"Hahaha, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you are still within my formation.……"The arrogant voice of Taoist Tiangang came out, and as he spoke, Taoist Tiangang was stunned.

The sun is so bright today!

? ? ?

Damn it! Where does the sunshine come from?

When he lowered his head, he saw a messy land and a bottomless ravine.

? ? ? who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Taoist Tiangang looked confused. Wasn't he still setting up a big formation just now? Where is my formation?

A strong gust of wind came, and a sharp blade fell three feet from the tip of Taoist Disha's nose.

Taoist Tiangang's pupils shrank sharply. This feeling felt so familiar...

Could it be... that he was captured again?

Subconsciously squatting on the ground and holding his head with his hands, Taoist Tiangang realized that not only himself, but also one hundred and seven other brothers were squatting together in the same posture as him.

A muscular young man dressed in black came over and held Fang Tian Hua Ji. Fang Tian Hua Ji pointed at the 108 Taoists who had suffered backlash and were seriously injured because of the broken battle:"I have tied them all!"

"Go quickly! Go quickly!"Wen Zhong, who was about to order the army to retreat, woke up from a dream and quickly ordered the soldiers to go over.

A quarter of an hour later, the poles in front of the Yin Shang military camp were once again filled with Chanjiao disciples. Later, there were not enough places, so Tiangang Taoist and Taoist disciples were added. Taoist Disha and Taoist Tiangang were hung on the same pole, and then they reluctantly hung up. There was silence on both sides. Taoist Disha and Taoist Tiangang were hung on the same pole. The brothers looked at each other and were speechless.

This is considered embarrassing to grandma. Home.

And the Chanjiao side couldn't accept this fact. One moment, they were immersed in the joy of showing off the power of the formation, waiting to wipe out the Yin Shang side.

But the next second, the formation was broken.

The Nanji Immortal looked at the disciples hanging on the flagpole and felt some pain in his back teeth...

Thirty-six of them were rescued, and then another 108 were captured.

The Nanji Immortal counted, good guys, inside and outside Seventy-two people were lost!

"Who is coming!"The Antarctic Immortal looked at the young man in black who suddenly appeared with a solemn expression.

He saw the power of the Gangdisha One Hundred and Eight Stars Formation, and even if he entered the formation, he would inevitably fall. This young man actually broke the formation all of a sudden? It was so terrifying!

At this moment, the morale of the entire Zhou army camp became weak at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Yang Jiao in the sea of ​​blood came to ask for advice!"Yang Jiao put Fang Tian's painted halberd on the ground and said.

It was like the cold wind of winter blowing through the hearts of the immortals. Asking for advice?

Everyone glanced at the bottomless ravine on the ground, and then looked at the flagpole. There are one hundred and eight Taoists hanging on it.

So what, this is not asking for advice, this is asking for death, right?

Not even one of them, including the Antarctic Immortal, dared to speak.

Even most of the injuries have recovered after the first battle. The powerful Taoist Ran Deng did not dare to say a word.

Yang Jiao seemed to have only the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian, but for that blow just now, Ran Deng asked himself that he had to use his trump card to do it.

Besides, he is a statue. Quasi-sage, defeated a Da Luo Jinxian, ordinary people would only say that this is what he should do.

But if he loses... I am afraid that he will have no shame in walking in the wilderness in the future.

On the other hand, Yu Qing and others were overjoyed on the Yin Shang side, and joined hands to welcome Come up

"Is Senior Brother Yang Jiao in front of you?"Wen Zhong asked.

"I’ve met all of you junior fellow apprentices!"Yang Jiao immediately showed a sincere smile when he saw Yu Qing and others.

"I’ll pay my respects to Senior Brother Yang Jiao!"Everyone quickly returned the salute respectfully.

Even Yuan Hong, who has a warlike nature and unruly personality, bowed his hands respectfully.

He had previously held the helpless 108 Tiangang Disha Formation, but the opponent had broken it with just one blow. This is the gap.

As soon as Yang Jiao appeared on the stage, he conquered everyone with his strength and convinced everyone.

"Thanks to Senior Brother Yang Jiao for arriving in time, otherwise I would have been in a panic waiting!"Yuan Hong smiled bitterly and said,"Those who have mastered Taoism come first. Yang Jiao's ability is greater than that of Yuan Hong. Even though his training days are short, Yuan Hong is convinced by him."

"Huh, it’s just a shameless person who bullies the minority. Chanjiao’s disciples are nothing more than that!"Yang Jiao glanced at the silent Chanjiao camp and said disdainfully.

Everyone on the battlefield heard it clearly this time.

The morale of the Zhou army immediately plummeted, and it was close to the bottom.

"Chanjiao, Yun Zhongzi, come to ask for your advice!"Yun Zhongzi couldn't bear the humiliation, so he walked out with the

Immortal Killing Sword on his back. However, he said that according to the original story line of the ancient world, the Immortal Killing Sword should have been obtained by Yuding, but Yuding had already become a disciple of Tongtian, so Yuanshi Tianzun gave the Immortal Killing Sword to him. It was given to Yun Zhongzi.

It also helped Yun Zhongzi change his sword practice!

"Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, don’t be impulsive!"When the Antarctic Immortal saw this, he quickly stopped him.

This is the direct disciple of Chanjiao, and cannot be compared to the registered disciples of the outer sect. Every time one is lost, a lot of luck will be lost for Chanjiao.

"Senior brother, sometimes your face is bigger than your life! I explain that you can lose, but you can’t afford to lose! Yun Zhongzi glanced at the Antarctic Immortal and said slowly

"good! I didn’t expect that there would be someone like you in Chanjiao, but I was delayed by Old Yuan!"Yang Jiao admired Yun Zhongzi's perseverance. When Yuanshi Tianzun of the East China Sea Yuanshi Palace felt that Yang Jiao had humiliated him in this way, he was furious. Just when he was about to take action, a bloody aura suddenly filled the air, and a pair of red pupils appeared. Appearing outside Yuanshi Palace, he stared at Yuanshi Tianzun coldly.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was bruised and purple, and he finally did not dare to make a move.

A faint black aura gradually appeared on Yuanshi Tianzun's head, making him The originally green Qingyun immediately turned into dark green.

In front of the formation of the two armies, Yun Zhongzi stood with a solemn expression holding the Immortal Slaying Sword.

On the other hand, Yang Jiao, holding the Fangtian Painted Halberd diagonally, stood there carelessly, empty gate wide. But Yun Zhongzi discovered that no matter which angle he stabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd, it would fall down with the force of thunder.

Both of them are rare physical practitioners in the ancient times.

The so-called physical cultivation is just like the original The Twelve Ancestral Witches are generally physically strong and use weapons to fight. When later generations traveled to the west, magic weapons became increasingly scarce, and physical training became more and more important. Nowadays, most monks still stand far away and use magic weapons to fight.

"Take action!"Yang Jiao Fangtian drew his halberd and deliberately sold a flaw to Yun Zhongzi.

As soon as Yun Zhongzi saw it, the Immortal Killing Sword immediately turned into a long dragon, flew out of its sheath, and approached the vital point. In one go, it could be replaced by any big dragon. Brother Luo couldn't help but sigh secretly in front of this set of actions.

Yun Zhongzi also looked satisfied, this was already his best state.

"Ding!"A soft sound reached his ears. Before Yun Zhongzi could react, he felt a chill on his neck.

Yang Jiao knocked away the Immortal Slayer Sword, but Fang Tian's painted halberd had already landed on Yun Zhongzi's neck..

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