The God and Buddha are actually me

Run away!

Faster!

Zhang Jiuyang had already pushed the earth escape technique to the extreme, and could fly a hundred feet in an instant, and he did not look back until he left the Imperial Concubine Ridge.

Fortunately, the Imperial Concubine Ridge was at the border of the Tongtian Mountains. It took him less than a moment to reach Jizhou and leave the Tongtian Mountains.

At this point, he finally stopped and breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly he realized that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Zhang Jiuyang put away the escape technique and appeared on the ground, thinking that he had escaped from danger.

But at this moment, a sense of crisis emerged in his heart again, and Jianxin was frantically warning.

No, run! ! !

The thirteen forms of escape were activated instantly, and he used the earth escape technique again, hiding his body in the vast earth and escaping to the distance.

At this moment, a golden halberd with golden light descended from the sky, and turned into a height of ten feet in the wind, piercing into the depths of the earth like a long dragon, with the tip of the halberd pointing directly at Zhang Jiuyang.

A powerful and domineering tiger roar sounded, deafening, as if the entire Tongtian Mountains were trembling with it, and a powerful demonic aura rose to the sky, forming a black cloud all over the sky, and the wind was raging, sweeping across the world.

Dragons come from clouds, tigers come from wind.

This tiger roar indicated that the demon king Shanjun, who had been dominating the Tongtian Mountains for hundreds of years, had come to kill!

Zhang Jiuyang's bright sword heart was beating wildly. At a critical moment, he bent his finger and the dragon rope on his waist turned into a dragon, flew out from the ground, and wrapped the golden halberd.

The golden halberd suddenly stagnated.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang changed his hand gestures again, changing the earth escape to cloud escape, and his body turned into wisps of misty clouds, scattering into the sky.

The Dragon Binding Rope also immediately turned into a golden light and fled, returning to Zhang Jiuyang.

Although his Evil-Slaying Sword and Dragon Binding Rope were contaminated by the female ghost, as the female ghost turned to ashes, the spells on these two magic weapons naturally disappeared and recovered again.

However, although the magic weapons were restored, Zhang Jiuyang did not have the slightest desire to fight.

Fighting with the mountain king would only end in death.

However, the opponent did not seem to intend to let him go.

"No matter who you are, if you kill my woman, don't think about leaving alive!"

A thunderous sound rang out in the sky, accompanied by the roar of a tiger, it was really like the end of the world, and only a majestic figure could be vaguely seen.

The mountain king stretched out his hand and waved, and the golden halberd flew back automatically. The golden light on the halberd was even brighter, and it made bursts of roaring sounds, like a dragon.

There were originally six demon kings in Tongtian Mountain Range, who were unruly and arrogant. Later, he chopped off the heads of three of them, cooked and ate two of them. The most powerful old dragon was a golden python of heaven and earth that had cultivated into a spirit. He took out its spine and made this golden halberd.

At this moment, he raised the demon halberd high, and there was lightning and thunder in the sky, gathering into a tornado a hundred feet high. The demonic energy was so strong that it smashed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky into pieces.

The art of transformation was not his forte, and the opponent's escape technique was so magical that even he could not see through it for a while.

But one force defeated ten skills, and the birth and death of the sea of ​​clouds in all directions were all in his mind.

Boom!

In an instant, the ground shook, and under the terrifying tornado, not only the sea of ​​clouds in the sky could not survive, but even the trees on the ground were blown away like weeds, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the wind and rain were swaying.

The cloud that Zhang Jiuyang had transformed into could no longer fly. He could feel a terrible suction force coming from behind him, pulling him back little by little.

In addition to being unable to protect himself, he also saw that many towns at the foot of the mountain were also beginning to be affected by the raging evil wind.

Houses collapsed one after another, and even many people were swept up by the evil wind and were about to die.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes condensed. This matter was caused by him, and he didn't want to implicate innocent people.

At this point, it seemed that he couldn't escape, and the only way was to fight.

But just as he was about to show up and fight, his expression suddenly paused, and he heard a series of exciting drum sounds in his ears.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The war drums were like thunder, with an indescribable mysterious power, which subtly made people's blood boil and their fighting spirit soared to the sky.

Shanjun's eyes also condensed.

Then, the sound of golden swords and iron horses rang out between heaven and earth. Countless iron cavalrymen trampled the world, like a black tide of anger, and the murderous aura was like a raging sea. According to some mysterious formation, it condensed into a huge Dharma image.

The Dharma image was a mighty general wearing silver armor and eagle eyes, carrying a bow of ten thousand stones on his back, exuding endless sharpness.

"Bold demon, dare to invade my Daqian border, why don't you retreat quickly!"

A voice sounded, it was a heroic general on a white horse and silver robe, holding a bright silver spear, riding alone and commanding thousands of troops.

"I am Qin Liancheng, the vanguard general of the Jizhou Army, demons, don't be presumptuous!"

As his voice fell, the three armies shouted, the sound shook the sky, and the general Dharma image also pulled out the bow on his back, pulled the bowstring, and stared at the tiger with eyes as sharp as a hawk.

As the bowstring was pulled, the killing spirit in the army automatically condensed into a red feather arrow, and the sharp spirit was surging.

"Shoot!"

The vanguard general Qin Liancheng gave an order, very decisively.

Whoosh! !

The arrow broke through the air, like a thunder, and pierced the tornado directly, as if an arrow pierced the neck, and the seemingly mighty tornado collapsed and dissipated directly.

The people who were swept up by the wind fell one after another, and they were about to be smashed into meat paste, but suddenly there were clouds and air, and their bodies were light and agile, as if they were held up by someone, and they fell to the ground like leaves.

Qin Liancheng let out a light exclamation, and realized that someone was secretly rescuing the people.

But he didn't care too much. The other party seemed to be kind. The biggest trouble at present was the demon king in front of him.

Since the great battle, the demon king Tongtian has not come down the mountain for nearly ten years. Why did he suddenly go crazy this time?

Roar!

The tiger roared, making people shudder from the depths of their souls.

The mountain king held a red arrow in his hand. Even though he caught the arrow, it was still trembling. The sharp aura was fully revealed, and it rubbed against his palm and sparked.

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly and crushed the arrow with one hand. His tiger eyes stared at the statue, as if he remembered some bad memories, and there was a trace of fear in the depths of his pupils.

"Flying General Dharma Image, Ancient General Temple?"

Qin Liancheng saw that he crushed the arrow of the flying general Dharma image with one hand, and his heart was shocked. Is this the strength of the demon king Tongtian?

The ancient general temple was founded by the military god Yue Jingzhong, and it follows a very special way of cultivation.

Yue Junshen found that the power of the monks was too strong. Even if the army had experienced hundreds of battles, it was often difficult to defeat those powerful monks. In this case, how could they defend their country?

Therefore, he worked hard and constantly consulted Zhuge Qixing, and finally created the Ancient General Temple.

The Ancient General Temple enshrines famous generals of all dynasties. The disciples in the temple do not practice magic, but the art of battle formation. Under their leadership, the soldiers set up battle formations and can condense the killing spirit into the divine general's Dharma image. The more people there are, the stronger the killing spirit is, and the stronger the Dharma image is.

And the flying general Dharma image is one of the ten Dharma images of the Ancient General Temple. His archery skills are unparalleled in the world and can shoot ghosts and gods!

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