"Oh no! This magic weapon is a trap container. ”

"Retreat!"

When Chu Huang and Chu Heng reacted, it was already too late, and they plunged headlong into the depths of the fairy bag, and the entrance of the fairy bag was closed.

Yang Jian and Jin Jiao saw that the immortal cloth bag shrunk back into the hands of a smiling monk with a big belly, the two immortals glanced at each other, Jin Jiao took a step forward, and asked, "Which immortal are you?"

"Hehe! The two immortals are friendly!"

This monk is very polite.

Yang Jian cast a spell to look at the monk with the third eye, intending to see through the monk's true body, but as soon as the third eye opened, the monk took the initiative to say: "Erlang Zhenjun doesn't need to use the eye of heaven, monk, I came to help on the orders of the master." ”

"Help?" Jin Jiao took a step, clasped his hands to his chest, and said arrogantly: "I don't need your help! ”

The monk Amitabha Buddha sighed and said embarrassedly: "As soon as you left, the master sent me to assist, and by the way, let Erlang Zhenjun rush to the palace Sanchongtian." ”

"Golden horn! I'll go first. Yang Jian glanced sideways at the Golden Horn, his body flew up, the Roaring Sky Dog followed closely beside him, and a master and a servant flew towards the Triple Heaven.

"Second brother, I'll come later. "The Golden Horn's kung fu is good, and he is actually familiar with Erlang Zhenjun.

The monk put away the fairy bag, sat on a cloud, he stared at the golden horn with a smile, and said: "The golden horn is immortal! I am a fairy bag monk, and the immortal position is low, but my fairy bag has great magical powers, and the immortals cannot escape." ”

Jin Jiao listened to the monk's words, patted the purple gold gourd on his waist, and said with a strong momentum: "The Golden Horn Immortal also has a magic weapon, and the purple gold gourd that can collect people." ”

The fairy bag monk smiled lightly and said, "Let's go! ”

The Golden Horn nodded and flew towards the Triple Heaven with the Immortal Bag Monk.

Triple Heavenly.

Ling Yun was suspended in the east, and the blood spirit bead in his palm supported the eyes of the Green Dragon Formation of the Four Spirits Silent Burning Immortal Array.

Yang Jian and the Roaring Sky Dog lived in the west, and the three-pointed and two-edged blades supported the eyes of the White Tiger Formation of the Four Spirits Silence Burning Immortal Array.

The fairy bag monk and the golden horn respectively held magic weapons to support the northern Xuanwu and the southern phoenix array.

"Hidden"

Ling Yun pinched his hand and played a decisive shot.

The Four Spirits Silence Burning Immortal Array became invisible.

Yang Jian seemed to sense something, he looked into the distance and whispered, "It's here." ”

Ling Yun looked into the distance with deep eyes, he covered his heart, and muttered, "Revenge for the extermination of the clan!" ”

The fairy bag monk soared through the clouds, and he still had a smiling expression.

The golden horn crossed his hands on his hips, and was not afraid of the enemies that were about to appear.

"Huh!"

Three streamers escaped in the distance.

The three gentlemen of Fushan, Shuifu, and Leopard appeared together in the triple heavens.

"That's ...... Lingyun!"

Shui Fujun saw Ling Yun hanging from a distance, and he saw Ling Yun's face clearly from a long distance, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

When Chu Heng sent the news to them, they didn't believe that Ling Yun was still alive at all, and it wasn't until now that they saw it with their own eyes, Shui Fujun believed that Chu Heng's words were true.

"Leopard Zhenren, didn't you say that this kid had already died under your Three-Element Soul Explosion Technique, why was he still standing alive in front of us. ”

Fu Shanjun saw that the person who should have died was standing in front of him alive again, and this anger made him can't help but question the leopard real person.

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible for a Dan Realm cultivator to survive under my Three-Element Soul Blasting Technique. ”

The leopard real person believed that his secret technique had killed Ling Yun.

"Since you said that your three-element spirit blasting technique killed this kid, then let me ask you why he is standing in front of you and me alive?"

