The two white lights from the mouth of the immortal gourd shot straight ahead, and Zhao Gongming blocked it in front of him with a Baolian lamp, and the white light instantly covered the Baolian lamp.

Lu Jian frowned, seeing that the Baolian Lantern blocked the white light, he had also heard of the name of the Baolian Lantern, both offensive and defensive.

"Please baby, turn around!" Lu Jian bowed to the immortal gourd.

The white light flashed, and it rotated continuously around the Baolian lantern, and the Baolian lantern was also full of light, and the majestic Qibao wonderful fire erupted, scorching the two white lights that were cutting the Baolian lantern.

The two couldn't hold each other, and Zhao Gongming watched these two treasures fight, knowing that if they continued to fight, they would definitely lose both.

I saw that he sacrificed the top-grade innate spirit treasure to bind the dragon rope, recited the mantra, and the dragon rope turned into a streamer, tying up the unsuspecting land pressure.

Lu Quan's face changed, his handprint changed, he took back the white light, looked at the dragon rope tightly tied to his body, looked at Zhao Gongming with a slightly cold gaze and said: "Zhao Gongming, today is your best move, but if you want to catch me, it's not enough!"

After speaking, Lu Jian closed his eyes and fell to the ground softly.

Zhao Gongming suddenly felt that something was wrong, ran over to take a look, and found that Lu Pressure had used the golden cicada shelling magic power, and what was bound by the dragon rope at this time was just an empty shell.

"Lu Pressure, worthy of being the son of Uncle Dijun, his strength is good!"

Zhao Gongming sighed, in this fight, Zhao Gongming did not leave his hand because Lu Pressure was the son of Emperor Jun, that is to say, Lu Pressure escaped from Zhao Gongming with his own ability.

This time, his goal has been achieved, thwarting the sharp spirit of expounding the teaching, taking back the magic weapon, Zhao Gongming rose up in the clouds, and went back to join Liu'er and the others.

Lu Jian abandoned his physical body, and the Yuan Shen returned to the Xiqi camp, turned into a humanoid spirit, and walked into the big tent.

Everyone turned around one after another, and found that only the Yuan Shen had returned from Lu Press, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Brother Lu Zhudao, this, where is your physical body?" Jiang Ziya asked in surprise.

"That Zhao Gongming has vast magical powers, high mana, he is not an opponent in a head-on battle against Poor Dao, and the Poor Dao's Immortal Flying Knife is useless to him, and when Poor Dao is not paying attention, he is trapped by him with a dragon rope, and he has no choice but to abandon his body and escape back!"

Lu Jian said frankly, there is nothing to hide, and there is no shame in losing in the hands of Zhao Gongming.

"This, how is this good? Brother Lu Jian Dao is not that Zhao Gongming's opponent, Senior Brother Guangchengzi is even weaker than Brother Dao, if Zhao Gongming continues to come to challenge tomorrow, even if we wait together, I am afraid that it will not be his opponent!"

Guang Chengzi, who was constantly impacting the seal day and night, heard this, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, don't say it if you can't speak, no one treats you as a dumb person, why do you always pull me?

"How can that be good? That group of sectarian disciples has not yet been resolved, and the Lotus Palace has come to me to explain the trouble, what an eventful time!" Jiang Ziya was very worried, not only worried about Xiqi's national fortunes, but also worried about the fate of the sect.

"Don't worry, there is a way to do it, as for the thirty-seven twenty-first day, you can make that Zhao Gongming die invisibly!" Lu Jian said confidently.

"What? Do you want Zhao Gongming to die? No! Zhao Gongming is the proud disciple of that one, if he dies, we can't afford to afford it, and it will affect the master!"

"It doesn't matter, this is a struggle between juniors, if there are casualties, they are not as good as others, and they can't pull their faces to settle accounts with us, besides, this catastrophe has nothing to do with the Lotus Palace, they themselves insist on getting involved, even if they die, it's no wonder that we wait, can't they fight back when they speak to us to provoke us?"

"Brother Lu Pressure is reasonable! Poor Dao wants to trouble Brother Dao!" Guang Chengzi suddenly opened his eyes and said to Lu Pressure.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak!" Lu Jian nodded.

"After Brother Dao kills Zhao Gongming, please use this method to help Poor Dao kill Na Shen Gongbao together!

"That Shen Gongbao is just a big Luo Jinxian, such a trivial matter, why worry about it, Xie doesn't need it!" Lu Jian waved his hand, he agreed to help, but there was no need to thank him.

"What method did Brother Dao use to kill that Zhao Gongming?" Everyone was puzzled, listening to Lu Quan, it seemed that it would be easy to kill Zhao Gongming, but it would take some time.

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, please look at it, within the twenty-first day, then Zhao Gongming will die!" Lu Quan said confidently.

"Okay! What do you need to prepare, just ask! I'll wait for Zhao Gongming's death!" Jiang Ziya was relieved.

The next day, Lu Pressure began to act, he ordered people to build a camp tent in the open space, set up a high platform in the camp tent, and set up a life-size straw man on the high platform, the straw man wrote Zhao Gongming's name, and then Lu Pressure stepped on the gang, wrote the secret spell on the rune paper, and then sealed his hands, chanted words in his mouth, and burned the rune paper after reciting the spell once.

"Hmph! Zhao Gongming, see if you die this time!"

Lu Jian sneered in his heart, and bowed to the paper figure three times.

Nameless Mountain.

After fighting with the land pressure method, Zhao Gongming's face suddenly changed when he was recovering his mana, and there was a sudden throbbing in his heart just now, and the Yuan Shen warned him, and the sky trembled, but he didn't know where the police came from.

Zhao Gongming deduced in his heart, but he couldn't detect any abnormality.

Yunxiao, who noticed the change in Zhao Gongming's face, opened his mouth and asked, "Big brother, what happened?"

"I suddenly felt a throbbing in my heart just now, and I felt that I was worried about my life, but I didn't know where the danger came from!" Zhao Gongming said with a frown.

Bi Xiao, who was cultivating next to him, suddenly opened his eyes and said: "There are thousands of side doors in the world, and it is impossible to prevent it, it seems that it should be to teach that group of shameless people to be in the dark, big brother, this twelve-grade pure world white lotus can purify the filth of the world, ignore all side door evil arts, you use it to protect yourself first!"

"Okay!" It's all a family, Zhao Gongming is not outside, and after receiving the Pure World White Lotus, he directly put it on the top of his head, urging the magic weapon, and the wisps of purification law hang down, protecting Zhao Gongming's whole body, and the extremely uneasy Yuan Shen just now calmed down instantly.

"Shhhh

"It's disgusting to explain this group of bastards! Wait for us to set up the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation and send them all to the god list!" Bi Xiao said with his hands crossed and resented.

"That needs to be like this, wait for my grandson to meet him for a while!" Liu'er was carrying the demon stick of the mixed world, and his whole body exuded a monstrous aura, and he had a momentum that looked at the world, like a demon king of the world!

"No, no, you can't go, junior brother! If you go, isn't it the same as grandpa beating his grandson? Then we don't have to play! You can only be the last to play! Then it's time for me and my sister to play!"

Bi Xiao heard that Liu'er wanted to make a move, so he hurriedly objected, jokingly, and explained that this group of rabble, all the second-generation disciples together are not enough for Liu'er to beat with a stick, and the quasi-saint peak, and the body as powerful as the ancestral witch, is not a heavyweight at all.