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  The three-headed Jiao glanced sideways at the stone wall next to him, lifted a huge boulder and threw it at Zhou Ji, then his figure flickered, and he quickly moved in front of Yang Jian like a ghost.

   "Brother Zhou!"

The boulder is engulfed in a huge force, and the wind is howling, rolling up all the dust and fallen leaves in the valley. Yang Jian hurriedly reminded Zhou Ji in the direction of the boulder flying out. At this moment of distraction, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow approaching from the corner of his vision. .

   "Broken Heart Dragon Claw!" The three-headed dragon's expression was stern, and the palms turned into sharp claws and grabbed Yang Jian's heart. Yang Jian couldn't dodge.

  Although the sharp claws of the three-headed dragon were some distance away from him, Yang Jian's heart was still held by an invisible sharp claw, so he had to use all his mana to resist the magical power of the three-headed dragon.

After being hit by the three-headed dragon, if an ordinary monk resisted for a breath at most, his heart would burst, but Yang Jian was able to stand in a stalemate with him for such a long time. The three-headed dragon smiled grimly, and his heart became more shocked, "It's useless! Just let that stupid dog of yours spit out the dragon ball for me, and I may consider saving your life."

  Yang Jian closed his eyes slightly, then opened them suddenly, the sky eyes on his forehead glowed with strong light, and the three dragons sideways avoided.

  The Roaring Dog realized that its master was in danger, and jumped out from Yang Jian's shoulder with a sound of 'Wang~', rushing towards the three Jiaojiao desperately.

  However, even if the three-headed Jiao who had recovered from his injuries did not have Dragon Balls, he would not be able to deal with it.

Just when the three-headed Jiao escaped a sky eye and was about to strangle the roaring dog's neck with the other hand, a violent roar came from the side, and the boulder that was lifted up just now was torn apart, and the broken stones crackled and hit the stone wall Then it bounced back and smashed the fallen leaves all over the sky. Daoist Yuding was so frightened that he raised his cattail fan to cover his face, and hid in the corner of the canyon.

The dust and smoke were long, and a familiar figure walked out of the dust, and the three-headed Jiao still gave a "tsk" unwillingly, slapped Feishou Tiangou with one claw, raised his hand sideways, and cast the "Heartbroken Dragon Claw" again, trying to grab Zhou's body from the air. Silent heart.

Zhou Ji had mastered the first form of splitting the palm of the god, and just needed someone to try it out. He noticed that the flying dust and stones around him lost their inertia and fell vertically. Zhou Ji opened his right hand and took a look. 'Shoot at the sharp claws of the three-headed Jiao.

   "What kind of exercise is this?!"

  The moment the three-headed flood dragon received the Palm of the God of Pitian, they felt an unrivaled torrential force engulfing it.

   It was as if the other party had really moved to Wuyue, and it was firmly in his hands.

  Realist Yuding created this set of splitting palms, which means "split the heaven and the earth". Although there are only five moves, the power of each move is extraordinary.

  Three-headed dragons were shocked, and secretly groaned in their hearts, their sharp claw joints twisted, as if they were groaning in pain.

"Want to know? I won't tell you." Zhou Ji smiled slightly, and took a step forward slowly. The surrounding heaven and earth vitality formed a huge vortex and kept gathering towards his palm. If this continues, the joints will be broken. Three songs Jiao gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

   He had no choice but to let go of Yang Jian temporarily, and stretched out both claws to resist the majestic palm force of the mountains and tsunami.

   "This is the power of Splitting God's Palm~! It seems to be stronger than what I deduced."

  Reverend Yuding looked longingly at the sky, and before he knew it, he even lowered the cattail fan that was covering his face.

Although he is well-read and familiar with the Three Realms, and he talks about the theoretical knowledge of practice one after another, but his own cultivation is disturbed by too much knowledge. He can watch the Tianhe Waterfall and create the "Splitting God Palm", but he can't keep going. The most basic spells are sometimes ineffective when cast.

  Thinking that such a powerful exercise was created by himself, Master Yuding proudly waved his cattail fan, and said proudly: "I am so... amazing! Genius! Absolute genius!"

  ‘Master, master, are you okay? '

  ‘I’m fine, how are you? '

Master Yuding was still proud of himself, and when he heard Yang Jian talking to Xiao Tiangou, he came to his senses and ran over to care about Yang Jian's injury. , but felt a chilling air coming from the sky, looked up, and a cloud that covered the sky and the sun was spreading towards this side following the traces of the spiritual vortex.

   "Not good. Heaven's pursuers have arrived!"

  The three-headed dragon has practiced for thousands of years, and his cultivation alone is far superior to Zhou Ji, who has not entered the immortal way. However, if he uses his own mana to fight against the gathering vitality of heaven and earth, his defeat is a foregone conclusion.

