The black phoenix exploded, and the original high-altitude battlefield was even more strongly distorted.

"Old Immortal!" came the angry roar of the Daojun from above.

"Groan!", "Groan!", "Groan!", ..................

The will of the Endless Phoenix scattered in all directions, and then gradually disappeared.

The Dark Phoenix dispersed in the battle, and would rather destroy than benefit the Emperor of the Dawn.

In the golden light, Mao Ri Daojun was angry for a while, but he gradually accepted the facts.

Mao Ri Daojun's law is a little incomplete, and it is obvious that the black phoenix's self-explosion still has some damage to Mao Ri Daojun.

"Help, Dad, help me!" Yang Zhijiu cried out in the valley below.

"Whew!"

Mao Ri Daojun fell down in an instant, and for a while, the huge momentum pressed down, and the endless heat seemed to burn everything around him.

There are two people on the ground, Yang Zhijiu, the Holy Son of the Ancient Moon!

"Father, the child has been poisoned by the Netherworld!" said the Ancient Moon Holy Son in anticipation.

"Dad, save me!" Yang Zhijiu also shouted.

Mao Ri Daojun looked at his two sons, without a trace of hesitation, and instantly arrived in front of Yang Zhijiu.

With a wave of his hand, a golden light quickly rushed into Yang Zhijiu's body, making Yang Zhijiu poisonous.

"Father!" a sadness flashed in Gu Yue's eyes.

Father didn't even think about it, and went directly to Lao Jiu? Even the slightest hesitation, Gu Yue's heart felt better.

However, Mao Ri Daojun did not, and did not hesitate to save Yang to Nine first.

"Why? Lao Jiu is just a waste, why can't the father see his son's efforts, why does he still value Lao Jiu so much, why?" Gu Yue Shengzi was in his heart

Whoop.

"Boom!"

The Netherworld Poison in Yang Zhijiu's body was dispelled.

"Dad, I'm much better!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.

"Hmm!" Uri Michi-kun nodded.

Turning his head, Mao Ri Daojun looked at the Holy Son of Guyue.

"Hmph, let you take care of Lao Jiu, what did you do? If I hadn't found out in time, Lao Jiu would have died this time!"

It's like opening a wound and sprinkling a handful of salt. Gu Yue Holy Son's heart was cold at this moment.

Reprimand, Mao Ri Daojun still reached out and shot a golden light into the body of the Ancient Moon Holy Son.

"Boom!"

A large amount of black qi was taken out of the body, and the netherworld poison in the body of the Ancient Moon Holy Son also slowly dissipated.

"Thank you, father!" said the Holy Son of Guyue with a sense of sadness.

Turning his head, Mao Ri Daojun looked in the direction of Mo Yuxi.

In the shrouded light, the appearance of Mao Ri Daojun was still unclear.

"Yuxi Holy Maiden, it seems that you have gained a lot this time!" said Mao Ri Daojun coldly.

Mo Yuxi took a step, took a deep breath and said, "Since Mao Ri Dao Jun is here, then it's time to solve the matter!"

"Oh?" said in a cold voice.

"Zichuan Zhenren behind the Holy Son of the Ancient Moon, if you commit the following crimes, please ask the Dao Monarch to decide!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"The following offense?" Uri Daojun looked at Zichuan coldly.

"Yes, I am the Holy Maiden of the Jokhang Holy Land, and I belong to the 'True Monarch', and he is just a 'real person', hurting the True Monarch with a real person, and even putting the True Monarch by the Outer Sect

control, reduced to a puppet, dare to violate the Jokhang ban today, and will rebel against the ancestors in the future. Please also ask the Daojun of the Sun to call the shots!" Mo Yuxi said solemnly.

"Daojun!" Zi Chuan suddenly trembled and knelt down.

"Mo Yuxi Zhenjun, what you said is true?" said Mao Ri Daojun coldly.

"Father, Zichuan is following my orders and ...... according to my wishes!"

"I didn't ask you, I asked Zichuan, what Mo Yuxi Zhenjun said, but it's true, it's truthful!" Mao Ri Daojun said coldly.

With a drink, the Holy Son of Gu Yue suddenly opened his mouth and didn't dare to speak.

