Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 341 Fu Lu Returns to Fight Yang Jian
Looking at Lu Dongbin vigilantly, the Nanji Xianweng was very angry in his heart, he didn't understand why he wanted to block his way because he was in the same vein.

In addition, the Antarctic fairy is more angry with Yang Jian and Nezha.

Both of them are members of the Jinxian sect who taught themselves, but they came to attack the cave residence of their uncle, which is simply outrageous!
After this matter is resolved, we must go to Yu Ding and Tai Yi to question them face to face, and let them see the good disciples they have taught, and pretend to be sons of men.

Holding the jujube stick tightly, the Nanji Immortal looked at Lu Dongbin with gloomy eyes, and said:

"Fellow daoist, I will say it one last time, please get out of the way, don't make a mess."

"Haha, fellow daoist let the horse come here, since the poor daoist has come, he will never retreat." Lu Dongbin chuckled lightly.

"Hmph, since Fellow Daoist is obsessed with obsession, then the poor Daoist will be offended, Tianmu shakes the light!"

Nanji Xianweng let out a cold snort, the jujube wood walking stick in his hand suddenly had a green glow, turned into a stream of light and shot out, and went straight to Lu Dongbin.

Lu Dongbin was also not to be outdone, he raised his eyebrows, and slashed the Chunyang sword in his hand like a drizzle of wind, and the battle was imminent.

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On the other side of the battle between the two, Penglai Xiandao has entered a fierce battle.

"Kill, eradicate Yang Jian and Nezha, and avenge all fellow Taoists!"

"Kill, kill all these casual cultivators, and fight bloody battles for the great cause of the second master!"

"..."

Whether it is the Penglai Sanxiu lineage or more than [-] soldiers, they all fought bloody battles and fought desperately. One after another, their bodies fell into the sea, dyeing the river and sea red for thousands of miles, which was extremely tragic.

On the battlefield, Nezha has already displayed his three-headed and eight-armed supernatural powers. The fire pointed spear, Qiankun circle, Huntian silk, demon-slaying sword, demon-slaying knife, hydrangea ball, gold brick, and Kowloon fire cover are all launched.

The five Taiyi Jinxians who fought against Nezha were five casual cultivators with different cultivation bases.

Each of the five men wore Taoist robes of five colors, white, blue, black, red, and yellow, and each held a five-color sword. The attack was a sword formation, but they were five brothers who had practiced the five-element sword formation.

Although Nezha has broken through Daluo now, he is still a little unskilled and has a strong desire to compete, but he was restrained for a while by five casual cultivators, which made Penglai's lineage a lot easier.

On the other side, Yang Jian held a three-pointed and two-edged spear, and with every move, countless casual cultivators fell, and the lethality was several times that of Nezha. He deserved to be the God of War in the Three Realms.

Looking at other directions, the Meishan brothers used the combined formation to restrain a large number of casual cultivators, and led two thousand grass-headed gods to rush back and forth in the battlefield, unrivaled.

The most eye-catching one is the Xiaotian dog.

I saw the body of the Xiaotian dog unfolded, like a thousand-foot-high mountain, its pitch-black hair was as hard as sharp thorns, its bloody mouth opened wide, and it swallowed countless low-level casual practitioners like a black hole, blood and flesh splashed, it was extremely terrifying.

When the situation is difficult, there are not a few masters in the line of loose cultivators. There are weapon cultivators who are equipped with magic weapons, poison cultivators who are good at using poisonous smoke, body cultivators who are as strong as iron, and evil cultivators who control ghosts and souls.

All kinds of avenues are vividly displayed in the Penglai lineage, and the scenes of the confrontation are really a visual feast, which is amazing.

But the Sanxiu lineage is scattered and disorganized after all.

Even if everyone fights desperately, they can't resist the joint efforts of more than [-] soldiers. They can only die with hatred in their unwillingness, and fall into the sea powerlessly.

Just as the Penglai lineage was feeling desperate, and everyone felt that the overall situation had been settled, they saw two streamers of light passing across the sky, staying in the sky above Penglai.

The two streamers are exactly Fu Xing and Lu Xing who rushed back anxiously.

