Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

Yin Hong looked up, the person who spoke was Yuan Hong.

At this moment, Yuan Hong's eyes were like lightning, and his whole body exuded scorching fighting intent, just looking at Yin Hong so quietly.

It was as if the group of immortals around him were like air, never paying attention to them.

"But it doesn't matter, my prince, I won't refuse anything!" Yin Hong waved his small hand to the sky, and directly and boldly agreed.

He didn't even ask what the request was, and he agreed directly.

He has the taste of a hero who knows heroes and values ​​heroes.

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===Chapter 390 Future Ninth Saint===

"Haha! Hahaha!" Hearing this, Yuan Hong looked up to the sky and laughed.

After laughing, Yuan Hong announced domineeringly in front of all the immortals.

"In this battle, I, Yuan Hong, will fight for Meishan's name and fight for Meishan's righteousness!"

"This battle, if I win, please give me the blood of the great witch!"

"If I lose, please ask the prince to collect the corpse for me!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Hong didn't wait for Yin Hong to reply.

Because he knows well that heroes are cherished, and the crown prince's answer just now counts.

Immediately, his eyes flickered, he picked up the stick with one hand, pointed the tip of the stick at all the immortals, and swept them one by one along with his eyesight.

Until, after sweeping all the surrounding fairy houses with the tip of the stick, he chuckled proudly.

"Heh! Come on, let's go together!"

......

Listen to Yuan Hong's nonsense.

It can make all the immortals angry.

"It's crazy!" The hundreds of immortals who jumped out in an instant all showed anger and a sense of shame of being underestimated.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Eat the poor with a sword!"

Soon, three Taoist priests in different costumes attacked Yuan Hong directly from three corners.

Although this offensive is tricky, Yuan Hongyi is not afraid.

He lifted the water and fire stick lightly, ignoring the people on both sides of his back, just facing the enemy coming from the front, and slammed the stick in the head.

This strength is overwhelming, just a face-to-face, and it forced the Taoist to turn offense into defense and raise his sword to block.

But who is Yuan Hong?

The white ape family is born with supernatural powers, and it is even rumored that when Nuwa was refining stones to mend the sky, he was refined into 500 pieces of stubborn stone at Wuji Cliff in the Great Barren Mountain, and only [-] yuan was used to mend the sky. There is only a wasteland left, which is called "Four Wastes".

And this is also the reason why Jiang Ziya named him the King of the Four Wastes.

So he and Sun Wukong both jumped out of rocks, and their strength is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

With just one blow, the blade of the sword was bent, and the force penetrated directly. With one blow, the Taoist was knocked down and smashed into the ground.

But at this moment, the two people behind him also attacked at the same time, one stick and one stick, and they hit Yuan Hong's waist at the same time.

But Yuan Hong didn't move in a daze, and used his physical body to forcibly bear the two attacks.

As a result, two violent sounds of fine iron burst out from the whole body.

Are you kidding, pestles and sticks are known for their toughness.

This Yuan Hongshi actually took these two blows, but his body was still majestic and motionless.

In an instant, the faces of the two guys turned pale.

However, don't wait for them to think about it.

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Yuan Hong turned around and swept across, directly hitting the waists of the two of them, sending them flying with one blow!

After knocking the two into the air, the audience was in an uproar.

"Damn it, what's the situation! Being hit by the Demon Subduing Pestle and the Life-Severing Staff at the same time, there is no injury at all?"

"This... this is the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art? It's too hard! How can you fight like this?"

"..."

Looking at the majestic Yuan Hong in the arena and the nearby immortals, they subconsciously moved back a few steps.

Are you kidding, how can you fight with such physical strength?

If you hit him once, he will be fine, but if he slaps his backhand, you will fly away!

"All immortals, don't panic!"

Suddenly there was a voice from bottom to top, everyone looked for the reputation, and the person who spoke was none other than Master Yuding.

I saw Reverend Yuding lightly stroked his beard, and spoke to the crowd calmly.

"Although the physical body of Bajiu Xuangong is strong, the soul is the gate of his life. If there are immortals who can trap him and then attack his soul, they will definitely defeat him!"

Hearing this, Yin Hong rolled his eyes at Yuding.

I almost forgot, this old man is very knowledgeable about Bajiu Xuangong.

However, in this world, there are not many magic weapons and techniques that can directly hurt the soul.

Although Yin Hong despised Yu Ding's behavior.

But it is also clear that each is its own master.

