I'm a son-in-law in heaven

"Why is this, fellow Taoist Zhu Rong? Is the magic talisman more important than your life?"

Chen Yangyu's eyes flickered, and he asked.

"That's natural!"

Zhu Rong's answer was equally straightforward, but Chen Yangyu didn't know how to dissuade him.

"Since this is the case, I'm afraid fellow Taoist Zhu Rong is going to die!"

Chen Yangyu is too lazy to talk nonsense, he still doesn't believe it, this person really wants things but not his life.

"Senior Sister Yunxiao, borrow your Immortal Execution Sword to get the half-way magic talisman!"

Chen Yangyu said to Fairy Yunxiao.

He waited for the sword formation to fight, and the strongest strike was at the moment. Daoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming had already drawn their swords, and only Fairy Yunxiao was still accumulating strength.

Hearing what Chen Yangyu said, Fairy Yunxiao also pursed her lips and laughed, "Don't worry, Junior Brother Chen, I will take the magic talisman with you!"

Fairy Yunxiao answered neatly. She wiped the Zhuxian sword with her long and slender fingers, but heard a neighing sound, and the Zhuxian sword was released.

Zhu Rong Zuwu looked at the sword light falling from above his head, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Zhu Rong opened his mouth and spit out three flames, and even more simple syllables spit out from his throat, shaking the ancient and modern.

That is an ancient saying that crossed the land countless years ago. No matter what kind of race heard this word in the past, it would tremble and tremble.

"witch!"

Zhu Rong Zuwu's body is eight feet tall, and his body is majestic, with a bronze color.

There were faint flames flickering around him, Zhu Rong didn't say anything, and punched out directly.

But I saw the sky fire tearing open the space and falling down.

Fairy Yunxiao pursed her thin lips lightly, not caring about the sky fire that was about to fall from above her head.

"kill!"

Fairy Yunxiao uttered sword sounds.

Zhu Xianjian cut off the sky fire and approached Zhu Rong Zuwu.

"The era of the Wu clan has long passed. No matter how unwilling you are, this era is destined to have no place for you."

Fairy Yunxiao's sword heart is like iron, and every word is like a sword, tearing open Zhu Rong's heart.

Jian Feng followed closely and pierced through, Zhu Rong's body.

Fairy Yunxiao moved in response to the sound and tore off a layer of fire film from Zhu Rong's body.

Lu Ya, Tu Ling saw that the fire magic talisman was taken by Fairy Yunxiao, and was about to take action, but heard three sword cries resounding in his ears, and the two of them stopped moving, and could only watch Fairy Yunxiao return.

"Junior Brother Chen, this is the magic talisman you asked for!"

Chen Yangyu looked at the blazing flame in Fairy Yunxiao's hand, and his eyes shone with joy.

I never thought it would be so easy to get this treasure.

Chen Yangyu swallowed the flame impatiently, was lured by Qian Ling, and fell into the devil's womb.

"Don't disturb me during this time, I want to study this fire magic talisman carefully!"

Zhu Rong's ancestral witch's energy leaked out, and his face was pale.

In this Immortal Execution Sword Formation, the power of his sword is so fierce that ordinary people cannot stop it, even he is the same.

Although unwilling, but also helpless.

Daoist Lu Ya was silent for a moment, and said: "Chen Daoyou, you won this game!"

"Your Majesty Lu Ya, be polite!"

Chen Yangyu responded with a grin.

It's fine if you win, but if you kill these people, even the leader of Tongtian can't hold back.

After exchanged a wink with Taoist Duobao, Chen Yangyu continued, "Fellow Taoist Lu Ya, as long as you hand over Tang Sanzang and the half-demonic talisman, we will part here. What do you think?"

"This condition is not good!"

Daoist Lu Ya shook his head, showing sarcasm.

"Chen Daoyou is trying to be an empty-handed white wolf, forgive me for not agreeing!"

"How do you say this, don't forget that the lives of fellow Taoists are still in my hands, aren't you afraid that I will tear up your ticket?"

Chen Yangyu threatened his life.

Daoist Lu Ya sneered when he heard the words, "Chen Tianjun, if you have the guts, try it! Let's see what will happen if you kill me, or does Fellow Daoist Chen really think I'm made of mud!"

Daoist Lu Ya put on a posture of dying together, but let

Chen Yangyu had a hard time.

Daoist Lu Ya was really right, he really didn't dare to do it.

Chen Yangyu looked at Taoist Duobao, Taoist Duobao seemed to have expected it, and turned his head directly to the other side, completely ignoring Chen Yangyu.

Instead, I was dumbfounded.

Say something at least!
The result is that it doesn't even matter if you don't even look at it now!

Chen Yangyu turned around expressionlessly, and was about to say something when he heard a chuckle.

"Daoist Lu Ya is really awe-inspiring, I wonder if I can invite Daoist Lu Ya to sit down for a while?"

Everyone heard the words and looked at the same time, but they saw a person walking away, wearing a yellow robe, with mountains and rivers embroidered on his chest, and grains and seedlings, and there was a sharp feeling between his brows.

It's just that at this moment, everyone's eyes are on his hands, that person who was born with soaring horns.

That is the Bull Demon King who is still in the madness out of control.

Isn't he in the depths of the fire?

How come here?

This is the doubt in everyone's mind.

Tang Sanzang also followed behind the visitor step by step.

Daoist Lu Ya paid more attention to the visitor, his brows were knitted into a ball, and his expression was very puzzled.

"Shen Nong, why are you here?"

Chen Yangyu's expression also changed from dazed and vigilant to shocked.

Unspeakable shock!

It turned out to be the Emperor Shennong!

Why is he here!

Chen Yangyu couldn't figure it out.

Shennong looked at everyone, and his eyes finally stayed on Daoist Lu Ya, "Daoist Lu Ya, why are you so aggressive, it's just a fire magic talisman, since you lost, you just admit defeat, don't you think it's stupid to die together? "

"Chen Tianjun, this is the person you want, and I brought it to you!"

Shennong said something.

He even threw the two of them directly to Chen Yangyu.

Chen Yangyu looked at the Bull Demon King who was imprisoned by the secret method in front of him, and his eyes were tyrannical.

With the big bald head beside him, Tang Sanzang was even more fortunate at the moment, he kept reciting Buddha's name and calmed down his mind.

"Is Master Sanzang all right?"

Chen Yangyu expressed a little concern.

Tang Sanzang smiled wryly, "Walking through the ghost gate, I finally escaped the catastrophe!"

Chen Yangyu nodded. This monk was suffering from many disasters, so he didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, as long as you're alive.

"Master, don't worry, you will be safe here!"

"Emperor Shennong, why are you helping me?"

Looking at the Bull Demon King beside him, Chen Yangyu still felt a little unreal, so he asked.

Emperor Shennong laughed lightly, "Chen Tianjun was joking, you and I only dealt with each other a while ago, why did you forget?"

some time ago?
Chen Yangyu thought for a while, and was about to speak, when he suddenly thought of something, and took out a crystal clear finger bone.

At this moment, fire was shining on the phalanx, showing his own sense of existence.

Emperor Shennong also lingered on it, and smiled, "Have you seen this before?"

"Can Emperor Shennong actually perceive that unknowable thing?"

Chen Yangyu was very curious. That finger bone was something he got back from Ji's surname, and he said it belonged to Emperor Shennong.

Chen Yangyu himself was dubious, but now it seems that this thing really belonged to Emperor Shennong.

But when did he set up the game?