Honghuang: I have been living in poverty for countless years, but I was exposed by my apprentice!

As if to cater to Taoist Baozhuang, as soon as Taoist Baozhuang finished speaking, he saw a sudden cracking sound coming from Yang Jiao's body.

The originally intact body suddenly became torn apart...

It turned out that the saint's clone had won!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If even the saint's clone was not Yang Jiao's opponent, how could they fight this battle?

"Do you think this is over?"Yang Jiao looked at the broken body, but his face was extremely calm.

"Not long after I was born, my family was destroyed by the Heavenly Court. My mother was suppressed under Peach Mountain, and my father was a pawn of your Western religion in plotting against my mother. I grew up in Master's sea of ​​​​netherworld and blood since I was a child."

"Although the master practices the law of killing, he is a sentient person. He has treated me as his own since I was a child. He is called master and disciple, but in fact, he is father and son. He has also understood the mystery of his own body and created the Shura immortal combat body in order to tailor it. This skill, at the highest level of cultivation, can perfectly restore the master's physical body and attack the saint!"

"I should have thrown away this useless body a long time ago, but Master said that the hair and skin of the body are given to parents, and even if they are wrong, they should not be thrown away!"

In front of the two armies, Yang Jiao slowly spoke, but the body of the colleague who spoke kept falling down like porcelain.

"Now, I have led you to break my restraint and allowed me to initially form the Shura Immortal Body. As a thank you, I will let you see what the real Shura Battle Body is today!"Yang Jiao's voice became louder and louder. When he finished speaking the last word, a stronger murderous aura appeared on the battlefield. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in murderous aura. He could not reach his thumb even if he was an Antarctic immortal. The cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian can only be seen vaguely.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

The endless fighting spirit is surging, as if there are hundreds of millions of fighting souls roaring together.

"No, everyone, protect the soldiers quickly!"Wen Zhong was suddenly startled, and hurriedly took action with the others to protect the soldiers behind him who had been infected with fighting spirit and were about to turn into killing monsters.

The same was true for Xiqi's side.

"The master's strength can defeat a saint. Today, I, Yang Jiao, will crush your saint clone!"After Yang Jiao finished speaking, two blood-red beams of light appeared in his suicidal aura and focused on Taoist Baozhuang.

"Amitabha!"Taoist Baozhuang's expression was solemn as never before. The divine light of twelve layers of body protection suddenly shone brightly, pushing his own magic power to the limit. He looked ahead with prepared eyes.

"Master, be careful!"At this moment, Taoist Baozhuang suddenly heard Taoist Da Shi Zhi behind him shouting. What are you careful about?

Before you could react, you saw a hill in front of you getting bigger and bigger in your field of vision, and then Then it hit the mountain heavily. Taoist Baozhuang said:

@#￥%……

"Humph, that’s all!"Yang Jiao was suspended in the air and looked coldly at the big hole created by Taoist Baozhuang below:"Come out, Jie Yin, although this is just a clone of you, you won't be defeated by me so easily!"

"Die!"Sure enough, just as Yang Jiao finished speaking, Taoist Baozhuang's angry voice came from below, and twelve rings of light were thrown upward.

"Do you still think I'm the same person I was before? Hahaha, Shura's battle body, break it for me!"Yang Jiao laughed loudly, and the murderous aura in his body became more intense. Fang Tian's halberd turned into a black lightning and went down, and the halberd shattered a circle of light.

"war! war! war!"

"war! war! war!"

With twelve words of war in a row, Taoist Baozhuang's twelve layers of protective halo of light shattered one after another, and turned into twelve colors of light that returned to Taoist Baozhuang's body, but the light looked much dimmer. But it was because of these twelve The divine light that protects the body is transformed by the power of Baozhuang Taoist's body to guide the treasure banner. It is an existence between magical powers and spiritual treasures. As long as the guide treasure banner is immortal, these twelve layers of divine light can be Constantly nourishing and regenerating.

Unfortunately, it takes time to warm up and recover, but Yang Jiao will not give Taoist Baozhuang this time. Fang Tian Huaji shattered the twelve layers of body-protecting divine light and continued to castrate. Fall down

"break!"A loud shout

"Poof!"The pale golden blood streaked across the sky and fell on the ground. By chance, an ordinary earthworm on the ground absorbed a few drops of blood and opened up its spiritual intelligence in an instant. A pale golden light emitted from its body, and the earthworm rolled twice. Then he took advantage of the soil to escape and disappeared.

"ah!"Although Taoist Baozhuang has a ray of soul that leads the saint, he also has his own personality. He is not as calm as the saint. He couldn't help but scream when he was reborn like this.

"No, Master is in danger. Brother Anji, please come together to help Master!"Taoist Master Da Shi said nervously when he saw this.

The Antarctic Immortal was at a loss for words...

Are you really serious?

Even the clone of the saint is no match for you to let us come?

Give away the head?

Before the Antarctic Immortal agreed, the general situation Medicine Master Zhihe and the disciples of the Western Sect flew out, and various spiritual treasures emitted golden light and smashed towards the place where Yang Jiao was.

"How brave, how dare you make a sneak attack!"I heard Yang Jiao's stern voice coming from the murderous aura, and more than twenty magic weapons flew out together with Da Shi Zhi and others. Yang Jiao was carrying Fang Tian's painted halberd, and on it was the sword that had been pierced through his chest again. Taoist Baozhuang.

The Antarctic Immortal could not help but salivate when he saw Yang Jiao who kept walking toward him.

Fortunately, he did not agree to those people from the Western Sect to go with them!

Otherwise, Yang Jiao wouldn't... keep walking towards him. Walking by yourself???

The Antarctic Immortal's vision went dark. He couldn't help but look up and saw Yang Jiao's stern smile.

At this time, Yang Jiao's entire body had turned dark red, with two curved horns on his head, a green face and fangs. He looks like the most terrifying King Asura in the sea of ​​​​blood, but there is no shadow of the previous one.

"That, fellow Taoist, I don’t have……"The Antarctic Immortal quickly spoke:

"I didn't go on a sneak attack with them!"A meteor streaked across the sky, and the Antarctic Immortal's shrill voice came from above, but I don't know where it was swept away by Yang Jiao Fangtian's painted halberd.

"Birds of a feather! Die."After that, Yang Jiao thrust Fang Tian's painted halberd into the ground, no longer caring about the struggling Taoist Baozhuang above, and just rushed towards the disciples of Chanjiao with his bare hands.

"ah! It hurts me!"

"I am innocent!"

"Hero, spare your life!"

"Help!"

A group of disciples of the Chan Cult were beaten by Yang Jiao and ran away, screaming incessantly. After a while, they were all knocked to the ground and whipped by Yang Jiao with a long bloody whip.

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