Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

If Jiang Ziya had captured someone else, True Lord Qianyang would never have reacted so strongly.

Ayinafa was a disciple of Duobao Taoist and symbolized Duobao Taoist's face. If Ayinafa died in Jiang Ziya's hands, True Lord Qianyang could not imagine the consequences they would face.

"I have said long ago that Jiang Ziya is a despicable and shameless villain who will do anything to achieve his goal. To destroy Xiqi, we must first get rid of Jiang Ziya."

Shen Gongbao took advantage of every opportunity and acted as a wise man after the event. He had completely forgotten how they dealt with True Lord Huanglong.

No one present thought there was anything wrong with Shen Gongbao's words.

Zhang Guifang took a deep breath and asked unwillingly: "Old Jiang Ziya is indeed shameless. What should we do now? Should we just let True Lord Huanglong go?"

If Chaoge knew about the great merit of capturing a Daluo Jinxian alive, he would definitely be rewarded by Chaoge.

However, this matter was not something he could decide.

Although he was the commander-in-chief, he was worthless compared to the saint's disciples.

Besides, even if Jiuyao Zhenjun didn't bother with him and just left, how would he fight the next battle?

"Fellow Daoist Shen Gong, what do you think?"

Zhenjun Kunyang asked with a wandering look.

In terms of fighting, he was not afraid of Jiang Ziya, but if he played tricks, he didn't have much confidence in himself.

Shen Gongbao smiled slightly and bowed his hands: "Fellow Daoist Kunyang, you are too kind. In my opinion, Fellow Daoist Ayi Nafa must be saved, but Zhenren Huanglong can't let him go."

Everyone nodded and agreed with Shen Gongbao's words.

It was not easy to catch a Daluo Jinxian, of course, we can't let the tiger go back to the mountain easily.

Zhenjun Kanyang asked in a low voice: "What does Fellow Daoist Shen Gong mean?"

Shen Gongbao walked up to Zhenren Huanglong. He ignored the look of Zhenren Huanglong looking at "traitor" and undressed Zhenren Huanglong.

"Brother, don't blame me. Now we each have our own positions. I support Xiqi, and I support Shang. If I must blame someone, I'll blame Jiang Ziya. If he hadn't been afraid of death and stayed in Xiqi City, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

Being stripped of his clothes, Huang Long Zhenren was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. But he was an honest man and couldn't even curse.

"Shen Gongbao, you are shameless! You, you are ungrateful!"

"A gentleman can be killed, but not humiliated. If you have the ability, kill me."

After Shen Gongbao stripped off Huang Long Zhenren's clothes, he smiled deeply and said, "Fellow Taoists, with your magical powers, you should be able to turn this clothes into the appearance of Huang Long Zhenren, right?"

Hearing Shen Gongbao's words, Wen Zhong and others were all full of admiration.

Wen Zhong praised: "Great! It's really great! Huanglong Zhenren has worn this robe for 30 million years and has never taken it off. Its aura is exactly the same as Huanglong Zhenren's aura. No matter how smart Jiang Ziya is, he can't tell the real from the fake."

"Jiang Ziya, I am the disciple of Duobao Tianzun. If you dare to hurt me, my teacher will never let you go."

"Really? I'm in Xiqi, waiting for Duobao to come. Let's see if he dares to come."

"You!"

In Xiqi City, someone suddenly screamed. The owner of the voice was none other than Ayi Nafa.

Ayi Nafa was tied to a cross-shaped rack, sweating all over, and his face was pale with pain. Looking at his right hand again, oh, he no longer has a right hand.

"What is this master doing?"

Seeing that Jiang Ziya actually cut off Ayi Nafa's hand, Nezha asked in confusion.

Jiang Ziya did not answer. He threw Ayi Nafa's hand into the air and sent a magical force to it. Ayi Nafa's arm spun in the air and turned into another Ayi Nafa.

"Uncle Master, are you going to use this fake Ayi Nafa to exchange for Uncle Master Huang Long?"

Nezha's eyes lit up and he guessed Jiang Ziya's plan.

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly: "Yes, and no."

"What do you mean?"

