Tiandao doesn't work today

Seeing that fellow Taoists all said this, the Kuang brothers looked at each other a little hesitantly.

They are not cultivating immortals to work for heaven. Immortals have their own ambitions, otherwise why would they live forever in the first place?

At this moment, Yan Nu was in the midst of a fierce battle with the Insect Immortal.

Only Yan Slave is completely unafraid of the Chong Fairy's adaptation: If you can adapt, I can adapt, and I won't die yet. As long as I get an opportunity and inject blood, the Chong Fairy will switch sides and disarm, and the situation will be turned upside down.

And how should they choose? No, they didn't have a choice.

Vishnu's restraint vibrates in the soul, and various singing and dancing scenes flash in the heart. They can hardly do anything. If they continue to persist, the immortal body will be completely controlled.

"You guys are still not looking back! Why would Xingtian win? Do you really think that those absolute characteristics can replace the way of heaven?" Zhang Pijiang shouted, looking coldly at the immortals with raised eyebrows.

When the immortals thought about it, it seemed that it was really possible.

"Why not?" Yu Yangzi said unconvinced.

Even though his body was put into a freeze-framed posture like Tianzhu singing and dancing, with his right hand holding the fearless seal, his left hand holding a lotus, and his thighs spread apart and bent sideways, he still felt angry inside.

All the immortals are trying their best to break this restriction, and various strange phenomena appear.

"Hey!" A sword roar suddenly sounded.

"cut!"

Zhang Pijiang's sword light was so cathartic that he cut out Yu Yangzi's soul on the spot, annihilating his soul with just one blow.

"What!" All the immortals were horrified.

Zhang Bijiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Those who disobey the laws of heaven...behead them!"

At the critical moment, a stream of light struck, and it was Kuang Ren, the great immortal of Lushan. He arrived on the clouds with Yu Qinghe behind him.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious! They are just confused for a moment."

Kuang Ren drew his sword like thunder, blocking the sword blast for Yu Yangzi and saving his life.

Zhang Pijiang's eyelids trembled slightly: "Senior, are you going to give up on the mission too?"

Kuang Ren said firmly: "How could it be possible? Xingtian destroyed our orthodoxy, how can I spare him?"

"It's just that my nephew is too impulsive. Could it be that he has forgotten Xingtian's artistic conception and can he accept the true spirit?"

Zhang Pijiang pursed his lips, cupped his hands and said, "What the senior said is true."

"But they already want to punish Tian, ​​​​and they might get in the way and cause trouble."

Kuang Ren looked at the master of Taihang Palace: "Fellow Taoist, you also became an immortal due to the merits of Guangwu Zhongxing. You should know the principle of Shunchang's rebellion."

The Master of Taihang Palace looked at the Zerg Junior Brother who was fighting fiercely with Yan Slave, and said with a sad smile: "Junior Brother has fallen, what else do you need merit for?"

When the Kuang brothers saw Kuang Ren expressing his stance, they immediately advised him: "The master of the palace is confused. Xing Tian's army has destroyed countless families. We, Lushan Cave and Heaven, have been destroyed. The next one is your Taihang Mountain. I only want my junior brother, and I don't want my sect?"

The Master of Taihang Palace shook his head: "I didn't want to come, but my junior brother wanted to come. I couldn't resist him, so I followed him into disaster and wanted to protect him..."

"How could we expect such a result? Now that he has been taken away by the Zerg, I still have to join forces with the Zerg to deal with Xing Tian?"

The Kuang brothers were dumbfounded, but understood.

The higher the realm, the purer the feelings. In the end, I can only let go of like-minded Taoist friends who have been through life and death.

The same goes for them. Back then, the seven of them went into the mountains together, built a thatched cottage and practiced Taoism. Until they became immortals and even now, they have never been separated.

At this moment, they all looked at their elder brother. Regardless of whether they were Shuntian or Nitian, they would choose whatever Kuang Ren chose.

Kuang Ren, the Great Immortal of Lushan Mountain, his eyes were as bright as a torch: "What did fellow Taoist say?"

"If you really want Xing Tian to continue making trouble like this, the way of heaven will be refined again, the earth will be feng shui and the fire will be destroyed, the continent will be destroyed, and all living beings will be doomed. What good thing do you think it is?"

His words left the Master of Taihang Hall speechless.

Then the Lushan Immortal said to Yu Yangzi and other loose immortals: "We are all immortals. I don't talk about good and evil, I only talk about survival."

"Even if there are 10,000 unsatisfactory things in Heaven's way, we can only accept it."

"Even if you haven't dealt with illusory spirits, haven't you heard of how terrifying they are? The vast universe, the vastness of the emptiness, is nothing to us! How about your happiness?"

