Fengshen Wendaoxing

There is no intersection, no friendship, and it is almost no different from strangers. The only connection is the incense of the same family.

It's like they all came out of the same school, but it doesn't mean they all know each other.

If there is a deep friendship, it is okay to stand up for them, but if there is no such thing, why should he stand up and work hard for these people?

Therefore, they did not come to Xiqi this time to show off to Lord Shitian.

They came here with only one answer: the reputation of the master.

These juniors don't know each other, so they don't have to care much about their lives, but the reputation of this division is the only one.

He, or the seven of them, was persuaded by Shen Gongbao to leave the mountain for this reason.

Otherwise, he would not have come out to take this muddy water even if he had devoted himself to practicing for many years.

As for Lord Shitian, they would save them if they could, and if they couldn't save them, they didn't feel any guilt.

But the Twelve Immortals are the proud disciples of his uncle Yuanshi, not Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua who can be sent to death. If they are killed, the situation will escalate and become very serious.

If it is more serious, maybe the years of grievances between the two religions will break out today, and a life-and-death battle between the two religions will be triggered.

Looking at the current relationship between the two religions, there may be a dispute one day in the future, but it must not be provoked by him today.

Otherwise, let alone his uncle, maybe even his master would not spare him.

"You saved a life." Wu Yunxian shouted coldly, but the Hunyuan Hammer hit him mercilessly, and the fairy sword in his hand reflected his cold eyes.

But even if they can't be killed this time, half of their lives should be spared, so as to show these two guys and the Yuxu sect some color.

Chi Jingzi dodged left and right, hurriedly dodging the golden light of the twenty mirrors, and shouted: "Brother, break those mirrors quickly."

...

Outside the golden light formation, everyone waited anxiously.

Mo Lihong said boredly: "There has been no sound for so long, I don't know what's going on inside."

Just as Lu Chuan was about to speak, there was a sudden bang, and two figures rolled and flew out from the light curtain at the entrance of the formation, with disheveled hair and bloody mouth.

At the back there is a hill-like sledgehammer emitting dazzling brilliance, like a big sun, chasing it out amidst the roar...

Master Lu: Σ⊙▃⊙Chuan

He thought of a lot, but he never thought that Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi would come out like this.

This sledgehammer is probably worth more than 80 friendship prices!

The two fell to the ground, only to see that the robes on their bodies were also stained with blood, and the two came out of the twelve immortals and quickly helped them back.

Looking at this miserable appearance, have these two immortals already been defeated?

Wu Yunxian is mighty!

It seems that this subordinate may be merciless at all.

Hey, no, if there is no mercy, the two brothers probably won't have a chance to come out alive.

Yuanfeng Shenzhong Sanxiao also showed mercy, otherwise he wouldn't just cut down the morals of twelve people without hurting their lives.

But in the end, he was murdered by Yuan Shi, so it's better to kill him at that time. One person pulls four backs, no loss!

Lu Chuan glanced at the sky. Now that Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi have been beaten, he wonders if Yuan Shi will be provoked this time.

Everyone: (д)b

This scene, especially the sledgehammer, really shocked everyone's visual senses, especially the disciples and mortals who had not become immortals.

Immortal Wu Yun and Our Lady of Golden Light strode out, Jin Guang's expression was stern and fierce, a little scary.

"Which fellow Taoist is going to break our golden light formation?" Immortal Wu Yun moved the Hunyuan Hammer in his hand, shrinking it back into his hand and disappearing in a flash.

Chi Jingzi supported Guang Chengzi to stand up, looking ashamed, his fairy clothes were not torn, so the injuries were less severe, but Guang Chengzi without the fairy clothes was not so lucky.

Although the two were rich in magic weapons, Wu Yunxian attacked first to seize the opportunity, and the twenty-one golden light from the golden light array assisted them. They were beaten so that they couldn't even fight back.

Ran Deng's complexion is not good when he sees this.

But thank God, you two are still alive, it's not easy.

The members of the Twelve Immortals hurriedly supported the two to sit down, those who fed the pills fed the pills, and those who practiced exercises to heal their injuries.

"good!"

Jiejiao's side won two consecutive rounds, and was greatly encouraged, and their morale immediately improved.

Ran Deng said: "We have conceded defeat this time."

In this case, the interpretation and teaching still have three wins and two losses, and they still have the upper hand.

"Blood Transformation Formation, Sun Liang asks for advice!" Sun Tianjun stepped forward with a sneer and cupped his fists.

Ran Deng said: "Who else is the leader of the array?"

The ordinary-looking golden hoop fairy horse took a step forward, bowed slightly, with a calm expression on his face.

"Someone is going to be unlucky this time..." Lu Chuan had a teasing smile on his face.

Yuanshi didn't show up, which showed that Wu Yunxian's sense of proportion was just right, and he hadn't touched his bottom line yet, but he took care of Guangchengzi Chijingzi.

He is looking forward to the person who breaks the formation this time. He doesn't know about others, but he has absolute confidence in Ma Sui.

In Yuan Fengshen, he sacrificed a golden hoop and put it on Huanglong's forehead. The pain made the great immortal Huanglong want to die, and he was extremely happy.

The key is that no one can take off the golden hoop, and in the end Daode Tianzun came out to save his life.

Ran Deng looked at the team again, trying to find a cannon fodder, or wait for Yuan Shi to send another one.

But after waiting for a long time, no one came.

In the end, his eyes fell on the three generations of disciples and General Xiqi, hesitating.

Lu Chuan also looked at the opposite side. Except for the two distinctive cannon fodder names of Han Dulong and Xue Ehu, he really didn't remember much else.

