The voice of the old crab is extremely loud, echoing in the city for a long time, the noise below suddenly stopped, dozens of points of light slowly rose, only to see a team of people and horses dressed in flowers and red, gorgeous clothes, driving the clouds to blow and blow to meet the forward, for the first a long-bearded old road came to Yang Nan Lei Zhou in front of the arch hand and said: "It turned out that Yang Zhenjun arrived, the trail is far away, I hope to forgive the sin, Zhenjun is not easy to come by, why not go to the city to sit less, in order to show our admiration." ”

The old man's black face was stunned, in the past, he only saw the people in this spiritual heart city shouting and shouting to kill, but today he suddenly put on such a strange battle, wouldn't he call him Zhang Erking Kong, and he couldn't figure it out?

Yang Nan smiled slightly, flew out of the boat and said, "I don't know who this Taoist friend is? ”

"You are Yang Nan?" "The long-bearded elder said in surprise: "Strange, I have heard for a long time that the Yang family's true monarch has a golden face and a golden coat, and he is already in the realm of the Venerable, how can he only have a seventh-order cultivation of the Grandmaster now?"

Although the Spirit Sage True Monarch had Venerable cultivation in the past, he did not have any powerful magic weapons in his hands, so the seven kings of Spirit Heart City respected his high magic power, but they also expected that they could defeat this poor True Monarch, today Yang Nan suddenly lowered a realm, and his image changed greatly, isn't it strange?

Yang Nan didn't have the primeval spirit leaf and innate yin and yang beads, with his own cultivation, he was naturally the seventh order of the grandmaster, he saw the look of surprise on the long bearded old dao, and couldn't help but laugh and said: "The golden-faced Yang Nan, the human-faced Yang Nan, and the demon-faced Yang Nan, aren't they the same Yang Nan?

The long-bearded old man was frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You...... That Spirit Saint True Monarch is actually your incarnation?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in Lingxin City changed color, the incarnation of the saint was not trivial, if the Spirit Saint True Monarch of the Venerable Realm in the past was just an incarnation of Yang Nan, then how terrible was the cultivation of Yang Nan's body in front of him, who seemed to be only the seventh order of the Grandmaster?

Yang Nan smiled slightly: "You fellow Daoists don't need to panic, the poor Dao is only the seventh order of the grandmaster, and the matter of incarnation is rare, and it is not in Huangzhou at this time, if you want to fight or kill, then draw the next Dao." ”

At this time, the Spirit Saint True Monarch sat in Sizhou and did not follow, but with Yang Nan's strength, what if he picked this Spirit Heart City?

The long-bearded old man gathered his mind and arched his hand: "Yang Zhenjun, since you and I are in the same vein as the Daomen, why do you want to kill each other? Why don't you go to the city for a while, everything is easy to discuss, if you can turn the conflict into a jade silk, isn't it a wonderful thing?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Master, don't listen to this demonic nonsense, in the past, they bullied men and women, and the common people, but today they still put on a fake face, obviously hiding a knife in a smile, don't fall for the trick!"

Yang Nan was secretly amused in his belly, the old man has been in charge of the demon soldiers all these years, and his vision has really improved greatly, but with such a ridicule, where can these three dragons and four daos swallow their anger?

The blue-faced mantle was furious, and the halberd finger shouted: "Black-faced crab thief, you are just a little demon in the river, and you dare to shout at my dragon clan, in the past, I will let you give you three points in front of Yang Zhenjun, and today you dare to insult me?"

The old man sneered: "Blue-faced thief, don't be crazy first, if you want to fool my master, you won't know how powerful my master is until your dragon head lands!"

The two demon halberds scolded each other, and seeing that they were about to fight with their own blades, Gu Chenzi raised his palm and shook his palms and said: "The two of them are angry, grievances in the past, today Huti, Yang Zhenjun, my four sons of Gufeng and Sanlong sincerely invite, Zhenjun will not be afraid to go to my city, right?"

Yang Nan said lightly: "It's okay, I also want to go to this Lingxin City, and I also ask Taoist friends to lead the way." ”

With Yang Nan's cultivation today, where can he still be afraid of the conspiracy of these demons? Whether it is an open knife and a gun, or a hidden arrow to hurt people, Yang Nan will take it all!

Seeing the look on his master's face, the old man suddenly realized something in his heart, hehe smiled, stopped the scolding and stood behind Yang Nan and stopped talking.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the city saw the fierce monsters of the past fall into the city with a purple flying boat, and their hearts were all secretly wondering, these monsters are arrogant, no one in their eyes, they have always burned and enslaved human beings, how can they be respectful to a human being?