Sensing the rapid approach of the chasing soldiers from the Heavenly Court, the three-headed Jiao glared at Zhou Ji with hatred, and withdrew and turned into a dragon to escape. The fifth brother, who was hiding behind the cliff, watched Zhou Ji force the three-headed Jiao back with a palm, Can't help being fascinated, turned to the fox girl and said: "When we saw Zhou Ji three years ago, he was not so powerful. We have been guarding the mountain for the past three years, so we can be sure that he has never gone out!"

  The fifth brother bit his nails and paced back and forth, then suddenly stopped, "Yang Jian taught it, Zhou Ji taught it, if we find Master Yuding and ask him, can he pass it on to us?"

  Humei said weakly: "Didn't Marshal Tianpeng say that he will come to meet us when he catches three Jiaos?"

"Counting on him? Three-headed dragons have been on the run for three years and he hasn't been able to catch up. With his body size, it's useless to chase him for another thirty years!" Fifth Brother curled his lips in disdain, and said to Fox Girl earnestly: "We want to You can't rely on him to become an immortal, haven't you heard the real Yuding said? He is the disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, if you learn from him, we can still become immortals."

   "Actually, I think we are so good, why do we have to become immortals?" Fox girl lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes.

  The fifth brother explained impatiently: "Why do you still say such things at this time? If we don't become immortals, we will be monsters, and we will be beaten and killed"

  Humei didn't have any opinions at all. After listening to Fifth Brother's earnest persuasion, she said softly: "Well, I will listen to you."

  Deep in the valley.

  As the Heavenly Soldiers approached, although Zhou Ji was moved to kill the three-headed Jiao's venomous eyes just now, he still tacitly withdrew his sleeves and withdrew his hands, and received the power at the same time as the Three-Headed Jiao, allowing him to escape in disguise.

   This palm caused a lot of commotion, and the gathered aura vortex pointed directly at this place. If Heavenly Court sent someone to check, they would definitely find him and Yang Jian.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. You and I have left our names on the arrest list of the Heavenly Court. If the pursuers see us staying here, the real people will be implicated." Zhou Ji thought for a while and suggested: "Why don't we go first? Leave and come back after the pursuers have retreated, if someone asks about the movement just caused, the real person can push it on himself."

  Hearing that Zhou Ji wanted to make Master Yuding "take the blame", Yang Jian frowned slightly, showing hesitation.

   Before he could think of a safe way to prevent his master from being blamed, he saw Master Yuding's eyes glowing, and he couldn't wait to hold up his cattail leaf fan, and said loudly: "I have no objection! I have no objection at all!"

Master Yuding turned around after saying that, looked up at the mountain wall at a forty-five degree angle, narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bit of vicissitudes in the mist, lightly waving the cattail fan, as if he was an immortal and a master , Press out the bubbles and say: "Go~go~~"

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  Zhou Ji and Yang Jian looked at each other, looked at each other, bowed their hands to the real Yuding, and led the Xiaotian dog to hide in the deep forest of the valley, avoiding the clouds in the sky, and went around Kunlun Mountain.

   At this time, Mount Hua is thousands of miles away.

Li Jing took his wife back home to pay respects to the ancestors, passing through Huashan County, intending to stay here for a day, just to relax, but when he was resting in the restaurant, he heard a table of guests chatting about going to Nezha Palace to fulfill their vows, Li Jing thought, With a gloomy face, he stopped the waiter who served the food, and asked, "Hey, waiter, what did they say about Nezha's palace?"

"Where are you talking about Nezha's palace? It seems that he settled in Huashan three years ago, right? I don't know what kind of **** it is, and I have never heard of it before. Although he is young, he is a blessing." Xiao Er introduced: "Two If you have anything on your mind, you can go to worship, this Nezha has great powers, and he will respond to every request. He is very godly~"

  Li Jing clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, followed the pilgrims to the gate of the palace, confirmed that it was his Nizi who was enshrined here, drew out the Kanglong mace, and walked inside.

   "Master, master! You are merciful~!"

Mrs. Li saw the plaque of Nezha's palace from a distance, her eyes were moist, and she suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Jing rushing in with a mighty dragon mace, and before she could be sad, she hugged his arm and stopped him: "Master, do you want our son Is there no peace in death?"

   "He harmed his parents while he was alive, and fooled the people after his death. This beast will never recover! Never ever again!" Li Jing gritted his teeth, pushed his wife to the ground, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

  Li Jing threw out the copper mace in his hand, and smashed the plaque of 'Nezha Palace' into pieces with a bang.

  The pilgrims around dodged left and right, who still had the heart to burn incense. Seeing Li Jing's ferocious appearance, who was about to choose someone and devour him, they all ran out of the palace in fright.

   "General Lee."

  Yang Chan heard the movement and hurried out, saw the fragments of the plaque under her feet, and was shocked: "General Li, what are you doing!"

   "Are you the monstrous Yang Chan who is wanted by the heavens?" Li Jing was impatient, dragging his copper mace into the room, "Get out!"

