Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

San Xiao walked lightly and calmly, without any sloppiness, with an ethereal appearance and lingering fragrance, leaving Duke alone in the camp in a daze.

Wen Zhong coughed lightly, and grabbed Duke's sleeve: "Daoyou Du, although a fair lady is good, some people are doomed to have nothing to do with each other, so they can't be forced."

This is a very level-headed statement, which gave Duke enough face. If Zhao Gongming said it, it's just that the toad wants to eat swan meat, don't dream!

Duke's face darkened. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhong, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also a person with a dirty mind. Don't talk to poor Taoists.

Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao are gone, there are still eleven golden immortals in Chanjiao, who are firmly in the upper hand in terms of numbers, and they also have many magic weapons. Wen Zhong was unhappy, and was about to seek help from fellow Taoists, but was stopped by Duke.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want to have a meeting with the Golden Immortals alone again?" Wen Zhong had a headache, and persuaded him kindly: "Those Golden Immortals all have profound magical powers, and they also have magic weapons bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun, which are different from the real Huanglong. They cannot be underestimated."

"Grand Master misunderstood!" Duke smiled and shook his head: "Poverty Dao means that there is an anxious and righteous fellow Daoist Shen, and Grand Master waits for the gun... Cough cough, just wait for the help of fellow Taoists from all directions."

Wen Zhong heard the words, and also felt that this was the truth, it's great to have Fellow Daoist Shen here!

At this time, a soldier outside the camp gate entered the big tent and said in a hurried tone: "Report to the grand master, Yang Jian, a prisoner of Xiqi on the flagpole of the camp gate, has disappeared. Xiqi City is gone."

Wen Zhong's face showed anger: "Little Yang Jian, he has escaped repeatedly and escaped, next time we will definitely not let him go."

Duke smiled lightly: "Why should the grand master get angry about this trivial matter, if it hurts his body, Yang Jian won't be able to run away."

Wen Zhong was helpless: "Fellow Daoist too, why don't you let me imprison Yang Jian Yuanshen, otherwise it won't be his turn to be so presumptuous."

"There is no one else in the army to play games for fun, and it's quite interesting to use Yang Jian to pass the time, doesn't the Grand Master think so?"

Wen Zhong smiled wryly and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, don't try to tease me, you must have other deep meanings. Could it be that Yang Jian has something else to say?"

Duke's face straightened: "Grand Master, I didn't want to point it out, but since you asked, I have no choice but to say it."

Wen Zhong cupped his hands: "I would like to hear the details."

The soldiers on the side also listened attentively, what was the origin of Yang Jian, which made Duke let him go.

Duke pointed at Wen Zhong: "I don't want to embarrass Yang Jian, it's because of the grand master's face, otherwise he would have had cramps and skinned him long ago."

Wen Zhong was taken aback when he heard the words: "What!?"

"Grand Master, Ming people don't speak dark words. You were born with three eyes, and Yang Jian was also born with three eyes. Between you...this...that...you think so?"

Soldier: "..."

Wen Zhong's face twitched: "Fellow Daoist doesn't want to say it, so why amuse me?"

Duke was shocked, and asked suspiciously: "How dare the poor Taoist entertain the grand master... Could it be that the poor Taoist guessed wrong, and the grand master has nothing to do with Yang Jian?"

Wen Zhong waved his sleeves, unwilling to talk to Duke again: "Fellow Daoist, don't be ridiculous, next time you capture Yang Jian, remember to seal him with mud balls, and don't leave Yuanshen again."

"I see, since the grand master said so, I will strike harder. But there is no need to wait until the next time, just now..." Duke raised his brows, took out the gold bricks as he spoke, and slapped the soldiers head-on overhead.

There was only a bang, and the soldier's eyes and mouth were slanted, he fell on his back and twitched, and finally turned into Yang Jian's appearance.

"Someone from outside the tent hangs Yang Jian on the flagpole."

Wen Zhong: "Fellow Daoist, you haven't sealed the Niwan yet!"

Duke shook his head: "Teacher, to be honest, Yang Jian was the only one in Xiqi City who slapped him and sealed his soul. I won't have any fun in the future."

Wen Zhong: "..."

...

As for Xiqi, after Lu Yadun left, he never returned, and when Jiang Ziya was discovered, he was on the verge of dying. The people who explained and taught him helped him back to the palace without any haste. Yuanshi Tianzun had said before he came that Jiang Ziya's people who should be robbed, many disasters and disasters are the basic operation, so there is no need to worry about it.

Chi Jingzi took out the gourd, poured out a golden pill, and stuffed it into Jiang Ziya's mouth. The golden pill took effect, and Jiang Ziya woke up touching his aching forehead.

"It hurts me too!"

Everyone sat around the main hall, and there was no lighting to preside over the overall situation, so the burden fell on Guang Chengzi's shoulders. He thought that Yin Shang had no masters in charge, so he should take this opportunity to wipe out Wen Zhong's army in one fell swoop, and save those people on the flagpole no matter what. Otherwise, it will take a lot of effort to wait for Wen Zhong to find reinforcements.

The Golden Immortals of Chanjiao think that Guang Chengzi's words are reasonable, they went down the mountain this time and sent many people to the list of gods.

