Seeing that his father had lost his way back, Liu Dianzong took the lead in attacking, so he hurriedly shot a whistle arrow given by the Tiekou Taoist in his hand, and the whistle arrow made a terrible cry, attracting everyone's attention. Ladies and gentlemen, the great crime of rebellion, you must not be deceived by these strange tricks, although there are rebels in the DPRK and the middle of the party, but the Lord is not cruel and mediocre, and in time it will be able to reorganize the world, you must not commit such a great crime of rebellion and harm the people of one side!"

This move scared the people in the audience a lot!

When the king heard the prince speak to dissuade everyone, he turned his hand and lifted the prince off the high platform, and the soldiers stepped forward to tie him up and take him to the prison cell, but the prince still shouted and cursed, he knew that he probably wouldn't survive tonight.

"Rebel!" King Qiantang scolded in public, "Today's matter has come to this, I can only advance and not retreat, I am willing to follow me, in the future, I will be rewarded for meritorious deeds, and those who dare to say a word will die under the sword!"

"Long live the King of Light! Long live the King of Light!" shouted inside and outside the palace, and no one dared to offend Long Wei.

Suddenly, the fire in the palace was everywhere, and when everyone hurriedly turned around to look, they saw a raging fire in the hall, and the soldiers came to report that all parts of the palace were set on fire, and the fire was out of control.

Dou Qiongying knew that Tiekou Daoren and the others had already succeeded, so she jumped up, and a blue light suddenly flew out of the sword box behind her, and she held the sword in her hand and went straight to Chai Xiuji.

"Dongying people, the descendants of the Bao family who hunted ghosts in the South China Sea came to teach you ghost arts!"

Chai Xiuji sneered, jumped out of place, and went straight to the back hall, Dou Qiongying wanted to avenge Jin'er, and second, he wanted to get the "Golden Picture Scroll", so he hurried after him.

Yin Mengfu, Fu Zuoyi and others have already flown to the front of the high platform, rescued Liu Dianzong, everyone flew on the high platform, surrounded by a Yang Ming King, Liu Dianzong stood with a sword, Louguan sent Yin Mengfu to hold a black copper plate, engraved with a picture of the stars of the heavenly stem, shining, Liu Fengchun held a black iron plate, engraved with the pattern of the mountains and rivers of the earth, faintly flowing, Lingbao sent Fu Zuo to shake a golden magic bell with one hand, jingle the bell, Mo Yueding has a magic pestle in his hand, entangled the dragon and the phoenix, awe-inspiring and mighty.

Yiyang Ming Wang sneered, "If I am not mistaken, this is the second plate of heaven and earth of the Louguan Sect, the vajra of the Lingbao Sect, and the Feixian Bell, I have seen these Daomen treasures, but unfortunately your milk smell has not dried up, I don't know how much skill you can have?"

Several people saw him tell the origin of the treasure, and did not answer, cast the spell, the sky moved, the galaxy was shining, the lightning flashed, shrouded the high platform, the ground together, the wind was loud, the earth and stones were flying, charming ears and eyes, the flying fairy bell made a crisp sound, the golden light was magnificent, the demon pestle rotated like flying, the dragon and phoenix came out, and the last dragon and tiger mountain cursed rune followed, surrounding the king of Yiyang Ming in the middle, and gradually there was an image of erosion and seizure, these are the best magic weapons in the Daomen, and the power is incomparable, but their Taoism is still in the realm of refiners, and they cannot use the real mana of the magic weapon.

When the king of Yiyang Ming arrived at this time, he was still unhurried, with a wave of his hands, a black smoke entangled the hands of several people, all the treasures died down for a while, and even the magic runes disappeared, and several people turned over and rolled down the high platform in the blink of an eye, and the king of Yiyang Ming smiled when he saw this: "Hehe, the Middle Earth Daomen, is there only such a thing left?"

"Shut up!" A break in mid-air fell, and an old Taoist wearing a purple gold Taiji Tu Taoist robe, his hair was white, his eyes were bright, and he held a golden unicorn whip, which was made of dragon tendons, with a keel as a handle, and a unicorn tail as a little, "Yiyang Ming Wang, I haven't seen you for many years, do you still recognize the poor Dao?"

Yiyang Ming King fixed his eyes and looked at it, he was a little surprised in his heart, the person who came was not someone else, but the real person Bai Yuchan of the Louguan Sect, decades ago, in the battle of Hidden Fog Mountain, it was this person who killed the Eryang Demon King, the golden unicorn whip, only one whip cut most of the Dao of the Eryang Demon King, I didn't expect to meet him again tonight, it was really a narrow road.

"Master!" Yin Mengfu, who fell to the ground, saw his master, not only became excited, but also felt a little ashamed in his heart.

"The apprentice doesn't need to speak, the master already knows everything, you wait and stay away for a while, and wait for the master to eradicate the cult!" It turned out that the heads of all the major sects had received the transmission notes, and they hurriedly set off to support, and Bai Yuchan came the fastest, and it also happened to come. Qiqi Chinese Network

Several people had to step aside.

Hearing this, King Yiyang Ming said angrily: "Tianji Lao'er, you also want to kill me?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard another voice in the air: "The poor road is here!"

Two more figures landed on the high platform, scaring King Yiyang into a daze.

Rotten Keshan.

"From here, the main altar of the White Lotus Sect is located, and we have the right to rest here for a while and go up the mountain when it gets dark. The monk held the rosary in his hand, looked around and said.

"That's what Senior Brother said. As soon as the monk's voice fell, he suddenly noticed a trace of uneasiness around him, and hurriedly jumped to the low tree next to him and looked down.

Shi and Jinghong were taken aback by the actions of the colorless monk, could it be that they were discovered by the White Lotus Sect? Jinghong hurriedly looked up at the uncolored master, and the stone's gaze once again confirmed that this was a low mulberry forest, which happened to be in a sheltered place under the top of the mountain, which could be attacked and defended.

"Master Color, what's the situation?" asked Jinghong in a low voice.

Before the monk could answer, the monk smiled and said, "Don't panic, don't panic, we have another Taoist friend." ”

The colorless monk jumped down from under the tree and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Zhou Immortal, don't come unharmed." ”

A white crane fell from the woods, white feathers and red top, thin legs and long wings, on the back of the crane slept an old man who looked like a beggar, carrying a jujube stick in his arms, hanging a bamboo tube around his waist, and he was asleep at the moment.

Shi naturally recognized this person, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou!"

Zhou Dianxian turned over from the crane's back and laughed: "Stone, I've been waiting here for a long time. It's really interesting and interesting that you are also going to this troubled water!"

The two old monks who are not empty and not lustful listen to the words, and they are not angry, but Jinghong is a little angry, and the most taboo in front of the monk is to say the word "bald donkey", but he has also heard the name of Zhou Dianxian, and he did not dare to attack for a while.

The monk said: "Amitabha, Zhou Immortals are still so fond of banter, are you here today, but are you here for the White Lotus Sect?"

"I'm here to catch up with an old man. Zhou Dianxian looked up at the sky, estimating that the hour had not yet arrived, but he didn't have to wait too long.