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Chapter 42 Ten Absolute Formations (yesterday's..)

When the famous characters have one more word, it will be a tragedy: the madman is. Diary, the overlord should not make a big deal, Harry Potter, the big bang of life, the swan jumps into the lake, the city in the twilight, when happiness comes to knock on the anus, the authentic wild, the war, the camellia girl, the god of death is not coming, the 300 warriors on the day of the Spartan, the martial arts affair, Dorae Voyeur, happiness is like a chrysanthemum, the brothel of Notre Dame Paris, on the lasting wild, the war...

At this moment, the prince was holding a book in his hand and saw the book "Huang Ting Jing". But if you look good, you will see a bright moon between the courtyard and the meridian... It is Huang Ting's menstruation!

Everyone in Ziwei Island is now waiting a little moldy. Bixiao sticks to Zhang Zilong all day long: "Let me out...Let me out..." The prince felt like a human trafficker...

On this day, I finally received the order from the Primitive Heavenly Lord: All the members will be dispatched!

A group of people rushed towards the Shang and Zhou battlefield like wild horses. Why... The Ten Heavenly Lord of the Jie Sect set up the Ten Absolute Formation, waiting for the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect to break the formation!

The Ten Heavenly Lords are Qin Tianjun, Zhao Tianjun, Dong Tianjun, Yuan Tianjun, Golden Light Holy Mother, Sun Tianjun, Bai Tianjun, Yao Tianjun, Wang Tianjun, and Zhang Tianjun. Each of them is a Taiyi Golden Immortal-level figure. Because they are devoted to studying the way of Tongtian formation, everyone has a powerful formation in their hands.

The Chan Sect and the Jie Sect did not want to suffer too many casualties, so they agreed to establish a formation and break the formation. As long as they win, they would not be able to send monks to interfere with the war between the two countries until the next pass.

However, Zhang Zilong and his disciples only left Xuannv to guard Ziwei Island. In fact, the prince did not want Xuannv to be involved in the great disaster. After all, strictly speaking, the Nine Heavens Xuannv is not a disciple of the Anarchy Sect, and can escape.

The four of them traveled together at night and in just half a day, they crossed the vast land from the East China Sea to Zhouying. It can be seen how fast the people from the Prince's lineage were in the method of flying clouds and fog.

Jiang Ziya personally led three generations of disciples and Zhou army generals to greet him, and brought Zhang Zilong and the four of them to the main tent.

I saw that the twelve golden immortals of the Academic Sect had all arrived, and there was a disciple standing behind them. Zhang Zilong also sat in the first position of the lower head. He had no complaints about the people present. Although sometimes the people in the immortal world had to be qualified, in reality, strength was respected. Otherwise, Cunti would not have said that Emperor Yedu would be the predecessor of the Medicine Buddha.

"Haha, the senior brothers are here quickly, and I'm delaying my journey." Zhang Zilong smiled and bowed to everyone.

Yu Ding glanced at her mouth: "Come on, Junior Brother Yulong, we brothers were on the road early. Master's order was given to us in advance. Don't you know?" The others nodded very loudly, which made the Sanxiao sister very embarrassed, because the eyes of these masters were obviously envious and jealous of the flying magic of the Jade Dragon lineage.

Unfortunately, the prince was never used to being taken advantage of by others, so he only liked to take advantage of others: "Hehe, okay, everyone is here, right? It's time to discuss the Ten Absolute Formation of Jie Sect..." Then he talked endlessly with Jiang Ziya. Jiang Shang swept everyone present and always felt that something was missing. But seeing Zhang Zilong like this, he suppressed his doubts and gradually penetrated into the battle situation.

Everyone was having fun, and suddenly a voice echoed in the sky: "One day, auspicious light sways, five-color auspicious clouds cannot fly; the nine sounds of deer sounds in the sky, purple luster color is beautiful, and thousands of layers of leaves are beautiful. The middle gate shows the real person's appearance, and the strange face is separated by itself; the god dances in the rainbow and the brightness of the Han sky, and the treasures are hanging on the waist without birth and death. The lights are burning at the bottom of the Mount Lingjiu, and when they go to the Peach to add a longevity field."

Jiang Ziya slapped his head: "Oh, Uncle Randeng hasn't come yet, but he is rude!"

