lcionline Chapter 280 If you want to fight, then fight. It's not like I'm not on your side.
Chapter 280 If you want to fight, then fight. It's not like I'm not on your side.
As darkness fell, both sides retreated ten miles to set up camp and prepared for the third "Wind Howling Formation" before launching another attack.
When Dao Xing Tianzun saw that only his senior brother came out, he already knew that his disciple was dead.
He stepped forward and asked:
"Senior brother, is that formation really so powerful that even you couldn't protect my disciple?"
Ju Liusun shook his head regretfully, glanced nervously at Zhao Jiang who was bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope and had a talisman stuffed in his mouth, and then continued:
"Extremely powerful. The chaotic energy is indestructible, making it impossible to get even half an inch close."
After he finished speaking, a look of grief flashed across his face:
"This junior brother Han Dulong was very brave, but he was no match for the magma in the formation and was shattered to pieces. Junior brother, please accept my condolences."
Zhao Jiang's eyes widened, and he kept rolling his eyes.
He couldn't utter a single word, and was so angry that his breathing became labored!
Dao Xing Tianzun has always been kind-hearted, and his fellow disciples respect and love each other. Even Huanglong Zhenren, whom many people do not think highly of, will show him more smiles.
Now that his disciple has died, and in such a way that he is shattered to pieces, it is impossible for him not to feel grief.
When he saw Zhao Jiang, who had killed Han Dulong, again, he lost his temper.
Before the Ten Heavenly Kings of the Intercepting Sect could leave the Ten Deadly Formations, he turned around and snatched Zhao Jiang from Ju Liusun's hands, saying sternly:
“A life for a life. Since Zhao Tianjun has cruelly murdered my disciple, the feud is already settled. I am not afraid to make the feud even bigger!”
After saying that, he raised the magic weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, in front of everyone from the Jie Sect.
Straight to the door.
Zhao Jiang's head exploded in front of everyone like a ripe watermelon.
The white brain matter was mixed with flesh and blood.
He should immediately return to the West.
Wen Zhong immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Dao Xing Tianzun and saying:
"You wicked Daoist Celestial Venerable! Even Ju Liusun spared Zhao Tianjun's life, yet you beat him to death. What a vicious heart you have!"
Dao Xing Tianzun also glared resentfully at the Jie Sect members and coldly snorted:
"Since you all set up such a vicious formation, you have no right to criticize me!"
Seeing the tensions escalating, Ju Liusun stepped forward to smooth things over:
"The Three Pure Ones are one family, the Three Pure Ones are one family, fellow Daoists."
At this moment, Dong Quan, the Heavenly Lord Dong, emerged from the Ten Deadly Formations, his face filled with doubt, and said in a deep voice:
"Inside the formation, Zhao Tianjun's magic weapons and divine beasts are also gone."
Seeing that the gaze had returned to him, Ju Liusun hurriedly said:
"It has nothing to do with me! My magic treasure is also lost! There must be something wrong with your formation."
"The Immortal Binding Rope that my master gave me disappeared as soon as it hit the ground!"
Thus, a rumor shared by both the Jie Sect and the Chan Sect spread within the Ten Deadly Formations.
The place is filled with evil spirits; it's haunted.
The magic weapon is instantly destroyed upon landing.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for summoning the souls of Zhao Jiang and Han Dulong, and obtaining 2 card-drawing tokens.]
Yang Jiao counted, and realized that after breaking one more formation, she could get ten consecutive draws.
They also took a few flags from inside, though they didn't know how to use them, but something was better than nothing.
Yang Jiao followed behind Mosquito Taoist, muttering to herself:
"We'll ask Master Yun Zhongzi for help with the fusion then."
Who knows, you might just get an epic item?
As she was thinking, the Mosquito Taoist, who was constantly marking out the area of the Divine Beast Garden, suddenly swayed and was pulled down by a hand that reached out from the ground.
It immediately fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Yang Jiao was shocked!
"mosquito!"
She didn't even smell a hint of threat before the mosquito disappeared. It's hard to imagine how powerful someone must be to subdue a mosquito in an instant.
Could it be that Daoist Ran Deng is lying in ambush here?
Yang Jiao rushed forward and swung the Thousand Machine Staff, leaving a long trail along the ground.
Just as he was about to unleash his full power...
All that could be heard inside was the excited buzzing of mosquitoes:
Wow! You've all come to help the mosquitoes fix their animal enclosure?
acquaintance?
Yang Jiao was caught off guard and could only barely drop the Thousand Machine Staff to the side. After a loud bang, a huge crater was revealed.
They then smashed the hole, revealing three people inside, their faces covered in dust and dirt.
They were all shocked to see that the 13,500-pound stick almost hit them on the head.
Ksitigarbha: ...
Maitreya: ? ? ?
Yun Zhongzi: Shock!
Yang Jiao gasped.
It wasn't the lingering fear of almost hurting a friend that made me realize that in the entire Three Realms, there would be someone who could kill another with a single blow and then be buried with them.
She quickly retracted the Thousand-Mechanism Staff and put it back into her ear.
"Why are you here?"
Even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva couldn't maintain his aloof image, rolling his eyes and asking in return:
"What do you say?"
Why would they appear in a place that has absolutely nothing to do with them? Is it really that hard to guess?!
Yun Zhongzi patted his chest and asked Yang Jiao about the current situation.
"There are still eight formations left. Have they decided who will break them?"
