In the past, Yun Zhongzi had a flash of inspiration and decided to build a full eight or nine Xuangong lineup, and after nearly ten years, this idea was finally realized.

Yang Jian's Xuangong has already become a small success, and his attainments are becoming more and more profound, not to mention ordinary immortals, even if it is a dozen golden immortals, only a few people can beat him.

Although Lei Zhenzi and Nezha have not been cultivated, they have also reached the realm of scattered immortals, and when it comes to the way of killing, they are even more comparable to any immortal in the world.

These three people gathered, if the opponent was not a person with advanced cultivation and magic weapon, I am afraid it would be effortless to kill him.

The four generals of the demon family have become magic weapons, and defeat is also magic weapons, and now that the treasure has been damaged, naturally there is only a hasty escape.

Yang Jian broke the Chaoyuan umbrella and took away the magic weapon of the Xiqi camp along with the Qingyun Sword.

Nezha had already stepped on the Hot Wheels and chased towards Mo Liqing like a lightning speed.

This kid seems to be reckless, but he has been with Lei Zhenzi for so long, and he has learned a lot.

Mo Liqing previously sacrificed the Mixed Yuan Umbrella and Qingyun Sword, but at this moment, he has no magic weapon in his hand, who will pinch if he doesn't pick his soft persimmon?

As for the Mo Lishou, who also lost his treasure, Yang Jian has already said that the Heavenly Dog wants to eat the flower fox mink, although I don't know if this is true or not, it is better to sell him a favor.

The only magic weapon is the Molihai, which naturally has to be left to Lei Zhenzi, who let them grow up together since childhood, they can be described as half-brothers, who don't pit him?

At the moment, the three brothers went to chase each other, they chased, and the demon family would flee without one of them, but most of them could not escape.

Yang Jian is not good at retreating, but the eight or nine Xuangong is all-encompassing, and the speed of escape is not slow.

What's more, he also has the great help of the Howling Sky Dog, the dog's nose is called a spirit, and he can know which direction Mo Lishou ran to by following the taste.

"You killed my second brother and damaged my blade, but you dare to report your name and fight with me in a dignified manner!"

Mo Lishou was not fast, and he was finally caught up, he turned around and said with righteousness.

"Explain the teachings of Yuding Zhenren, irrigate Yang Jian at the mouth of the river."

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife and approached step by step.

Mo Lishou gritted his teeth and pounced violently, he was extremely tall and menacing, and he suddenly turned his hips and shoulders and threw a punch.

Yang Jian simply took away his blade, and he lightly pointed out a finger and pressed it on the center of Mo Lishou's eyebrows.

It's a pity that the magic of the magic is amazing, and he is buried here after all.

……

Lei Zhenzi has the power of wind and thunder, and in an instant, he has also found a trace of the Moli Sea.

He secretly ran the Xuan Gong, and his speed became faster and faster, only to see a lightning bolt pass through the sky, which was fleeting.

"The four of my brothers fought you twice, but I don't know where you came from."

Mo Lihai stood on the barren hill and turned around with his pipa in his arms.

"Under the sect of Yun Zhongzi, Lei Zhenzi is also."

Lei Zhenzi held the golden stick, but he was not in a hurry to use force.

"Don't talk about supernatural spells, Ling's pipa playing is really good."

Lei Zhenzi inserted the golden stick into the soil, then sat on the ground, pulled a weed and put it in his mouth.

Hearing this, Mo Lihai was stunned, then smiled, so he also sat on the ground and began to pluck the strings.

This song is not an extravagant sound, but like a gold and stone exchange, sonorous and powerful, like a silver bottle bursting, and like an iron horse chisel array.

Suddenly, the black wind swept and the golden fire raged.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are hidden in this black wind, and they are coming like a storm.

This golden fire is quite spiritual, hovering and winding like a poisonous snake.

Lei Zhenzi sat still, letting Mo Lihai exert his magical powers, and his face kept splashing sparks, but his expression was quite peaceful.

After half an hour, the song ended.

"This song is over."

Mo Lihai shook his head and placed the lute on the ground.

"I'll send you."

Lei Zhenzi slowly got up, grabbed the golden stick and smashed it down.

A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world.

