It is impossible for Wen Zhong to break away from the army behind him and compete with Yang Jian, because he is different from Yang Jian, he is the commander of the three armies.

Therefore, it is even more impossible for him to go to the Chongtian Battlefield to fight with Yang Jian.

Different positions lead to different responsibilities, and the responsibilities of commanders and fierce generals are different.

Wen Zhong's shots are generally very restrained.

Yang Jian is not a fierce fighter.

So the fight between the two is always to the point.

All restrained.

It is very skillful, and it is not good to use its fists to be high and immortal.

The higher the cultivation, the less likely it is to make a move, and the higher the cultivation, the more difficult it is to get angry.

That's morality.

Cultivating immortals is not only mana, but also morality in the heart.

Of course, the Tao is divided into yin and yang, and there are also good and evil, which cannot be generalized.

However, no matter how Dao demons are, there is still a moral bottom line in their hearts.

Standing high, we will have a deeper understanding of heaven and earth, life, and sentient beings.

Just as an adult stands tall, he will not bully a child, which is a kind of morality that has nothing to do with good or evil.

Those who have this kind of consciousness are Wen Zhong and Yang Jian, and the others have not yet reached this realm, and they are all domineering, but they are more like immortals.

Lei Zhenzi swooped down, the wind and thunder rolling, mighty and terrifying.

A figure beside Wen Zhong rose into the sky, also with wings on his back, and there was a faint thunder and lightning between the wings.

This is the help that Shen Gongbao invited for Wen Zhong, the alien Xin Huan.

Xin Huan has thunder and lightning wings on his back, a thunder hammer in one hand, and an electric chisel in the other, and is also the king of the sky and the general of air control.

It is the enemy of Lei Zhenzi's destiny.

There was a loud thunderbolt, and the golden stick hit the golden hammer, and the wind and clouds exploded, and the air flow was agitated.

The two birdmen opened and closed at once, the sticks and hammers were intertwined, the four wings were churning, for a while you went up and down, for a while I went up and down, for a while you ran away and I chased, and for a while I chased you and fled, fighting on the sky.

The speed is extremely fast.

The moment Lei Zhenzi made a move, Tuxingsun escaped into the ground, and appeared silently behind Wen Zhong, his small body jumped up three feet high, and a jet-black iron rod slashed at Wen Zhong's head.

Wen Zhong didn't look back, not that he didn't notice it, but someone had already set up the iron rods, and what was holding the iron rods was a pair of iron whips, and a burly man nine feet away looked down at the three-inch nail earth grandson, and sneered, "Such a sneaky person with a roe head and rat eyes dares to show his head!

Tuxingsun's small but old-fashioned little face became pig's liver, which was completely a personal attack and discrimination.

Tuxingsun's little man roared, and pressed the iron rod with the strength of milk, the big man crossed his arms with double whips and puffed up a large piece thicker than Tuxingsun's waist, the big man sneered, how could he allow a little dwarf to press him down, when the two were competing, Nezha Huang Tianhua had also been stopped, and the two who stopped the two were Wen Zhong's disciple Jili Yuqing, the two of them were not high, and they had not entered the immortal road, but their combat power was not bad, and every move and style were all skills honed on the battlefield.

For a while, he was on a par with Nezha Huang Tianhua.

Jin Zha Muzha stepped on the air and a royal sword, the treasure light of the dragon pile in Jin Zha's hand was shining brightly, the imperial sword under Muzha's feet, the imperial sword in front of him, and the immortals of Donglu rose into the air one by one......

Wen Zhong's eyebrows condensed slightly, and the male and female whips started, the immortal Dao power under his hands had been exhausted, and next, it was all up to him.

This was also the result of his failure to use the power of the Immortal Dao before, and he never imagined that there would be today, and the battle of the mortal would evolve into the war of the gods.

Wen Zhong sat down and Mo Qilin stepped forward with heavy steps, Wen Zhong Da Luo Wei pressure also pressed forward like a tide, Jin Zha Muzha and other Donglu immortals were like boats against the current, not advancing but retreating, and falling to the earth with insufficient cultivation.

The power coerced and coerced the immortals, if there was no Yang Jian, Wen Zhong alone would be able to suppress everyone, but ......

Yang Jian is here.

Yang Jian took a step forward, and the immortals were like negative mountains, and the weight of the mountains receded like a tide.

Yang Jian's face was expressionless, standing in front of the three armies, one person pressed the formation, as steady as Mount Tai.

I don't know when, Yang Jian has a little black dog next to him.

A pair of dark eyes go back and forth to find the thief shrewdly.

Who is the puppy thinking about biting?