ATPnovel Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Chapter 117
Years ago, Yun Zhongzi had a flash of inspiration and decided to create an all-eight or nine Xuangong lineup. After nearly ten years, this idea has finally come true.
Yang Jian's Xuangong has long been accomplished, and his attainments have become more and more profound. Not to mention ordinary immortals, even the Twelve Golden Immortals, there are only a few people who can beat him.
Although Lei Zhenzi and Nezha have not completed their cultivation, they have reached the realm of Sanxian. When it comes to the way of killing, they are even more capable of defeating any fairy in the world.
These three people gather together, if the opponent is not a generation with high cultivation base and mysterious magic weapon, killing them may be effortless.
The four generals of the Mo family have magic weapons for success and magic weapons for defeat. Now that the treasures have been damaged, they can only flee in a hurry.
Yang Jian broke the Hunyuan Umbrella and took away the magic weapon of the Xiqi camp, including the Qingyun Sword.
Nezha had already stepped on the Hot Wheels, and was chasing Mo Liqing like lightning.
This kid seemed reckless, but he had been with Lei Zhenzi for so long and learned a lot.
Mo Liqing sacrificed the Hunyuan Umbrella and Qingyun Sword earlier, but now he has no magic weapon in his hand, so who would pick him if he is not a soft persimmon?
As for Mo Lishou who also lost the treasure, Yang Jian has already said that Xiaotiangou wants to eat Huahu mink, although he doesn't know if this statement is true or not, it is better to sell him a favor.
The only sea of magic rituals with magical treasures is naturally left to Lei Zhenzi. Who made them grow up together, they can be called half-brothers, who will not be tricked?
At present, the three brothers and sisters went to chase each other. They chased, and one of the four missing from the Mo family would escape, but most of them could not escape.
Yang Jian is not good at escaping, but the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu is all-encompassing, and his escaping speed is not slow.
What's more, he also has the great help of the Xiaotian dog. The dog's nose is called a spirit, and he can know which direction Mo Lishou has gone by following the smell.
"You killed my second brother and damaged my weapon. How dare you declare your name and fight me upright!"
Mo Lishou was not walking fast, and was finally caught up. He turned around and said righteously.
"Explaining and teaching Yuding real person's sect, Guanjiangkou Yang Jian."
Holding a three-pointed two-edged knife, Yang Jian approached step by step.
Mo Lishou gritted his teeth and rushed towards him. He was extremely tall and menacing. He suddenly turned his hips to his shoulders and punched him.
Yang Jian simply withdrew his weapon, and lightly pointed his finger on Mo Lishou's eyebrows.
It's a pity that the magic ritual and longevity technique is amazing, and he was finally buried here.
……
Lei Zhenzi has the power of wind and thunder, and after traveling for tens of miles, he also found a trace of the sea of magic rituals.
He secretly operated the profound art, and his escape speed became faster and faster, and he saw a flash of lightning across the sky, which disappeared in an instant.
"My four brothers fought you twice, but they don't know your origin."
Mo Lihai stood on the barren hill, turned around holding the pipa.
"Xunjiao Yun is a disciple of Neutron, so is Lei Zhenzi."
Lei Zhenzi was holding the golden stick, but he was not in a hurry to use force.
"Don't talk about supernatural powers and spells, you're really good at playing the pipa."
Lei Zhenzi stuck the golden stick into the soil, then sat down on the ground, pulled a weed and put it in his mouth.
Mo Lihai was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled, so he also sat on the ground and began to turn the shaft and pluck the strings.
This song is not an extravagant sound, but it is like the clash of gold and stone, sonorous and powerful, like a silver bottle being broken suddenly, and like an iron horse chiseling an array.
In an instant, the black wind swept and the golden fire raged.
There are tens of thousands of weapons hidden in this black wind, and it hits like a violent storm.
This golden fire is quite spiritual, circling and winding like a poisonous snake.
Lei Zhenzi sat still, allowing Mo Lihai to display his supernatural powers. Sparks kept splashing from his face, but his expression was quite peaceful.
After half an hour, the song ended.
"This song is over."
Mo Lihai shook his head, and put the pipa on the ground.
"I'll send it to you."
Lei Zhenzi stood up slowly, grabbed the golden stick and smashed it down.