"If we didn't obey the sky, how could there be any human race in the universe?"

After hearing these words, Yu Yangzi and others couldn't help but bow their heads, not knowing how to refute.

Zhang Pijiang glanced at the seven Kuang brothers and sighed softly. The black metal unfolded behind him, revealing the sacred iron.

"What the senior said is true! The ideas of Xingtian and his gang are too ignorant and they don't understand our difficulties."

"But since Yuyangzi and the others are unwilling, there is no need to force it. I also ask senior to materialize Xingtian's spiritual power as soon as possible. If it is later, it may be too late."

Kuang Ren looked at the battlefield and saw that Yan Nu was already beating the master of Chaoyang Palace, and he couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Slave, who has awakened most of his power, is really too powerful.

You must know that Yan Nu in his heyday, in the world of gods and humans, can fight against the immortals and gods alone. Even if everyone has some reservations, it is not something that a single immortal can deal with.

Even though this immortal is now an insect immortal and is absolutely adaptable, Yan Nu is not without it.

"Take action!" Kuang Ren gave the order, and the brothers used their magic to attack suddenly, trying to instantly restrain Yan Slave.

Yu Yangzi and other Sanxian delayed for a moment and took action, but the dust in their hearts was due to being forcibly driven by Vishnu, and the immortal method was no longer so subtle.

"Don't block me!" Yan Nu turned his back to the immortals, but he was not surprised, and even seemed to have been prepared for it!

He used the power of a hundred gods to break free from the shackles of the immortal magic in an instant, and even swallowed a lot of them in turn, and then looked at the immortals coldly.

Yu Yangzi sighed: "They will definitely seal you. The Zerg in front of you are already obedient. Be careful of them joining forces."

Yan Nu said: "I know."

"Huh?" The Kuang brothers were a little strange: "While we are waiting to talk, the sensors have been blocked. How can you hear me?"

It turns out that they seemed to be conspiring loudly just now, but in fact, outsiders couldn't hear it.

"I'm sorry, fairy from the East, I predicted your actions." A rich voice came, it was Prometheus.

Kuang Ren was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "O prophet, everything you see is fate. As a god created by heaven, do you have to defy heaven?"

Prometheus touched his waist and said with a melancholy expression: "The horns soaring into the sky will eventually pierce destiny. No one can stop it. We can only follow."

The immortals were startled, and even Zhang Pijiang was startled: "Is this something you predicted?"

Their expressions were very shocked, as if this was something serious. You must know that Prometheus's prophetic divinity could not foresee the results of strange objects. In other words, he could not foresee the failure of heaven.

Prometheus shook his head: "No, this is the ancient agreement between the Minotaur civilization and the bull-headed man."

"..." The immortals were speechless, it turned out to be just an agreement.

Kuang Ren smiled and said: "A god without the support of heaven is nothing."

"Good nephew! I leave it to you!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand to shake the gods away, and then a large bag flew out, actively hitting Yan Slave's spiritual power.

In an instant, Yan Nu felt his head buzzing, and his consciousness, artistic conception, and Buddhist spiritual power obtained from the Bloody Insect King all transformed in an instant.

As if from some source level, it was forcibly tampered with into the air!

The thoughts of Yan Slave are like a strong storm.

The continuous jets of air from the head are substances created out of thin air!

These gases condense but never disperse, like shock waves that can turn at will...

At the same time, many immortals worked together to control the air with the method of expelling objects, compressing Yan Slave's air spiritual power crazily, and gathered it all around him, unable to spread.

"Point to the ground... and turn it into steel!" Kuang Yi, the third among the Kuang brothers, also knew this magical power and turned Yan Nu's air spiritual power into metal.

"You can't move..." Yan Nu tilted his head. After his mental power turned from air to metal, it seemed that it was no longer mental power and could no longer be controlled at will.

Although Yu Yangzi was following the trend of casting spells, he was quite cautious and even explained: "The bag forcibly tampered with your spirit into air, so only the air state can have the effect of mental power. Once it is changed by other abilities, the material , it’s like your mental energy has been consumed.”

"Even if it changes into a form such as divine consciousness, it is not divine consciousness."

"They will also seal you in the sacred iron and suppress you in Guixu, the East China Sea."

While he was talking, a piece of sacred iron had already attacked simultaneously, at an extremely fast speed!

It enveloped Yan Slave in an instant, and then sealed it perfectly!

Buzz!

The sacred iron is suspended in the air, like a dark iron ball, tightly fitted and as stable as Mount Tai.

It's that simple. With the combined efforts of the immortals and the restraint of the insect immortal, Yan Slave was trapped and locked in the sacred iron.

