Jiang Qi was engaged in wind and rain in the underworld, and when he waited for Brother Monkey, a powerful foreign aid, he was not idle outside.

The palace of justice was raised, and the turmoil of the whole army attracted countless eyes.

And during this time, there were so many ordinary immortal gods who drove ordinary immortal clouds to the foot of Lingshan.

Prepare for an ordinary visit.

"The Nine Heavens Golden Gate Five Directions Xuan He is coming, and he is not ready to greet him!"

Wang Lingguan and Yi Sheng Zhenjun stood at the foot of Lingshan, exhaling in unison, and the sound spread throughout Lingshan.

And after these two holy, it is

Wufang Xuanhe is the god, and Erlang is the god Yang Jian.

Wufang Xuanhe Zhenfu Supervision Envoy, the Great God of the Three Altars Sea Society, Nezha.

Zhou Tian is the second of the three hundred and sixty-five Star Monarchs, carrying the Nine Heavens Golden Que Guanghan Taiyin Star Monarch of the Taiyin Origin.

By the way, there are also two Heavenly Court offerings.

One of the twelve golden immortals, Yuding Zhenren.

The third generation of elder brothers, the white crane boy.

As well as the Pure Yang Sword Immortal and the Barefoot Great Immortal who have no real power.

In addition, there is also a five-grade God of Wealth, as well as a tutor of the Seven Princesses.

And these immortals who came to visit Lingshan were all standing on the back of an ordinary nine-headed lion.

Yang Jian stood at the front, with Nezha and the White Crane Boy on the left and right, looking at the Lingshan in front of him.

It is worth mentioning that although everyone is at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, because the nine lions have now spread their bodies, Yang Jian is basically at the same level as the height of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

After the voices of Wang Lingguan and Yisheng Zhenjun fell, Lingshan seemed to freeze for a while.

Then, I saw the Taoist golden lotus gushing out of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and at the same time, the door of the Great Lei Yin Temple was opened, and the Zen sound was heard through the Ling Mountain.

looks solemn and solemn, which can be said to have given Yang Jian enough face.

"Huh."

However, Nezha sneered, "Open the side door? ”

Yang Jian also squinted his eyes and didn't speak, just waited quietly.

"Boom!"

The side door of the Great Lei Yin Temple was completely opened, and the Eight King Kongs walked out, each of whom was the existence of the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"On the orders of my Buddha, come to meet the great god of the five directions!"

The eight King Kongs opened their mouths in unison, and their voices were only higher than those of Wang Lingguan and Yisheng Zhenjun.

"Only a few?"

Nezha sneered again, and was just about to step forward, but was pressed down by the white crane boy raising his hand.

"Okay, my junior brother, it's all Daluo, don't be so irritable."

The white crane boy said with a smile, and then walked by himself, crossed Yang Jian, and walked down the nine lions.

"Cang!!

The snow bright sword light burst out!

The sky-boosting qi almost surpassed the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

The white crane boy held a goose feather knife, condescending, and slashed it without hesitation!

"Boom!"

The brilliant sword shrouded the eight Buddha Protectors!

The White Crane Boy is in the same realm, with one enemy and eight enemies!

Every opponent is the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal of Buddhism, and every one of them is a Vajra protector blessed by the luck of the Buddha's fruit position!

The eight King Kongs were naturally not afraid, and they all greeted him.

Although both sides seem to be polite, they are actually clear about what is going on.

Since the other party has made a move, there is no need to be polite on your side!

World War Eight?

Ridiculous, really funny.

"Hmm"

"Poof!"

"Damn it!"

As soon as the pride and ambition in the hearts of the eight King Kongs emerged, they were cleanly cut off by the five horses.

The two at the top even one snorted, his face pale, and the other vomited blood directly.

The heavy and fierce pressure made the body of the Eight Great King Kong tremble faintly.

"Stand down!"

The white crane boy's eyes soared, and the goose feather knife in his hand shook.

"Boom !!"