Yang Jiao shook her head and said:
"No, Daoist Ran Deng only explained the method to break the formation and then left. The rest is up to the Twelve Golden Immortals to handle themselves."
Yun Zhongzi began to complain:
"How come the Chan Sect is so undisciplined? They just go wherever they want? What if that happens to Senior Brother Yu Ding?"
Yun Zhongzi has been lurking here for a day.
He didn't even glance at his own disciple Lei Zhenzi, but instead stared intently at Yu Ding Zhenren.
He, on the other hand, put on a show of deep affection with his apprentice while he and a few others squatted in the loess hillside eating mud.
The wind was so strong that it wrinkled my face.
Yang Jiao was also very worried, after all, their lives were intertwined.
He hurriedly spread his hands towards Yun Zhongzi:
"Where's the mask the Taoist priest made? Give me one quickly."
“I am the closest and can enter the formation. If Master Yuding wants to break the formation, I can replace him at any time.”
Yang Jiao's method was the most suitable, and whether outside or inside the formation, she was the only one who could most easily exchange with Jade Cauldron Immortal.
However, the others were not at all reassured.
Maitreya smiled and looked Yang Jiao up and down, then said with a smile:
"You're only slightly more difficult to kill than Jade Cauldron Immortal, just a tiny bit, nothing more."
Yun Zhongzi solemnly handed over the mask.
"Try it first. Time is tight and the task is heavy. In order to ensure the authenticity, we can only produce four copies."
Yang Jiao immediately fitted the mask onto her face.
moment,
In this mountain hollow, he transformed into the appearance of Jade Cauldron Immortal.
Apart from the height difference, they are exactly the same!
To make it more realistic, Yang Jiao even used the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, raising himself up on the spot so that his figure was identical to hers, making it even more difficult to tell them apart.
"So alike! Absolutely so!"
Mosquito Taoist stared longingly, wondering why there were only four cards and why he hadn't given a mosquito one to play with.
Yang Jiao made up her mind and said:
"With this mask, everyone is safe."
At this moment, Master Yuding sneezed violently.
Yang Jian immediately asked anxiously:
"Master, have you caught a cold?"
This statement would be perfectly acceptable to ordinary people, and they would even praise Yang Jian for his filial piety and respect for his teacher.
But unfortunately, everyone present was a practitioner of Taoism.
Immediately, many people looked at him with disdain.
Especially Jinzha and Muzha.
At this moment, the two of them finally met their master, and the powerful figure, the Daoist Ran Deng, who was so formidable that even the Twelve Golden Immortals had to call him "teacher" upon his first appearance, was none other than their father Li Jing's master!
He is the vice leader of the Chan Sect, with a high status, great strength, and a cultivation level of half a step quasi-saint.
No matter how powerful Yang Jian and Nezha are, they are only Golden Immortals. How can they compare to Great Luo Golden Immortals?
Although the Taoist Ran Deng did not rescue his father from the pagoda, it was merely a matter of giving the Heavenly Court some face; it was only a matter of time.
The two of them are now extremely arrogant.
Especially Muzha.
His master was Puxian Zhenren of Baihe Cave in Jiugong Mountain, who always looked down on Yuding Zhenren, who was ranked above him.
Mu Zha looked at Yang Jian with a cold smile, thinking to himself:
So what if you're stronger than me? Your master is nothing but a piece of trash. How dare you challenge my master?
He strode forward and said to Master Yu Ding:
“Uncle Yu Ding, I’m just curious. How did your body manage to be ranked among the Twelve Golden Immortals? Even a mere breeze in the mortal realm has made you sick. You should not participate in any great events related to the Investiture of the Gods. Go back to Yuzhu Cave to avoid that calamity. It would be better to suffer some divine punishment than to die here.”
If it weren't for Jade Cauldron Immortal holding Yang Jian back tightly, he would have already gone forward and torn Muzha's mouth apart.
He glared at him and whispered:
Say it again.
The Jade Cauldron Immortal lowered his head.
He gave a wry smile.
He knew he would embarrass his apprentice.
He had lost all his cultivation and had long since lost his self-respect among the Twelve Golden Immortals. Even his fellow disciple Yun Zhongzi felt that he had disgraced the Chan Sect.
If I had known, I would have refrained from recognizing Yang Jian earlier.
Puxian Zhenren, who was a few steps behind, noticed that his disciple Muzha shuddered instinctively when he received Yang Jian's gaze.
He frowned and squinted at Yang Jian, putting on airs:
"Muzha meant well. He was afraid that Senior Brother Yuding wouldn't be able to survive the tribulation without cultivation and might even die. This heavenly punishment would affect our future ascension to the ranks of Great Luo Golden Immortals. Senior Brother doesn't even have cultivation, so not getting involved is for your own good. What are you complaining about, disciple!"
Yang Jian was already so angry that his chest was churning with rage.
He pulled over the hand that was restraining him from Master Yuding and solemnly said:
"Master! If I were to swallow my anger when you are being humiliated, then you would have wasted your time taking in Yang Jian!"
Fearing that Yang Jian would suffer a loss, Yu Ding Zhenren hurriedly said:
"You are no match for Samantabhadra! In the future, we..."
"What do you mean by 'later'?" Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, moved out from behind Taiyi Zhenren, interrupting Yuding Zhenren, and then looked at Yang Jian irritably, saying, "If you want to fight, then fight. It's not like I'm not on your side."