This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 340 The poor are rich in wealth, I have met the king!
On the wish-fulfilling beads in the hands of all the Tibetan Taoists, there seemed to be some heresy rhyme flowing, and he spat out a Sanskrit voice: "I cut off my arms, only wishing for wish-fulfillment. If I follow my wish, I will behead it and show it to everyone."

As soon as his words fell, his arms suddenly disintegrated into flesh and blood, spreading all around, a strange force suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, like cause and effect but not cause and effect, like fate but not fate, but it influences the Twelve Golden Immortals Yuanshen!
The next moment, an invisible force seemed to fall on the Twelve Golden Immortals in the dark.

This kind of power has actually weakened, and even removed all the obstacles that Western Taoists beheaded the Twelve Golden Immortals!
Let the Twelve Golden Immortals have a meal!
The gods and gods of the heavens looked at this place, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to take a breath!

At this moment, the great supernatural beings in the nine heavens and ten places suddenly remembered a powerful Chaos God Demon.

Because of the mind, it is for the desire.

Wish Taoist!

The companion magic weapon wish compass, one of the three major compasses of chaos!

At this time, the gods of the heavens were shocked.

Could this person be the reincarnation of gods and demons! ?

None of them could have imagined that the Western religion would make such a shocking move at a critical moment!
Simply, too insidious...

But at this moment, their eyes turned to Yuxu Palace, and they wanted to know one more thing.

At this time, not only they wanted to know, but the Western religion wanted to know, and the Twelve Golden Immortals probably wanted to know even more.

however……

The seven-color glow of the Qibao wonderful tree wiped away the magic weapon of the twelve golden immortals, and the power exchanged by the Tibetan Taoists with their arms fixed the physical body and soul of the twelve golden immortals, even if only for a moment.

Just at this moment...

The Sun Moon God Wheel had already chopped towards the heads of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

at this time.

The Twelve Golden Immortals had already been seriously injured and suffered a backlash. Only Guang Chengzi and Taiyi had superb cultivation bases, but they were barely able to keep their vitality, and their cultivation bases also plummeted.

In the hands of the four suzerains who still bear the fate of the immortal sect in the west, they actually fell into a disadvantage.

At the moment of life and death, Guang Chengzi glanced at Yuxu Palace, and saw an old man with a childlike face riding a fairy deer upside down, riding the long river of time and space, and a small gray flag in his hand broke through time and space and shot out in an instant. Hundreds of millions of chaotic sword lights directly cut through the seven-color light all over the sky and the invisible shackles of Zhizhu Taoists.

As soon as this banner appeared, it immediately covered the sky and covered the sun, stood upright in the clouds, fluttered, and the chaotic breath rushed straight to the sky!
"Antarctic Fairy!"

Seeing this, the four Immortal Sect Masters of the Western Sect couldn't help showing solemn expressions, and said in a deep voice:

"Unexpectedly, the Yuanshi sage really dared to let you leave Yuxu Palace with the Pangu flag."

Nanji Xianweng ignored the four of them, still smiling childishly, and said:
"Twelve Immortal Heads, retreat quickly."

As soon as his words fell, the gray Pangu flag spread out in the air, hunting, and then shot out a chaotic sword energy!
The chaotic sword qi shot towards the Jiuqu Yellow River ahead, and with a bang, the void exploded, cutting a passage for the Jiuqu Yellow River.

The twelve fairy heads looked at each other, and they were about to fly away immediately, but they saw that all the Tibetan Taoists broke their legs again, and the hidden Tao made the twelve golden immortals stop.

Puxian gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! If you don't kill this person, it will be difficult to leave!"

The Twelve Golden Immortals thought it was another fierce battle, but saw a majestic man walking out of the Twelve Immortals.