The two of them looked at Penglai Xiandao, which was already dilapidated and piled up with corpses, and they were shocked and angry. An unprecedented anger rushed to Tianmen, and they roared:
"Little Yang Jian, this is the Penglai Immortal Island. How dare you slaughter so recklessly and commit endless murders? The poor man will bring you to justice today, and bring you to the court for questioning!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the battlefield immediately noticed the figures of the two.

"It's seniors Fu and Lu, that's great!"

"Senior, quickly eradicate Yang Jian and Nezha, how many comrades died at their hands!"

"Great, the reinforcements have arrived, and Yang Jian's son will be led to death quickly!"

"..."

The appearance of the two stars, Fu and Lu, immediately ignited the fighting spirit of the Penglai Sanxiu lineage. The Sanxiu who were originally determined to die also regained hope, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

Below, Yang Jian picked up the casual cultivator who was killed by flying, and looked solemnly at the two stars Fu and Lu.

The two stars of Fu and Lu can live together with the Antarctic fairy as friends, and they are collectively called three stars. Naturally, their cultivation base and supernatural powers are not weak, and they both have the middle stage of Daluo, which is a small realm higher than Yang Jian.

But even so, Yang Jian was not afraid.

Compared with Fu Xing and Lu Xing, who have been meditating all year round, Yang Jian, who has experienced the battle of conferring gods and practiced the nine-turn Xuangong of physical sanctification, is naturally more proficient in fighting and fighting, and his strength cannot be calculated by realm.

With a step in the sky, Yang Jian's body rose into the sky like a horned dragon, looked at the two stars Fu and Lu, and said in a deep voice:

"Today, Yang Jian of Penglai Immortal Island must be obtained. I hope the two seniors don't make things difficult. Otherwise, Yang Jian will not be blamed for being rude for a hundred years."

"Haha, rude, you know it too, Penglai is the residence of my lineage of casual cultivators for generations, you Yang Jian'an dare to slaughter and occupy, you are simply insane!"

Hearing Yang Jian's eyes, even Fu Xing, who wanted to be good-tempered, was furious. He picked up the jade ruyi in his hand and threw it at Yang Jian, and an invisible force swept out.

"In this case, Yang Jian will be offended."

Yang Jian shouted coldly, swung the three-pointed and two-edged spear to resist Yu Ruyi, immediately cremated and splashed, and the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded.

"Little Yang Jian, don't be crazy, look at the magic weapon of the poor!"

At this moment, Lu Xing also yelled angrily, and threw the gold ingot in his hand fiercely, turning into a golden mountain of ingots and pressing down on Yang Jian. A powerful air current roared out instantly, stirring up thousands of miles of turbulent waves.

clang!clang!clang!
The Jinshan was pressing down on the top, but Yang Jian didn't panic at all. With serious eyes, he held the gun against the bottom of the Jinshan, and he used his physical strength to forcibly lift the Jinshan, which was extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Lu Xing sneered, and said in a cold voice: "Yang Jian, don't you think that the poor have only this ability, and this gold ingot is the treasure of the poor, how can it be so ordinary."

After finishing speaking, Lu Xing secretly pinched the magic formula, bursts of golden light suddenly emanated from the gold ingot, and an invisible strange aura fluttered out, wrapping around Yang Jian's body.

Under the invasion of the strange air, Yang Jian's eyes blurred, and after a slight blink, mountains of gold and silver appeared in front of his eyes, countless elixir and fairy grass covered the ground, and even pieces of innate spirit treasures were suspended in mid-air waiting for him to pick them up .

But the most eye-catching thing is a grand palace surrounded by mountains of gold and silver.

The main hall is resplendent and magnificent, carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes, and in the main hall, a majestic and ancient dragon chair stands erect, and an imperial aura escapes from the inside out.

Under such a temptation, even Yang Jian lost his mind for a moment, immersed in the supreme aura of the dragon chair.

Fortunately, Yang Jian's heart was firm, but he woke up in a short moment.

Shaking his head slightly, Yang Jian couldn't help sighing when he saw all the temptations of money and treasures around him.

There are two things that cannot be rejected in this world, nothing more than wealth and sex. This Lu Xing's ability is indeed difficult to deal with.

With a steady mind, Yang Jian's brows and sky eyes slowly opened, and instantly released a golden light, just like the sun shining on the sun, with mighty power.

Under the golden light, all kinds of treasures and spiritual treasures disappeared like a passing cloud, and the sight returned to Penglai, East China Sea.

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