Seeing that Li Jing still wanted to smash the temple, Yang Chan quickly stood in front of her and tried to dissuade her, saying, "In the past three years, Nezha has done a lot of good deeds in Mount Hua to pray for the common people, and you smashed her temple. "

"I am Nezha's father! Nezha, the rebellious son, has learned sorcery from people since she was a child, and she does evil everywhere. She killed the third prince of the East China Sea, wounded the Dragon King of the East China Sea, made a big disturbance in the heavens, and caused endless disasters. A heinous evildoer!" Li Jing's face was full of resentment, and he said righteously, "Li Jing smashed her temple today, and he is doing justice for the heavens!"

  Yang Chan had tears in her eyes, unable to hide her grief and indignation and said: "Nezha has done a lot of good things for Huashan in the past three years. If you don't believe me, you can ask the people around you."

  Li Jing shouted: "The people are just being fooled by you, how can such a small trick fool me?"

Yang Chan's eyes widened. She didn't expect Li Jing to be so stubborn. After the grievance, she was completely disappointed. She put away the last trace of fantasy, and said: "Nezha and you have broken the father-son status, you have no right to smash him temple."

  Li Jing has already decided that Nezha is a scourge in his heart, and he is determined to drive him out. Pointing the copper mace at the temple behind Yang Chan, he said harshly: "Even if there is no father-son status, Li Jing is also responsible for eradicating this evildoer for the Three Realms!"

  After Li Jing finished speaking, he was about to force his way in. Mrs. Li reluctantly crawled over and hugged his calf, with tears in her eyes, begging bitterly: "Master, please let our son go!"

  Li Jing gritted his teeth, kicked his wife down the steps, looked at Yang Chan viciously and said, "If you dare to stop me, don't blame me for being rude!"

  Yang Chan's eyes swept over the wife who was kicked away by Li Jing, and fell on the fierce and violent man in front of him.

   Once experienced the kindness of a father and the filial piety of his son, Yang Chan, a happy and happy family, never thought that there would be such a 'father' and 'husband' in the world.

   Didn't speak, Yang Chan didn't want to say anything more to Li Jing anymore.

  The arm in front of Li Jing is her answer.

Although Daoist Taiyi taught Yang Chan some exercises, she devoted herself to taking care of Nezha's palace in the past three years, helping him collect incense, and had no time to practice at all. He watched Li Jing walk into Nezha Temple.

   "Third Sister!"

  A cloud of mist fell into the courtyard, Yang Jian saw Yang Chan who fell to the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

  Zhou Ji lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, looking at the ugly girl who grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve in disbelief, telling him to stop Li Jing from smashing the temple.

There are only two days left before Nezha's resurrection. Once the statue is damaged, all previous efforts will be wasted. Yang Jian was chased and killed by heavenly soldiers before. It was Nezha who saved his life and married Jinlan with him. Looking at Zhou Ji, he asked Zhou Ji to take care of his sister first, and then chased after Li Jing.

   "Father, my child promises that after being reborn, she will never do evil again."

"Your heavenly court committed another crime, how could heavenly court allow you to be reborn! You should give up this idea!" Li Jing shouted violently, ignoring Nezha's confession, and held up the bronze mace high up. Just as he was about to smash it down, suddenly a A palm stretched out, tightly clamping his wrist, making it impossible for him to smash it down no matter how hard he increased his strength.

   "Who are you?" Li Jing's forehead bulged, and he turned his head to look at the man in white clothes who blocked him. Another voice came from behind him.

   "Brother Yang, let him smash it."

   "Brother Zhou!" Yang Jian looked at Zhou Ji in disbelief, and Yang Chan also widened her eyes in shock and said, "Brother Zhou, what are you talking about?"

"Brother Nezha, although you used your life to prevent a disaster for Li Jing and his wife, you also brought this disaster to them. Therefore, you have not repaid their great kindness to you by giving birth to you, and the fate between you is still unresolved. Break." Zhou Ji's calm and indifferent gaze swept over Li Jing, his heart tightened, and suddenly he felt an inexplicable panic, as if he was about to lose something elusive but extremely important.

"Just let him smash it down." Zhou Ji raised his eyes to look at the statue in front of him with a gloomy expression, "Don't harbor resentment, don't break the ties. If you really want to sever ties with him, let him smash it down and destroy you body, broke your bond."

  "Brother Zhou" Nezha's phantom emerged from the statue, looking at Zhou Ji with a complicated expression, her soul would not shed tears, but her eyes were full of grief, "Second brother, third sister, let him smash it according to Brother Zhou."

  Yang Jian was full of grief and anger and had nowhere to vent, so he slowly released the hand that restrained Li Jing, and stood there with a heavy face.

  Nezha looked at Li Jing and said, "Father, please allow Nezha to call you father one last time. Nezha is not filial, this mace is considered to repay the great favor of birth and support, and the relationship between father and son will be broken from now on!"