Chapter 273 Sanxiao is defeated, Grand Master is sad

Chapter 273 Sanxiao is defeated, Grand Master is sad

The mysterious man's soul trembled, and for a moment he seemed to have returned to his mother's arms. It seemed that all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

Immediately, the mysterious man was startled, and his soul hurriedly broke away from the strange feeling. A sense of horror also arose in his heart. With his own will, he was actually confused by others.

"The saint's methods are really powerful." The mysterious man took a closer look and saw a beautiful female figure appearing on the map of the country. He shook his head and said:

"I asked myself that my mind was still firm, but unexpectedly, I almost lost myself after just one word from the empress."

Nuwa is very beautiful. This beauty does not mean appearance. Of course, her appearance is also top-notch. Her beauty lies in her unique temperament. It is a kind of temperament that loves the common people. Whether they are humans or monsters, she treats them with compassion. Over time, she has formed a unique temperament that is unstoppable.

"The Human Emperor's mind is even more admirable."

Nuwa said calmly, and in one sentence she revealed the identity of the mysterious man, who was none other than King Zhou. She glanced at Lu Ya's body, and Nuwa had a look of helplessness on her face: "It's just that the Human Emperor's methods were too vicious."

"Lu Ya offended me first, so I took action to kill him. What's wrong with that?" King Zhou no longer concealed his identity and showed his true face, saying calmly.

"The Qi of Chengtang has been exhausted, and the rise of Zhou Dynasty and the demise of Shang Dynasty are due to the fate of heaven. Even if the human emperor is amazing and talented, he can't match the fate of heaven. However, if you kill him now, I hope you will not be afraid of him causing trouble for you in the future." Nuwa said lightly, and then glanced at Lu Ya's body.

King Zhou's expression condensed and he said: "What do you mean, empress? This Lu Ya has been killed by me, and he will never be my opponent in the future, so why should he come to trouble me?"

Nuwa glanced at him lightly and said, "Junior brother Lu Ya can't die so easily."

After saying that, she put away Lu Ya's body and the map of the country, and disappeared without waiting for King Zhou to ask.

"Junior brother Lu Ya? Nuwa, you actually call Lu Ya your junior brother. Does this Lu Ya have other identities? Could it be that the Lu Ya just now was just a clone, so where is the real Lu Ya now?"

On the same spot, King Zhou frowned, thinking about what Nuwa said before leaving. At this time, he remembered that in the legends he knew, Lu Ya seemed to have a very mysterious identity in the ancient times. Some said that he was the tenth prince of the Golden Crow, some said that Lu Ya was the spirit of innate Lihuo, and some books said that he was the master of Western Kunlun. Some say that Immortal Esan is the younger brother of Nuwa, Hongjun and Ancestor Hunkun. There are various legends. The most mysterious thing is the ancient rumor that "there was Pangu first and then Heaven, and Lu Ya Daojun came first."

"Forget it, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? So what about Lu Ya? If you dare to come to me for trouble, I will turn you into a dead crow!" King Zhou looked cold, then he put away the Donghuang Bell and turned to Fly towards the song.

In front of Sishui Pass, the Sanxiao sisters and Fairy Hanzhi and Fairy Caiyun from Sanxian Island came to the business camp and saw the miserable state of Zhao Gongming. He was blind, his energy and blood were withered, and he was only able to breathe his last breath. His life was ruined. Sanxiao was immediately furious and set up a great array of nine bends of the Yellow River in front of the pass. The turbid waves were emptied and the sky was filled with yellow sand. The divine formation was so powerful that it killed the gods from all directions and displayed its divine power.

Nezha, Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi and other three generations of disciples were all thrown into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation by Yunxiao using the Hunyuan Golden Dou. Even the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun of Chanjiao had his three flowers cut off by Hunyuan Jindou and became an immortal.

Later, Kong Xuan took action, and the five-color light shook the earth and wiped out everything. Hunyuan Jindou was very powerful, and Sanxiao's cultivation had not reached the quasi-sage. How could he fight against Kong Xuan who was in the quasi-sage realm? The five-color divine light swiped away Hunyuan. Golden Dou and Golden Dragon Scissors.

Without the magic weapon, Sanxiao's strength has been reduced by half. How can he fight against the immortals of Chanjiao? After only a few rounds, he was suppressed by the immortals of the Chan Cult.

Although Chanjiao is somewhat incapable of victory, this is a battlefield, and it is life and death, so how can there be fairness? During the calamity, since you are involved in it, you must be prepared to die.

