Chapter 238: At stake

After Jiang Ziya told all about this matter, the faces of all the golden immortals were a little unsightly, because after all, this method was too yin, and it was not good to say it.

"Then Zhao Gongming killed Cao Bao Daoyou for no reason, how can this revenge not be avenged, and ask Lu to press Daoyou to cast a spell!" Xiao Sheng was afraid that if Zhao Gongming was still alive, he was afraid that he would come to seek revenge, so he couldn't wait to speak.

His opening also made everyone's brows expand, after all, if the Tongtian Sect mainly settles accounts, then this head was not opened by them, so for Xiao Sheng's little bit of caution, it was not broken.

Zhao Gongming was meditating in the camp, and from time to time a wisp of evil qi floated out, but without the Dinghai God Pearl, the speed was much slower.

When all the evil qi was discharged, Zhao Gongming's heart slowly calmed down and began to recall the events of today. When Guang Chengzi fought with him, he didn't use Fantian Seal, so he once had the upper hand, and then saw that Guang Chengzi had no place to fight back, and he was arrogant for a while, but he didn't see Guang Chengzi's plan clearly, and chased after him alone, and finally was robbed of the magic weapon, if it wasn't for listening to the last time Styx preached in Biyou Palace, where would he be planted this time.

That Cao Bao was in a very abnormal state at that time, as if he was deliberately provoking himself, either losing his mind in the catastrophe, or falling into the calculations of others. But what Zhao Gongming couldn't understand was that his killing intent at that time came extremely suddenly, as if it was uncontrollable.

During this period of time in the world, Zhao Gongming will discharge the evil qi in his body every night, and there will be no loss of heart, and his Taoism is in the late stage of Daluo, if he wants to control his mind, unless he is an old quasi-saint, the current realm of Burning the lamp is unstable, it is impossible for him.

In the empty tent, Zhao Gongming's long sigh came: "Whether it is the will of heaven or the calculation of others, if the golden immortal is attacked now, the poor Dao is really not an opponent." ”

At this time, Jiang Ziya knelt in the magic circle, bowed to the scarecrow on the desk, and the wind blew in an instant, the yellow fu rattled, Jiang Ziya's body shook in a trance, and on the scarecrow's forehead, the three characters written on the white paper, there was a haze attached.

Zhao Gongming in the camp coughed in a low voice, put his right hand on his heart, felt the palpitations just now, looked in the direction of Xiqi, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that they will definitely not let me go, I didn't expect the people of Xiqi to use this method, but it is similar to Yao Tianjun's down-and-out array." Now that my three souls and seven spirits are no longer stable, I have no defensive spirit treasure, and I don't know one of the souls. ”

After more than ten days, Zhao Gongming was just a little dizzy at the beginning, and then gradually became a little impetuous, and now he is pale, his eyes are black, his feet are weak, and he is lying in the camp, he is already dying.

Wen Zhong and the others looked at their eyes, they were anxious, but their strength was limited, so they could only watch dryly, a few days ago, Yao Tianjun sneaked into Xiqi and wanted to steal the spell casting, but he was killed on the spot by Lu Jian and was on the list of gods.

At this time, Shen Gongbao said: "If it goes on like this, Senior Brother will only have a dead end, and we can't sit still like this!"

Wen Zhong said: "I know this truth, but we are really unable to do it, and there is no chance at all in Xiqi City." ”

Shen Gongbao said: "I don't know, but I'm not completely helpless, when Yao Daoyou cast a spell and worshiped Jiang Ziya's two souls and six spirits, the result was that the remaining one soul and one soul were fixed by the disciples of the Interpretation Sect, and finally there was time to steal the spell casting, and we can also learn from it." ”

Wen Zhong's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he dimmed again, and sighed: "This method is certainly possible, but the Taoism we are waiting for is only Taiyi, but it has no such power. Yao Daoyou knows the way of the soul, but he has already been on the list, what can I do?"

"It's true that as the master said, but there is naturally a solution to this method proposed by the poor Dao, I heard that in the interception of the sect, the senior brother and the three night Niangniang have brother and sister feelings. I went to Sanxian Island, informed Sanxiao Niangniang of this situation, and asked them to go out of the mountain to save the life of the elder brother. Shen Gongbao said.

Now that Zhao Gongming is sleeping in the camp, he has long lost his mind, and he doesn't know the plans of Wen Zhong and others, he is in a catastrophe, which has led to his current fate, where will he be willing to involve his three younger sisters?

Zhao Gongming's miserable appearance expounded that the disciples had no chance to see, but in the breath of Yin Shang's declining benefit, they could also feel the effect of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, and they were a little worried in their hearts. Zhao Gongming has the Taoism of the late Da Luo period, and there is a lot of land in this desolation, just let Jiang Ziya, the immortal, worship for more than ten days, and it has become like this, and the insidious degree of this secret method can be seen.

After the battle of the gods, the book of nails and seven arrows will be known to the world, if Lu Jian is not the prince of the demon clan, then he will definitely die without a place to be buried. Not to mention the distance, even the golden immortals who expounded the sect also had this idea in their hearts, if Lu Jian was the same casual cultivation as Cao Bao, they would have started a long time ago.

Behind Lu Jian stood the demon clan, although after the Pan Tao Festival that year, Lu Jian went down to the Wa Palace, but as long as Nuwa and Kunpeng did not expel him from the demon clan, the great supernatural powers in the flood would not touch him, even if they knew that he had such a sinister method in his hands, it was the same.

According to reason, the battle of the gods is of course a catastrophe for all non-quasi-saints, but Lu Jian can also survive safely, in fact, he can not stand on the side of the teaching.

When it was said that he and the Sanqing, the two sages of the West, and several ancestors had formed a cause and effect, Lu Jian helped the people in the teaching, and he could indeed understand the cause and effect with Taiqing and Yuqing, but he worshiped Zhao Gongming to death, and offended Shangqing even more. And Tongtian's temper is straight, compared with the other saints, he is a little less calculating, is Lu Jian not afraid of touching his bottom line, regardless of the attitude of the two saints of the demon clan, killing him?

After a few more days, there was only one day before the twenty-first day period that Lu Jian said, Jiang Ziya sat in the position, looking at the scarecrow on the table, but he didn't bow again, but stood up, took it in his hand, and prepared to walk out.