Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 117
Years ago, Yun Zhongzi had a flash of inspiration and decided to create an all-eight or nine Xuangong lineup. After nearly ten years, this idea has finally come true.

Yang Jian's Xuangong has long been accomplished, and his attainments have become more and more profound. Not to mention ordinary immortals, even the Twelve Golden Immortals, there are only a few people who can beat him.

Although Lei Zhenzi and Nezha have not completed their cultivation, they have reached the realm of Sanxian. When it comes to the way of killing, they are even more capable of defeating any fairy in the world.

These three people gather together, if the opponent is not a generation with high cultivation base and mysterious magic weapon, killing them may be effortless.

The four generals of the Mo family have magic weapons for success and magic weapons for defeat. Now that the treasures have been damaged, they can only flee in a hurry.

Yang Jian broke the Hunyuan Umbrella and took away the magic weapon of the Xiqi camp, including the Qingyun Sword.

Nezha had already stepped on the Hot Wheels, and was chasing Mo Liqing like lightning.

This kid seemed reckless, but he had been with Lei Zhenzi for so long and learned a lot.

Mo Liqing sacrificed the Hunyuan Umbrella and Qingyun Sword earlier, but now he has no magic weapon in his hand, so who would pick him if he is not a soft persimmon?

As for Mo Lishou who also lost the treasure, Yang Jian has already said that Xiaotiangou wants to eat Huahu mink, although he doesn't know if this statement is true or not, it is better to sell him a favor.

Mo Liqing is stupid again, of course he can live if he suspects it, so I speak out in the dark.

"Explanation and teaching cloud neutron door, Lei Zhenzi is also."

If Mo Liqing doesn't care about it, I will end this karma with a thunderous blow.

"Brothers are dead, how can you live on?"

Nezha hurriedly stood in the air, rubbing his chin and thinking.

Mo Liqing believed it was true, so he withdrew his magical powers and revealed his real body.

"Explaining and teaching the Jade Cauldron at the gate of the real person, and pouring Jiangkou Xuangong."

That's what Nezha said, but he was so fond of holding the pointed gun.

"Don't hurt your brother!"

In an instant, the white wind swept and the golden fire raged.

Nezha was startled when he heard the words, then put away the sharp spear and went to meet him with bare hands, intending to capture him alive.

Nezha saw that I was so knowledgeable about current affairs, but he didn't mean to hurt me badly, so I scratched my head before speaking.

The reason why Nezha is Nezha is because I am Nezha...

Nezha was overjoyed when he heard the words, and thought that that guy was really here, and he really believed your nonsense, is it better to be a good teacher, a good teacher, a good teacher and a good reputation?

Xuan Gong held the eight-pointed double-edged knife and approached step by step.

Nezha doesn't have hot wheels, and he runs like lightning. It's because he found a ray of energy from Mo Liqing when he was young.

After half an hour, the song ended.

……

I saw a young man in a Taoist robe riding a jade unicorn riding through the air.

If the fault can be captured alive, it is naturally the worst.

Yang Jian is not good at escaping, but the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu is all-encompassing, and the escaping speed is not fast.

The golden fire was rather lacking in spirituality, circling and winding like a poisonous snake.

Mo Lihai was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled, and then sat on the ground, finishing the reel and plucking the strings.

"It's talking about supernatural powers and spells. It's true that you played the pipa wrong."

At present, the three brothers and sisters went to chase each other. They chased, and one of the four missing from the Mo family would escape, but most of them could not escape.

The only sea of ​​magic rituals with magical treasures is naturally left to Lei Zhenzi. Who made them grow up together, they can be called half-brothers, who will not be tricked?

Xuan Gong simply withdrew his weapon, and I pointed out a finger, pressing it under Mo Lishou's eyebrows.

If he came out by himself, he still hadn't survived, if so, he would be smashed to pieces in an instant! "

But Mo Liqing sighed heavily, and immediately took out a long spear, stabbing like a comet hitting the moon.

"You send him off."

Geng Chunxiu hurriedly got up, grabbed the golden stick and smashed it.

Mo Lishou walked slowly, and was finally chased down. I turned around, and Xiao Yi said solemnly.

"Old Devil, since he is willing to keep his promise, you will certainly hurt him.

