"Stop the demon, don't hurt my senior brother!"

With a loud shout, Yang Ren, who was in the year of Tai Sui, jumped out of the formation, and the five fires and seven birds in his hands fanned violently, and the fire in the air, the fire in the stone, the fire in the wood, the fire in the samadhi, and the fire in the world turned into five long dragons and swept over. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Garuda's eyes froze, and Yang Ren's cultivation could only lift his shoes, but the five fires and seven fowl fan, the magic weapon of the fame of the pure and void moral true monarch, should not be underestimated by him, and he did not dare to take advantage of the victory to pursue, his wings vibrate, and his body suddenly rose a few feet, avoiding the five fires of this unity.

Yang Ren didn't dare to be careless when he got the opportunity, he came to Huang Tianhua's side, and he was about to leave without thinking about it, but he wanted to go, but Garuda didn't want to let him go, and the huge wings behind him swept away, and countless feathers flew down just like just now.

Yang Ren's face changed greatly, he held Huang Tianhua with one hand, and fanned the five fires and seven birds with the other, the five divine fires flew out, and the fire dragon flew, burning all the feathers of Garuda.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty couldn't help but be overjoyed and applauded loudly, and Yang Ren couldn't help but show some smugness on his face, but his eyes glanced at the smile on Garuda's face, and suddenly his heart suddenly burst out, and he was about to withdraw, and suddenly felt that the mana in his body also felt a stagnation, and looked at Garudo in disbelief, how could it be, he obviously didn't touch him, how could he be poisoned?

Garuda's face was arrogant, is it true that when the feathers on my body are burned clean, it will be all right? Poison is pervasive, including the air.

Garuda rushed down, and he wanted to understand the lives of Huang Tianhua and Yang Ren in one fell swoop, one life is worth one life, if you kill my two generals, I will kill your two disciples.

"Smack"

Just when Garuda was about to hit Huang Tianhua and Yang Ren, a bright gold brick suddenly fell down and smashed Garudo's back, which immediately made his spirit shake, spit blood from his mouth, and fell heavily to the ground.

Nezha twisted his neck, walked out of the Tang army camp with a big grin, and muttered as he walked: "Hey, have you been tired lately? Why can't you even hold a gold brick steadily?"

Garuda raised his head with difficulty, looked at Nezha with an angry face, and said angrily: "Dark arrows hurt people, despicable and shameless. ”

"Despicable and shameless?" Nezha wrinkled his pitiful little face, his face was innocent and innocent, as if he didn't know where he was despicable and shameless?

Seeing this, Garuda's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a turquoise orb spit out from his mouth, with a bright glow, containing infinite poison and shooting towards Nezha, and at this time, Nezha still didn't seem to react at all, and even Yang Ren and Huang Tianhua were taken aback.

However, when the jewel was about to hit Nezha, the innocent expression on Nezha's face was swept away, and a silver bracelet in his left hand smashed out and hit the orb with a crisp sound, and his right hand rushed out and wrapped Garuda into a zongzi.

"Despicable and shameless? even more despicable, the master hasn't taught you yet, uneducated miscellaneous birds. After the victory, Nezha didn't pretend anymore, with a look of disdain on his little face, he accepted the jewel of Garuda with his left hand, and grabbed a head of Chaotian Aya with his right hand and dragged Garuda away directly like pulling a wild boar.

Jiang Ziya frowned rather strangely at this scene, and said to Yang Jian on the side: "Senior nephew Yang Jian, senior nephew Nezha's personality seems to have changed a bit big in the past thousand years!"

In the past, Nezha was a cannon temper, saying that the wind is rain, and he was always arrogant and rampant, where would he be as black as he is today.

Yang Jian showed a wry smile when he heard this, this explanation, is it because he has been with Yunfeng for a long time and has been damaged by Yunfeng, or has he stayed with Wufeng for a long time and has been damaged by Wufeng? Anyway, the previous third prince of sunshine has successfully transformed into a little prince with a black belly.

Long Yunfeng on the side also shook his head helplessly, Wufeng and Nezha, the two Xiao Zhengtai who looked similar in appearance from the outside, have been mixed together, but Wufeng learned lawlessness with Nezha, Nezha and Wujian learned to have a black belly, I really don't know if it's good or bad.

"Leave someone behind!"

Nezha wants to take people away so simply, but the Buddhist side will not agree, you teach someone, and there will be no one in my Buddhist gate?

"Sixteen Arhats. Nezha raised his eyebrows and said with a playful smile, "Why are there two missing, is it to steal other people's dog meat and then slaughter it?"

After the reincarnation of the dragon Arhat, his temperament changed greatly, and he became a wine and meat monk who wore wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in his heart.

Seeing the appearance of the sixteen Arhats, Long Yunfeng silently slandered in secret, the ability of the reincarnation of a grandson like Buddhism is really not ordinarily strong, there is an eight-treasure merit pool, as long as the soul is intact and there are masters to ignite, it can be restored one day, which is similar to the reincarnation pool of angels in Western legends.

Back then, outside the Yellow River, Long Yunfeng casually slapped the eighteen Arhats to death, but forgot to scatter their souls, although all of them were damaged souls, but they were all successfully reincarnated, and now they have all recovered their Arhats.

And after walking from the mortal world, one by one the cultivation has even broken through, although one-on-one is not Nezha's opponent, but sixteen together can still be slightly compared.

