Chapter 576 Who Can Have No Hate Since Ancient Times?

The strong wind is going east, and the ancient heroic spirit of Burma has once asked the sky with his vertical sword.

On the thirty-ninth day of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, only the sixth floor and the seventh floor where the last Tongtian leader is left in the seven major formations.

Thousands of miles around, due to days of battles, the landscape has been changed countless times, mountains and rivers have collapsed, and the city has been emptied of people.

Perhaps the only thing that can't be burned is the ashes, and the only thing that can't be cleared by the sky thunder is the lingering cloud in the sky.

With the sound of rumbling war drums, millions of Zhou's troops moved mountains and seas, and the flags fluttered towards the east. The tail of the flag was like a sword blade, as if to tear open the sky in the east.

On the eastern edge of the broken land hundreds of miles away, a large array is shining with light purple light, constantly absorbing the vitality of the world, like a fortress built of vitality.

Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, the sixth level.

On the day King Wu arrived at the front line, he received all the immortals of Chanjiao, paid homage to Kunlun Mountain, and determined Chanjiao to be the teaching to protect the country, blessed by the luck of the emperor.

So Immortal Chanjiao formed a formation to attack and broke through the fifth layer of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation; while the Immortal Jiejiao seemed to be about to make a final effort, as soon as the fifth major formation was broken, he returned to the back formation, and did not confront Chanjiao head-on.

In this way, all the immortals of Jiejiao at this time were gathered in the sixth formation, followed by Master Tongtian.

It is bound to be an uphill battle.

In front of the Zhou army, King Wu was riding a black horse, beside him was Huang Feihu riding a five-colored bull, and Princess Longji and Lei Zhenzi who were arranged by Yang Jian to protect King Wu.

Just a word from Yang Jian, Long Ji and Lei Zhenzi seem to have nothing to do with the dangerous decisive battle that is about to start.

"Where is the prime minister?"

King Wu kept in mind Yang Jian's previous instructions, and shouted loudly into the air at this time.

The dark clouds broke, and hundreds of figures of the teaching immortals stayed in the air, nearly half less than a month ago...

Yang Jian came riding the clouds, holding a three-pointed and two-edged spear, bowed his head to King Wu, and said: "The minister is here!"

"Today, all the immortal families came to help Gu Gu break this battle, and went east to crusade against King Wudao. I am here to thank all the immortal families on behalf of all the people in the world. I don't know the prime minister, but is there anything that Gu can help the immortal family?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "If your majesty doesn't mind it, you should hold a flag. If the flag doesn't fall, Zhou's fortune will be prosperous!"

"Come on, bring the flag!"

King Wu dismounted from his horse, walked to the front of the formation with a vigorous figure, shouted, and immediately two soldiers carried the Zhou character banner.

Standing on the flag, King Wu said: "Why doesn't the wind come!?"

After saying that, the westerly wind is grinning, and the flag is fluttering in the wind.

King Wu said again: "Why doesn't God help you!"

After saying that, I saw the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and suddenly hundreds of thunderbolts with purple awns slashed down on the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation!

The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation trembled a few times!

"I, Zhou Guoerlang, wave the flag for the immortals! The drums will not be heard, and the sound will not fall. May the immortals wipe out the stubborn enemies, open up a bright and prosperous world for our human race, and return peace to the people of Nanzhou!"

Yang Jian clasped his fists and shouted: "Follow the king's order!"

Huang Feihu drew his long sword out of its sheath, sat on top of the five-color divine bull and raised it high, roaring: "We must win!"

Thousands of Zhou soldiers shouted loudly, but after a few sounds, the waves merged into one, pushing mountains and seas towards the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation! Push to Tongguan! Push towards Chaoge City!

In the Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, all the immortals of Jiejiao were angry, obviously outraged by the 'despicable tricks' of Chanjiao.

On the city wall of Tongguan, the enchanting concubine Daji couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry when she saw this, while Shen Gongbao stood aside and kept moaning softly, with a faint smile on her lips.

