Me and my Junior Brother Yuxu Supreme Treasure [Fengshen]

Although everyone has already guessed the reason, there is nothing they can do for a while.

Wu Ji sighed, "We don't have anyone who is proficient in formations here. Is it true that the sky is going to destroy our country of Qi?" As he spoke, tears flowed from his eyes.

Unlike other Yuxu Palace disciples, he was born and raised in the land of the Western Zhou Dynasty. This is his hometown and country, and he cannot give up. If he fails to fight against business, as Jiang Ziya's chief disciple, he has no choice but to die for his country and fill the list of gods.

Seeing Nezha's pale face, frowned eyebrows, and a blank and painful expression on his face, Yang Jian couldn't bear it, suddenly activated his spiritual power, slapped him on the back of the neck, and said softly, "Nezha, the uncle was plotted against, isn't it? It's your fault, please rest easy. If you really want to blame, the four of us were there at the time, Tianhua, Lei Zhenzi and I are all responsible, so don't blame yourself."

Nezha only felt a burst of extremely pure and gentle spiritual energy pouring into Zhou Tian from the back of his neck, and went straight to Zifu, and his mind was clear in an instant.

He came back to his senses and said gratefully, "Thank you, Second Brother Yang."

Wu Chengwang Huang Feihu also said, "General Yang is right. At this moment, it is necessary to know how to rescue the Prime Minister from the cursed nightmare. I don't know magic spells, but this requires the brainpower of all of you from the Yuxu sect."

He paused, then said softly to Nezha, "Master Li, you are actually still young, and you don't have enough understanding of people's hearts. From my point of view, you cultivators fighting in battle are just like our two armies." In a battle, victory or defeat cannot be decided by one person, otherwise, in a war, the character of a general can be solidified by just relying on one's words, so why bother to fight each other again and again, to create the art of war and conspiracy Endless struggle?"

Nezha saw that he used the teaching of the art of war as a metaphor to enlighten himself, and he realized something in his heart, and thanked Feihu.

Yang Jian nodded and said to King Wu Cheng, "As His Highness said, the only way to fight here is to consult the Kunlun Immortal Master. I have a way, but it is more risky and requires everyone's cooperation."

Huang Feihu agreed.

Yang Jian said, "Your Highness, please increase the number of soldiers and horses, and guard the prime minister's mansion and the palace together with the two Dao brothers Jinmu Erzha. Since the enemy has a way to plot against him, I'm afraid they know the situation of the master and uncle, and they are afraid that they will be behind. Other ministers. In addition, I heard from my uncle that he crossed the sea after receiving the master's list of gods, and received the soul of the god of Qingfu, Bai Jiantong, who was the god of the gods. Venerable Bo Jian was the commander-in-chief of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor during his lifetime, and he has always been on good terms with Master Uncle Qingxu, presumably if Mr. Huang Zhang is willing to go, he may gain something..."

Huang Feihu responded, "I

But he didn't care that it would be unlucky for the eldest son of a stranger to deal with ghosts and spirits, and that it would be dangerous for Qishan to be closer to the business, which shows that he has a big stomach.

Yang Jian said to Nezha again, "Brother, please invite Lei Zhenzi here."

Lei Zhenzi arrived in a while, and Yang Jian ordered, "Junior Lei Zhenzi, your Fenglei wings are flying very fast, you can go to Kunlun to find the immortal master, and tell them that they are trapped here as soon as possible. Uncle Jiang's soul has been plotted by someone, and he may die. worry."

Lei Zhenzi took the order and went.

Nezha said, "My Hot Wheels is definitely not slower than Lei Zhenzi, Brother Yang, why didn't you send me to Kunlun?"

Yang Jian showed him a meaningful smile, "I actually have a more difficult task for you. I wonder if you would like to accompany me to explore ten battles again?"

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Nezha took the magic weapon, and Yang Jian hid Xiaotian, and quietly came to the front of the ten-jue formation. The formation was tens of feet away, full of black air and mist, and no one was guarding it.There is chaos in the gate of the formation, seemingly endless void, but the evil energy gathers and disperses again, like thousands of stars, there are ten mysterious wooden signs slowly rotating in the sky, it doesn't seem like they all stopped at the gate of the formation that day to see everything .They knew that the ten battle formations were set up with water, fire and wind in Jiejiao, and most of them used Qingyang water to the east, Zhuming fire to the south, Jinzang wind to the west, and Xuanying to the north to determine the universe in the formation. It is bound to alarm Shi Tianjun! At this moment, the entrance to the inner formation is random, so time is running out, and the magic circle weapon used to assassinate Jiang Ziya must be determined as soon as possible.