"I have heard for a long time that the third prince has great powers, and a few poor monks and brothers are not talented, so they came to ask for advice or two. As soon as the words fell, the fifteen arhats behind him stood in a fixed position at one time, and a dazzling Buddha light appeared.

Nezha didn't care about Garuda at this time, but looked at the sixteen Arhats around him with a wary face, although the sixteen Arhats were one-on-one, none of them were his opponents, but if they formed a formation, it would be very troublesome.

Especially now Nezha's strongest magic weapon, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, was taken back by Taiyi Zhenren, and the Qiankun circle was also given to Wuji, although Wuji later made a mixed yuan bracelet and gave it to Nezha, but it was not as easy to use as the Qiankun circle.

The supernatural power of three heads and six arms was displayed, Nezha held a fire-tipped spear with both hands in front of him, a mixed yuan bracelet and a mixed sky silk with both hands on his left, and a yin and yang sword on his right.

Nezha is the most special one among the three generations of disciples of the exposition, not only practicing the Yuqing method of expounding the teaching, but also practicing the exercises of Nuwa Niangniang, the powerful and pure mana emanates out, with one enemy and sixteen, but there is no fear, on the contrary, he still takes the initiative to attack.

The sixteen Arhats also did not dare to be careless, the last time they went to the Yellow River, it was because they were too careless, and they were all reincarnated, and in the face of the powerful Nezha, they had no possibility of being careless, and the sixteen people were fighting with Nezha as one, and the golden and blue lights were staggered with each other, and no one pressed anyone.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's brows moved, and he was about to step forward to help Nezha, but Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand to stop him, and shook his head at Yang Jian, it doesn't matter if you win or lose here, as long as the time drags on for a long time.

Among the three generations of disciples of the Sect, in addition to these in front of him, there is also a dwarf who can escape to the ground and has not come!

Yang Jian understood, seeing that although it was difficult for Nezha to win in the field, it was not easy to lose, so he was no longer nervous at the moment, and stood quietly beside Jiang Ziya, and the national teacher on the border country also looked like he was holding a pearl of wisdom, calm and calm.

Long Yunfeng looked at this scene, no matter how he looked at it, he felt strange, and the people on both sides felt that they had won the battle, so who was better?

Nezha and the Sixteen Arhats fought a lot, the sky was dark, flying sand and stones, but they could only tie, no one could suppress anyone, and they fought for nearly half an hour, and they did not distinguish the winner or loser.

Suddenly, a bang came, but this sound did not come from the battle between Nezha and the Eighteen Arhats, but from the base camp in the rear of the border army.

Seeing this, Long Yunfeng's face showed a little suddenness, it turned out to be a good plan to let people burn grain and grass, but it was a good plan to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle, but the national teacher of the border country on the opposite side saw that his grain and grass were burned, and the expression on his face did not change a little, and he couldn't help but be surprised, it was grain and grass, the weight of the three armies, although with the help of monks, it could be easily transferred from other places, but it also took time, as for making something out of nothing, that is, these immortals are at most playing the role of porters.

They are not producers of grain, but porters of grain.

Thinking of Datang's unilateral crushing of the border country in the past few days, it seems that no matter what Datang does, the border country can know that Long Yunfeng has a little more thoughts in his heart, Lao Jiang should have lost this time.

Sure enough, just after Long Yunfeng came up with this idea, the fire over there suddenly dissipated, as if it had never been ignited, Jiang Ziya's face immediately changed when he saw this, how did he feel that these people seemed to be clear about their plans, so what about the next tricks?

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and several huge shadows shrouded the sky, Long Yunfeng looked up and found that where the army of the border country was stationed in the village for grain and grass, five men in imperial robes were about to fall down with five mountains on their shoulders.

Dongyue Taishan Tianqi Rensheng Emperor Huang Feihu, Nanyue Hengshan Sitian Zhaosheng Emperor Chongheihu, Zhongyue Songshan Zhongtian Chongsheng Emperor Wenpin, Beiyue Hengshan An Tianxuan Shengdi Cui Ying, Xiyue Huashan Jin Tianyuan Holy Emperor Jiang Xiong.

If you can't use a dark sneak attack, you can use the Wuyue Mountain to crush it strongly, and break the ten wisdom with one force, which can be regarded as arranging Zhoudang.

Long Yunfeng praised in his heart, but when his eyes saw Huang Feihu, the Great Emperor of Dongyue, who was carrying Mount Tai, his eyes changed.

Rubbing his chin slightly, the Emperor of Mount Tai of Dongyue, in addition to being the head of the Five Mountains, in addition to mastering Mount Tai, it seems that there is also a part of the priesthood that can govern the eighteenth layer of hell. If you directly snatch Huang Feihu's imperial seal, you don't have to calculate the imperial seal of the ghost emperor of the five directions.

Thinking of this, Long Yunfeng showed a sinister smile, Lao Huang, for the sake of my brother-in-law, you are ready to sacrifice, don't worry, I will cast a good baby for you, and my wife will definitely not be forced to jump off the building again.

Huang Feihu, who was smashing the mountain, suddenly felt cold, feeling that he had been calculated, but before he could react, a huge stick suddenly stretched out from the grain and grass tent, like an optimus giant pillar, suddenly rioting, and waved out five stick shadows in an instant, as if it was virtual and real, and actually hit five sticks in an instant.

Although Wuyue was heavy, it was effortlessly pulled back by this stick, and all of them rushed in Yang Jian's direction, full of provocation.