"Qingfeng, let the monk teach you how to respect your teachers."

When Wu Tie greeted his brothers to form a formation, the smiling Buddha waved to Qingfeng with a smile.

The smiley Buddha's snow-white and delicate palm, each finger was chubby, and a golden Buddha light rotated out. A golden lotus stretched out on the Buddha light. A wisp of extremely thin golden light from the lotus stamens was sprayed out, and it was a brush towards the breeze.

Qingfeng took a deep breath and said solemnly: "The elders give me, I dare not refuse... Buddha is careful, don't lose face in my hands, and Buddha will have no shame to go out to meet people in the future."

The smiling Buddha nodded with a smile.

Qingfeng's body shook, and turned into a ray of breeze and followed the extremely thin golden light and headed straight for the golden lotus.

The smiley Buddha laughed "haha" and his body pressed down. The big turtle under the seat cursed lowly. He jumped up with the smiley Buddha and rushed into the golden lotus as well.

The golden lotus is suspended in the air, and there is a faint sound of thunder and heavy rain in it.

Feng En held his iron rod again and squinted at Wu Tie and the Wu family's son who quickly gathered behind him.

"Form a formation?" He shook his head gently, and Feng En said in a deep voice: "What great formation can you, a small barbarian country, have to let me see it? Haha, can you withstand this blow?"

Fanlong, Fan Kun and others on the side stepped on the clouds and had returned to the 100,000 disciples of Honglian Temple standing on the huge golden right palm. Hearing Feng En's laughter, Fanlong shouted sternly: "King Yin, be careful, don't be careless. The formation of this fang is quite mysterious."

After a pause and a little hesitant, Fanlong finally spoke, "The little monk's Vajra Sumeru Formation was broken by his evil formation."

Feng En's expression suddenly became much more serious, and he glanced at Fan Long in surprise.

Fanlong is the chief disciple of the contemporary Vajra Hall of Honglian Temple. The Vajra Hall is the martial arts hall dedicated to the outside world. The so-called Vajra Dharma protector is specifically designed to suppress all enemies who are dissatisfied with Honglian Temple and have malicious intentions.

The Vajra Sumeru Formation is famous, and I don’t know how many powerful monsters and monsters have been suppressed on all sides. Wu Tie can use the power of the formation to break through the Vajra Sumeru Formation, so Feng En cannot be careless.

"It's interesting." Feng En's iron rod in his hand 'boomed' and spewed out a large piece of flames. Then his body was also wrapped in flames, and he turned into a fire man.

Wu Tie gasped in a low breath, and 120,000 and three Wu family men formed a formation, and the rolling evil spirit condensed into an ancient god's shadows floating above the military formation, as if the actual evil spirits poured into Wu Tie's body. His Pangu's real body made a dull roar, which raised thousands of feet high.

"Big, is it useful?" Feng En looked at the huge Pangu real body standing in front of him, and turned into a fire and flew into the sky.

"Your Highness, how can you use a ox knife to kill a chicken?" Feng En took action very quickly, but someone faster than him took action. A general standing behind Feng En, wearing heavy armor, and a mountain of breath rushed out in front of Feng En, turned into a thunder, and crashed into Wu Tie fiercely.

This general, Nangong Sheng, is one of the three commanders of the million imperial guards directly under the Yin Palace, and is a member of the Nangong clan, a top general in the Sui Dynasty.

As soon as Nangong Sheng took action, the wind and thunder were strong in the void. He turned into thunder, and his escape light was extremely fast. A serrated mountain knife in his hand danced many thousands of times faster than a windmill. He swung the light of the sword in his sky and slashed at Wu Tie's neck.

Feng En smiled indifferently and stopped the escape light.

Wu Tie's strength, Feng En just made a move with Wu Tie. He knew that Wu Tie's strength was extremely strong, but he was still far inferior to himself.

However, after being accompanied by an unknown military formation, it is unknown how much strength Wu Tie has now. Instead of taking the risk of showing off his ugly head himself, having loyal subordinates take the initiative to verify Wu Tie's current quality for himself, it is also Pofu Feng En's thoughts.

Why do you raise so many soldiers, accumulate so many disciples, and raise so many minions?

Isn’t it just for someone to run for themselves if there is something to do?

If you have to take action on everything yourself... what's the fun of being the King of Yin? How could that high-ranking throne of the Divine Emperor be so attractive?

"This sword is great!" Feng En put down the iron rod and applauded: "Nangong, your cultivation has increased very quickly recently... This sword is already the ultimate of the 'sword'?"

The sword light is like a horse, like thunder, tearing open the void and shattering everything.

A tragic evil aura whizzed out from the sword light. A sea of ​​corpses and blood appeared in front of Wu Tie's eyes, and countless demons and monsters appeared. The artistic conception of this sword enveloped Wu Tie and the Wu family behind him, and waves of tragic sword intent rushed straight into the soul.

Nangong Sheng’s “Blade Path” is also a top genus in Sui Chao.

He once fought against the demon kingdom in Suiying Western Xinjiang. He slashed with a false sword, and the sword intent alone shocked the army of 680,000 demon kingdoms.

At this moment, Nangong Sheng took all his strength, and waves of sword spirit surged over like an angry wave. As long as Wu Tie's soul was shaken at all, the next sword light would tear him to pieces.

But at this moment, Wu Tie and the spirits of 120,000 and three Wu family men merged into one.

The soul power of 120,000 or four people solidified into an indestructible mountain, which was very cruel and heavy in front of waves of sword intent.

The sword intent attacked by wave after wave, but it did not harm this strong spiritual mountain.

Wu Tie's eyes emitting blood, and the huge, solidified mountain suddenly collided forward.

In the void, there was a phantom of a mountain with thousands of strange lights flashing. The sword lights in the sky hit the mountain. The sword light was thousands of feet away from Wu Tie's neck and it was shattered inch by inch.

A large piece of blood mist spurted out from Nangong Sheng's seven orifices. He looked at Wu Tie and the huge army formation behind him in horror, and shouted: "Good formation... can be among the best!"

Feng En's face was also ashen. He and the many imperial guards behind him discovered that the 120,000 and three Wu family men behind Wu Tie were actually in the divine realm... Moreover, there was no inferior god. Just looking at their aura, they were all "Heavenly Gods" entering the Tao!

"I'm crazy!" Feng En roared.

Wu Tie slapped out, and wherever his palm passed, the void along the way was blown up, and the cracks of the void swayed and flashed, cutting all things and breaking the laws. Nangong Sheng was like a butterfly in a hurricane, struggling hard in countless void turbulences.

He no longer cared about attacking Wu Tie, and he only wanted to return safely behind Feng En.

With a loud bang, Wu Tie's slap slapped heavily on Nangong Sheng.

The heavy armor of the innate spiritual weapon-level armor on Nangong Sheng was shattered with a "boom". Nangong Sheng roared in shock and anger. A crystal clear jade talisman in his hand suddenly appeared. He crushed the jade talisman and his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Chapter completed!