Someone who was knowledgeable saw the fierce banner waving in the wind in the hands of the group of mighty and majestic demon soldiers, and shouted in the crowd: "Huh, these two golden flags are so familiar, they seem to be the order flags of the Emperor Zhenjun and his old man!"

Today, Zhenjun's belief is the first in Huangzhou, Yang Zhenjun's immortal temperament, it can really be said that everyone knows, the people who heard it were immediately surprised and delighted, and someone responded: "You are talking nonsense again, Yang Zhenjun has always been in charge of the three old dragons and ruled by the river, his old man is in charge of the land of the four continents, everything is complicated, where is it possible to come to this Lingjiang Island?"

"Hmph, these three demons have done a lot of evil, it must be the true monarch and his old man who came to subdue the demons in person, you see, in a while, those three huge dragon heads will be hung under the big flagpole in the city!"

"If it were true, I would have been rescued......"

"yes, yes...... The true monarch is merciful and compassionate, and he has mercy on us and other good people, and he is really a powerful immortal......"

The demon soldier who was overseeing the work next to him raised his whip, pulled it over to the people, and scolded in his mouth: "You are a bad man, you dare to talk nonsense here? If you don't work hard, I will peel your skin and drink!"

Yang Nan sat on the chief seat of the main mansion of Lingxin City, listening to the song of silk and bamboo sheng with his ears, watching the light song and dance, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table, but he was like an old monk who was in a fixed place, and he didn't move for a moment.

In the vast hall, demons, monsters, monks and singers are constantly coming and going, it seems to be very lively, and the green face is gloomy with a smile, and he raised his wine glass and said to Yang Nan: "Yang Zhenjun is here, I am really fortunate to have three lives, and today I will first pay tribute to Zhenjun with a cup, in order to make friends with the two families forever." ”

Yang Nan smiled faintly, his sharp eyes swept over all the monsters and monks in the hall, and said softly: "Thank you Qingli Daoyou for your kindness, but if you want the two families to get together, unless you have three dragons cutting their heads, and the four sons of Gufeng binding themselves, and letting the true monarch fall, then there is hope, otherwise, this trick of hiding a knife in a smile and poisoning in wine is still avoided!"

Although Yang Nan's voice was soft, everyone in the hall could hear it clearly, allowing the three dragons and the four Dao to stop on their own! What kind of arrogant tone was this?

The yellow-faced Jiao was immediately furious, and slapped the table and shouted: "Yang Nan! You don't want to be rampant! What about the Kunlun faction? I am so kind and courteous, but you are so ignorant, do you think my dragon clan is easy to bully?"

Yang Nan's eyes swept lightly, and he slapped the table with his palm, smashing a gorgeous long table to pieces, and shouted in his mouth: "Bold demon, you are just three miscellaneous blood dragons, and you actually dare to do nonsense in the world! Do you think that the people in the cultivation of the Middle Earth and Jiuzhou are like the four sons of this unangry Lone Peak? If you don't send the dragon head, I will kill you all over the house, and not one will be left!"

Yang Nan shouted, the four major guards each called the magic weapon, and they were about to do it, the green face was red and white, white and black, and it was a great shame in his life to be so despised by Yang Nan, if it weren't for the four human monks on the side, Lone Cloud, Lone Lian, and Lone Shuang, I am afraid that he would also shoot the case immediately!

Guchen piled up a kind smile and said: "Yang Zhenjun, I have heard that the masters of the Zhenjun Temple are like clouds, and they have achieved a great foundation by taking advantage of the power of the emperor in the world, and there is such a huge momentum in just a few years, it can be seen that Yang Zhenjun's methods must be different, since Zhenjun wants to fight with us, how can we fight each other with those ordinary people in the market?"

Yang Nan sneered: "According to your words, how can we decide the winner? Whether it is a civil attack or a martial arts, or a formation technique, as long as you draw the line, I will take it! Today is death, and I will let you die happily!"

Seeing Yang Nan so domineering, Guchen was suffocated, and said with a forced smile: "I want to win with Zhenjun, each person has a question, you and I don't care about life and death when the two families respond to the question, there is a way that is infinite in the way of the law, and the magic power is immeasurable, this kind of victory can not only show my Dao methods, but also make our two families not a mess, how about it?"

Yang Nan raised his eyes and saw that although the three dragons and four daos in this hall were already the cultivation of the great grandmaster, but the ordinary demon soldiers were far inferior to the sturdy soldiers under his command, thinking that these three miscellaneous dragons must want to use this gambling method to get rid of themselves first, as long as the dragons have no leader, what kind of storm can the old soldiers and other generals set off?