Anyway, no matter who he is, he is full of confidence in Ma Sui and is very optimistic.

This time the Seven Immortals of Penglai had a good record, and they beat Cihang, Huanglong, Guangchengzi, and Chijingzi to their blood at once.

It is estimated that after the incident is over, they will have to go back to the mountains to recuperate for at least several years before they can recover.

I don't know who will experience the ecstasy of the golden hoop this time...

"Slow hands, slow hands!"

At this time, a group of people came from the sky, and said to both sides: "The poor Taoist is here."

When Ran Deng saw the Taoist, suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the Twelve Immortals, showing an inquiring look. He didn't know the Taoist who came.

The twelve immortals shook their heads one after another.

Ran Deng had no choice but to say: "Where did fellow Taoist come from?"

The Taoist smiled and replied: "I am Qiao Kun, a scattered person from Baiyun Cave in Wuyi Mountain. I heard that Prime Minister Jiang was blocked ten times. I am here to help."

The lamp was overjoyed, and now there are those who sacrificed the array.

"Wuyi Mountain?" Lu Chuan's heart skipped a beat. He wouldn't have anything to do with Xiao Cao, right?

Qiao Kun turned around and corrected him with a smile: "It's not Wuyi Mountain, but Wu... Yishan!"

Then he glanced at the people in Xiqi, and finally fixed his eyes on Yang Jian, and said with a smile: "Zhenjun Erlang, I have something to give you here."

Yang Jian was slightly stunned: "What?"

Qiao Kun pointed forward and pointed a beam of brilliance. With a "clang", the cold light was dazzling, and a three-pointed two-edged knife appeared, and a bundle was tied to the handle.

The moment he saw this knife, Yang Jian's eyes burst into a blazing look. His gun was destroyed not long ago, and now this magical weapon appeared just right.

"Three-pointed two-edged knife?" Lu Chuan, who had heard Wuyi Mountain was still pondering, saw this knife, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at the Taoist.

Yang Jian stepped forward to untie the bundle, only to see one of the light yellow robes.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, touched it in a daze, and suddenly his eyes were a little red when he looked at the stitches and other places.

Qiao Kun nodded with a smile and said, "Try it on Zhenjun..."

Yang Jian nodded and put it on. It was neither too big nor too small, and it fit just right. He grabbed the three-pointed knife in his hand, which made him look even more extraordinary.

Lu Chuan suddenly shook his head and sighed, the equipment that this guy charged has arrived again.

Sun Tianjun snorted: "That Taoist will come to my formation for a while!"

Qiao Kun was about to go up, but Lu Chuan suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"

Everyone was surprised when they saw Lu Chuan stepping up to Immortal Jinchou, whispering a word, and handing out a leopard skin pouch.

Golden Hoop Immortal gave him a strange look but still nodded.

When the two of them entered the battle, Qiao Kun was about to enter and suddenly Pilu Xiandao said: "Fellow Taoists, just now we have something to say beforehand. This time we are fighting to explain and teach. This outsider is not qualified to enter, right?"

Ran Deng smiled and said: "Qiao Kun, are you willing to worship me as your teacher and be a registered disciple..."

"You..." The Seven Immortals of Penglai got annoyed this time, isn't this intentionally disgusting?

"Don't bother, join the battle!" Lu Chuan interrupted them and waved his hand.

Anyway, this time there is Golden Hoop Immortal to make a move, so he is 80% sure for a while.

Qiao Kun followed into the battle, and within three seconds, Immortal Jinchou shouted: "Fellow Daoist Yuxu, come and give me some advice!"

Taoist Ran Deng looked behind him: "Manjusri, you and Puxian go there."

Manjusri and Puxian were taken aback, and when they looked up at Ran Deng, their eyes were filled with surprise and dissatisfaction.

They broke the formation yesterday, and it was quite exhausting. They haven't recovered yet, and there are still people here who haven't broken the formation, why should they go again?

What is the meaning of this arrangement of burning lamps?

But despite their reluctance, the two had no choice but to obey, so they walked forward into the blood transformation formation with gloomy expressions.

"The two of them..." Lu Chuan felt a little lost.

The Dunlong Stake is really powerful, now it's up to him or the Immortal Golden Hoop who can get the upper hand.

"Ah... ouch..."

The two entered for about half an hour, when suddenly two blood-stained figures flew out from the formation screaming.

There was a glowing golden circle on the forehead of the two of them, and blood spewed out when they fell to the ground, their faces were pale, and then they hugged their heads and let out a creepy cry.

"Now there are six disabled people." Lu Chuan made a calculation in his mind.

"Master!" Jin Zha and Mu Zha turned pale with shock, they all stepped forward to help but were thrown away by them.

The expression of the Twelve Immortals changed drastically, and they quickly stepped forward and tried to untie the golden hoop first, but it was futile to let them use all kinds of spells.

"Teacher, come quickly..." They could only hope for the lamp.

The deer came down from the lamp, and after seeing it, I tried a few times but failed, and could only shake my head.

Jin Kuoxian stepped out of the formation with a sword in hand, shook his head and said, "The Dunlong Stake is really powerful... I couldn't protect Junior Brother Sun."

He took out the leopard skin bag and returned it to Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan said: "Thank you, Master, all disciples of Master have something to do, so let's go back to the camp first."

Everyone nodded happily.

Apart from being a spectator, Lu Chuan seems to be unable to help or intervene in this kind of fighting style. Does it make a difference here?

Lu Chuan turned around and went back to the merchant camp, but his face looked a little ugly.