After Mo Ke refined the Luobao money roughly, he looked outside the Sishui Pass and found that the two sides did not start a big battle, which made him a little curious.

However, no matter how curious it was, Moke did not show up and continued to refine spiritual treasures in the cave, staring outside the pass, wanting to see how things would develop next.

But after Zhao Gongming took the Golden Dragon back, he called Xuan Yu in front of him and said, "A big battle will break out next. Are you willing to stay here?"

When Xuan Yu heard this, his face was full of hesitation. As a person from later generations, he naturally knew what was going to happen soon, and he should leave very rationally.

But he did this and left Zhao Gongming here alone, dealing with the immortals and Buddhist disciples of the Anarchae Sect.

"Go to yourself. Your cultivation level is too low. You can't help much in the war. Instead, it will distract me." Zhao Gongming said very directly.

Xuan Yu's face showed a hint of embarrassment and anger, but Zhao Gongming was right. His stay would only cause trouble for Zhao Gongming, not to mention that Zhao Gongming drove him away, not that he escaped at the last minute.

"Senior Brother Zhao takes care of you!" Xuan Yu bowed and said, "If something happens, senior brother can retreat as soon as possible."

Zhao Gongming nodded and watched Xuan Yu leave the Shang camp. To be honest, it was impossible for Zhao Gongming to win against the Luos of the Ancestral Sect. Even if he had great methods and extraordinary Lingbao, it would be impossible for him to win so many immortals of the same level.

That's why Zhao Gongming drove Xuan Yu away. This is not only because he lacked cultivation and could not help much, but also because Zhao Gongming didn't want to watch Xuan Yu fall in front of him.

Even though he didn't like Xuan Yu, he was a master who had been with the same school and couldn't bear to watch him die.

The next day, Zhao Gongming, who had not shown up after half a month, once again came to Sishui Pass, and invited a battle in front of the Pass as before.

"I'm afraid of Liu Sun, you go and have a fight with Zhao Gongming first." Randeng said lightly.

There is no way to deal with Dinghaizhu in Zhao Gongming's hands. The solution that Randeng came up with is wheel battle!

The Dinghai Pearl is extremely powerful and the mana is required. With so many people there, there will always be a time to exhaust Zhao Gongming's mana.

And then, it was the moment when Zhao Gongming had a different body and head!

Yu Liusun couldn't help but tremble when he heard Ran Deng light up his own battle. Because of his appearance, he was not allowed to like Yuanshi Tianzun. He only had a tied rope in his hand. How could he be Zhao Gongming's opponent?

With his own little thoughts, Juliusun stood in front of Zhao Gongming, but after a few moves, Juliusun simply took serious action and escaped back to Sishui Pass with the ground-breaking technique.

This made Ran Deng look a little ugly. The purpose of his request to fight was to consume Zhao Gongming's magic power. Unexpectedly, this fear Liu Sun was so perfunctory and ruined his plan.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Ancestral Sect who came to face the next stage all took out their own five or six costs, but they were also hit by Dinghaizhu and got a minor injury.

But Zhao Gongming is not a fool, how could he not see their plan? So when he fought with Lingbao, the next disciple of the Ancestral Sect, Zhao Gongming suddenly sacrificed the Golden Dragon Scimitar.

Two golden dragons flew and bit the Lingbao's waist. In an instant, the Lingbao was cut off in half. The body that had been polished for tens of thousands of years was destroyed at this moment!

Fortunately, Lingbao's soul was not sucked away by the Fengshen Bang, but fled to Sishui Pass himself.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Gongming's eyes, and he sacrificed the golden dragon scissors again, and cut them off at the spiritual treasure's soul.

However, Guang Chengzi and others reacted faster, and they used their own tricks in a hurry to snatch the spiritual treasure's soul back.

This move made Lingbao lose his physical body, and other disciples of the Chan Sect who fought also had minor or serious injuries.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Ziya had to call out the gold and withdraw his troops and dared not fight again.

At this time, Zhao Gongming had less than 20% of his magic power in his body! If another disciple of the Ancestral Sect takes action, it would be almost impossible for Zhao Gongming to win.

Unfortunately, Zhao Gongming pretended very well, and the disciples of the Chan Sect were frightened by Lingbao's tragic situation and did not pay attention to his expression at all.

"This lamp..."

Mo Ke saw that Ran Deng had noticed Zhao Gongming's abnormality, but he did not speak, and he didn't understand why he did this.

After thinking for a while, Moke couldn't figure out why he did this, so he had to give up and continue to lie in the cave to refine spiritual treasures and observe the direction of the situation.

Three days later, a newspaper came suddenly outside the city, saying that a monk came to visit outside, saying that he had a skill that could subdue Zhao Gongming.

Jiang Ziya and the immortals of the Chan Cult were overjoyed when they heard this and hurriedly came out to greet them. A young man wearing a red gold Taoist robe and extraordinary demeanor slowly walked over, and the aura emitted from his body was a quasi-saint!

Guang Chengzi and others were shocked. Why did this person come and make a move?

However, Ran Deng looked at the young man with a hint of thought in his eyes. He always felt that the origin of the quasi-saint in front of him was not what he said. He would never be a quasi-saint in casual cultivator!

But Randeng could never remember what his identity was.

"I, Lu Ya, I have a secret technique in my hand that can help you solve the problems in front of you." Lu Ya said very simply.

Jiang Ziya responded quickly: "It turns out that it was fellow Taoist Lu Ya coming. It really makes me feel honored that Xiqi side is. I just don't know what kind of ability my friend has to deal with Zhao Gongming?"

Lu Ya smiled slightly, took out a puppet with a talisman pasted. The talisman contained three big characters Zhao Gongming.

In addition, there was also a short arch box containing seven short arches, all handed to Jiang Ziya.

"Fellow Taoist builds a earth platform and puts the puppet on it. After burning incense and worshiping every day, insert it into the puppet with a short arrow. After seven days, at noon, the sun fire will be activated to burn the puppet. Then Zhao Gongming will die and die!"

After hearing this, Ran Deng and others looked a little disbelief, but now they had no other way, so they could only let Jiang Ziya act according to Lu Ya's instructions.

In a blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

At noon, in front of the built earth platform, Jiang Ziya activated the sun's true fire to burn the puppet, then bowed and shouted: "Zhao Gongming is not dead at this time, when will he wait!"

The puppet suddenly turned into a golden light and rushed into the long river of fate, slashing Zhao Gongming's luck.

Zhao Gongming, who was discussing with Wen Zhong to deal with Jie Sect, suddenly spat a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a daze. His wide eyes were occupied by fear and doubt.

"Uncle Zhao!" Wen Zhong exclaimed and rushed forward, but saw a lonely soul flying towards the list of gods.

Jiang Ziya, who was in the Sishuiguan, suffered a huge backlash because of the curse and killing Zhao Gongming, and lost half of his life.
Chapter completed!