.

"Huh? Yang Jian! Dare to be presumptuous before the Tushi Palace! ”

The golden horn's face suddenly sank, his mind moved, and the immortal clouds in the sky swayed, and a terrifying aura of the sky was reversed, and the terrifying aura of yin and yang hanging upside down emanated, as if it was the precursor of the Liangyi Dust Array that was about to start at any time!

"Master, then forgive Yang Jian for being rude!"

Yang Jian said silently in his heart, and took a deep look at Tushi Palace, he must save Nezha's life, and at this moment, he must not disturb Mo Li!

Boom!

The sound of the long knife roaring resounded through the thirty-three heavens, and the cold white light of the forest rose to the sky with an endless cold and arrogant killing aura.

The three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's palm instantly crushed the layers of space and slashed straight at the golden horn.

Even if it is a break today, he still wants to see Lao Jun!

"How daring!"

The golden horn snorted coldly at the moment when the long knife was struck, and as soon as his mind moved, countless immortal mist emerged from the long sky in the hatred sky where the entire Tushi Palace was located, turning into a series of hideous white dragons and swept towards the long knife!

Roar! Roar ......

The terrifying power contained in the white dragons seemed to mobilize the power of the entire Heaven Separation Formation, and the power was so great that it was even better than Yang Jian's blow.

Nezha felt two terrifying mana, and his breath couldn't help but suffocate.

"Let them in!"

At the moment when the two were about to fight, Taishang Laojun, who was meditating in the Tushi Palace, slowly opened his eyes and spoke lightly.

His voice was calm, but there was a hint of unfathomable majesty in it.

Bang! Bang!

When he landed, the white dragons that vibrated and roared in the sky exploded one after another, turning into the most basic immortal mist and dispersing into the heavens and the earth.

In front of the Tushi Palace, Yang Jian, who was about to break in, was even more struck by lightning when he heard this.

I felt an incomparably terrifying pressure rushing towards me, as if the whole world had fallen on me, and it was a huge pressure that was difficult to describe in words.

"Hmm."

Yang Jian snorted, and his figure staggered unexpectedly, the three-pointed two-edged knife fell to the ground, and a flush rose on his cold face, as if his legs were trembling under the pressure of this wisp of will.

And this kind of pressure, Nezha didn't feel half a minute, and was already lying on Yang Jian's body intact.

The two brothers glanced at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

They already knew about Taishang Laojun's arrogance, but they didn't want to be just a wisp of will, they were so strong, and Yang Jian's current cultivation couldn't afford it.

"Second brother!"

Nezha shouted, and then shouted at Tushi Palace: "The second brother is worried about my safety, and he has offended Lao Jun by saying and doing nothing for a while, and I ask Lao Jun to forgive you and spare the second brother!" ”

It seemed that he heard Nezha's words, and the pressure disappeared without a trace.

Yang Jian only felt that a boulder on his body had landed, and he couldn't help but moan softly in comfort, but then said:

"Thank you, Taishang Laojun!"

He bowed down and bowed to the Tushi Palace, in awe in his heart.

Even if he had known for a long time that the strength of this Taishang Laojun was unfathomable, but a wisp of will would make it difficult for him to move in one fell swoop, and this Dao mana was still too terrifying.

"Let's go."

Jin Jiao said lightly: "Count the two of you lucky, the master actually opened his mouth to meet each other." ”

……

In the Tushi Palace, Taishang Laojun sat cross-legged on the futon, looking calm.

"Heavenless, Demon ......"

He stood up slowly, thoughtful.

It stands to reason that at this moment, Wutian and the demon clan should keep to themselves, quietly wait for a breakthrough, and compete with Mo Li, but they didn't expect to be still restless, and secretly engaged in some small tricks to try to distract Mo Li.

These things that are not on the table, in a sense, also show that Wutian does not have the confidence to be able to defeat his own disciples.

The battle for the path has not yet begun, and a heart of lawlessness has already fallen behind.

Stompe! Stompe!

In a burst of footsteps, Jin Jiao stepped into the hall first, and behind him, Yang Jian was carrying Nezha.

Lao Jun frowned slightly and glanced at Nezha, who had a broken arm.

This new Heavenly Monarch of the Thunder Sect is extremely strong, and he has already entered the late stage of the Earth Immortal, and he is the body of a lotus flower, with extraordinary potential, and it may not be impossible to break through the Heavenly Immortal in time, even if the arm falls and is eroded by the demonic qi, he still retains the last trace of wisdom.

