surnamed Wang

After several foreign monks retreated, Yang Dingjun took the bald monk to the boundary-breaking boat and threw him in front of Wang Quanquan.

Regardless of 21, the bald monk went up and hugged the thigh of the person in front of him, and said tearfully:

"My lord, I have found an organization. Those three immortals are extremely shameless, destroying my sect and taking away my immortal treasures, and now they want me to work hand in hand with them to deal with the Yangcang Realm, it is simply wishful thinking!
Just now those brothers and sisters didn't believe what the villain said, you have a noble status, and you must have discerning eyes. "

The bald monk raised his head as he spoke, showing sincerity, and when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, he immediately froze on the spot.

"Master... Master, you also betrayed?"

Wang Gangquan said with a half smile but not a smile:

"Being a teacher is in your heart, is it really so unbearable?"

"That can't be done." The bald head hurriedly stood up, "Master has always been loyal and righteous in my mind, even if I surrender to the enemy, it is for the sake of the overall situation. Just now, my mind was full of the figure of Master, so I risked my life to break into the enemy's interior Find out the truth."

Wang Gangquan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, looked to the west and said:
"How's the war going?"

"Master, the battlefield in the west is not as leisurely as in the south. It has been fighting for three months without stopping. In addition, there is no strong man sitting in the town to restrain him everywhere. The situation of the battle is not optimistic."

Beside Yanlu was not happy when he heard the words, and frowned and said:

"Li Tiedan, who told you that the battlefield in the south is easy, do you know how many magic weapons this girl has destroyed? It just so happens that the enemy in the south is here. If you think it's easy, you can fight him a few tricks."

The woman said, pointing to the side of Yang Dingjun.

Li Tiedan's words are as worthless as Hong Mao, so naturally he didn't dare to fight with Huashenqi, so he smiled embarrassingly and whispered to Wang Gangquan:

"Master, why did you get mixed up with this Young Master of the Central Court?"

It still took some time to reach the western battlefield, so Wang Gingquan briefly talked about his previous experience. After hearing this, Li Tiedan was flattered at first, and then said in a strange way:
"It seems that the fairy friends in the southern battlefield are nothing more than that. They were chased by each other for thousands of miles, and they had to be helped by the master when they turned back."

Where there are people, there are fights. Even if everyone comes from the same clan, they still don't forget to ridicule each other at such times.

Previously in the sect, there were rumors of "jumpy birds, thorny beasts, dusty buns, and uncivilized Jiuyuan", but now when it comes to the battlefield, similar discrimination can be derived from different theaters.

Yan Lu was a faction in the southern battlefield, and immediately clashed with Li Tiedan. The two quarreled all the way, and Wang Bingquan was about to explode.

A quarter of an hour later, the roar of the magic technique in front gradually overshadowed the quarrel between the two. Wang Qingquan stood at the bow of the boat and said to Jiangzhang:

"Just stop here, it will be dangerous to go any further, your mission is important, don't make any mistakes."

This Imperial Hall disciple couldn't hide his excitement when he heard the words, it wasn't that the other party cared about his own safety, but that someone finally understood their difficulties.

Like the monks in all districts, the disciples of the Royal Hall who stayed at the sect to pick them up also suffered a lot of criticism. They were said to be hiding in the back to enjoy leisure, but they didn't know that they had to go back and forth to different battlefields more than a dozen times a month, avoiding various cracks on the way , ferocious beasts, and enemies, the ratio of casualties is the same as that of killing enemies in battle.

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After Jiangzhang punted and left, Wang Gingquan led several people into the battlefield, and most of the enemies he encountered along the way were below Zhuhun.

Someone who was not open-eyed wanted to stop him, but Yang Dingjun casually threw black broken branches and pierced his body. The broken branches germinated into the body, piercing dozens of holes from the inside to the outside, and the other party had to abandon his body and flee in panic .

Wang Bingquan used the Immortal Gu to guard the meridians of the Yang Ding army, those black roots are very sensible, no longer hurt the host, and honestly serve the host.

After a short time, no one hit the stone with an egg at the scene. They easily crossed the melee zone and came to the camp of the Three Immortals. Li Tiedan was very familiar with the battlefield, and soon found an acquaintance in the crowd. He flew forward and said:

"Is everything ready?"

The other side didn't talk nonsense, took out two machine crossbows, handed one of them forward and said:

"Be careful, this thing can hurt even the transformation stage."

"Don't worry." Li Tiedan took out a porcelain bottle, "This is the poison I prepared. It will be numb for a while after being touched by the spirit residence period. It's just right to apply on the crossbow."

After finishing speaking, the two let out creepy laughter at the same time. The young man who made the machine crossbow was none other than Tang Xin, the young head of the Tang Sect.

……

Wang Gangquan looked around in the crowd, and soon saw several acquaintances.

His Majesty Chi Xia'er, Elder Kong Lian, and his disciple Xia Xiaoyu are currently forming a formation to fight against the enemy, controlling a giant red python to fight against an octopus beast in the star field.Fu Zi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, also rushed to the front of the team with a long sword in hand, fighting with an outsider sword repairer.

Jilu has an impulsive personality and couldn't hold back to join the battle. Wang Gingquan winked at Yang Dingjun, who raised his right hand, and a huge wooden dragon jumped out from his palm, and rushed straight to the octopus-shaped beast. Chixia Er and others thought it was an enemy attack at first, but they were relieved when they saw Wang Quanquan standing beside the caster.

As soon as the wooden dragon approached the octopus, it was entangled by its three legs. The man who manipulated the beast was a young man. He grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth. He twisted his hands vigorously in front of him, and the octopus' feet tightened. The wooden dragon immediately let out an overwhelmed cry. click sound.

Just when the young man thought he had succeeded, his face suddenly changed. He saw a large number of sharp branches sprouting from the wooden dragon's body, which were inserted into the beast's body in an instant.

The body of the giant octopus was shriveled and shriveled to the naked eye. The young man bit his lip and waved his right hand in the air. A crack in the space opened, and a monster with a sheep's head and antlers rushed out of the crack, hitting the wooden dragon headlong at an extremely fast speed.

The wooden dragon was not considered strong, but it shattered immediately when it hit this forcefully. The octopus got a gasp and pulled out the black branches left on its body with its eight legs.

Seeing this scene, Wang Gangquan vaguely guessed that the young man, like Sui Jue, had the ability to control beasts.

The boy finally noticed them, turned his head and looked displeased and said:

"Yang Dingjun, you took the wrong medicine and beat me?"

Yang Dingjun didn't talk to the other party, but said to Wang Quanquan:

"Master, this person's name is Zhiqi, he can communicate with all kinds of beasts, and he is a true natal supernatural power."

"Can you beat it?"

"No problem, but I need Master to help me protect the law."

"it is good."

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Yang Dingjun clasped his hands together, stomped his feet in the air, thousands of black threads gushed out from his back instantly, and the spiritual energy around him passed away quickly, at the same time a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara with a height of hundreds of feet rose slowly behind his back.

Wang Gangquan showed a smile on his face, with excitement in his eyes, looking at the astonishment of the people around him, he murmured softly:
"It's not over yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, his spiritual power also bottomed out, and the thousand arms behind Baizhang Guanyin trembled in unison, and smashed towards the young man named Zhiqi with a mighty momentum.

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