The sound of the thunderous impact from the outside world failed to wake Tang Chan up.

A moment later, the war drums in the heavens sounded. Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals appeared in the clouds, staring at the Taishang Laojun and the mysterious man who were fighting in the lower world.

In front of the heavenly soldiers and generals, Erlang Shen Yang Jian personally beat the drum, with golden light on his forehead, and the exquisite pagoda in the hands of the Heavenly King Li Jing, the auspicious light. A pair of iron wheels under Nezha's feet flew and rotated, and a phoenix sound was faintly heard...

This moment will surely be counted in history.

The sword shadows floated, and Laojun sprinkled blood.

"Kill!" The eyes of the heavenly soldiers and generals were shattered.

The Linglong Pagoda came out of his hand and became bigger as it landed.

"Three heads and six arms!" Nezha's whole body flashed with red light, and a blood-colored light shot towards the lower realm.

Yang Jian handed the drum hammer in his hand to the giant spirit god behind him, and stepped onto the head of a hideous giant dog, which ran wildly towards the lower realm along the clouds.

A wave of cold light, a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in Yang Jian's hands.

The giant god did not express any dissatisfaction and took the drum hammer handed over from his enemy.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!..." The drum sounds faster and louder and louder.

The sound of metal collision and friction sounded instantly, and four sword shadows appeared. Facing the immortals, the man was not confused at all. On the contrary, Yang Jian and others all had more or less trauma.

Wherever the sword shadow passed, countless soldiers and generals were killed or injured.

The battlefield gradually moved upwards outside the dirty cave, and there was chaos. Obviously, the mysterious man was unwilling to kill mortals, causing cause and effect.

The immortals struggled to support them, but the balance of the entire battle situation was tilting towards the mysterious man.

"Can't you still be able to beat?" Everyone in the Heavenly Court was shocked.

"Haha, Grandpa, aren't you a saint? You only know how to refine elixirs and weapons all day long. The elixirs they refine provide the huge heavenly court, hahaha, ignorant! Why not do it with me!"

The extremely frustrated Taishang Laojun shook the whisk in his hand and cursed in his heart: "My magic weapon for fame has been stolen by those two unworthy descendants! Otherwise, how could it be so embarrassing!"

Indeed, the Yujing Bottle, the Seven Star Sword, and the Purple Gold and Red Gourd were all stolen by the Golden Horns and Silver Horns. A Vajra Bracelet was taken away by his Green Bull Mount, and even the Golden Rope... was "taken away by Tang Chan."

One of the swords was shocked violently, and more than 10,000 were killed or injured in the heavenly soldiers and generals again.

"Kill!" Laojun rushed to the championship angrily.

After a long time, Tang Chan woke up.

She showed that her body surface was covered with thick sand and stone.

After hearing the noisy fighting outside the cave, the sound of drums that made me feel excited and the blood-boiled, and communicating with Sun Wukong in vain, Tang Chan quickly walked out of the cave.

"Kill!" Everything in front of you shocked Tang Chan, and some familiar figures were fighting bloody battles with the mysterious man.

In Tang Chan's eyes, Erlang Shen, wearing golden armor, changed his usual gentleness to others.

At this moment, he was like a sharp blade, with murderous aura, waiting for an opportunity to give the mysterious man a fatal blow.

"Is it the monkey on Huaguo Mountain he killed?" Tang Chan looked at the enemy who was so close to her, but she had no power to take action.

A sense of powerlessness arose, "Wukong, wake up soon, your enemy is right in front of you!" Tang Chan whispered softly.

With a red lips pursed, he exchanged for a teleportation talisman. Tang Chan took a step forward, and a tin staff appeared in Huaguo Mountain, blocking the monkeys.

A red dress fluttered in the wind.

"I'll guard Huaguo Mountain this time!" Tang Chan's eyes were firm.

Looking up, there were still endless heavenly soldiers and generals, with purple eyes circulating, and the battle between the immortals and the mysterious man could still be seen clearly.

After seeing Tang Chan, the originally noisy monkey group gradually became quiet.

"That's great, so good, Master King is back!" a little monkey exclaimed.

Tang Chan waved her staff and dispersed the fierce murderous aura that was stirring up.

Moreover, the more the immortals in the Heavenly Court fought, the worse they were, and Tang Chan was a little anxious.

Can I still want this world? How could I only get Huaguo Mountain be affected?

"It is my limit to be able to protect the peace of Huaguo Mountain for a while." Tang Chan smiled bitterly.

"By the way!" Tang Chan suddenly remembered something.

......

Taishang Laojun and others are fighting fiercely with the mysterious people.

A golden light soared into the sky from the mortal world, hitting the mysterious man's back, and then slashed through the man's arm.

The mysterious man's wrist instantly opened his skin and flesh bloomed, and the golden and dazzling blood flowed without dripping.

"Saint!" In fact, I had already guessed it, but everyone in the Heavenly Court was still surprised.

"Ha, Laojun! You are such a good technique!" Looking at the golden ribbon returning to the hand of Laojun of Taishang, the man smiled.

The Supreme Lord looked deep in the direction of the world.

"Who sent this golden rope back? Are my two bastard apprentices?"

When he saw clearly that the direction of the golden light was Huaguo Mountain, the old man of Taishang suddenly realized. As expected, after a closer look, there was indeed a red figure stopping there.

"Hehe." Raise your hand and wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth with golden light, and the Taishang Laojun smiled kindly.

Wrap the golden rope in his hand around the whisk handle, and the gold and silver light flashed, and the golden silk began to move towards the upper end of the whisk handle, and the white thread on the whisk merged with the golden silk.

"Zheng!" A golden fairy sword appeared.

"Hehe, I also want to see the difference between the sword I created and the ancient divine sword." The aura around Taishang Laojun changed drastically.

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