He opened his mouth and said:
"Zhizhuzang, also known as removing barriers, is in charge of the way of wishful thinking. It can remove all barriers and subdue all obstacles. It is the mandala of the esoteric womb realm and the main deity of the barrier-removing courtyard. The secret name is King Kong. Teaching, indeed hidden dragons crouching tigers, the conspiracy is very big."

"Master, all master uncles, you go first."

"Here, leave it to Yang Jian."

"It's just that I need to borrow a few magic weapons."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he raised his hand, and the three dragons guarding him turned into three-pointed and two-edged knives and landed in his hand.

An incomparably powerful Da Luo aura shot up from him, causing the four of them to tremble, their eyes widened, and they said in disbelief: "Impossible, why didn't you suffer backlash?"

The Twelve Golden Immortals also looked at each other with doubt and shock in their eyes.

Yu Ding said in surprise, "Disciple, why are you all right?"

Yang Jian calmly said:
"Before this battle, Yang Jian's Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu came on a whim and sensed the danger."

"So, the suzerain position was given up in advance."

The other twelve golden immortals were dumbfounded, and the masters of the four great immortal sects were also speechless...

Unexpectedly, there is such an operation?
Guang Chengzi and the others looked at each other, and stopped staying any longer, and left through the air along the chaotic atmosphere opened up by the Pangu banner, and each of the six of them left a few treasures of Yuxu fairy light flowing!
The four Taoists from all directions were about to stop them, but they saw that Yang Jian's eight or nine mysterious skills were constantly circulating, changing and moving, and suddenly turned into a golden body, blocking the four of them!
Although the cultivation base of the four Taoists is far higher than that of Yang Jian, but Yang Jian is too close to the four of them, and the four of them have not had time to use their mana in the future. , When the consciousness was stunned, the whole person subconsciously retreated hundreds of miles!

"Why so fast!"

"Why can he break through"

They looked up, and saw Yang Jian's mighty golden body with three heads and six arms, one holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, one holding a sword of cutting immortals, one holding a square sky painting halberd, one holding a binding fairy rope, and one holding an immortal sword. The golden brick, holding the Tai Chi symbol in one hand, has appeared in front of the four of them again!
impossible!
Yang Jian is just a disciple of the third generation of Yuxu Palace, why is he so powerful!
He was just a mere celestial being before, but he had only been in charge of the Immortal Sect for a few years, and he actually proved the Dao Fruit? ?
Compared with him, what kind of son of destiny is Jiang Ziya?
This is the real Son of Destiny!
But after all, the four of them have the luck of the immortal sect, and each of them is comparable to the Daluo realm, especially Dashizhi has the wonderful tree of the seven treasures in his hands. At this time, he has time to react, so he sacrificed it directly, and the colorful rays of light turned into thousands of long rainbows , threw Yang Jian's golden body to the ground, and smashed down hundreds of miles of mountains.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Before Yang Jian's Faxiangzhen body stood up, he saw the sun and moon divine wheel cut open the sky and the earth in an instant, traversed thousands of miles, bursting out with sun, moon and starlight, and bombarded him, wanting to kill Yang Jian on the earth.

Yang Jian held up a piece of Yuxu Supreme Treasure in his hand, and was about to block the attack of the two, but he saw the flesh and blood of the last leg of the Taoist priests exploded, and the blood all over the sky was absorbed by the wishful bead in his hand, and then a kind of ghost The power in it acted on Yang Jian's body, as if countless coiled snakes wrapped around his body, making him stunned.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough.

The sun and moon divine wheel directly struck Yang Jian's chest, cutting a cross wound on his chest, golden blood splashed everywhere, and the bones flowing with fairy charm were exposed to the air. Yang Jian immediately vomited blood, and his whole body was crushed Smashed into the ground!

Yang Jian looked at the Twelve Golden Immortals who had already escaped, especially the Taoist priest with sloppy Taoist robes and messy hair, and murmured:

"Master, the debt owed to you by the disciple has been repaid today."

"No matter what your reason for accepting disciples is, the sincerity of the past ten thousand years is not."

