The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

It turned out to be a disciple of Daoist Duobao, no wonder Baobao is so rich...

Hearing this, Lei Zhenzi's eyes showed a little hesitation, and the connection between thunder and lightning was broken for a moment; the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit saw the opportunity, the golden glow on her head flashed lightly, and her figure disappeared strangely in place.

There was no fluctuation in the universe, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit disappeared without a trace as if she had never existed before.

"where it goes!"

"Senior Brother Nezha, let's go back to the camp to discuss it, and it won't be too late to fight her again."

Lei Zhenzi greeted, although Nezha was a bit unwilling, he had to put away his gun and return to the camp.

After the two of them returned to Zhou Jun's formation, on the top of Jiamengguan City, the beautiful figure slowly appeared, staring at Zhou Jun below the city with displeasure on his face...

Jinxiaguan is actually a rare invisible spiritual treasure.

Behind the Holy Mother of Fire, the streets and roads in the city were full of people lying on both sides, their faces were emaciated, and they seemed to starve to death at any moment.

The sergeants patrolling the street could barely have a bite to eat, but they all looked hungry.

Even the soldiers guarding the city tower had sallow complexions and weak hands at this moment.

It has been 12 days since the city has been without food, and the people's food has already been requisitioned. If the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit hadn't ordered the food and grass to be distributed uniformly according to the head, it would have been impossible to persist until today.

Huang Feihu made a plan to cut off the food road, causing millions of ordinary people in Jiamengguan to suffer a lot.

In Zhou Jun's army formation, Nezha was holding his three most convenient spiritual treasures and sighed non-stop, while Lei Zhenzi and Deng Chanyu kept discussing something.

"Taoist Duobao's disciple, I've heard the name of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit before," Lei Zhenzi said in a low voice, "I tried it just now, and she's not too strong, so Nezha and I can deal with it together. But I'm afraid that killing her will cause Uncle Duobao."

Deng Chanyu thought for a while, she was considered a half monk, although she didn't know much about the prehistoric world.

"Prime Minister is currently fighting fiercely with a powerful enemy, so don't be distracted here," Deng Chanyu frowned and kept thinking, "If she can't be moved, it will be really difficult."

Lei Zhenzi said: "If we set up porridge sheds outside the city and let the hungry people in the pass break through, no matter how cruel and heartless the merchant army is, they will not kill the people in the city. Then the pass will be broken."

"Although this plan is good, we still have to beware of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit. She can arrange a large formation, and it is easy to deal with the people in the city."

Nezha said: "If there is nothing I can do, I'll go to the elder brother's side and invite a few uncles and uncles to come over. Most of them are watching the battle at the elder brother's side."

Just as Deng Chanyu was about to nod, Lei Zhenzi seemed to see something, and suddenly smiled with eyebrows.

"There is no need to look for it, the master is here!"

Nezha and Deng Chanyu looked up, and saw a white cloud slowly falling in the sky, on which stood a middle-aged scribe, dressed in Saoxia clothes, with a sapphire plaque hanging from his waist, with his hands behind his back, with an extraordinary demeanor.

Deng Chanyu ordered someone to notify the generals in the army, and the three hurried forward to salute.

"Meet the uncle!"

"I've seen the gods."

"There's no need to be too polite," Guang Chengzi said with a smile, "I'm just wandering around with nothing to do, and I see you frowning, but I'm thinking about how to break through this barrier?"

Nezha and Lei Zhenzi were a bit cautious, but Deng Chanyu was generous, cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Shangxian, we have been trapped in this pass for several months. The food and grass in the pass are gone, and the city was broken today. However, his guard is quite powerful and has a lot of background. We are all afraid, so we are here to discuss countermeasures."

Guang Chengzi asked: "How can this enemy follow?"

Nezha whispered beside him: "It's a disciple of Master Duobao, who calls himself the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit... There are hundreds of treasures, which are quite powerful."

Guang Chengzi was immediately teased by Nezha, and he taught him with earnestness and a warm voice: "Cultivators should take the Dao as their foundation, why do they have to discard the basics and chase after the last? Although treasures are good, a few pieces of body protection are enough."

Nezha hurriedly bowed his head obediently, "My disciple is taught."

"Today, I was thinking about how to lure the Jiejiao Immortal into disaster, and then I met this Holy Mother of Fire Spirit," Guang Chengzi didn't know what he was thinking, laughed at himself, sighed softly, and stared at Jiameng Pass.