If Yang Nan loses, it will be sent back to Kunlun Mountain, this kind of gambling and fighting is not a conspiracy, the deceased has no complaints, and there is no reason to take revenge!

Yang Nan smiled and said: "Lonely Dust Dao is friendly and calculating! Just according to your words! I, Yang Nan, have always been stingy, but today I am also rare and generous, this first question will be up to you first!"

Gu Chen and the demons were overjoyed on their faces, and they all secretly shouted in their hearts: 'Yang Nan is dead!

Huang Mianjiao said loudly: "Okay, since this is the case, I will answer the first question, this first question is gambling magic! I have two similar lonely peak boulders in the middle of the river island for a hundred miles, this stone material is hard, limited to a pillar of incense, you and I do not ask for help from others, with their own magic to ponder this stone, who will first mold the entire mountain peak into a stone statue, whose statue has a higher quality and skill will be the winner, and, when carving the stone, you and I have each other's attack and defense, death and injury do not complain, how?"

Yang Nan saw this yellow-faced Jiao raise such a question, and knew that he must be sure, so he immediately just sneered: "Okay! According to what you say, however, if you win, you won, no bet is not for winning, if I lose, this good big head will belong to you, if you lose, behead yourself!"

A cold smile appeared on the face of the yellow-faced Jiao, and he nodded and said, "Okay!

The two parties pushed the banquet, came to the shore of Lingxin City, looked at it from afar, and saw that there were two lonely peaks towering in the heart of the river where the river undulated, this peak was about 30 zhang long, there were green trees and flowers, and the bottom was the blue river water, and the blue light was faint all over the body, and it was really strange!

Baizhang Lingjiang, the river is surging, and when it hits these two lonely peaks one after the other, it has never been able to knock down the peaks that are largely submerged at the bottom of the river!

"This name is a big lonely peak and a small lonely peak, one before and one after the other, and there is no difference. Huang Mianjiao smugly pointed to the two lonely peaks that were only three feet apart and said with a smile: "Yang Zhenjun is a guest from afar, you can choose one at will, I just want you to pick the rest." ”

Yang Nan said casually: "The world is the big one, I am the greatest! ”

The yellow-faced Jiao smiled: "Okay! Take the ding, burn the incense, wait for me to enter the water!"

As soon as the words fell, several demon soldiers brought an incense burner, on which a thick sandalwood like a child's arm was curling towards the sky and scattering wisps of cigarette smoke, the yellow-faced Jiao took off its coat, screamed, jumped into the water, and the river suddenly swayed, only to see a huge yellow Jiao swimming in the river, straight to the small lonely peak.

Yang Nan's eyes are lucky, and the Yin and Yang Magic Soldiers carry him like a meteor, and the last to fly to the Big Lone Peak, which is composed of hard lapis lazuli throughout, that is, the Taoist Divine Soldier cuts it down, and it is difficult to cut, and it is not easy to complete the carving of the Lone Peak of more than ten zhang in a pillar of incense.

Yang Nan's hand of the magic soldier thrown, into countless white silk black silk drilled into the belly of the mountain, began to cut the mountain a little bit, although the lapis lazuli is hard, but can not help Yang Nan this immortal soldier of the edge, thousands of sword silk like a net like rain, falling on the big lonely peak to make a slight sound, countless gravel fine powder from the lonely peak fell in a row, this momentum looks extremely spectacular, see the distance around the audience people, old crabs and other demon soldiers all applauded.

The yellow-faced Jiao has been in Lingjiang for a long time, and he knows these two peaks well, and he has a strange treasure in the water in his hand, which is extremely rare to collect from the deep cold iron in the abyss, mixed with the secret iron of the Dragon Palace, after being made by master craftsmen.

This drill can be formed by water, a point of tens, breaking people's flesh, drilling people's hearts, the end is very vicious, at this time used to drill this small lonely peak, but it is overkill.

Seeing that the rocks on the big lonely peak were shaken and the grass and trees were falling, the progress seemed to be no slower than his own water treasure, and his heart was even more anxious, he secretly gritted his teeth and said: "I am known as the Great Sage of the Sea, if I lose this battle in this river, even if Yang Nan does not kill me, how can I still have the face to meet the people of the world?" No...... I'm going to let Yang Nan lose to the ground!'

The evil of the yellow-faced Jiao was born from the heart, and he made a troublesome sea supernatural power, and in an instant, he conjured up a huge Huang Jiao's real body, which was more than ten zhang long, splitting the river, stirring up the wind and waves, and swooped towards the big lonely peak where Yang Nan was!