There are countless immortals from the two sects of Interpretation and Interpretation, and their skills and magical powers also have their own mysteries. However, there are only eight or nine mysterious skills that can be used to protect Taoism.
This skill is not a question of whether it is powerful or not, it is really that kind of rare...
Although this skill is difficult to practice, once you get started, you will already have great power.
Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and held a fire-tipped spear; Lei Zhenzi sacrificed the Dinghai Pearl and smashed the golden stick; Yang Jian left the immortal sword in his left hand and the three-pointed two-edged sword in his right hand.
These three sons are all people with amazing Taoist skills. Not only do they have extraordinary magical powers, but most importantly, they are also rough-skinned and thick-bodied.
If it were Zhao Jiang and his ilk, they would die without taking a breath. Even if ten people arrived together, victory would only be a matter of time.
If nothing else, the holy sand is enough for them to drink a pot.
Zhao Gongming has a high level of cultivation, and although the divine sand is mysterious, there is nothing he can do about it.
He sacrificed the Dinghaizhu and smashed it down on his head and face, but the three juniors were very shameless and did not suffer much damage.
This is the power of Bajiu Xuan Gong. Although you may not be able to win if you hit others, you can't win if others hit you!
Zhao Gongming was confused when he saw that these three people knew eight or nine mysteries. They couldn't all be Lu Chen, right?
Of course, Yang Jian would not rush to reveal his identity. Although he did not go there to destroy the internal unity of Jiejiao at first, after all, it caused a negative impact objectively.
If this matter is confirmed, Chanjiao will become passive.
Zhao Gongming's cultivation level is very high, and his magical powers and magic weapons are also extraordinary, but this is the first time he has faced three people who have practiced Xuan Kung at the same time.
He knew that it was difficult for Ding Haizhu to hurt anyone, so he took the treasure and only used the magic whip to fight against the enemy.
With a thought in Zhao Gongming's mind, dragons and tigers formed on his sleeves, and a hundred feet in radius was cut off into a small world.
"You two retreat quickly, don't stop fighting."
Yang Jian gave an order and swung his three-pointed two-edged sword to strike down.
He has already achieved some success in the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, so even if he is whipped by the gods, it will not matter.
Nezha wanted to argue, but was forcefully dragged away by Lei Zhenzi.
Zhao Gongming has been fighting for so long, and he has already seen the character of these three people.
Nezha has a fiery temperament, but he is also rough and subtle; Lei Zhenzi seems gentle, but in fact he is quite murderous; Yang Jian doesn't talk much, but he is extremely thoughtful.
With this analysis, it is obvious who Lu Chen is.
"I once heard that Fairy Yunhua wanted to go down to the mortal world, and that there was a son with divine eyes and extraordinary magical powers..."
Zhao Gongming was angry, so he deliberately spoke to provoke him.
Yang Jian's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and the three-pointed two-edged sword went straight towards the divine whip.
"Senior brother, cut him in the middle!"
Nezha suddenly shouted.
The Roaring Sky Dog moved in an instant, turned into a black wind and swept away, opening its bloody mouth and biting down.
"It hurts me too!"
Zhao Gongming was physically injured and had no intention of fighting at the moment, urging Black Tiger to return to the camp.
Nezha was a little confused when he saw this. Smile, Roaring Heavenly Dog has become his senior brother, cry, Zhao Gongming has recovered from his injuries.
In any case, Chanjiao finally gained back his face this time.
Taoist Ran Deng was in a happy mood, not only because he was happy about victory, but more importantly, he saw many Dinghai Pearls.
He plans to catch all the thirty-six Dinghai Pearls and turn them into the heavens. Isn't it very bold?
Xiqi shouted gold and retreated his troops, and everyone, both immortal and mortal, looked happy - only the world that was afraid of leaving his grandson injured was achieved.
Of course, with Zhao Gongming's magical powers, he will definitely be able to fight again tomorrow.
It will be difficult to choose who will go out to face the enemy at that time.
Today, the three heroes and Gongming can use their status as juniors to reconcile the fight, but they can't do it again tomorrow, right?
Under the reed canopy in Xiqi, Taoist monk Ran Deng sat in the main seat, while the disciples of Chan Jiao were arranged on both sides.
"Although we won today, it was only by a hair's breadth. If Zhao Gongming calls for battle again tomorrow, who can win?"
Ran Deng Taoist people are prepared for danger in times of peace, plan ahead, and act after making a decision...well, actually they are afraid of death.