When his words fell, the Twelve Golden Immortals who had already escaped seemed to feel something and looked back from a distance. The real Yuding couldn't help but turned around to rescue him, but was rolled up by the Nanji immortal with a Pangu banner and was drawn into Yuxu Palace.

next moment.

There seems to be a kind of cause and effect in Yang Jian that disappeared between heaven and earth, and the ties between him and Yuxu Palace were also cut off. His Dao heart was instantly transparent, and a pleading gaze looked at Zishou .

Son accepts me with a sigh

The four Taoists in the west were about to kill again, but they saw the human emperor in the distance, Jinkou lightly opened, and said: "Feng Jiu, behead."

The four of them were startled suddenly, only to see the Immortal Realm on Earth, the nine-headed bird who visualized the appearance of the Yuanfeng once again turned into an immemorial heavenly bird transformation, turned into a kunpeng and bumped into the last four pillars of luck of the Western Immortal Sect! !
The first way is Dashi Zhixianzong!
not good!

retreat!

Daoist Dashizhi witnessed the tragic situation of the Twelve Golden Immortals being backlashed, and was frightened to death at this moment, how dare he stay any longer!

Their own strength is no more than the Taiyi Golden Immortal, and they have reached the Daluo realm only after relying on the Xianzong's luck to forcibly increase their strength these years.

They are far worse than the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The Twelve Golden Immortals have suffered such a backlash, and their fate is probably even worse!

It is very likely that, like Chi Jingzi, it will disappear immediately!

Dashizhi Taoist's hand of Qibao Miaoshu immediately opened the long river of time and space, and broke the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation into a passage, no longer care about Yang Jian and Twelve Golden Immortals, turn around and run away!

As long as you can escape back to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, even if your body suffers backlash, you will not be afraid of dying.

Dashizhi and the four of them were in cold sweat, still unbelievable, they didn't expect that Di Xin would show no mercy at all, and would still destroy the Western Immortal Sect.

why?
The Western religion is already willing to make peace with the human race, and will not enter the East from now on. Why does Di Xin still make enemies with the Western religion!
Doesn't he want to lose a powerful enemy?
Although the great merchants are strong today, they do not have the innate treasures comparable to the Chaos Bell, the Taiji Diagram, and the Pangu Banner, nor do they have the magic weapon to suppress the powerful luck.

This is an inherent weakness, and there is no way to make up for it.

Even though the human race has two magic weapons of humanity, they are far from the innate treasures like Pangu Banner.

The prehistoric monks rely not on practice, but on magic weapons!

Didn't Di Xin know about this?

But the general situation did not have time to think about it, one step into the myriad rays of light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, and he was about to leave here!

However, at this moment, above the sky, a sword light lit up, and in an instant, it turned into a complex and extremely murderous formation, covering hundreds of millions of miles of the world, cutting off the path between heaven and earth!
In the array, two sword lights descended!
A piercing sword sound resounded through the void, and the extremely sharp sword energy rushed towards the face, and two immortal swords with killing breath gathered thousands of miles pierced the sky, directly cutting off the long river of time and space opened by the Pangu banner and the Qibao wonderful tree.

next moment.

A Taoist with the heavenly clouds on his head, wearing a gorgeous fairy robe, with hundreds of ornaments hanging on his neck, hair bun, waist, wrists... walked out of the formation map leisurely.

When the gods and gods saw the ornaments on this person, their teeth suddenly ached.

These are not ornaments, they are all innate spiritual treasures.

But what was even more shocking in their hearts was that this magnificent Taoist could use his own power to motivate this prehistoric and prehistoric killing formation!
How can this be?

This formation originated from chaos, and its founder is the Chaos god and demon in charge of the way of killing!