"Shen Gongbao is the most despicable person. He will never let Brother Huang Long go honestly. I predict that the first exchange will fail. This arm is my warning to the disciples of Jiejiao. If they play tricks again next time, they will get Ayi Nafa's head."

Hearing Jiang Ziya's explanation, Ayi Nafa was really scared. He endured the pain of the broken arm and said:

"You, you are not afraid of my teacher? My teacher is a quasi-saint with boundless magic power. He can kill all of you with just one finger."

When Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, and Huang Tianhua heard this, their expressions tightened.

They have never eaten pork, but they have seen pigs run. The power of the quasi-saint is indeed not something that the Daluo Jinxian can contend with.

Jiang Ziya smiled faintly, and walked up to Ayi Nafa: "Really? I heard that although you are Duobao's oldest disciple, you are Duobao's least favorite disciple. Duobao once said that you are too distracted and will never be able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal. I wonder if this is true?"

Ayi Nafa suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Jiang Ziya as if he saw a ghost. Jiang Ziya's words have touched the greatest pain in his life.

In the past, the thing he was most proud of was to become a disciple of Duobao Taoist. However, after being treated so unfairly by Duobao Taoist, he gradually became miserable.

Ayi Nafa had countless words to say, but he couldn't say them, like a lump in his throat.

Jiang Ziya said: "Don't worry. As long as Zhenjun Qianyang and the others release Senior Brother Huanglong, Pindao will naturally let you go. However, Pindao will say ugly things first. If Zhenjun Qianyang and others are stubborn, , If you refuse to release Senior Brother Huanglong, you will only die."

On the third day, the two sides set up their positions and faced each other under the city.

Zhang Guifang said some high-sounding words, scolded Xiqi bloody, and then Zhenjun Qianyang came out to talk to Jiang Ziya.

True Lord Qianyang walked to the front of the formation with "Huanglong Zhenren" in his hand and said loudly: "Jiang Ziya, your Yuxu disciples bully others and look down on my Biyou disciples. Now, Pindao captures your Daluo Jinxian of Yuxu Palace alive, and I, Biyou The palace and your Yuxu Palace have been divided!"

When Nezha, Huang Tianhua and others heard this, they all dared to get angry but did not dare to speak, and turned their attention to Jiang Ziya.

They already know how powerful the interception master is and understand their own strengths.

Jiang Ziya waved his sleeves, transformed into "Ayinaval", and stepped forward to greet him.

"Really? If you hadn't planted the poison of Qilin Fragrant Wood in the formation, how could you be my senior brother Huanglong's opponent. Now, you are talking shamelessly here, saying that your Biyou Palace is better than my Yuxu Palace. It turns out that you, Biyou The most powerful thing about Gong is to use poison to plot against people."

As Jiang Ziya spoke, a boundless chilling aura emanated from him.

With his feet as the center, countless killing talismans appeared, and the talismans radiated out in circles. In an instant, a huge killing magic circle was condensed in the void.

Seeing Jiang Ziya setting up a formation in front of him, the expressions of Zhenjun Qianyang and others changed.

"I, Yuxu Palace, am not good at formations, but if fellow Taoists want to compete with me, Yuxu Palace, in formations, I, Yuxu Palace, will not be frightened. If fellow Taoist Qianyang has confidence in himself, you might as well Destroy the talisman array set up by Pindao."

Jiang Ziya has always admired the disciples of Jie Jiao.

It is clear that Chanjiao is not good at formations, but every time there is a battle, Jiejiao's disciples will set up formations for Chanjiao's disciples to break.

The disciples of Chanjiao are also honest. When Jiejiao sets up the formation, they will really break it.

Jiang Ziya refused to let Jie Jiao's disciples get their wish.

Jiu Yao Zhenjun looked at the large formation under Jiang Ziya's cloth, and his expression became increasingly ugly.

People who practice formations know best the power of formations. Jiang Ziya is the Great Luo Jinxian. How can they break the formation he has set up?

But if they don't join the formation, their prestige as a coach will be affected.

For a moment, True Lord Jiu Yao was in a dilemma. (End of chapter)