"Emperor!" Mars was horrified and wanted to step forward, but was blocked by a large group of insects.

Lushan Great Immortal Kuang Ren smiled: "It's done."

Then he looked at Yu Qinghe aside: "Look, isn't this sealed?"

"Ancestor has great magical powers. Qinghe entered the devil's way and was bewitched by Luo Yan. He was confused for a moment. Please forgive me..." Yu Qinghe knelt down and bowed his head.

Kuang Ren sighed and said, "Well, I know in my heart that you have fallen into the devil's path, but you didn't hide it from me. You took the initiative to confess it and had the intention of turning back. How can I bear to get rid of you?"

"You and Qinghong are my blood descendants after all... Where is Qinghong?"

He took over the mission of Heavenly Dao and summoned fellow Taoists to return to Shenzhou to deal with the calamity, mainly for the sake of his descendants.

If the Lushan Immortal Sect is destroyed, it will be destroyed. You can still swallow it, since he still has the orthodoxy in Taixu.

But he has no descendants of the bloodline in Taixu, they all stay in Shenzhou, which claims to be safe.

To put it bluntly, the Lushan Immortal Sect he left behind was completely established for future generations, so that they would have huge power to protect themselves.

Never thought that he would be destroyed by Xing Tian. The Yu family is either dead or has fallen into the devil's path.

These things could be known in his immortal thoughts. Yu Qinghe suddenly came to find him. If he concealed his identity as a demon, he would not be able to kill him.

But Yu Qinghe took the initiative to confess and showed regret, so how could he not give him a chance.

"Qinghong... and Luo Yan and others were captured by Immortal Zhang. They are in the sky, and Xingtian's million-strong army is also trapped there!"

Yu Qinghe said loudly and pointed at the sky.

"What?" The immortals were shocked. Zhang Pijiang remained silent and captured Xing Tian's million-strong army without them noticing.

Just in heaven? where?

For a moment, even Mars and other gods looked towards the sky.

But they couldn't see anything, but they knew that Yu Qinghe was from the Demon Dao, so he was probably giving them a message.

"It turns out that the army lost contact because it was trapped by the immortal. We can't see it, but it should be there." The heaven-defying divine army was commotion.

Zhang Pijiang couldn't help but frown: "How did you know?"

Kuang Ren also looked at Yu Qinghe suspiciously.

The latter said calmly: "You masters don't know something. Because of my mother's death, I devoted myself to the containment of strange objects, and then I was bewitched by the devil and joined them."

"There is a strange thing in Luo Yan that can transcend everything and communicate with me. He told me all this and ordered me to come and join Xing Tian to save them."

"But as everyone knows, I have already seen clearly what Xing Tian did. His misuse of Shennong's cauldron and other rare objects is totally different from mine."

"Today I learned that my ancestor has returned to wait for my descendants. Qinghe feels deeply indebted and dare not hide it..."

"Qing He was unfilial and harmed the family and the master. He allowed his ancestor to decline."

With tears streaming down his face, Qinghe's eyes full of regret, he crawled at Kuang Ren's feet.

All the immortals can see that Yu Qinghe did not lie, and lies cannot be hidden from the immortals.

Kuang Ren waved Yu Qinghe to get up, and then looked at Zhang Pijiang strangely: "How did you defeat so many powerful men in Xingtian? I didn't even notice..."

Zhang Pijiang felt a little annoyed, but this kind of surprise was also expected by him. Without two brushes, the magic path would have been cold for a long time.

He paused and urged: "That is a rare treasure of this junior, it is difficult to describe in just a few words..."

"The top priority is to send Xingtian to Guixu as soon as possible! To avoid unnecessary complications!"

Kuang Ren nodded and stroked his beard: "Yes, you can't suppress him like this forever. Guixu can solidify all states. Just send this sacred iron ball into it and you're done."

"Finally, Xing Tian didn't get the immortal-level consciousness, otherwise I'd really be afraid that he wouldn't be able to suppress him."

Zhang Bijiang said confidently: "Even if Xingtian has the consciousness of an immortal, the junior's mental power can still suppress him."

Suddenly, his expression froze and his pupils trembled.

Not only him, but all the gods and immortals present felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their faces were distorted, and their consciousness was almost fragmented.

Even the bugs froze for a moment and fell from the sky. Only the insect fairy just paused and was fine soon.

"Grass! Wall of Withering! Doesn't he have Daozang?"

"Who gave him the awakened Daozang?"

"Run!"

The Great Immortal of Lushan was horrified. Of course he knew the horror of the Withering Wall!

This thing was kept at the Lushan Immortal Sect. He knew that Yan Nu had taken it away, but he didn't expect that he would use it at this point.