"Yes, but it was ......!" Zichuan explained in horror. "Yes is enough!" said Mao Ri Daojun coldly.

"Whoever commits trouble, die!" said Mao Ri Daojun with a cold snort.

"Bang!"

Zi Chuan's whole body suddenly burned.

"Ah, Daojun spare his life, Daojun spare his life, Holy Son, save me, Holy Son save me............" In the midst of the fire, Zichuan roared in horror.

"Boom!"

The fire suddenly burst out, Zichuan burned to death in the blink of an eye, and the ashes were extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Mao Ri Daojun watched Zichuan die coldly, and no one dared to plead.

Turning his head, he looked around the eight real people of the Jokhang Holy Land on the ground. The eight real people were all poisoned, and their faces were dark, but Mao Ri Daojun did not help them to be poisoned.

"Medium poison, long lesson!" Mao Ri Daojun said lightly.

"Yes!" the eight real people said respectfully, not daring to contradict it in the slightest.

Mao Ri Daojun looked at Gu Yue Holy Son again and said coldly: "Gu Yue, you have disappointed me too much!"

As he spoke, he ignored the crowd and stepped up to the sky.

"Whew!"

Along with the golden light, it suddenly disappeared. In the blink of an eye, he left.

Seeing Mao Ri Daojun leave, Gu Yue Shengzi clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mind was filled with unwillingness, sadness, and indignation. There are ambitions, but they are always unlucky

Always!

"Roar!"

The Ancient Moon Holy Son roared indignantly.

Stepping forward, the Holy Son of Guyue rushed to the sky with great sorrow.

"Cut!" Yang Zhijiu sneered disdainfully-

Immortal City!

In a hall, Yan Chuan sat cross-legged alone.

In front of him was the black and yellow jade.

"Thick Heaven and Earth Great Xuan Huang Ding Qiankun Jade? I was originally going to find some Shiyu to refine the imperial seal, but now that I have this jade, the other imperial seals are nothing, and I dreamed of it in my previous life

Heaven help me, God help me!" Yan Chuan sighed. "The imperial seal can be completed, and there is still the beginning of the holy decree "Fengshen List", everything can be founded! This time, the delegation of Julu Academy must get the "Fengshen Policy"!" Yan Chuan

Pondering.

"Knock knock!" came a knock on the door outside the hall.

Yan Chuan put away the Heaven and Earth Great Xuan Huang Ding Qiankun Jade, looked at the gate and said, "Come in!"

"Boom!" the door slammed open.

Mo Yuxi pushed the door, and Meow Meow stood on Mo Yuxi's shoulder.

"Yan Chuan, the person you are waiting for is here!" Mo Yuxi said with a smile.

"Let's come in together!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Mo Yuxi carried Meow into the hall, followed by a black-robed man. It was Feng Yin and Yang who had left before.

Feng Yinyang seemed to be a little excited, and when he came in, his fists were slightly clenched.

"Feng Yin Yang, it's coming very fast!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

gave Mo Yuxi a look, and Mo Yuxi closed the door knowingly.

"Boom!"

Close the door, and there is a light illuminated by the night pearl in the hall.

"Please sit down!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

There is a square table on the side of the main hall.

Yan Chuan sat at the top, Feng Yin and Yang sat at the bottom, and Mo Yuxi sat on the side.

Picking up the teapot on the table, Mo Yuxi poured tea for the two.

"Thank you!" Feng Yin and Yang said respectfully.

Mo Yuxi smiled slightly, did not speak, knowing that Yan Chuan had something to say, Yan Chuan let himself accompany him, everything was already the best, which showed that Yan Chuan did not hide from himself. On the side

It's a good thing to listen to.

"This is the Golden Flame Tea collected by Yu Xi, you can also taste it!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Feng Yin Yang sighed: "Young Master Yan, what a blessing!"

On the side, Mo Yuxi's face was slightly red.

"Meow!" Meow Meow lay on Mo Yuxi's shoulder, as if she was not looking listless at the moment.

"Yes, I, Yan Chuan, are more blessed!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly. After the life-saving grace of the Wind Demon Mountain Range, coupled with the mystery shown by Yan Chuan this time, Feng Yin and Yang have already set a correct attitude, at least, the status of speaking is already equal.