In Chaoge City, King Zhou sat on a high platform, drowsy, with a wet white cloth on his forehead, and the ministers in the hall kept whispering to each other.

Just like the number of immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is decreasing every day, the number of ministers in the court hall of Chaoge City is also decreasing every day.

Instead of being beheaded, he fled overnight with his family and mouth.

Before Lintong Pass, the peak battle of the Taoist catastrophe, there may be a battle of saints today, and within thousands of miles around, many ancient powers are already watching.

For example, Zhunti, the second leader of the Western religion, Zhen Yuanzi who lives in seclusion in the border of Central China, and Asura who has been lurking in the sea of ​​blood in the nether world for a long time... have all revealed their traces.

The immortals of Jiejiao once again gathered battle formations, but today they could barely make up five battle formations, and there were indeed not a few immortals who were lost before.

Yang Jian stood in front of the five formations and bowed to the immortals from a distance, this was because of his status as the prime minister of Zhou Guo.

"Uncle, please."

Yang Jian made a gesture of invitation, while Guang Chengzi stepped forward, glanced at all the disciples, closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"After all, we have to make a break with Jiejiao, fellow Taoists, after this period of fighting, we will meet again in Yuxu Palace to discuss Taoism."

After saying that, he turned around suddenly, and held up the Fantian Seal with his left hand.

Despite the shouts of the three armies and the clamor of mortals, the immortals slowly approached the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation silently.

After educating the immortals, Daoist Yuding and Master Xuandu walked on the clouds, Yuding's face was a little gloomy, as if it was in his mood.

So far, Master Yuding has only defeated the immortal body of Jiejiao in the formation of ten thousand immortals, and let those primordial spirits survive.

"Don't forget to save some strength later, after breaking the big formation, you and I will find someone to fight against each other." Xuandu's lips did not move, and a voice came into the ears of Master Yuding.

Yu Ding nodded slightly, but didn't say anything.

Yang Jian stood in front of the battle formation formed by three generations of disciples. This battle formation seemed to be the weakest, but it was not the weakest of the five formations.

The leader of the battle is Huanglong Taoist, who was entrusted by the evangelists to take care of the disciples.

At this moment, Taoist Huanglong's face was tense, his eyes were fixed, and his palms were slightly sweating.

Nezha and Wei Hu are at the forefront of the battle. They are much more relaxed, chatting and laughing happily.

Before the Great War, the immortals were in various forms, although they were weak, they also had the various forms of sentient beings.

Yang Jian lowered his head to look at the Zhou army formation, and Ao Xinke was mixed in the Zhou army, as well as Xiao Lan, and many scattered immortals whom he deliberately left in the formation, such as Xiao Sheng.

In this battle, the Jiejiao Immortal has no way to retreat, and the two sides really want to fight to the end.

The power of the six soul banners has already begun to make Yang Jian unable to deal with it. Although King Wu seems to be safe and sound today, it is because Long Ji used immortal techniques to stabilize his soul.

Can't delay, can't wait.

This Daoist catastrophe seems to be the final one today.

Yang Jian grasped the barrel of the long spear tightly, felt the lines of the dragon spear on his palms, and felt a faint warmth on his forehead.

Then, Yang Jian stepped back and joined the battle formation of the three generations of disciples. Wei Hu and Nezha restrained their smiles, stepped back half a step each, and gave Yang Jian the front line of the formation.

This is the first time for Yang Jian to borrow the power of the battle formation.

"All three generations of disciples obey orders!"

Yang Jian yelled: "I will conquer the big formation later, so that the elders of the sect can accumulate more mana to deal with the immortal!"

"good!"

"Here!"

Tu Xingsun jumped up and shouted: "Eldest brother is right! We will not drag you back!"

Huang Tianhua next to him rolled his eyes, but he didn't say anything depressing.

This arrangement was actually made a few days ago.

Yang Jian has the charm of opening the heavens and the powerful mysterious body. Under the guidance of Taoist Huanglong, he can gather the power of the great formation on himself.