The three juniors next to each other looked at each other, each somewhat puzzled.

There were more than a dozen heavyweight generals in the army rushing here, and Deng Jiugong took the lead.

But before this Azure Dragon Star rushed to this side, Guang Chengzi's figure had disappeared with the wind.

Guang Chengzi's voice was circulating in place.

"I will personally take the life of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, and wait for the preparations to march."

As the voice fell, Guang Chengzi had already appeared on Jiameng Pass, his robes swaying slightly, and the precious clothes on his body were shining brightly.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked up, her heart was full of horror, seeing Guang Chengzi's figure locked by Guang Chengzi's breath, she couldn't help trembling slightly twice.

"Huo Ling, let me use your life to enter the list of gods with peace of mind."

With a soft sigh, Guang Chengzi reached forward with his left hand, and gently pressed downward.

Under his feet, a big seal slowly appeared, it was a thousand feet high, and the light was shining on it, but the upper half of the fairy mountain was full of cracks.

As if the Great Seal of Fantian had broken the ridge of the sky, it slowly pressed down against the city wall of Jiameng Pass!

The face of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit turned pale, and she jumped up again, but she was facing the Great Seal of Heaven!

Outside Jiameng Pass, Nezha and the others witnessed this scene, and inexplicably paid more respect to the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit in their hearts.

The tiny figure and countless trembling creatures under the great seal added inexplicable sadness to this moment of silence.

The golden glow crown on her head burst into golden light, enveloping her whole body, and quickly squeezed the magic formula with both hands, but she was still hundreds of meters away from the big seal above, when she suddenly spurted blood, and her whole body trembled with mana.

It took only a few hundred feet for the big seal to fall, and the eyes of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit faced the star map shining at the bottom of the big seal, and the divine light in her eyes quickly faded away.

In fact, all these things were just between lightning and flint, Guang Chengzi waved his hand to the bottom, and the Great Seal of Heaven came down, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit wanted to resist, but was shocked to death by the Great Seal.

Dayin didn't stop, and smashed the high wall of Jiameng Pass against the body of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Amidst the bang, the city wall of Jiamengguan was smashed into the ground like a wedge, parallel to the ground.

What was even more astonishing was that after the Great Seal disappeared, the group of merchant soldiers on the city wall of Jiameng Pass were unharmed, and they all stared blankly at the ground outside the 'female wall'.

The majestic high wall of Jiamengguan has now become a three-foot high female wall...

The figure of Guang Chengzi fell slowly, and the corpse of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was lying on the tower, her eyes were wide open, and there was still unwillingness and resentment in her eyes.

Guang Chengzi stood beside her dead body in silence.

He had to do some things, because he was the first disciple of teaching, the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and also the senior brother and uncle trusted by all the disciples in the sect.

"Killing you is not what I want, a catastrophe is not perfect."

Guang Chengzi sighed softly, raised his hand to take the golden cloud crown on the head of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit into his hand, and waved his sleeve again, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had turned into an empty fairy body, turned into pieces of ashes, and dissipated with the wind.

There was a chaotic sound of clanging, and all the soldiers of the merchant army on the city wall threw down their weapons and slowly knelt down on the ground.

In the city, all the army formations preparing for war are like this.

There were wailing, sobbing, and the unstoppable crying of babies...

"well."

With another sigh, Guang Chengzi's figure disappeared again. Such a person has come and gone without a trace, and he doesn't know where he went after taking the golden glow crown.

Deng Chanyu yelled: "Accept surrendered soldiers, and distribute food in the city! If there are any rebels, they will be shot and killed. If my Zhou army kills innocent people indiscriminately, we will deal with them by military law!"

"Here!"

General Zhou who came here led his orders and returned. Zhou's army moved out slowly, and the wooden carts transporting grain were guarded by the army and entered Jiameng Pass.

It was a battle, Jiamengguan blocked Zhou Guonan's army for half a year, and was cut off by the Zhou army. The food and grass were exhausted for 12 days, and the city broke down and surrendered.

The Zhou army distributed food to save the people, and the more than 400,000 soldiers of the Shang army surrendered, and the army of the South Road suddenly rose.

Deng Chanyu asked for help, not soldiers, but food and grass; Jiang Ziya, who was in charge of the grain road at the rear, allocated a large amount of food and grass to support Jiamengguan overnight, and because there was no shortage of troops on the southern line, Wu Wangji ordered another 300,000 soldiers to reinforce the army on the east road.