In the Biyou Palace, many disciples were sitting around. The leader of Tongtian Cult was preaching on the couch. Suddenly, the fly whisk in his hand fell and hit the ground. The boy quickly stepped forward, picked it up and handed it to the leader. The leader of Tongtian didn't pick it up. Instead, he closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was extremely tired. Taoist Duobao and Our Lady Jin Ling had sad expressions on their eyes, Our Lady Guiling and Our Lady Wudang had angry faces, and many other disciples did not know the situation and did not dare to speak out.

The Jiuqu Yellow River Formation has been broken, and Nezha and other disciples have also been rescued, but their cultivation has now been shaved off and they have become mortal immortals. At this time, several rays of light of creation suddenly fell from the sky and fell on Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Qingxu Daodezhenjun and others. With just a few breaths, the cultivation levels of these people were restored to their original cultivation levels. Their cultivation level has just regressed, but their realm is still there. They only need to replenish their energy, and their cultivation level will recover naturally.

"Thank you so much, Teacher (Master)!" Qingxu Daodezhenjun and others quickly knelt down and bowed to the sky, shouting loudly.

"Today you have been stripped of the Dao fruit and lost your magical powers. You need to go back to the cave to sit quietly and comprehend, and understand the truth. If you can return to your roots in one day, your realm will be even better than before."

After saying that, Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was no longer heard. The disciples accepted the order and did not dare to say a word.

Ran Deng, Shen Gongbao, Guang Chengzi and other Chanjiao immortals continued to discuss the matter of defeating Chengtang's army.

In front of the Sishui Pass, the drums were beating loudly, the sound of horses was fierce, and the voice of the army was still powerful, but it revealed an infinite sadness.

On top of the chariot, King Wu himself was beating the drums, while the yellow sand was rolling below. There were 400,000 Zhou troops, 500,000 merchant troops, and hundreds of generals. The armor clanged, the drums criss-crossed, arrows flew like rain, and thousands of warriors fought.

This battle started from day to night, then from night to sunrise, then to sunset, and then to sunrise. Although the Shang army was large in number, among the Zhou army were Yang Jian, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha, and Wei Hu. , Lei Zhenzi, Su Hu and other Xiqi generals, all kinds of weapons and magic weapons are flying all over the sky, like a dragon entering the sea and a tiger emerging from the forest. One blow will kill a large area, which is unstoppable!

Wen Taishi was indeed brave, but there were very few good generals around him. How could he withstand the ferocity of the Zhou army? Immortals such as Hanzhi, Caiyun, Ji Li, and Yu Qing had also died in battle at this time. Taishi was helpless. We had no choice but to retreat towards Yanshan.

However, the immortals of the Shang Dynasty, such as Lu Bu, Song Que, Kou Zhong, Li Yuanba and others, were entangled by the immortals of the Chan Sect and were unable to escape for a while, or they were killed in battle. Although the immortals in the Shang Dynasty had amazing potential, the time they came to the ancient world was too short for them to grow up.

The Grand Master and others retreated to Yanshan Mountain, and after walking for another seven or eight miles, they saw a peak with a stone tablet in front of it, dozens of feet high and seven or eight feet wide. It was covered with heavy snow and no writing could be seen.

The grand master arrived at the foot of the stone tablet, waved his sleeves, and the strong wind blew away the snow, revealing three big characters:

Juelong Ridge!

When the grand master saw it, he hurriedly grabbed Qilin and stepped back more than ten steps. The grand master looked pale and was silent for a long time before he said: "I came down from the Biyou Palace that day. My master Jin Ling Sheng Sheng once said, I will never be able to do anything in my life." If you encounter the word 'Jue', you will die! Is it really impossible to violate God's will?"

The Grand Master showed sadness in his eyes, turned around and looked at the army behind him, and said: "I had an army of 600,000 to attack Zhou, but now there are only 200,000 left, and the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. Am I going to bury the army here today?"

At this time, the Zhou army, led by Shen Gongbao and others, came again and surrounded the Shang army outside Juelong Ridge. The armies of both sides fought again. Seeing that the Shang army was getting smaller and smaller, the Taishi Wen Zhong's eyes were completely broken. , fight vigorously and refuse to surrender.

Thousands of miles away, at the top of Shanghuang Peak, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit looked in the direction of Xiqi. There were faint tears in her eyes. She remained motionless, letting the mountain wind blow by, and her robes rustled.

Taoist Duobao held a fly whisk and stood beside him, feeling sad and silent, and sighed for a long time.

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Sorry, it’s Chapter 322: Sanxiao Defeat, I wrote it wrong! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!