On the head of the city of Chuanyun Pass, Nezha held the Qiankun circle in his hand, and his face was cold, "I'll try the strength of this old way." ”

The Ten Heavenly Monarch's Ten Peerless Formations were broken, and his strength was sharply reduced to one percent, and he had already returned to Jinao Island to do penance.

Seeing that this old way of burning lamps was so arrogant, Nezha naturally had the intention of competing in his heart.

Yang Jian also secretly charged his strength, and sacrificed a three-pointed two-edged knife, "Let's go together, and see how strong this old Taoist is." ”

Lei Zhenzi was even a little impatient, ready to move, "Okay." ”

At that moment, on the head of the city through the clouds, Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi flew out.

On the three of them, the law of Da Luo was surrounded, and the rich Da Luo Dao Yun rushed in.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife, the Qiankun circle, and the purple gold wind and thunder stick hit the lamp violently with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas.

Yang Jian's three of them are all Da Luo Jin Immortals, and their strength is strong, and this time they join forces, even if they are the peak of Da Luo Jin Immortals like Guang Chengzi, they are also difficult to resist.

But this stormy attack was nothing to the burning lamp.

"Just Da Luo, I dare to make a move against this sect, I am really arrogant, then I will teach you a good lesson for your teacher today."

As one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace that year, Randen was trapped at the peak of Da Luo Jinxian for many years, and now once he preached, he naturally raised his eyebrows and was ready to show his skills.

Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi will become his tools today.

"Vulnerable!"

With a wave of dust in his hand, he unleashed a domain that belonged to the quasi-saint.

As soon as the Holy Dao Law Domain came out, Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi, all of them were stagnant.

I only felt that there was an ancient sacred mountain pressing down on them, and it was difficult to move.

The three-pointed two-edged knife, the Qiankun circle, and the purple gold wind and thunder stick trembled slightly, and the power suddenly dropped by fifty percent.

"Go ahead!"

With a wave of dust on the lamp's hand, a mountain of quasi-holy Dao Yun struck.

unreasonably directly lifted Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi into the air.

"Ahem!"

The three of them flew upside down a distance of hundreds of feet, with gray faces, coughing a few times, and their faces turned slightly pale.

Worthy of a quasi-saint!

Cultivating the existence of the Holy Realm, in the face of such a major repair, they are no opponent at all.

On the head of the city through the clouds, Huang Roll, Han Rong, Xu Gai, and Xu Fang flashed worry on their faces, and they had some bad feelings in their hearts.

On the other hand, the golden immortals in Kunlun and the descendants of the West were in great spirits, shouting at the lamp.

"Teacher Randen, Yang Jian's house is the most hateful, he sent the Taoist junior brother to the list."

"The sect keepers, all of them are cruel, and the teacher who burns the lamp must take this opportunity to teach them a good lesson."

"Teacher Burning the Lamp, a group of wet eggs, hairy and horned, how can you waste your time, teacher, or make a quick decision and send them to the god list."

The golden immortals obviously hated Yang Jian and the three of them, but they were worried that the night would be long and dreamy, so they directly called the lamp to send them to the list.

Although Yang Jian and the three of them were at a disadvantage in terms of combat power, they refused to suffer at all, and sneered, "What's the meaning of talking about people behind your back, uncles and uncles, if you have the ability, you will come to fight with us, why let the deputy sect leader of the burning lamp fall into a notoriety of bullying the small?" ”

The three of them deliberately accentuated the tone of the word uncle, which means that the sect will only bully the small with the big, and beat the small to the old, which will never end.

"Ling"

The Twelve Golden Immortals' faces suddenly turned cold, their eyes were like hunting beasts, and they couldn't wait to directly swallow Yang Jian and the three alive.

Burning the lamp and exhaling a breath of turbidity, he went down the mountain today, he has been robbed, which is a solid reputation for bullying the small.

Since this is the case, let him send the souls of Yang Jian and the three of them back to the god list.

"Coffin lantern!"

In an instant, the lantern burner sacrificed the accompanying Lingbao coffin lamp, and the light on the lamp flickered continuously under the action of the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

But this is the case, but it gives Yang Jian and others a greater sense of threat.

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, the invisible holy domain was heavily pressed in mid-air, and Yang Jian's faces turned pale violently, and they were about to retreat.

But the space around it was like a boiled paste, and it became incredibly viscous, and it moved ten times slower than usual.

During these hours of Yang Jian's actions, the coffin lamp had already approached them.

The faint flames that burned above seemed to come from the eighteen-fold Netherworld, carrying the breath of death.

Just when Yang Jian and the others saw that the situation was not good, they were about to take out the life-saving things given by their master Zhao Gongming.

Suddenly, the coffin lamp that was heading towards them at great speed suddenly stopped in mid-air.

And the pressure on them also disappeared abruptly, and they resumed their actions.

"Click!"

Then, under the shocked gaze of Yang Jian and the others, the Nine Heavens Void shattered violently, and a pitch-black iron rod poked out of the space and landed directly on the coffin lamp.

"Boom!"

There was a great roar in mid-air, and the moment the black iron rod and the coffin lamp collided together, a ripple like a substance spread violently in all directions.

The coffin lamp was like a heavy blow, and it flew back into the arms of the burning lamp, and the burning lamp's face turned pale, and he swallowed it several times, but he still couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out directly.

"This is the breath of Senior Brother Six-Eared!"

Yang Jian was overjoyed, in the entire sect, he and Liu'er were the most familiar.

The black iron rod just now is the magic weapon of the six ears, the hardcore soldier at will.

"Senior Brother Six-Ear is here?"

Nezha, Lei Zhenzi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, Senior Brother Liu'er, that is the proud disciple of his own master.

The strength is unfathomable, although I don't know how strong it is, but it is not a big problem to deal with this old way.

"Hehe, the face of the sect is really thick, a group of second-generation descendants can not intercept the outer disciples of the sect, and now the deputy sect leader of the hall actually intercepted a group of third-generation disciples of my sect, which shows the shamelessness of the sect people."

In mid-air, the voice fell, and a golden figure flashed in the shattered void, majestic, who was it not Liu'er?

Randen stared at Liu'er, his expression was slightly solemn, as one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace that year.

Burning the lamp also had a relationship with Liu'er back then.

But I can't connect the little monkey in my impression back then with the majestic six ears who are now dressed in golden armor.

"Six-eared macaque, you're going to stop me?"

Liu'er smiled and said, "Such a shameless explanation, even if others see it, they may not be able to take action, I am a sect interceptor, so I naturally want to take action." ”

After the six ears finished speaking, the law of battle slowly spread to the outside of the body, the power of the law was strong, and the incomparably huge coercion shrouded the burning lamp.

"This breath."

A touch of jealousy flashed on Randeng's face, and as he expected, Liu'er was also a saint, you know, Liu'er is only the third generation of the sect.

After the lamp was lit, the faces of the golden immortals in Kunlun couldn't help but look a little ugly.

But Liu'er, as a member of the sect of the sect of the sect of three generations, has already attained the path of sainthood, which makes them where to put the face of these sect expositioners.

(End of chapter)