After Pangu opened up the prehistoric world, the sword formation of Zhu Xian was obtained by the demon ancestor Luohu, and the Dao ancestor Hongjun was defeated steadily. Finally, he fit the way of heaven, opened the prehistoric barrier, and trained several chaotic gods and demons to win the battle between Taoism and demons.

It was also because it left a hidden danger to Honghuang.

Afterwards, the Zhuxian Sword Formation fell into Tongtian's hands, and the sacrificially refined ones became even more powerful, and they must be activated by saints!
He was no more than a quasi-sage, and even a peak quasi-sage who had killed the three corpses would be too inconceivable to activate the Zhuxian formation.

This Taoist dressed in jewels and jewels didn't care about the gods' thoughts of the gods, but enjoyed it very much. He slapped the pattern under his feet, and the pure gods and thunders on his palms moved, and in an instant, immeasurable sword energy appeared from all directions. , These sword qi are either sharp, dangerous, changeable, or weird, with countless thunder and fire directly brushing the Qibao Miaoshu and Pangu Banner back to the fairyland on earth.

The Taoist spoke leisurely and said:

"Immeasurable Lingbao Tianzun, the battle of conferring the gods is not over yet, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

After the Taoist's voice fell, the Twelve Golden Immortals and the Western Taoist priests all stood in line, looking at the visitor vigilantly.

Almost at this moment, there was a booming sound that only the gods could hear, and the momentum of the immortal sect's luck suddenly collapsed, and the luck of the bird clan smashed this immortal sect's luck in an instant!
Then came a few more bangs!

The luck of the four great immortal sects of Western religions collapsed, and at the moment of the collapse, the landslides and landslides in the blessed land of the immortal mountains, the rocks rolled down, the birds, spirits and beasts scattered and fled, and the spiritual energy escaped into the human world.

The four Western Taoists rebelled one after another, the Dao fruit was shattered, the three flowers and five qi disappeared, and the Taoism plummeted!

If it wasn't for the wonderful tree of seven treasures protecting the souls of the four people, they might have already disappeared!
Just listen to Daoshizhi Daoist sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding on to the dense glow of the Qibao wonderful tree, breathing weakly, full of hatred, and gnashing his teeth:
"Jiejiao great disciple, Daoist Duobao!"

"Impossible...you are just a mere quasi-sage, how could it be possible...to set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation..."

Taoist Duobao looked at the four of them, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said with a smile:

"I made everyone laugh. I have practiced the Jade Sword Formation for 10 years, and I can only use the two immortal swords of Zhuxian and Killing Immortals. It can't be regarded as a real sword formation."

"The Sword Formation of Immortal Executioner cannot be broken without the Four Saints. If Pindao really set up the formation, you would have reported it to Empress Houtu... Oh no, the soul has already returned to the list of gods, waiting for Haotian to inspect it."

Taoist Duobao's voice fell, and the nine heavens and ten earths were silent, and the voices of the gods and gods gnashing their teeth were vaguely heard.

Too much! !

Although Duobao didn't scold them, they felt uncomfortable when they heard this.

Especially the word "poverty" filled them with righteous indignation, and they actually felt the same hatred as Chanjiao in their hearts.

All the gods and gods can call themselves poor, but this guy is not worthy.

He was covered with innate treasures all over his body, each of which was the dream of the gods and gods, but he casually regarded them as ornaments.

Where can it be called poor?
Simply, bullying too much!

Taoist Puxian was already seriously injured, and his soul was severely damaged. Being swept away by the sword energy of Zhu Xian's sword formation made things worse. His face was pale and he said:

"You can use your own strength to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Even if you only have two killing swords, you are invincible against a saint..."

"Ahem... It seems that you have been hiding your strength for so many years."

"I didn't expect that there are actually scheming disciples in the cut-off teaching!"

After Puxian finished speaking, Taoist Duobao hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, Pindao is an upright fairy..."

Duobao's voice fell, and he bowed to the distance and said:
"There are many treasures in the poor way, I have seen the king of men."

(End of this chapter)