Chapter 272 Candle 9 Yin
Zhunti is silent.
Then I thought about it too.
Anyway, Manjusri and Cihang have joined his Western religion, so they are disciples of the Western religion. It is amazing to have another fight with Yuanshi Laozi. Anyway, they are both saints of heaven, who is afraid of whom.
"Senior brother, let me go and see Manjusri's injury first."
After saying something to Jieyin, Zhunti turned around and entered Mount Sumeru.
Manjusri and Cihang are the facades of Western religions, so they must not be lost.
Jieyin looked at the direction Yuanshi left and sighed slightly.
Interception is too strong.
Tongtian, Nuwa, and Xu Changsheng who is not weaker than Tongtian, the strength of these three Hunyuan Daluo is far superior to the Heavenly Dao Saint in the same realm.
There are also Duobao, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Zhao Gongming and other elite disciples of Daluo Jinxian and even quasi-sages in the religion, which can be described as brilliant.
And Western religion.
Apart from him and Zhunti, only Manjusri and Cihang can be seen.
There is basically only Yuanshi left in explaining education, and Lao Tzu is the only person teaching.
It is difficult to send Jiejiao to the list.
These thoughts flashed through his mind, leading him back to Mount Sumeru.
The sky fell and there was a tall man standing on top of it, and Xiqi was destroyed. The plan to lure the disciples of the Jiejiao to enter the game by cutting down the merchants in the Western Zhou Dynasty, so as to fill up the list of gods has completely failed. Let the teacher worry about where the calamity of the gods will go. .
He, the Western Church, will not be involved in the matter of intercepting the teaching here.
At this time, I have already thought about the reception, so it is better to lie down. .
It's not that he didn't want to work hard, but every time he made a calculation, he was slapped back. Since the activation of Fengshen, nothing has gone well. He has been slapped a lot, and he is a bit used to it.
can.
Still not reconciled.
Jieyin stopped, looked at the magnificent Mount Sumeru in front of him, like the holy land of the fairy family, and sighed.
When will Western religions stand up?
……
Wen Zhongzheng, who left Jin'ao Island, was heading for Luocheng on a cloud.
In the First World War, Xiqi was settled.
As a powerful Grand Master in the Shang Dynasty, he is in a very comfortable mood. Now that he has the baleful energy bead bestowed by his great master Bo Xu Changsheng, the last difficulty will come to a perfect end, and he will surely be famous in history.
of course.
He wanted to know more about the good opportunity that the master said, because his realm had not improved for a long time.
Just when Wen Zhongteng rode the clouds and fog, drinking wine and humming a song, he rushed to Luocheng.
Hundreds of miles outside Luo City, there was a mess.
"punish!"
The Dark Flame Dragon Soul Spear swept across the sky, black flames swarmed out, the shadows of the spears blossomed, and the power was astonishing.
Dozens of yin demons in front of Nezha were all reduced to ashes.
But in less than a moment.
The Yin Demon that was originally beheaded recovered from the evil spirit that was about seven or eight feet high, like the sea surface, which was constantly sweeping.
These Yin Demons wearing black armor, holding halberds, mouth full of fangs, and spouting black smoke when roaring, rushed towards them frantically again.
"roll!"
Nezha yelled angrily, surging mana into the Dark Flame Dragon Soul Gun, and in the blink of an eye a black flame dragon emerged from the gun body, roaring and charged into the Yin demon group, and there was no enemy anywhere it went.
But the Yin demons are endless.
Under the fierce attack of the Yin Demon, the black flame dragon became increasingly dimmer, and finally turned into a spot of light and disappeared.
"Yang Jian, are you good at all? It's really unlucky to meet you, or the young master would have left early!"
Nezha shouted loudly behind him, his eyes fixed on the group of Yin Demons in front of him, he kept waving the Dark Flame Dragon Soul Gun in his hand, and people kept walking around, blocking the Yin Demons in front of him.
He was going to turn back to Jin'ao Island, but he didn't expect that halfway there, he noticed that Yang Jian was fighting the Yin Demons hard, so he came to help, but he didn't expect these Yin Demons to be so difficult to deal with.
