Glancing at the arhats lying on the ground and moaning, Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with disdain, but he then thought that the methods these bald donkeys in the West have come up with to deal with the demons are really good. They really want to deal with them one by one. Thinking of this, the original idea of ​​sending these Arhats to the Paradise disappeared in an instant.

The Sanqing Sect was originally the pillar of Taoism and was incompatible with the Demonic Sect. Therefore, Zhao Gongming deliberately let these Arhats go and immediately removed the restrictions. Seeing these scattered Arhats getting up one by one, Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed. With a hint of cunning, he said: "Go back and tell that bald donkey, the Great Sun Tathagata, that Zhao Gongming has come to take his head and tell him to wash his neck and wait."

Hearing the arrogant tone and arrogant statement, Wen Zhong couldn't help but feel a sullen feeling in his heart. He thought that he had been beaten by Lu Ya, a foreign monk, for so long and had no power to fight back. Now he has such a strong uncle. Finally I can feel proud and proud.

However, the group of demons led by Chong Heihu did not think so. Youqiu muttered: "We have fought for so long and lost so many people. It would be too easy to just let them go." After thinking about it, , the mace in Youqiu's hand flew out, flying towards the Arhats who barely lifted up the auspicious clouds.

Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness. Looking at these demons dressed in black, he felt unhappy. However, dogs bite dogs and Zhao Gongming didn't want to care about the life and death of these monks. Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming raised the Put it down on hand.

The rising Arhat was caught off guard. The leader of the Arhat reluctantly raised his hand and pointed at the mace.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the mace suddenly stopped in the air, but the Arhat's fingers were slowly ground into ashes. Zhao Gongming's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and he found that the ashes on this finger were actually covered with a trace of golden light. Apparently, This is something that can be turned into relics. I didn’t expect that this Arhat’s cultivation level was quite good.

With a fierce grunt, a few strands of golden blood spilled down. The mace must have been very powerful and had already injured the Arhat's chest and abdomen. The golden light flashed again, and the auspicious clouds immediately flew away and disappeared.

After hearing the news, Zhongke ordered the rectification of the casualties, and then bowed respectfully. Zhao Gongming was the first to bear the brunt and walked into the main camp tent.

As soon as Pu entered the tent, he bowed his head after hearing Zhong and said, "I heard that Zhong has met my uncle. I hope my uncle is safe."

Zhao Gongming raised his hand and said: "This is in the army. If you can avoid it according to the etiquette of the master, you can do it." A breeze came from his fingers and slowly helped Wen Zhong up.

The guests of honor and guests were divided one by one, and Wen Zhong was heard saying: "Today, my uncle is in charge of the business camp, and he will be able to defeat the Xiqi army. It is really gratifying and congratulatory. This time, I must let Lu suppress the traitor and the leader of the bandits." Spit me out to teach the divine power,"

After Wen Zhong finished speaking, Chong Heihu, Youqiu and others suddenly looked bad. They had asked the demons for reinforcements, but they were always rejected. I don't know what the leaders' intentions were. They just wanted to promote the demons in the army. Now it seems that Lu Ya, the biggest threat, has to intercept and teach this Taoist to take action, and he can't help but feel depressed.

Zhao Gongming did not change his expression at all. Looking at the excited Wen Zhong, he nodded slightly. This nephew's current condition is extremely bad. He has too much desire to kill and can easily trigger inner demons. Twenty years have passed. This nephew’s cultivation level is still at the late stage of Heavenly Immortal. It can be seen that he has never tried to improve his cultivation level at all, or it is not a bad idea to say that worldly things have blinded his mind. However, this is also a test for him. Now he heard the words of the Grand Master. I didn’t make too many excuses.

Wen Zhong saw the new look of everyone, and then said to Zhao Gongming: "Uncle, do you know where this monk Lu Ya, who now claims to be the Great Sun Tathagata, came from? How could a Buddhist master have such a murderous intention? Whenever there is a battle, I am always one horse ahead, and the light of fire alone has burned to death many fellow Taoists of the Holy Sect and many of my generals."

Chong Heihu and others also looked at Zhao Gongming longingly.

But when I saw Zhao Gongming, he was wearing a feather crown and starry clothes and wearing snow-marking boots. He was handsome and handsome, and his appearance was extraordinary. However, a layer of light gray fog enveloped his face, making people feel as if they were entering a fog. Everyone looked at him, Zhao Gongming smiled slightly and said: "This Taoist Lu Ya was also born extraordinary. He was once one of the ten princes of the Demon Emperor. He was the only one who survived after Hou Yi shot him. His fire skills are very extraordinary, but Master once said. , it seems that the prince's body was successfully taken away, and the person who took the body was once the spirit of Lihuo that existed in the Chaos Period, and was one of the three thousand gods and demons."

"What,"

When everyone heard about Lu Ya's origin, they were immediately panicked and at a loss. They didn't expect that this Taoist Lu Ya had such an amazing origin and was actually one of the Chaos Gods and Demons. No wonder he always seemed absent-minded during the previous battles, as if he was playing tricks on everyone.

Brothers Youqiu and Youjue couldn't help but turn red. They had touched hands with Lu Ya before, but they were always knocked away inadvertently. They were filled with anger about this, and they were originally thinking about how to solve the problem. He wanted to regain his face, but now it seemed that this person was just teasing them, and he suddenly fell down on the chair as if the sandbag had leaked.

"However, no matter how amazing the origin of Taoist Lu Ya is, he is just an un-sainted master. I, Zhao Gongming, would like to meet him and let him know who is the first among the saints in the prehistoric times," Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up. When he saw everyone around him, those who looked at him involuntarily lowered their heads to prevent him from treating them as imaginary enemies.