The disciples of the third generation who have exhausted their mana do not need to enter the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation to fight, they can recover their mana on their own, and they are also protecting these disciples in a disguised form.

In fact, for today, Guang Chengzi has done too many calculations and made too many arrangements.

In order to make the disciples of Chanjiao less vulnerable, Guang Chengzi has been thinking about how to consume more of the strength of Jiejiao. From the appearance of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao Qi Qi in the battle of the ten best battles, to Guang Chengzi directly ordering all his juniors to besiege Zhao Gongming, it can be seen that he is thinking about it.

He is a big brother of explaining education, so there is nothing wrong with such a plan.

That's all.

Yang Jian sometimes looks down on the various actions of this master uncle, for example, Guang Chengzi deliberately angered Jiejiao and provoked the Zhuxian Sword Formation...

If the Zhuxian Sword Formation hadn't been broken by the four saints, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation were used at the same time, and the Chanjiao and Xijiao joined forces, they would have fallen into a quagmire of bitter fighting.

Isn't it the teacher of Emperor Xuanyuan, the first immortal in Yuxu Palace to strike the bell, that the victory or defeat that has gradually become apparent now was achieved step by step?

He might also want to wave his sleeves, just to show his superior demeanor, so how can Chanjiao beat the interception of Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court in the Conferred God War?

Therefore, Yang Jian has some admiration for Guang Chengzi.

The big formation moved forward slowly, and the four formations in front 'opened' to the left and right, and Yang Jian gradually approached the Ten Thousand Immortals formation with all three generations of disciples.

Three miles away, Yang Jian stopped, his eyes fell on him, and on the disciples behind him.

Yang Jian suddenly murmured in a low voice: "Isn't there only more than 300 positions on the list of gods? Why have so many Taoist immortals been killed or injured today?"

When did the situation get out of hand?

Perhaps it started from the Zhuxian Sword Formation, from the battle of saints, so that the battle of conferred gods completely turned into an internal struggle among Taoists.

Wei Hu said: "Brother..."

"Where are the disciples' mana!"

Yang Jian took a deep breath, his robe bulging all over his body, his long hair and the hem of his robe swept up at the same time.

That's right, he doesn't care what to do, he only needs to do everything arranged by the teacher.

Because it can't go wrong.

It is the master Yuding who gave him everything, and the master is the Twelve Golden Immortals who explain life and death, so what does it have to do with him?

However, there is always some unbearable in my heart.

At this time, the profound energy and mysterious handles that are full of mysterious body gather towards the arm, and the eighty-one mysterious beads seem to be able to perform the changes of the world, exhaust the mysterious path, and continuously shine with different halos.

In Yang Jian's mind, the big man standing upright appeared in his heart, which was the scene that would appear before performing the nine movements of unfolding the sky.

Standing at the giant's feet, Yang Jian still felt that he was as small as an ant, so insignificant...

‘Is there anything you can’t help but have to do? '

Muttering softly from the bottom of his heart, the towering giant tapped its head and neck lightly as if it had sensed something.

Suddenly there was a picture in front of Yang Jian, it was a man in white clothes, he was smiling, but his body was surrounded by a wave of filth.

'Pan, behead me, don't let them insult my spirit. '

The giant didn't say a word, but slowly raised the big axe, and slashed at the white shadow.

After one blow of the axe, the white shadow dissipated, and the giant looked down at his axe and sighed deeply.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

The rhythm of opening heaven and dao lingers all over the body, and the profound handle and profound energy seem to be sublimated for a moment!

Yang Jian pursed his lips, his eyes were bloodshot, and he held up the spear with both hands, pulling his own power and the almost endless mana coming from behind him!

The seventh form!

cut!

An arc of light that dimmed the world suddenly bloomed in front of the battle formation, wrinkling the universe like a curtain, and shattering it in an instant!

It was this slash that dragged a long void and pitch-black hole, smashing towards the light wall on the sixth layer of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation that was constantly trembling!

Yuding, Xuandu, and Guangchengzi fought on all sides, and hundreds of evangelists, who had no plans before, attacked at the same time!