So far, the third road of Dashang was completely broken by Zhou Jun, and Zhou Jun was besieging Chaoge City.

A few days later, the news spread to Chaoge City, and Di Xin, who had just held a banquet to celebrate Kong Xuan's arrest of Yang Jian for several months, suddenly changed color.

After Jiameng Pass, Zhou Nanlu's army only needed to conquer three weak points and take dozens of cities along the way, before they could march to Chaoge City.

The sense of crisis of the collapse of the big business has never been so clear.

More than 60% of the merchants in Chaoge City have fled, almost as soon as the Jiameng Pass was broken, Chaoge City has been depressed for a few days and nights.

Fortunately, King Wu held the banner of benevolence and righteousness, and the people and slaves were fairly stable, otherwise Chaoge City must have been half empty by now...

...

In front of Jinji Ridge.

Yang Jian walked out of the tent for the eighth time, with stubble all over his face and sunken eyes. At this time, he looked very tired, but there was a gleam in his eyes, adding a bit of majesty to his body that made people dare not look directly at him.

"How is the military situation?"

This seems to be a habit.

"Prime Minister! Jiamengguan great victory! Five days ago, with the help of immortals, 400,000 merchants surrendered directly, and none of our soldiers were injured!" Huang Feihu's eyebrows were about to fly, and he excitedly presented the battle report brought back by Nezha.

Yang Jian was overjoyed at first, took the battle report in his hand, read it carefully, his expression gradually became serious.

Great victory is a good thing, and it is also a surprise to recruit 400,000 merchants, but...

Uncle Guangchengzi personally killed the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and took away the treasure Jinxia Crown of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. What is his intention?

Could it be...

Yang Jian vaguely remembered that in the original story of Conferred Gods, Jiejiao avoided fighting at the beginning, mainly relying on Shen Gongbao's "Daoist friends, please stay behind" to pull Jiejiao immortals into robbery, and the two sides gradually started fighting.

But the real trigger seems to be that Guang Chengzi killed the disciple of Daoist Duobao, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Just kill it. After all, Zhao Gongming and San Xiao entered the list of gods. The leader of Tongtian only restrained his disciples.

But unfortunately...

Guang Chengzi went to Biyou Palace to find the leader of Tongtian to "confess", and in the name of returning the Jinxia crown, he injured the Guiling Holy Mother in Biyou Palace, and he just relied on his own "reason" to retreat on Jinao Island.

This kind of provocation angered all the immortals of Jiejiao, and also angered Master Tongtian, so Master Tongtian led all his disciples to block the way with the Immortal Execution Sword Formation!

Thinking of this, Yang Jian clenched his fists inexplicably.

Why……

Zhao Gongming's self-introduction of teachings has always been thinking in his heart that Taoism is one, and the three religions are not separated; while Guang Chengzi, the first disciple of elucidating teachings, insists on provoking a real catastrophe!

Daomen is one body...

Three religions do not separate families...

The clenched fists were clenched and did not loosen, Yang Jian put on the almost broken Aoxuehan and stepped out of the camp.

"Kong Xuan! The winner is determined today!"

"Why not!" Kong Xuan got up, and there was still some vanity around his body that he forcibly incorporated into his body. At this time, he was still so handsome, as if he was not eating fireworks.

Two figures shot straight into the sky.

Ninth battle!

Yang Jian knew that Guang Chengzi was going to spark the flames of interception, and this battle was his only chance to defeat Kong Xuan, otherwise, considering the overall situation, he could only let the Western Sect intervene as he wished.

At this time, Kong Xuan's mana has recovered only 70%, which is the advantage that Lien Chan has expanded step by step to this day.

In the void, Yang Jian stared at the figure shrouded in five-color divine light thousands of miles away.

"You and I may live or die."

Kong Xuan smiled freely, and the phoenix sword in his hand burst into real fire, making up for his lack of mana.

"I don't die, I don't return, I don't return!"

As soon as the words fell, the two figures disappeared, and phantoms of collisions appeared everywhere in the void.

There is nothing in the void, but at this moment, it is like a huge volcano erupting under the four seas, and there are eruptions of energy everywhere, and the universe is collapsing one after another!

It wasn't just Yang Jian who made a breakthrough.

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