Mo Lishou gritted his teeth, and rushed over. I was extremely small and aggressive. I suddenly turned my hips to my shoulders and punched me.

Nezha slapped the spear away with his palm, and then spoke.

That eldest son knows what it means to be about to die, and his words are also kind. I have always betrayed the purpose that the enemy should be killed, and I will never leave sympathy if I take action.

"Who is he?"

There was a voice coming from nowhere.

This song is not an extravagant sound, but it is like the clash of gold and stone, sonorous and powerless, like a silver bottle being broken suddenly, and like an iron horse chiseling an array.

There are tens of thousands of weapons hidden in the white wind, and it hits like a violent storm.

Nezha searched and searched, but unexpectedly found Mo Liqing's whereabouts.

Lei Zhenzi stuck the golden stick out of the ground, then sat down on the ground, pulled a weed out of his mouth.

"I am Huang Tianhua, a disciple of Qingxu Daodezhenjun's sect."

It can be said that before people arrive, the sound is heard first.

Huang Tianhua acted swiftly and resolutely, before he finished speaking, he sacrificed the fire dragon mark, which hit the demon's green brow.

Mo Lihai shook his head, and put the pipa on the ground.

"It's so strange, that guy clearly fled in that direction, didn't he?"

A piece of liver and intestines is broken, where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world.

"This song is over."

I secretly rotated Yang Jian, the escape speed became slower and slower, and I saw a flash of lightning flashing across the sky, which disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, Mo Liqing, I am the real person at the gate of the Jade Cauldron in the Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain, explaining and teaching the Xuangong, the first disciple of the eight generations.

If he is willing to go back to Xiqi with you and meet Jiang Shishu face to face, he may be able to avoid this difficulty. "

Nezha thought to himself that senior brother Si Si Yang Jian failed anyway, so he carefully made up a catastrophe, and it is expected that it will hurt me too.

What's more, I don't have a little help from the Xiaotian dog. The dog's nose is called a spirit, and I can tell in which direction Mo Lishou has gone by following the smell.

"He killed your seventh brother and damaged your weapon, how dare he declare his name and fight you with dignity!"

Nezha thought for a moment, then ended his oath.

Nezha once again resorted to tricks, but secretly manipulated the magic weapon with his mind.

……

"If he is willing to come out, the poor will certainly kill him."

Mo Lihai stood under the barren hill, turned around holding the pipa.

"Young Daoist Yang, Master Yuding is one of the Seventeen Golden Immortals of Yuxu, and his Taoism is profound. How can he commit murder without authorization, and heal my old man's reputation?"

Lei Zhenzi was holding the golden stick, but he moved slowly.

Lei Zhenzi sat still and moved, allowing Mo Lihai to display his supernatural powers. Sparks splashed from my face, but my expression was quite peaceful.

It's a pity that the magic ritual and longevity technique is amazing, and he was finally buried here.

That's Mo Liqing's stupidity, mainly immortals with no names and surnames in the world, who would pretend to be someone else at that time?

Nezha and Mo Liqing were startled when they heard this.

"The seven of your brothers fought him twice, but they know his origin."

Lei Zhenzi didn't have the power of wind and thunder, and after a few tens of miles, he also found a trace of the sea of ​​magic rituals.

I step on the hot wheel, hang the circle of heaven and earth on my elbow, wrap the silk of Huntian on my shoulder, and hold a pointed gun in my hand, just like the Eight Generations of Immortals.

"Xuan Gong swears here that it will hurt the life of Mo Liqing. If you break this oath... you will be buried in the wind and sand."

Mo Liqing knew what kind of supernatural power was used, my aura had been revealed a little bit, but the voice was murky and audible.

"Yang Daoyou, if he is willing to swear, you will come out and meet him."

　At the end of this volume, the previous volumes are about [-] chapters and [-] words. The next volume is estimated to be much longer, and it will probably be written from Wen Taishi's expedition to the end of Shijuezhen.

　　The frequency of this cloud neutron's appearance is not high, because the opponents are not particularly high-grade, so it is enough to let the disciples make a move, and he is too cheap to make a move.

　　From the next volume, the Conferred Gods and Great Tribulation will start to be played for real. The powerful characters of the second generation of the two sects will appear one by one, and Yun Zhongzi's role will be greatly increased.

　　So, I beg for a wave of follow-up reading.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)