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The golden light filled the sky, roaring and rushing, swept in, and in a moment of breathing, Yang Jiao only felt that the golden light under his feet was getting more and more vigorous, and the huge force was running, extending along the beacon fire and thunder gun, and the two arms were sore. Slightly surprised in his heart, he roared angrily in the sky, his whole body was as clear as an explosion, and the starlight was surging above the gun, and a huge force ran away, suppressing the golden light in one fell swoop.

The people in the city can no longer sit still, fly up, Yang Jiao's eyes soared, in the light of the sky, he saw the appearance of the person clearly, his face was thin, his whole body seemed to be painted with gold paint, golden and shiny, the slightly sunken eyes were blurred and colorful, the golden light on the top of his head was viscous, turning into a huge golden Buddha palm, rushing up to a hundred zhang high, and with the power of exterminating the world and pressing down, and then rushing down, with the wind and furious roll, although it has not yet arrived, the wind is like a knife blowing the face, Yang Jiao is dazzling in a battle armor, and the cloak behind him is hunting, and his hair is raised.

Lang laughed, and saw that Yang Jiao's ancient god power exploded, setting off a storm and clouds in the sky, rolling and surging, it was like a monstrous wave above the sky, shining brightly. It was gathered by Yang Jiao into a magnificent giant pillar, which reached the sky. A strong blow shook the palm of the Buddha. The two sides touched down. knew that the other party was not under him, and between the ups and downs, they immediately fought together.

Wen Zhong saw that the aliens in the opponent's army were being dragged down, and hurriedly waved his army to cover the kill, Yuan Futong saw that he was relying on the earth immortals being dragged down, and his heart was shocked, Wen Zhong commanded the troops in a good way and commanded in an orderly manner. After a battle, the opponent was defeated, and the soldiers were defeated like a mountain, and the corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed away.

After a fight, defeated and returned, Yuan Futong escaped with his life in the chaos, and was surrounded by several loyal subordinates who fled into the city, closed the gate, and the arrows on the city were like rain, falling one after another, and the rolling stones and giant trees fell one after another, so that Wen Zhong's army did not dare to touch the edge lightly, and the strong attack was unsuccessful, so he had to retreat slowly.

For a moment, the wide and empty plain sand field was empty, only the two people who were still fighting in the air. The golden clouds of divine light collided back and forth. The thunder roared, the wind howled, the sound of Zla in the air was endless, and the clouds gathered and dispersed. Scattered and reunited, affected by the aftermath of the fight between the two, churning and rolling. And so on.

Although Yang Jiao has already broken through the Gate of Mixed Yuan, after all, the cultivation days are short. Obviously slightly inferior to the other party in terms of mana, although he was surprised by the attack before. has the upper hand, but the more time passes, the convenience gradually regains the disadvantage, the golden light spreads, the Buddha palms the sky, and there are signs of turning defeat into victory.

At this time, the sergeants on both sides were carefully staring at the battle in the sky, and Wen Zhong saw that Yang Jiao seemed to be invincible, and hurriedly threw out the magic weapon in his hand. He saw that the male and female whips turned into two dragons in the air, and the two great forces split down, just like the last two straws that overwhelmed the camel, no matter how powerful the other party was, in the end, it was Yang Jiao who trapped one of his natal relics, and his strength was greatly reduced, and he was attacked by Wen Zhong, and suddenly fell from the air with black smoke.

Yang Jiao laughed loudly, and gathered up the golden relics in the air, this relic is like the condensed golden pill of the immortals, it is completely pure aura, the density is extremely high, it is completely the essence of the earth's energy, it can be absorbed without real fire quenching, and after refining, it can withstand thousands of years of penance, Yang Jiao's realm is sufficient, but there is little mana to cast the foundation, and he can't help but be ecstatic at the moment.

The light that swept up in the sky slowly dissipated, and the three of them all stood on top of the void, Wen Zhong and Yang Jiao held each other left and right, tightly surrounding the monk in the middle, Wen Zhong immediately took the lead and asked, "How do you dare to ask what to call Daoyou, how can you meddle in the war between you and the world?"

The monk's face turned a little pale, "The poor monk is a disciple of the Western Zhun Ti sage, and the Dharma name is abandoned, and this is to follow the teacher's order to end the fortune of the Shang Dynasty, and go with the sky, and the Taoist friends don't have to be so aggressive." The corpse of the relics was taken away and the corpse was angry, and his tone was not good.

"The luck of the world, there are worldly people who are finished, why not work for the corpse to abandon the Taoist friends, not to mention that this is the internal affairs of our human race, and the people of our human race solve it, the Taoist friends are so overstepping, dare to question that our human race cannot control the internal affairs, and intend to implement it on behalf of him!" Yang Jiao got the relics, his heart was happy, and he became nonsense with the corpse. Anyway, the general trend of heaven is just a fig leaf for all parties to seek their own best interests, as long as you can speak the Tao, it is not difficult to reverse black and white.