A piece of liver and intestines is broken, where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world.
……
Nezha has a hot wheel, and he is fast, and he found a ray of energy from Mo Liqing in a short time.
This kid doesn't understand what it means to be about to die, and his words are also kind. He has always believed in the principle that the enemy should die, and he will never show affection when he makes a move.
He steps on a hot wheel, hangs a circle of heaven and earth on his elbow, wraps a silk silk on his shoulder, and holds a pointed gun in his hand, just like the three generations of immortals.
Nezha searched and searched, but he couldn't find Mo Liqing's whereabouts.
"It's so strange, this guy clearly fled in this direction, didn't he?"
Nezha slowly stood in the air, rubbing his chin and thinking.
"Hey, Mo Liqing, I am the sect of Master Yuding in Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain, and I am Yang Jian, the first disciple of the three generations of teaching.
If you come out by yourself, there is still a way to survive, if not, you will be smashed to pieces in an instant! "
The reason why Nezha is Nezha is because he is Nezha...
Mo Liqing is not stupid, of course he doesn't believe that he can live if he comes out, so he speaks out in the dark.
"Young Daoist Yang, Daoist Yuding is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Yuxu, and his Taoism is profound. How can you commit murder and ruin his reputation?"
It's not that Mo Liqing is stupid, it's mainly because there are famous immortals in the world, who would pretend to be someone else at a time like this?
Nezha was overjoyed when he heard the words, he didn't realize that this guy was really here, and he really believed my nonsense, wouldn't he just ruin the reputation of the uncle, and wouldn't it just be the reputation of the honored master?
"If you are willing to come out, Pindao will not kill you."
Nezha once again resorted to the Dafa of deception, but secretly influenced the magic weapon with his mind.
"Yang Daoyou, if you are willing to make an oath, I will come out to meet you."
Mo Liqing didn't know what kind of supernatural power he used, his aura didn't show at all, but his voice was clearly audible.
Nezha thought for a moment, then began to swear.
"Yang Jian swears here that he will not hurt Mo Liqing's life. If he breaks this oath... he will be buried in the wind and sand."
Nezha thought to himself that anyway, his senior brother has achieved eight or nine Xuangong, so if he just makes up a small calamity, it is expected that it will not hurt him.
Mo Liqing believed it was true, so he withdrew his magical powers and revealed his real body.
Seeing that he was so knowledgeable about current affairs, Nezha was a little embarrassed to hurt him, so he scratched his head before speaking.
"Old devil, since you are willing to keep your promise, I will not hurt you.
If you are willing to go back to Xiqi with me and meet Uncle Jiang, you may be able to avoid this difficulty. "
That's what Nezha said, but he had already grasped the pointed gun.
If Mo Liqing had the slightest intention to leave, he would end the cause and effect with a thunderous blow.
But if it can be captured alive, that would be the best.
"My brothers are all dead, how can I live on in this world."
But Mo Liqing sighed softly, and then took out a long spear, stabbing like a comet hitting the moon.
Nezha was startled when he heard the words, then put away the sharp spear, and went up to him with bare hands, intending to capture him alive.
"Don't hurt my brother!"
A voice came from nowhere.
Nezha and Mo Liqing were startled when they heard this.
I saw a young man in Taoist robes riding a jade unicorn.
It can be said that before people arrive, the sound is heard first.
"Who are you?"
Nezha slapped the spear away with his palm, and then spoke.
"I am Huang Tianhua, a disciple of Qingxu Daodezhenjun."
Huang Tianhua acted vigorously, and before he finished speaking, he sacrificed the fire dragon mark, which hit the demon's green brow.
At the end of this volume, the previous volumes are about [-] chapters and [-] words. The next volume is estimated to be much longer, and it will probably be written from Wen Taishi's expedition to the end of Shijuezhen.
The frequency of this cloud neutron's appearance is not high, because the opponents are not particularly high-grade, so it is enough to let the disciples make a move, and he is too cheap to make a move.
From the next volume, the Conferred Gods and Great Tribulation will start to be played for real. The powerful characters of the second generation of the two sects will appear one by one, and Yun Zhongzi's role will be greatly increased.
So, I beg for a wave of follow-up reading.
(End of this chapter)