"Young Master Yan, then you ......!" Feng Yinyang said with some urgency.

"Feng Yin Yin, isn't it awkward for you to talk like this?" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

Feng Yinyang was silent for a while, and finally took a deep breath and gently lifted his hat.

The hat was lifted to reveal a relatively handsome face, but the hair was extremely silvery.

"Young Master Yan, the burial bronze coffin is very important to you, but you really got it?" Feng Yin and Yang said expectantly.

"Yes, here with me!" Yan Chuan took a sip of tea and nodded.

"Whew, great, can you give it to me, I'll ............!" Feng Yinyang said slightly excitedly.

"Anyone can see that the Burial Heaven Bronze Coffin is a huge treasure, and it may even be an immortal artifact, why did you let me give it to you?" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Huh?" Feng Yinyang's face changed.

Yan Chuan continued to drink the tea, not in a hurry or slowly.

"Immortal weapon, I can exchange it with you, I have immortal weapon!" Feng Yinyang said immediately.

Immortal weapon?Mo Yuxi's eyes lit up on the side. A little surprised that Feng Yin and Yang's identity actually has such a heavy treasure?

Shaking his head, Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Immortal weapons, I, Yan Chuan, am not rare!"

"Huh?" Feng Yinyang looked at Yan Chuan in surprise.

Immortal weapon? That's an immortal magic weapon, Yan Chuan is actually not rare?

Mo Yuxi also looked at Yan Chuan in surprise, and finally a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, admiring Yan Chuan's courage.

Immortal weapons, Yan Chuan naturally likes them, but if he uses immortal weapons, he wants to exchange them for the burial bronze coffin? Maybe some people will be carried away, but Yan Chuan's experience in his previous life can be so shallow?

Yan Chuan's mind has already set his sights on the world.

Yan Chuan believes that sooner or later, he will have immortal weapons, and there must be a lot of them. However, talents are rare, if they can be enshrined in yin and yang, it is not a bronze coffin and an immortal

Instruments, Feng Yin and Yang together?

"Young Master Yan, what do you want?" Feng Yin said in a deep voice.

"I heard that Feng Shui masters are divided into Southern Sect and Northern Sect, are you from Southern Sect?" Yan Chuan asked.

"That's right, in the Southern Sect, the status is equivalent to the Holy Maiden of Mo Yuxi!" Feng Yin Yang nodded.

"Oh?" Mo Yuxi looked at Feng Yin and Yang in surprise.

Mo Yuxi's identity is equivalent to the master of the same median sect!

However, Yan Chuan heard another meaning from Feng Yinyang's words, Feng Yinyang would never give up his current identity.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Yan Chuan knew that he couldn't force it at this moment.

"I can give it to you, but you have to promise me three conditions!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"As long as you don't violate the principle of being under the sect, don't betray the sect under the three conditions, Feng Yin and Yang will definitely do it, and please make it clear to Yan Gongzi!" Feng Yin and Yang said solemnly.

Smiling slightly, Yan Chuan said: "Don't worry, it won't violate your principles, three conditions, I only think of one now, the other two, I'll tell you later?"

Feng Yinyang frowned, and finally nodded: "Please make it clear!"

Yan Chuan turned over his hand and took out a large number of drawings, as well as a few letters.

"You take these letters to Sanssouci City, hand them over to Liu Jin, Huo Guang, and Feng Tairan, they will guide you and handle some trivial matters, and then you go to Yanjing, and at the same time

This letter is handed over to Yifeng, I want you to help me arrange a feng shui array in Yanjing!" Yan Chuan said.

"Array, Feng Shui Array, it's that simple?" Feng Yin and Yang said unexpectedly.

"It's as simple as that!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Okay, what formation?" Feng Yin Yang said with a deep breath.

"This is the formation map, leading a hundred dragon veins into Yanjing, showing the trend of a hundred dragons pilgrimage, the supreme array in the world!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Feng Yin Yang took the drawings.

"What a domineering feng shui array, a hundred dragons pilgrimage, the supreme in the world?" Feng Yin and Yang exclaimed.

ps: The founding of Yanchuan is imminent, the country name has not been decided, and a country name building has been set up in the book review area.