The corpse was angry in his heart, but he was under the eaves and had to bow his head, the other two of them, their mana and magic powers were not low, and they lost their relics, and their strength was greatly reduced. What's more, there is still a faint treasure rising in the human race powerhouse who fought with him just now, and it is still an innate stream. Although he is a saint's disciple, but the Western saint is also really poor, although he is also a disciple of the Zixiao Palace, but compared to Sanqing's wealth, it is much shabby, and it is not as good as the human race that swept away the two lich clans, and it is so poor that even the innate magic weapon is rare. Yes, these disciples are also very poor. Most of them rely on their own magical power to subdue the enemy and subdue the demon.

These Western monks are the most important spiritual training on weekdays, and their perception of these magic weapons is not insensitive. At this moment, sensing the magic weapon breath on Yang Jiao's body, he was like a fly that smelled the smell, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was stronger than him, he would have found an excuse to kill people and seize the treasure.

Most cultivators, the most important strength, for their own interests, can be said to do everything, compared to the world there is a law judge's office, although it is also very dark, in the end on the surface is still law-abiding, unlike the cultivation world, a word of disagreement, even friends, it is also a common thing to turn their faces and make a move. As long as there is no division force behind the person who is killed, although it is said that it is a cycle of heavenly principles, there is karma, but it is not in front of the eye, and no one can see clearly, not to mention that as long as you cultivate enough ability, the karma of killing people and seizing treasures may not be able to be avoided.

The corpse was speechless, what else could he say, and at this moment, he heard a clear voice coming from the western sky, clear and thick and heavy, resounding through the heavens and the earth:

"Amitabha!"

When I looked at it again, I saw four monks rolling up the golden light in the sky, and the wind was galloping. Although the person who came was still far away, the Buddha power was surging all over the body, and the huge power was overwhelming through the long distance, which directly increased the pressure on Yang Jiao and Wen Zhong's whole body, and the powerful power made people breathe sluggishly, and the immortal light on the whole body was like boiling water, tumbling endlessly, resisting the huge and unparalleled power, but the face changed color, and it was no longer calm.

The person who came was as swift as lightning, stopped next to the corpse, and said to Yang Jiao and the two together: "The poor monk Vishepo/Visha corpse/Ka Ye/Ku Nahan have seen a few Taoist friends. ”

Wen Zhong's face was a little ugly, but he heard Vishepo smile on his face, and said indifferently, "Beihai Chaocheng has been unbreakable for more than ten years, and this is the number of days. ”

"What number of days, I'm afraid it's your teacher's family's words!" There are hundreds of people from the human race this time, all of them are above Da Luo Jinxian, and there are two mixed yuan masters of Shaoyi and Yushi, Yang Jiao is naturally fearless.

Wen Zhong also had a bad face, "Why should Daoist friends insist on saying it, the operation of creation and transformation is unpredictable, changing all the time, how can there be no change, not to mention that the heavenly way is inactive, life and death are disillusioned, and they are all between the changes of people's will." ”

Ka Ye was full of smiles, looking uncomfortable, "Since Daoist friends don't understand, everyone will rely on their own abilities to see who can stick to their beliefs." ”

The five monks swung their robes and turned around and entered Beihai Chaocheng, and Yang Jiao and Wen Zhong had no choice but to return to the camp and sit in the handsome tent with a worried face.

Wen Zhong said worriedly, "Look at today's shape, you obviously have the upper hand, you don't want to lose your advantage in a blink of an eye, the Western religion is not good, there are two saints behind you, don't offend lightly, we are just afraid that we will be trapped in the North Sea again, and we will not be able to return to the court for a long time, but what!"

Yang Jiao responded, "Don't worry, Emperor Sui ordered us to come, he must have expected this situation, there are many strong people in our human race, and your sect is also a master, how can this small West be compared." Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Shaoyi, and couldn't help but ask out loud, "Senior brother, why didn't you make a move today?"

Shaoyi smiled: "What's the hurry?"

Master Yu also said: "If we all take action, will the disciples of the Western Sect still dare to come? I don't want to face the Quasi-Daoist early tomorrow morning." ”

Wen Zhong frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Master Tai, don't be impatient. Shao Yi immediately smiled and said: "Since we are here, we will definitely help the Taishi to level the Beihai, after all, the war of the human race is not what our holy land wants to see." ”

Ying Long said even more coldly: "Tomorrow, I will make a move, those monks, since they dare to meddle in the affairs of the human race, they should have been ready to die here." ”

Although the female squire did not speak, the flames dancing in her eyes were scorching with endless killing intent, wanting to engulf the void.

They are all strong people of the human race who have attained the Tao in the Xuanyuan clan's era, and they have become a mixed yuan by bloody killing, and their strength is extremely strong, plus the two have the same heart, and under the combination, they are even better than Shaoyi and Yushi.

When Wen Zhong heard this, he felt that the aura on these two people was deep, and he was not weaker than his own master, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, coupled with the hundreds of Luo Jinxian-level Dharma Protectors, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the Holy Land of the Human Race has a profound heritage, and it is really a master, at that moment, he hurriedly said: "In this way, thank you very much." ”

"Why does the Taishi need to thank you, quelling the war of the human race is what I should do as a cultivator in the Holy Land. Yushi Senran said with a smile: "Besides, the Western religion is arrogant and dares to meddle in the internal affairs of the human race. ”

There is no one in particular, there is nothing in love with people, four words, full of killing intentions, wanting to swallow the life of the immortals and open the catastrophe of heaven and earth! (To be continued......)