Not to mention that he didn't expect it, Zhang Pijiang also had a bitter look on his face: "Tsk, what a miscalculation..."

He was very speechless, but the effect of the withering wall was incomprehensible, and he had no choice but to distance himself instantly like a stream of light.

And the bronze mirror on the sky dome was also moved away simultaneously.

Ten breaths! If you don't leave the range within ten breaths, you will definitely die.

No...it doesn't even take ten breaths, half of it will wither away! The Rishi will not be able to cast spells.

Swish, swish, the immortals dispersed as if fleeing from a desert.

At this time, how can we control Yan Slave again? As long as there is a little bit of consciousness left in the withering range, it will be affected!

Buzz!

The precious iron ball was opened from the inside. With just a crack, a huge amount of air poured out like an overwhelming amount of air.

Wind Cave! With Shenzhen Iron as the center, there seems to be an eye of the storm that continuously generates air!

Yan Nu was imprisoned in the sacred iron ball, and the air and spiritual power kept squeezing in the completely closed place, accumulating more and more. At this moment, a hole was finally opened, and of course he vented wildly.

In an instant, the air pressure soared, and the wind surged so fiercely that the world became blurry!

"The withering effect disappeared... He put away the wall." Zhang Pijiang stopped as he said it, with a splitting headache.

Yan Nu took out the Wall of Withering, only for a moment, and immediately took it back.

But this was enough to break the deadlock and force Zhang Pijiang to interrupt his mental control.

"Sure!" Lushan Immortal took out a bead, and the raging storm was solidified and forcibly calmed down.

This is the Dingfeng Pearl, his favorite fairy treasure. Why he said he must turn Yan Nu's spiritual power into air is because he has the magical power of Tianke.

From a distance, with Yan Nu as the center, it looks like there is a translucent, storm-like solidified air.

He flew out a black iron ball, as if breaking out of a shell!

For the first time, he didn't care about the immortals, but felt all directions.

Fortunately, because of the long-term battle before, there were no people in the 800-mile radius.

And once you put it away, it will be harvested, only one tenth of it will wither, and it will not cost your life.

At the scene, except for him and the legion of gods, the rest were all enemies.

The immortals and countless insect swarms in the sky seemed to be in the same group and did not attack each other.

On the contrary, they all worked together to suppress the gods and undead.

For a time, the field was clearly divided and two major factions were formed.

"Great Emperor! Yama and the others are all trapped in the sky by that immortal! Right there!" Mars pointed to the top of his head.

"Oh?" Yan Nu looked there, and a purple sky thunder shot out from his eyes!

The force is not very strong, but it breaks through all means and directly blasts away a certain shield.

In an instant, the figures of Miao Han and others appeared. They were all trapped between the sky and a bronze mirror, shrouded by an invisible and mysterious boundary, as crowded as sand in an hourglass.

"Xue'er..." Yan Nu was surprised. He didn't expect everyone to be watching above his head.

He glanced at Zhang Pijiang, is this immortal so powerful? Easily suppressed millions of people in the mountains and seas.

What's even more astonishing is that the Zixiao Divine Thunder did not strike into the invisible mysterious boundary. Instead, it abandoned Xue'er, who was obviously closer, tore it apart, and struck Kuang Ren, who was the second closest!

Kuang Ren had Dunjia to strengthen his body and withstand the blow.

But his expression was very ugly: "My dear nephew, there is a wall of withering in Xingtian, which can suppress the divine consciousness..."

Zhang Bijiang's expression was solemn at first, and then showed relief: "Just do your best..."

"This junior slaughtered 80,000 barbarians and has sworn to fulfill the tribulation. If we do not complete this task, there will be no new frontier in the world."

"If you don't succeed, you will succeed."

Kuang Ren was still surprised that Zhang Pijiang didn't seem like a person who was full of submissive thoughts. He just wanted to take a dip in this muddy water. He owed him a favor.

But being so determined... Yu Yangzi and the others were unwilling to kill him, which was a bit crazy.

Now that he heard this, Kuang Ren suddenly realized that he actually killed 80,000 barbarians. No wonder they were more determined to obey the sky than him.

"It took 400 years for Zuo to stay and establish the Han Dynasty. It is said that it is 400 years, but it is 400 years. Everything depends on God's will. This is why Wang Mang cannot usurp the Han Dynasty, and the Yellow Turban cannot succeed."

"But it is also the reason why the Wei Dynasty must dig up the tombs of the Han Dynasty. Now that the Wei Dynasty has become a thing of the past, why bother with the good nephew taking care of the affairs of the world?"

Zhang Bijiang said calmly: "Without him, Bijiang is a Han Chinese."

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p.s: Sorry. Just one chapter, it's too late, go to bed early.