Behind the yin demon group, the evil spirit sweeping from the sky is breathtaking, and they are advancing rapidly. Once the yin demon and the evil energy are combined, he will have to retreat.
behind him.
It was hundreds of thousands of Shang Dynasty people who were fleeing.
Above these people, Yang Jian sat cross-legged on a white cloud, and hundreds of thousands of mana threads extended from him, and each mana thread was connected to a commoner.
Thanks to Yang Jian's full protection, otherwise these people would have been devoured by evil spirits and evil spirits.
Hearing Nezha shouting and asking, the veins on his forehead popped up, and Yang Jian, who was sweating profusely, couldn't help cursing.
"I can't, you can? How about you come!"
After the words fell, in Yang Jian's eyes, on the southwest side of the team, more than 100 people in a village stood motionless.
As soon as Yang Jian gritted his teeth, hundreds of mana threads shot out quickly, and then more than 100 people were dragged over to join the main force.
These people were all dumbfounded. If they hadn't been dragged by Yang Jian's magic thread, they would have been swallowed by evil spirits and evil spirits.
An incense stick of kung fu.
Nezha retreated hundreds of miles, and the dark flame dragon soul gun came out again, and his mana bloomed.
Yang Jian is not easy either, his mana threads have been divided into millions, and he is about to reach the limit.
He had just fought Manjusri before, and the mana deficit has not been made up, otherwise he would not be so frustrated.
"Two, what's the matter?"
A familiar voice sounded from a distance.
Nezha and Yang Jian, who were about to be exhausted, showed joy on their faces, and Nezha even shouted loudly.
"Grand Master Wen Zhong, come and help!"
After the words fell, Wen Zhong had already appeared above the two of them.
Seeing the sweeping evil spirit, Wen Zhong's eyes were fixed, and he quickly took out the evil spirit bead he got from Xu Changsheng, summoned up his mana and threw it out.
The bead of evil spirit flew across the sky, and finally stopped firmly in the sky above the sea of evil spirit.
The bead rotated slowly, and a cold breath condensed under the sun. Looking intently, I saw a small storm-like pattern forming in the center of the bead.
woohoo hoo...
Nezha and the others heard the sound of breathing, and as the sound got louder, so did the storm in the beads.
After counting interest.
The evil spirit that had been sweeping forward changed direction and circled upward towards the bead, and was finally sucked by the evil spirit bead.
The Yin Demon resurrected from the evil spirit was also swallowed by the beads.
From a distance, it looks like a black storm is raging the world.
After dozens of breaths of effort, Nezha and Yang Jian's helpless evil spirit dissipated, including the haunting Yin Demon.
"receive!"
After the evil spirit disappears, Wen Zhong casts out the Fajue to put away the evil spirit bead, and lands in front of Nezha, waiting to ask what happened.
Before the words could be spoken, there was a sudden roar in the air, mixed with bursts of muffled thunder.
The world fell silent.
Subsequently.
The original day turned into night in an instant.
Can't see five fingers.
Before Wen Zhong came back to his senses, Nezha's startled voice came from his ear.
"Look!"
Wen Zhong looked subconsciously, and saw hundreds of kilometers away from them, in the pitch-black night, the blood was shining brightly.
Among the blood, there is a quaint and cold strange palace.
Vaguely, one could vaguely see a demon with closed eyes sitting in the palace.
Against the backdrop of the blood-colored seal, black air continuously poured into the hall from below, and was finally absorbed by the big demon.
I saw this big demon with a dragon face and a red body all over.
"Time Ancestor Witch, Zhu Jiuyin!"
Wen Zhong's eyes were fixed, and he said very solemnly.
"Ancestor witch?"
Nezha was surprised.
"This demon is invincible, let's retreat quickly." Yang Jian's eager voice sounded.
Even though the three of them were close at hand, they couldn't see each other in this sudden dark night, and could only determine each other's location through their voices.
It is one of Zhu Jiuyin's supernatural powers.
Open your eyes for day, close your eyes for night.