The snow-white thunder is triggered, shining on the heaven and earth.

What followed was the Eight King Kongs that were sent out.

One against eight, the white crane boy wins!

Just one face, suppressed the eight Buddha Vajra Protectors!

This is the essence of the third generation of senior brothers!

Even if he is not promoted to Da Luo, he can be called invincible within the Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Even Yang Jian in the past didn't dare to say that he could defeat this senior brother.

The white crane boy landed in front of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and the Yanling knife in his hand was not put away, but thrown away.

"Zheng!"

The natal divine weapon that the Yuqing sage ignited for the White Crane Boy was directly inserted into the side door of the Great Lei Yin Temple!

This is undoubtedly a provocation.

But at the same time, it is also the attitude given by the White Crane Boy.

Open a side door, who is insulting here?

"Phew!"

Suddenly, a shrill chirp rang out.

Yuncheng Wanlipeng's figure rushed out of it, rolled up the goose feather knife, and rushed back into the hands of the white crane boy.

"Good time!"

The white crane boy's eyes were shining, his body shook, and he manifested the form of the white crane, and he was entangled with the cloud Cheng Wanlipeng.

They are all ancient xenomorph elves, and they are all birds of the genus, and now they are colliding together, which can be described as the tip of the needle against the wheat.

Almost instantly, the battlefield between the White Crane and the Great Roc came to the Nine Heavens, and I don't know how many Qingyun had collapsed.

The song of the crane and the sharp eagle are endless.

Yang Jian glanced up and said firmly: "Senior brother will win." ”

"It's all big Luo, don't talk nonsense."

Nezha said with a smile.

"Nezha, shut up."

Zhao Gongming, the fifth-grade god of wealth, didn't give Nezha, the second-grade god, face at all, and walked straight out.

Nezha smiled wryly and shrunk his neck.

There are few people who can convince this evil star, but Zhao Gongming, the intercepted uncle, is definitely one of them.

Without him, the truth of the type.

In the battle of the gods in the past, Nezha Yang Jian and others were not even worthy of being the opponents of this uncle.

The opponents at that time were all the best among the second-generation disciples, and they even killed them one by one, and in the end, they were still the yin tricks.

Even now, Nezha feels that if he can go through a hundred moves under Zhao Shibo, he will be proud enough.

Zhao Gongming stepped on the fairy clouds and slowly landed in front of the Great Lei Yin Temple.

He looked at the Leiyin Temple in front of him, and there was something complicated in the depths of his eyes.

It seems to be puzzled, as if it is annoyed, as if it is complaining, as if remembering.

Finally, Zhao Gongming raised his foot.

"Bang!!"

There was a loud bang, and there was a black footprint on the gate of the Great Thunder Yin Temple.

"Zhao Gongming! Licentious! ”

The figure of the Great Trend Bodhisattva manifested from the Great Leiyin Temple, holding a pearl-like qi machine to suppress Zhao Gongming, a rebellious man.

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Gongming didn't move.

Suddenly, there was a long laugh, and the sword light that urged the sky rose from the ground, making the nine lions bend their legs.

The Jade Ding Zhenren's Immortal Sword with vigorous killing power enveloped the Great Trend Bodhisattva.

"Senior brother, stay and watch the foolish brother fight him!"

Yuding Zhenren left a sentence, and then disappeared with the general trend to the Bodhisattva.

"Hmm."

Zhao Gongming nodded, and was about to raise his foot and kick it for the second time.

"Buzz!"

The light of the Buddha was steaming, and the two Bodhisattvas of Manjushri and Puxian appeared, but they were caught by the pure yang real person and the barefoot immortal.

"Boom!"

Zhao Gongming didn't look at it, and kicked it directly with the second kick.

This time, the gate of the Great Lei Yin Temple was finally kicked open.

"Rulai!"

Zhao Gongming's hair was flying, there were bloodshot in his eyes, and he roared angrily.

"Come out and meet me!!"

(End of chapter)