Everyone's decision was made, and Jiang Ziya led the army out of the city to call for battle the next day. Eleven golden fairies lined up, and a golden glow rose all over the sky for a while.

Wen Zhong looked at the teaching Jinxian outside the gate, pacing back and forth in the big tent, with a sad face: "Friend Daoist Shen's reinforcements have not yet arrived, what should I do?"

Deng Zhong of the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain: "Grand Master, Fellow Daoist Du has already left the Yuanmen."

"No, I'll remind you to teach Fellow Daoist Du that you must hold your breath. If you don't want to, he still can't hold back. Follow me out quickly, and you must rescue him, otherwise it will be too late." Wen Zhong Shocked, he rushed out of the tent with his two disciples and Shi Tianjun.

Outside the Yuanmen of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, Xiqi's army lined up in full outfit, their flags unfurled, their murderous aura soaring to the sky, countless weapons reflecting silver light, and their aura was menacing.

Duke didn't ride the Garuru beast either. He walked over with a long spear on his shoulders. A few days ago, he watched Zhao Gongming compete with the Golden Immortal Chanjiao, and Garuru was here to deliver food.

Seeing Duke alone, Guang Chengzi frowned with contempt: "You Taoist, are you the one who captured Junior Brother Huang Long and hung him on the banner?"

Duke swiped the spear backhand, and stuck it upside down on the ground: "It's the poor Taoist, does fellow Daoist Guangchengzi want to avenge his brother?"

"People in the mountains, who have no name and no surname, are also worthy of the poor?" Guang Chengzi sneered. He is the first immortal of Yuxu Palace to strike the golden bell. Which deserves to fight against him.

Duke shook his head: "The word reputation is harmful to people, and a saint is inevitably a layman."

Guang Chengzi was secretly furious, his face unchanged: "Shan Ye Daoist, let Wen Zhong come out to answer, or you will definitely die. Seeing that you are not a person with deep fortune, I am afraid that you will even go to the Conferred God Stage after you die. No, it’s not easy for you to practice, retreat quickly!”

Duke put his arms around his chest, and glanced at Guang Chengzi lightly: "Cultivation is indeed not easy, so you go quickly, and Yuanshi Tianzun is here, and it will save me a lot of time."

Hearing Duke's raving words, all the Jinxians were angry, and Guang Chengzi was even more furious: "Sinister, you dare to say the name of a saint, you really don't know how to live or die."

After all, he sacrificed the magic weapon, the Falling Soul Bell, and shook it lightly at Duke. Ding ding dong dong sounded, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye brushed towards Duke, and the sound waves passed through his body, shaking the ground violently three times.

Out of Guang Chengzi's expectation, he thought that Duke would be imprisoned under the falling soul bell, but he didn't want Duke to not even move his eyelids, and looking at him was like looking at a clown again.

"It's unreasonable! I'm so angry!"

Guang Chengzi followed Yuanshi Tianzun, and he didn't learn one-tenth of Taoism and supernatural powers, but he learned ten-tenths of the problem of cherishing face. He lost face in front of his fellow disciples, and immediately Qing Yun appeared above his head, with a big square seal and a pair of murderous swords floating up and down in Qing Yun.

Fan Tianyin! Male and female swords!

Guang Chengzi threw out the male and female swords, and the two swords interlaced in mid-air, and a golden light suddenly shot out. The Xiqi sergeants covered their faces with their hands, and the horses jumped up again and again in fright. Jiang Ziya had no choice but to order the army to regroup.

Duke was dazzled by the golden light so that he closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, Guang Chengzi moved his sword formula, and the two swords rushed left and right, cutting Duke's waist fiercely.

Ding! Ding!

There were two crisp sounds, and the male and female swords returned in vain. Apart from the light effect, Guang Chengzi's male and female swords have no other commendable features. The only thing that is rare in this world is their sharpness. That's right.

Only then did Guang Chengzi put away his contempt, and hold his breath, he said: "He is a good monster, and his reputation is not obvious, but he has this supernatural power, but what magic weapon is there to protect him?"

Duke opened his eyes, with a confused look on his face: "What's the matter, what happened, the attack is over?"

"..."

Immediately, Guang Chengzi's face turned red, his beard was windless, and he took out the most powerful magic weapon, the Fantian Seal, which became the size of a hill, and smashed it down at Duke.

With a rumbling sound, the outsiders of the Yinshang Yuanmen turned their backs on their backs, only Duke did not move.

At this moment, Grand Master Wen arrived just in time, seeing that Duke had not moved a muscle under Fan Tianyin, he couldn't help being surprised, he still underestimated Duke.

The eleven golden immortals were all inconceivable, and Guang Chengzi was also dumbfounded. He even used his magic weapon, including the most powerful Fan Tianyin, but he didn't even move Duke.

Guang Chengzi's complexion changed, someone with such supernatural powers would definitely not be an unknown person, and immediately said loudly: "Who are you, Taoist, why do you pretend to be an unknown person to tease us?"

Duke pretended he didn't hear it, and shook his neck: "That's right, one blow cured Pindao's cervical spondylosis for many years. The next time you hit the waist, Pindao isn't driving as fast as before!"

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