Fushanjun really wanted Leopard Zhenren to give him a satisfactory answer.

"This kid isn't dead! That means he has some secret skills. ”

Leopard Zhenren could only guess like this, after all, the Lingyun Dan Realm cultivator could fight to the death with the three Monarch Realm cultivators! This can definitely be said to be an impossible possibility.

Shuifu Jun was suspended in front of Ling Yun, and he sacrificed the purple gold pagoda to prevent Ling Yun from suddenly sneaking up.

When Ling Yun saw Shuifu Jun's purple gold pagoda, he said with contempt in his eyes: "This magic weapon is stained with the blood of my people! ”

Shuifu Jun smiled indifferently, and said sharply in his eyes: "You couldn't destroy it more than a year ago, and now you can't destroy it." ”

Fushan Jun sacrificed the purple gold dragon snipher, took the lead in making a move, and shouted: "Potential!"

This scissors magic weapon directly attacked Lingyun.

Ling Yun raised his hand and shouted softly, "Lock!"

A golden rope flew out.

This rope is called the treasure sealing rope, which can wrap the magic weapon and block the magic weapon.

Fu Shan Jun's purple gold dragon slaying scissors were forcibly restrained after being wrapped around the treasure sealing rope.

"My magic weapon!"

Fu Shanjun was surprised, he couldn't believe that his magic weapon was actually entangled by the other party's magic weapon and couldn't take it back.

The black panther under the leopard real seat roared towards Ling Yun, and without paying attention, the black panther flew towards Ling Yun.

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth rose into a cruel sneer.

"Whew!"

The Howling Dog under Yang Jian's seat flew down and slapped the panther on the head.

Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife and soared down the clouds, and his three-pointed and two-edged knife pointed at the leopard real person, and said, "Obediently tie your hands and catch it." ”

"Can't detect cultivation!"

Leopard Zhenren couldn't detect Yang Jian's cultivation, and he felt that Yang Jian was very strong, and it was not an existence that he could deal with.

The fairy bag monk looked at Shuifu Jun with a smile, he floated to Shuifu Jun with a big belly and rode the clouds, and offered his other magic weapon, the nine-pattern sandalwood Buddha beads.

After Fushan Jun lost the Purple Gold Dragon Snipper, he sacrificed another magic weapon, the magic mirror and asked the sky.

The fairy bag monk was not afraid of this magic mirror to ask the sky, he chanted a spell and cast a spell, and the nine-pattern sandalwood Buddha beads turned into nine golden dragons.

When Fu Shanjun saw that the magic weapon of the fairy bag monk was so powerful, his expression couldn't help but become solemn, and he muttered: "The best magic weapon! ”

The fairy bag monk waved his palm, and he smiled and said, "Nine Dragons suppress the evil!"

Nine golden dragons swam towards Fushan Jun in all directions.

Fu Shan Jun urged the magic mirror to ask the sky, and used the ability of the magic mirror to create a clone.

The combined strength of the two Fushan Jun is equal to three.

The fairy bag monk said lightly: "Press!"

Nine golden dragons were entangled with their teeth and claws, blocking the retreat of the Emperor of the Mountains.

With the help of the Dharma Mirror Wentian clone, Fu Shanjun could only confront the nine golden dragons in front of him.

"Press!"

The fairy bag monk opened his mouth again and spat out a word.

The starting power of the nine golden dragons.

Fushanjun and the clone struggled to support, and the magic mirror Wentian was severely crushed under the entanglement of the golden dragon.

"Ah......h

Fushan-kun's body was squeezed by the golden dragon.

The fairy bag monk still understated the spell and said: "Nine dragons lock the body." ”

The nine golden dragons shrunk into nine golden threads to bind Fu Shanjun's body, and the golden threads connected by the nine Buddha beads were infinitely powerful.

"Click......

Fuyama-kun's bones made a crushing sound.

"Fushan-kun, get in. ”

Ling Yun flashed behind Fu Shan Jun, and with one kick, he kicked Fu Shan Jun, who was bound in his body, into the invisible Four Spirits Silent Annihilation Immortal Array.

(End of chapter)

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