Zhao Gongming can be regarded as one of the first pure ascetics since the founding of the ancient world. When Master Yuding had not yet become a saint, he was not reconciled to Master Yuding's reputation. He fought with him several times and defeated him after just a few moves. Zhao Gongming got a low score, and then gave up his sword and surrendered before he reached twenty strokes. He thought he was no match for Yuding Master. But now that Yuding Master has become a saint, Zhao Gongming asked himself that other people who had not become saints were not his opponents, and he gradually became convinced. Get bigger.

Zhao Gongming's words and every move seemed to be filled with amazing self-confidence. Everyone present seemed to be subdued and looked at him with admiration.

In the Zhou camp.

Four or five Buddhist disciples with broken arms, and one or two with broken legs, with great injuries on their faces and bodies, were kneeling on the ground. Sitting next to each other on top were Maitreya Bodhisattva and Mr. Fan.

Mr. Fan frowned tightly and said, "It seems that there is a Jiejiao Immortal in the business camp who has come down the mountain."

"I don't know who he is, but he has such a cultivation level,"

The head of the Arhat's face turned blue and he suddenly said: "It seems that he claims to be Zhao Gongming, the Jiejiao, and wants to meet the Tathagata Buddha by name."

"Who wants to meet me?" A heat wave hit from outside the tent. Before everyone could recover, they saw Taoist Lu Ya holding an apple in his hand and chewing on it, sitting cross-legged under the main seat, but he He didn't seem to care at all.

He spat out apple crumbs, and the disciples lying in front of him didn't dare to hide. They were spat all over by these fruit crumbs mixed with saliva, but they dared not speak in anger.

"It seems that Zhao Gongming, Zhao Gongming, is the one who intercepts the teachings. I haven't heard much about it." He turned to look at Maitreya Bodhisattva and said, "Have you heard of Zhao Gongming?"

"I would like to report to the Buddha that this disciple came out of the mountain relatively late and has never heard of this name," Maitreya stood up and clasped his hands respectfully.

"Sit down, sit down, why are you standing up if you have nothing to do?" Lu Ya, who had escaped from the stagnation of the demon clan, became more and more advanced in cultivation, but his personality became more and more free and easy.

Mr. Fan frowned and said: "It seems that this Zhao Gongming is indeed an unknown person. In this case, it is useless for me to make wild guesses here. We will know the outcome when we leave the city tomorrow."

In the blink of an eye, the Jade Rabbit fell and the Golden Crow rose. The two armies took up positions outside the gates and faced each other outside the square.

Even Jiang Shang, who has not been born for a long time, is now standing behind Mr. Fan and others. Behind Jiang Shang are Yang Jian, Nezha and others. Since Maitreya Bodhisattva came to Xiqi, Jiang Shang has fewer and fewer opportunities to come forward. , Yang Jian and other generals still had the opportunity to go out into battle to vent their abundant energy.

I saw the flags fluttering in the wind, the gongs and drums roaring, the soldiers of the two armies arranged in an orderly manner, and an iron-blooded killing momentum filled the field.

Wen Zhong urged Mo Qilin to come forward. Wearing armor and holding a golden whip, he looked particularly energetic today and said: "Mr. Fan, yesterday you acted like a villain and attacked my camp at night. It's really terrible. You have failed to follow the rules, but you disciples are safe and sound now,"

Mr. Fan had played against Wen Zhong several times and knew that his words were sharp, so he didn't care much about it. Wen Zhong's plan to gain an upper hand in speaking did not receive a response from him, which made Wen Zhong even more elated.

Just as Mr. Fan was about to speak, a red figure jumped straight up from the Xiqi camp and stopped in mid-air. The two sides immediately felt that the temperature of the surrounding air was rising sharply. Countless flags and wooden axles seemed to be about to burn. The two armies They both looked at the shadow that was showing off in the sky in silence, as if both parties were prepared.

Jiang Shang calmly threw up the apricot-yellow flag in his hand, and the flag immediately enlarged to cover the Xiqi army and horses, avoiding the burning flames in the sky. Youqiu Youjue and others were furious in their hearts, and cursed secretly: "Every time we prevent fire before it starts, how human are we?" Fortunately, they were also prepared to release thick black smoke all around them. The demon soldiers behind them also used demon skills to release the black smoke all over their bodies. The Yin and Shang military camp seemed to have been splashed with a layer of ink.

"Which one is Zhao Gongming, dares to fight with me, Lu Ya?" Lu Ya played some tricks in the air, couldn't help but become happy, put away the flames on his body, and shouted.

"Bald thief, how dare you be so presumptuous? Your uncle Zhao is here." There was a ripple in the air, and a sword light struck from Lu Ya's head. Lu Ya was cut in half immediately, and the flames in his body were uncontrollable. Sweeping through the air.

A burst of fire flashed, and the figure of Lu Ya, which was divided into two halves, disappeared and seemed to appear ten miles away in an instant. The two halves of the body slowly came together, and his figure appeared again. Different from the divine light just now, the current one His face turned pale, as if he was mentally exhausted.

"What a thief of Taoism, how dare you make a sudden plot, you, what kind of a Taoist do you think you are?" Lu Ya opened his mouth and cursed. He didn't have the image of a Taoist monk at all.

"A traitor has even forgotten what exercises he has practiced. How dare he say that he is not a Taoist when he becomes a bald donkey?" Zhao Gongming's mouth opened slightly, and a vicious word came out of his mouth. When he came out, everyone was stunned.
Chapter completed!