Guangchengzi and Chizhi looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and they seemed to have entered concentration.
He was afraid that both Liu Sun and Manjusri Guangfa would be harmed, and Taoist Cihang and Samantabhadra were also worried.
Yuding, Taiyi, and Huanglong greeted their respective disciples.
True Monarch Qingxu Daode summoned Huang Tianhua to scold him.
Dao Xing Tianzun was very sad at the time when he had hurt his disciple...he didn't say anything anyway.
Master Lingbao...well, he just pretended not to hear.
Taoist Ran Deng smiled and said nothing when he saw this, and then his eyes fell on the bottom of the table.
Jiang Ziya has some moral integrity, and everyone knows that no matter how panicked Ran Deng is, he will not be sent to die...well, not sure.
Yun Zhongzi stood up slowly and gave a salute.
"Since the teacher has this intention, the disciple is willing to risk his life to try it!"
Although Taoist Ran Deng didn't know what he had in mind, since he had agreed, he would not refuse.
So, the night passed by in a hurry.
Although the Shi Que and Two Formations are still full of evil energy, the immortals of the Chan Cult have turned their attention to others.
Zhao Gongming was on time and came riding a black tiger to call for formation.
The injury on his neck has healed, and there are no traces of being chewed by a dog.
"Let Yang Jian come out and see me!"
Zhao Gongming is really a dedicated...persistent person, and he is unwilling to give up if he really believes in it.
Yang Jian wanted to go out, but the plan was made last night, and he couldn't take the lead easily.
"Brother Zhao Dao, why should you embarrass yourself with the juniors? I am a poor Taoist and have no talent. I would like to see the magical power of Jiejiao!"
Yun Zhongzi took a step forward, his sleeves fluttering, and he was in front of the formation in an instant.
"The person who came here is not a good person!"
Zhao Gongming narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to see the magical power of shrinking to an inch.
"You are the one here."
Yun Zhongzi slapped the Taoist priest, then smiled gently.
Since we can't reach an agreement, we can only fight.
Zhao Gongming mobilized the black tiger and instantly sacrificed the Dinghai Pearl in order to preemptively strike.
Yun Zhongzi waved his sleeves, and black and white Qi flowed out, blocking the twenty-four rays of five-color light.
Zhao Gongming came over and waved his magic whip with astonishing momentum.
Yun Zhongzi retreated violently, put his two fingers together to form sword fingers, and commanded the fairy sword to come out in a straight line.
Zhao Gongming has good eyesight, and he is not willing to confront him directly at the moment. He only uses the magic formula to form a dragon and tiger to block it.
However, Yun Zhongzi took advantage of the magical power of shrinking into an inch, took one step forward, and sacrificed 7,200 grains of sacred sand.
"I thought you were a Taoist immortal, but who knew you were so dependent on external things?"
Zhao Gongming smiled slightly and waved the magic whip again.
Although Yun Zhongzi is in the Golden Immortal realm, he has the experience of rebuilding pavilions, and his foundation is unimaginably strong.
He sacrificed 7,200 pieces of sacred sand, which should have miraculous effects, but for some unknown reason it failed.
Zhao Gongming took advantage of the situation and cracked his whip again, extremely fast.
Yun Zhongzi swung his sword to block, but was repulsed.
Zhao Gongming was overjoyed when he saw this. He first offered a fairy rope and then waved the magic whip out.
Yun Zhongzi was panicked on the face, but calm inside.
He fluttered his sleeves again, used the Tai Chi talisman, and stopped the immortal whip.
Zhao Gongming had the upper hand many times, but could not win. He only felt heartbroken.
"Brother Dao Zhao, you have great magical powers, and a poor Taoist is ashamed of yourself.
It's a pity that you don't have many powerful magic weapons at hand, otherwise I would have been dead."
After Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, he used his magical power to shrink to an inch and left.
Zhao Gongming saw that he was acting openly and aboveboard, so he did not become suspicious at the moment.
He stood there, thinking for a long time, and finally realized it.
"In that case, why not ask Sister Sanxiao to borrow the Golden Dragon Scissors and the Hunyuan Golden Dou, and we will definitely be able to achieve success!"
Yun Zhongzi took advantage of the gap between steps and slapped his chest with his palm, forcing out a mouthful of blood before returning to Lu Peng.
Ran Deng stood in front of the formation, and when he saw Yun Zhongzi coming back stained with blood, he felt very happy.
"Zhao Gongming is really powerful. I'm afraid only Teacher Ran Deng can subdue him."