……

Nezha has Hot Wheels, galloping, and after a while, he found a wisp of Qi from Mo Liqing.

This kid doesn't know what it means to be dead, and his words are good, he has always believed in the purpose of settling his opponent to die, and he never leaves a mercy when he shoots.

He stepped on the hot wheels, hung the Qiankun circle on his elbows, wrapped his shoulders around the heavenly silk, and held a fire-tipped spear, living out of the three generations of immortals.

Nezha searched and searched, but he was stunned and didn't find the whereabouts of Mo Liqing.

"It's weird, this guy obviously fled in this direction?"

Nezha slowly stood in the air, touching his chin and thinking.

"Oh, Mo Liqing, I am a real disciple of Yuding Zhenren in Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain, and Yang Jian, the first disciple of the third generation of the teaching, is also.

If you come out on your own, there is still a way to live, otherwise, you will be crushed in an instant! ”

The reason why Nezha is Nezha is because he is Nezha......

Mo Liqing is not stupid, of course he doesn't believe that he can live if he comes out, so he speaks in the dark.

"Yang Daoyou, Yuding Zhenren is one of the twelve golden immortals of Yuxu, and his Taoism is profound, how can you be good at killing and ruining his old man's reputation?"

It's not that Mo Liqing is stupid, it's mainly that there are immortals with names and surnames in the world, who would pretend to be someone else at such a time?

Nezha was overjoyed when he heard this, but he didn't think that this guy was really here, and he really believed my nonsense, isn't it just bad for Uncle Qingyu, isn't it bad for Shizun Qingyu?

"If you are willing to come out, the poor road will not harm your life."

Nezha once again resorted to the Dafa of flickering, but secretly used his mind to pull the magic weapon.

"Yang Daoyou, if you are willing to swear, I will come out to meet you."

Mo Liqing didn't know what magical power he used, his qi was not revealed in the slightest, but his voice was clear and audible.

Nezha pondered for a moment, and then began to take an oath.

"Yang Jian swears here that he will not hurt the life of Mo Liqing, if he violates this oath...... When the wind blows and the sand buries it. ”

Nezha thought to himself that anyway, his senior brother had achieved eight or nine mystical achievements, and he would make up a small calamity casually, and he didn't expect to hurt him.

The demon Li Qingxin thought it was true, so he withdrew his supernatural powers and revealed his true body.

Nezha saw that he was so knowledgeable about current affairs, but he was a little embarrassed to hurt him, he scratched his head, and then he spoke.

"Old devil, if you are willing to keep your promise, I will not hurt you.

If you are willing to go back to Xiqi with me and meet Uncle Jiang in person, you may be able to avoid this difficulty. ”

Nezha said so, but he had already grabbed the spear.

If Mo Liqing had the slightest idea, he would have ended this cause and effect with a thunderous blow.

But if you can catch it alive, it will be the best.

"My brothers are dead, how can I survive in the world."

Mo Liqing sighed lightly, and then sacrificed a spear, stabbing like a comet hitting the moon.

Nezha was stunned when he heard this, then immediately put away the fire-tipped spear and met it with his bare hands, wanting to capture him alive.

"Don't hurt my senior brother!"

A voice came from nowhere.

Nezha and Mo Liqing were shocked when they heard this.

I saw a young man in a Taoist robe, riding a jade unicorn and stepping into the air.

It can really be said that people have not arrived, and the sound has been heard first.

"Who are you?"

Nezha slapped the spear away with one palm, and then spoke.

"I am a disciple of the True Monarch of Pure Void Morality, Huang Tianhua is also."

Huang Tianhua acted resolutely, and before he finished speaking, he sacrificed the fire dragon mark, which hit the heart of the demon rite Qingmei.

At the end of this volume, the previous volumes are about 30 chapters and 50,000 words, and the next volume is estimated to be a lot longer, probably from the time Wen Taishi went out to write to the end of the Ten Battles.

The frequency of this cirrus cloud neutron is not high, because the opponents are not particularly high-grade, just let the disciples shoot, he is too cheap.

The next volume will start to play the god catastrophe for real, and the powerful characters of the second generation of the two religions will appear one by one, and the role of Yun Zhongzi will be greatly increased.

So, ask for a wave of chasing clams and clams.

(End of chapter)