After saying that, he got up to greet him. Unfortunately, none of the Golden Immortals, even the three generations of disciples, followed him. At a rough look, there were Golden Immortals picking their earwax. Some of them were having a lot of fun just now, but now they were snoring. The most evil one was the Taoist Cihang, who looked at everyone with a blank look on his face: "Ran Deng? Who is Ran Deng?"

Jiang Ziya had no choice but to run outside the tent alone.

I saw an old Taoist slowly floating down from the sky, crossing the deer and riding the clouds, and the fragrance of the wind attacked. The appearance was strange and strange! To put it bluntly, it looked ugly.

"Uncle Master has finally arrived. I have been waiting for a long time. You are here, haha..." Jiang Ziya, who was very thick-skinned, directly ignored the fact that he had just forgotten Randeng and greeted Randeng with Haha.

Randeng raised his head very much, Feng Qingyun nodded, and then walked towards the tent first.

Jiang Ziya rolled her eyes: What a stupid x...

When Ziya returned to the camp again, she found that Ran Deng was sitting in the main seat without any hesitation, so she had to add another cushion next to Zhang Zilong.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Ran Deng coughed gently: "Okay, now we are here by order to break the Ten Abyssal Formation of the Jie Sect. Jiang Shang, you have been in contact with the Jie Sect for a lot of times, so let's explain to you what the Ten Abyssal Formation is." The posture of the deputy leader of the Yisect Sect was extremely arrogant, but unfortunately no one sold his account.

Bixiao burst into laughter: "Uncle Master, why don't you even know the Ten Abyssal Formation. The Tianjue Formation is the innate number of the Tongtian Sect, which has the innate clear energy. The chaos is hidden inside, and there are three inches of heaven, earth and man, and it is combined into one qi. If a person enters this formation, there is a place of thunder and dust. If the immortal way meets this place, his limbs will be shattered, so it is called heaven, earth and man. The earthly formation also contains a thick body according to the number of the earthly Tao, which shows the wonder of hidden leaping, and there is a red song hidden inside, which will cause fire to rise. When the mortal immortal enters this formation, there is no reason for resurrection. Even if there is the wonderful technique of the five elements, how can he escape this disaster?..." After talking for a long time, he was thirsty in the end, and then he saw that Lan Deng's old face was already dark.

"Haha, I'm so lonely and lonely..." Ran Deng smiled hard, but cursed the bastard in his heart and didn't know how to be polite. However, Zhang Zilong was staring at him and even dared not scold him if he had the courage.

The disciples of the Chan Cult here were laughing. In fact, these were all what Jiang Ziya told them just now, but everyone was so happy to read Ran Deng's joke, so they simply kept silent.

Seeing that there was some dismal situation, Jiang Ziya quickly came out to ease the atmosphere: "Now that all the powerful people in my teaching have arrived, I will wait until tomorrow to break the formation. Now let my junior brother prepare a banquet to welcome you..."

It was the night when Zhouying sang and danced happily. The immortals proved the Taoist Dharma to each other and were very happy to chat. Only Randeng secretly left the camp and left Zhouying sneakily, not knowing what to do.

After Randeng left, Zhang Zilong's figure slowly appeared from the night sky: "Hmph, old guy, want to go out to fight Qiufeng secretly and sow discord? You Western sect have only this ability... Look at the end of the gods this time, I won't kill you!"

Zhang Zilong, who is familiar with history, naturally knew Ran Deng’s plan. This guy was nothing more than taking a fancy to Zhao Gongming’s twenty-four Dinghai Dinghai Dingzhu, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill Zhao Gongming, and by the way, provoking the hatred of the two sects and weakening the power of the two sects!

"Let's go and see you first, haha, but Zhao Gongming's life... We'd better save it! Well, it seems that Lu Ya is going to harm Zhao Gongming, but this prince is here, no one of you can do it!" Thinking of Lu Ya, he remembered that he was threatened by Nuwa. The Queen of the Gods would be a follower for five hundred years, and by the way, he also lost a clone of Lu Jue. Now the little golden crow should have regained his body? Is that the one who nailed Zhao Gongming to death in the Gods?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zilong looked at the Imperial Palace with a little meaning, as if he wanted the two sects of Chanjie to lose their vitality, not only Buddhism... Nuwa didn't take good intentions, right?

Forget it, looking at Ran Deng flying further and further, Zhang Zilong's body turned into a green bird, and quickly caught up with Ran Deng Taoist.

"I hope that woman Nuwa will not play tricks in the Zhuxian Formation, otherwise I will slaughter thousands of people in your demon clan!"
Chapter completed!
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