Right now, we can only see how the immortals and Yuan Hong will respond to each other.

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Soon following the guidance of Daoist Yuding, a famous immortal family and Yao Dao glanced at each other a few times.

Some were making formulas, some were chattering, silently urging magic weapons, and some were wandering around, setting up formations secretly.

"Come!"

Suddenly there was an immortal who was the first to shout loudly.

From the surface, countless vines sprang out frantically, and quickly entangled Yuan Hong's body.

"Old trees are rooted, tied!"

When everyone saw it, it was obviously a binding technique.

But Yuan Hong lowered his head and glanced contemptuously at the vines that kept flying towards him.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he sneered disdainfully.

"Oh, it's just a vine, I'm afraid I don't know the power of my iron rod."

While speaking, Yuan Hong wanted to blast the fire end of the water fire stick downward.

But just when he raised his hand and raised the stick above his head.

There was another shout.

"Six-syllable Wind Words Curse, Wind Binding!"

A demon Taoist in the crowd, after completing the formula, pointed at Yuan Hong.

In an instant, a large number of wind gangs began to surge around Yuan Hong's body, forming chains of wind one after another.

It directly trapped Yuan Hong's body and arms in the air.

And it was also at this pause that the vines below had already entangled his ankles.

"Big words to break the curse, no thoughts, subdue the demon!"

A bald monk also stepped out of the crowd slowly at this moment.

I saw him lowering his eyebrows and nodding his head, his eyes closed tightly, the beads in his hands were constantly twisting, and the * characters in his mouth kept flying out.

They all gathered on top of Yuan Hong's head.

It turned into a huge * character, and continuously radiated golden light towards Yuan Hong below.

It seems to be baptized, and it seems to be dying.

This...

Seeing this bald head, Yin Hong's heart sank slightly.

The bald donkeys in the West also made a move?

Could it be that they are already about to infiltrate the East?

The Nether Cult of Patriarch Styx didn't restrain them?

In an instant, several questions appeared in Yin Hong's mind.

As far as I can remember, in the current Western Sect, apart from the introduction and quasi-promotion, there should be no one who can stand up to the top.

After all, Avalokitesvara is still just a person of Cihangdao.

Fearing Liusun Buddha is still the Fearing Liusun Taoist in front of him.

What is the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp, and now Yuxu is still the deputy leader.

Not to mention, the three thousand Buddhas and eight dragons of Western Buddhism are still missing.

Tathagata?

Suddenly, within the cut-off teaching that day, the figure of Daoist Duobao appeared in Yin Hong's mind.

Could it be that Duobao has defected to the Western religion?

No wonder Yin Hong thought so, after all Taoist Duobao had a great influence on Western Buddhism.

But what he doesn't know is that Duobao is struggling to seek the way of magic.

Yin Hong thought about it, and suddenly found that the sky was full of rays of light, shining across the entire south of the city.

In the dazzling rays of the sun, red, green, blue, and purple are extremely colorful.

Yin Hong quickly looked around, and it turned out that it was the various spells of the hundred immortals who started to activate at the same time.

In an instant, all kinds of binding techniques had already bound Yuan Hong into a rice dumpling, with only his head hanging out.

I saw veins popping out of his forehead, bursting out terribly, as if trying to break free.

"This..." Yin Hong's expression finally showed a hint of worry.

After all, that's how Nuo Zun was beaten not long ago, and what level is Nuo Zun?

In the prehistoric history, the ninth sage in the future of the Eight Classics!

Empress Houtu who was later than the eighth, and who was before Confucius who was finally sanctified, can she be an ordinary person?

Although the current Nuo Zun has no actual combat experience at all, he is still one of the protagonists who will be sanctified in the future.

Even he was beaten into that pig's head, one can imagine how dangerous Yuan Hong is at the moment.

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===Chapter 391 Ignorant Guys===

Fortunately, there were nearly 2000 people besieging Nuo Zun, and there were still these fairy ropes that were afraid of leaving grandchildren.

However, Yuan Hong faced only a hundred people, and he was not afraid of Liu Sun throwing the immortal rope.

Thinking of this, Yin Hong calmed down a little.

But before he stopped for a moment, he saw the hundreds of immortals raised their weapons and flew towards Yuan Hong.

All of a sudden, all kinds of sounds of gold and iron, and the sound of explosions began to crackle.

Seeing this scene, Yin Hong couldn't bear to watch it.

Being tied up like this, and being surrounded and beaten by so many people, isn't that courting death!