"Falling Soul Formation." Nezha stared at the wooden sign, without further ado.

The two looked at each other, knowing that there was no time to delay, they flew into the formation.

As soon as the two of them entered the void of the big formation, they felt as if they were trapped in a transparent and sticky mud, and their speed was obviously slowed down by the murderous aura in the formation. However, within a millisecond, Nezha turned over like a kite, and his slender fingers like lotus petals had already touched They got the Lost Soul Array card, and then they fell into the inner array. They saw Yao Tianjun disheveled in front of a grass man with Jiang Shang's name written on it in the air. Hit, and the lamp in front of the straw man will be extinguished. ——Sure enough, it's a ghost trick.

"Do it." Yang Jian shouted.He hit Yao Tianjun with a golden marble in his hand, and Nezha took the opportunity to grab the grass man.

Unexpectedly, when Yao Tianjun saw them falling, he hurriedly sprinkled a handful of black sand on it, and the golden marbles immediately turned into crumbs and fell into mud.The black sand continued unabated, fiercely covering their heads.Only then did Yang Jian understand how much the difference in the level of cultivators has affected the power of the magic weapon, and he secretly hated himself for being too big and burdening his junior brother.He is fearless in times of danger, let go

They are still too reckless, you know, in the formation of the Ten Heavenly Lord, even if their Daluo Jinxian master is here, they dare not be directly sprinkled with black sand! Seeing that they can't get the grass man, after a while, once When the other Heavenly Monarchs arrived, they were afraid that they themselves would be trapped in the formation.Yang Jian made a decisive decision, opened the Tianmu on his forehead, and shot at Yao Tianjun with a ray of light. Yao Tianjun saw that he was fighting desperately at the expense of both sides, so he didn't dare to accept the move. Take the opportunity to pull up Nezha and retreat.

They didn't know that apart from Yao Tianjun who was fighting with them, the other nine heavenly monarchs were surrounding Grand Master Wen, silently looking at the surveillance canvas where the spell was cast, admiring the scene of them being besieged and fighting in the formation.

"This human way seems to be higher than the spirit beads, and the subtle transformation is also better." Lord Bai Tian, ​​who is in charge of the flame formation, has always praised the younger generation without hesitation.

Grand Master Wen said, "This person is Yang Jian, who I said earlier suspected that he was also a rare treasure of Yuxu. He studied under Master Yuding. Brother Qin Dao couldn't figure out his origin that day, so it's nothing unusual. According to Xin Huan under my tent, he is the second eldest son of Yang Jun, the human king of the ancient Western Shu Kingdom. I heard that his elder brother and father have both died in the chaos of the country. Running dogs for elucidation."

Qin Tianjun's expression changed, "Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Wen Zhong could not help but be puzzled when he heard that his tone was really reproachful.

Everyone whispered, "I can't say it." "I can't say it." "I can't tell Brother Wen Dao."

Unexpectedly, there was the Holy Mother of Golden Light who had always been on good terms with Wen Zhong, regardless of other people's objections, she reminded him, "Brother Wen, do you know where the Immortal Sage who instructed us to seize the treasure came from?"

Wen Zhong was even more puzzled, and said, "Brothers of Taoism have already explained to Wen Mou that the senior Immortal Sage has supernatural powers, and you can't name him, so as not to offend the saints of the three religions."

Our Lady of Golden Light pointed to Yang Jian's direction and said nothing.

"West... the ancient kingdom of Western Shu? West Kunlun?" Wen Zhong blurted out.

Our Lady of Golden Light nodded, then shook her head again.

Wen Zhong didn't understand what he meant, and when he thought of Shen Gongbao's entrustment that day, he became more suspicious.Seeing that the two people in the formation had already escaped from the Lost Soul Formation and were about to escape from the gate of the Ten Formation, he hurriedly said, "Can't Dao brothers let them go like this?"

"How come? These two people have a big plan with us

He took out a wooden box from his sleeve, and everyone saw that there were several layers of drawers in the box, each of which was full of lifelike dolls, handsome men and beautiful women, entangled in sitting and lying, with provocative postures, although they couldn't move, they were all eyes Seeing it, it looks like a real person, making people's blood flutter.He rummaged through it for a while, and picked out a pair of doll boys hugging each other tightly, all dressed up as sword cultivators.He smiled lewdly, and said, "I have practiced the way of joy for thousands of years, and I have refined and enjoyed hundreds of furnaces. I have long discovered that some people's temperament and emotions are more worth playing than their appearance..."

He threw the pair of dolls into the void, commanding, "Go."

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