However, with the strength of a wisp of demonic qi in Wutian, at most half an hour, his Yuan Shen will also be completely demonic, no wonder Yang Jian wants to break into the Doushi Palace.

It was the first time for Yang Jian to come to Tushi Palace, looking at everything unfamiliar in front of him, his face was extremely solemn.

Is Taishang Laojun the old hunter at the beginning?

He didn't have an answer in his heart, he just looked fixedly, but saw that this great immortal, who was known to everyone in the Three Realms, was just sitting quietly on the futon, and there was silence all around, and the momentum was unpredictable and unpredictable.

Just by looking at it, there is a sense of insignificance in the face of the boundless sky, which shows the huge gap between the two.

Yang Jian's complexion was a little complicated, and a little heavy.

He had the heart to open his mouth to recognize him, but after all, he still couldn't get an idea, so he had to salute and say: "I've seen Taishang Laojun!" ”

"Laojun! Nezha was attacked by demonic energy, and he was about to fall into the demon, so please ask Lao Jun to save his life! ”

Yang Jian fell to his knees and put Nezha on the ground.

I saw that at this time, Nezha had been invaded by demonic energy, his whole body was as black as ink, his eyes were scarlet, and only a trace of divine light flashed in the mud pill, maintaining his sanity and sobriety.

Roar!

With Yang Jian's action of putting it down, a layer of dense scales suddenly appeared on Nezha's body, and a roar came from his mouth, seeing that the Yuan Shen was about to be completely invaded and forever fall into the Demon Dao.

"Demonic energy?"

Taishang Laojun's palm brushed the dust and floated gently, and a ray of misty light flickered and disappeared into Nezha's body that was constantly trembling.

Roar!

Nezha let out a low roar, his body instantly stiffened, and he lay straight on the ground motionless.

And at the center of his eyebrows, a ray of glow vibrated and flickered, spreading and colliding with the demonic qi.

Snort!

As if the flames had been extinguished, wisps of demonic energy rose from Nezha's body.

The demonic energy struggled and writhed, and there seemed to be countless hideous grimaces flashing through it, emitting a silent roar.

Airplanes......

As the glow bloomed, gradually, all the demonic qi around Nezha was forced out.

Taishang Laojun stretched out his hand, and the demonic qi immediately fell into his palm, and was completely annihilated into nothingness by a huge force.

What is demonic energy is the condensation of negative emotions such as dullness and bitterness in the hearts of sentient beings.

It gathers the darkest, most evil and most negative emotions between heaven and earth, and even if a strand entangles an ordinary person, that person will be assimilated by negative emotions and will sink forever.

And the demonic energy on Nezha's body comes from the Heavenless Black Lotus, and it is difficult to get rid of even if he is a heavenly immortal.

"Oops!"

Nezha's hand was full of divine light, and the arm that had been annihilated by the demonic qi was immediately reborn, and he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that it was more comfortable for his two hands.

He knelt on the ground with a grateful face and said, "Nezha thanked Lao Jun for saving his life!" ”

Lao Jun nodded, his eyes swept over the silent Yang Jian, and said lightly: "Yang Jian, you trespassed into the old Dao's Tushi Palace, and you still want to do it with the old Dao's boy, you are really brave!" ”

"Yang Jian is guilty!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Jian immediately fell to his knees.

This Taishang Laojun is unpredictable, his Taoism is profound, and this place is his dojo, with all kinds of formations, in front of him, Yang Jian knew that he couldn't resist at all, so he knelt down and confessed his guilt very simply.

"Laojun!"

Nezha hurriedly said: "The second brother's trespass in the Tushi Palace is all because of Nezha, and Nezha is willing to bear it!" ”

"Bear it all by heart!"

Taishang Laojun groaned slightly, and said: "What do you have to bear, Yang Jian is a person from Tushi Palace, and he is a disciple of Lao Dao, so why do you need the third prince to bear it?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian and Nezha both changed their faces, and suddenly looked up at Lao Jun.

Especially Yang Jian, in his usually calm eyes, he was excited at the moment, and even his hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

"What, don't you want to recognize Lao Dao as a master?" Lao Jun asked lightly.

Yang Jian couldn't hold back any longer, and said excitedly: "Master! ”

He slammed his head to the ground.

……

(End of chapter)