Prehistoric: Great Master Ling Bao

With the formation completely opened, for a while, the so-called reason, the so-called persuasion, is useless. In exchange for calmness, in exchange for murderous intent. Nine golden dragons of different attributes wandered around, setting off waves of wind and waves.

The real body of the spirit treasure is in this formation, if you want to break the formation, you have to break the nine bronze pillars. Daoist Yuding naturally could see the mystery, but he couldn't get rid of it in a short time.

Nezha and Yang Jian were in a safe area, watching their master fighting with others in the distance, but there was very little they could do.

"Brother Yang Jian, are we just watching here? Are we going to do something?"

The fact that they have enough energy but not enough energy makes the two of them even more helpless. The area of ​​several tens of kilometers away from Fang Yuan is completely blocked by spirit treasures.

"How about this, the art of sound transmission for thousands of miles, tell Jiang Ziya the situation, and hope that he can arrive within the necessary time, or I think if this continues, the other party will involve more people. At that time, we The reinforcements can't support, and the master alone may not be able to withstand the blows of the crowd.

The art of sound transmission for thousands of miles mentioned by Yang Jian is actually to disperse a strand of the original god and communicate with the original god Jiang Ziya. Although the original god walks fast, someone needs to protect the law. If someone takes this opportunity to sneak attack on the body of the sender of the original god, because the original god is not complete at this time, he cannot return to his mind. Facing the sneak attack of others, he can only let others Slaughtering is very risky.

But there is no one around at the moment, and I don't feel that the low-carbon people who don't return are ambushing nearby, let alone Nezha's skill is enough to deal with it for a while. But it was only in an ideal state, if powerful guys like Daoist Yuding and Daode Xingzun attacked here, the consequences would be disastrous.

Afterwards, Nezha stood aside to protect the Dharma, while Yang Jian meditated on the spot, escaping a ray of the original god.

A blue beam of light emerged from Yang Jian's heavenly spirit. The five-element chessboard, the magic weapon of the spirit treasure, is in the hands of Nezha, and it is used as a magic weapon for body protection, and Nezha's spirit body escapes into it.

On the other side, the spirit treasure sensed that something was wrong in the distance, and Yang Jian made his own decisions. The spirit treasure was naturally aware of the danger, but it was useless to say anything. In this critical juncture, we should deal with the current situation well. is the most important.

The Beheading Immortal Sword kept hitting 9 Dragon Pillars, but the effect was minimal, basically not even a single scratch appeared, and Daoist Yuding didn't find the secret in the first place

At this time, it was like a headless chicken, bumping around.

Since the spiritual energy and true energy consumed by the rule of law are too great, the spirit treasure also tried its best to quickly wipe out Ji Chang and his army within a few strokes.

The golden dragon swung its tail and kept beating the main body of the mountain. Dots of purple flames burned the bronze pillar at that time, and the entire mountain was enveloped in it.

As long as Jiutian Lihuo touches a little bit, the raging fire will burn it into ashes.

Countless lights of fire fell, and the power of thunder was wrapped in them. In the mountain, all creatures and creatures suffered from this catastrophe. An indiscriminate blow would refine the entire mountain.

"Shangxian, think of a way quickly, it won't take more than a quarter of an hour if this goes on, and we will all be reduced to ashes."

The fire has reached his eyebrows, and Ji Chang's mind is on fire. The last strength is all here, even if one is lucky enough to escape and ascend to heaven, there is probably not much left of an army of tens of thousands of people. In the end, he became a bare-bones commander. Ji Chang couldn't accept such an ending.

Seeing that the big plan has been accomplished, but a few Cheng Yaojin were killed halfway, it is impossible to be reconciled to manipulating others.

"I'm trying to figure out a way. Just stand behind me and stay there. I'll deal with the rest." Daoist Huang Long gritted his teeth, facing the spirit treasure's Jiulong Lihuo formation, it can be said that there is nothing he can do.

Millions of talismans blocked the front, but the flames spread extremely fast, and there were very few talismans prepared by Daoist Huang Long. The current situation is good, regardless of whether the gods will come down to help, otherwise there is no possibility of escape

Golden dragons gathered, thunder and fire intersected.

The giant dragon controlled by spirit treasure, countless thunder flames, struck in front of Daoist Huang Long.

As the defensive barrier slowly collapsed, Daoist Huang Long let out his last ten breaths.

"Master Uncle, you forced me."

Daoist Huang Long roared loudly, and then he revealed his real body. A cyan dragon escaped from the body.

Jiaolong opened his bloody mouth and protruded a jet of water, using it to extinguish the flames.

Soldiers come to block, fire comes to flood.

The five elements generate and restrain each other, but there is no solution in front of them. Daoist Huang Long has practiced for thousands of years, and his basic cultivation base is still good. His trick of jumping over the wall in a hurry, although it doesn't have much power, but the thunder in the sky does not have much effect in a short time for him. .