Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

Chapter 228 How can a battle among cultivators be called a sneak attack!
"This child is Taiyi's disciple, hold back, hold back!"

Puxian tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and then looked up and down the gold and silver, with doubts flashing in his eyes.

after that,

He asked, "Isn't there a magic weapon in the shape of a bellyband in Taiyi's place? Didn't he give it to you?"

"Yes, I thought it was ugly, so I didn't wear it!"

Jinyin, who was lying on the ground waiting to recover, told the truth, but immediately after that he felt something was wrong.

Pu Xian is very familiar with this question?

It seems that someone is asking!

"you……"

Just when Jin Yin was thinking about it and Pu Xian was trembling with anger, the hurried figure of a dragon beard and a tiger suddenly appeared in the distance.

"Uncle Puxian, it's not good..."

The reckless dragon-bearded tiger didn't notice Puxian's state, but grabbed Puxian's shoulders and pulled hard at the same time!

puff!
The wound on Puxian's stomach that had just been sealed was pulled away by this pull, and the blood of the Taiyi realm was sprayed with gold and silver again...

"uh-huh!"

Feeling the body nourished by blood, Jinyin made a sideways voice.

this voice,
Wu Ji, Huang Tianhua and Huang Tianlu are very familiar!
When all eyes were on Jinyin, embarrassment appeared on Jinyin's face!
At this time,

When Jin Zha saw Puxian's intestines appeared, he exclaimed loudly: "Master, your intestines are coming out!"

……

After half a day,
Puxian, who was being carried up, looked at Jiang Ziya who was lying on the ground, his body was so cold, his eyes became extremely solemn.

He looked at Longxuhu and asked in a deep voice: "When you found your master, was he like this?"

Long Xuhu cried and said: "Yes, Master, why do I feel that Master is dead?"

"Don't cry, your master is doomed to have the catastrophe of 'three deaths and seven disasters', this is the first catastrophe, don't worry, he won't die!"

Puxian comforted Longxuhu, then looked at Jinzha and asked, "Where's your master?"

"do not know!"

Jin Zha also said anxiously: "After we killed Wang Mo, I separated from Master, but I just found out that Master is missing!"

As Jin Zha said, a handful of broken jade bottles appeared in his hand, and he said with tears in his eyes, "Uncle, I found this by the side of Uncle Ziya!"

see,

A look of worry appeared on Puxian's face, and he frowned and said, "The soul bottle is actually broken?"

now,

The worry on Puxian's face is real worry, because in the small group of teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals, Manjusri, Puxian, and Cihang have always advanced and retreated together.

This time Manjusri disappeared strangely, and Pu Xian immediately noticed something was wrong!
but,
And who can silently take away Manjusri who has reached the peak of Taiyi Realm?
This put Pu Xian in a dilemma!

At this time,

Jin Zha seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked at Puxian and asked, "Master, do you think he is that Taoist?"

Pu Xian showed doubts on his face, and asked, "Taoist? Which Taoist?"

"It's the idiot that my younger brother Nezha said earlier!"

"You mean him?"

After hearing this, Puxian's eyes flickered coldly, but after looking at the wound on his stomach, he sighed helplessly.

after that,

Puxian looked at Jinzha, Muzha, Jinyin who had already been wooded, and King Wu Jifa beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Go and look for it first, and you must find the soul of Manjushri and Junior Brother Ziya no matter what. !"

"If I can't find it within five days, I can only notify Kunlun!"

Pu Xian didn't want to procrastinate, because his intuition told him that Manjusri might be in trouble.

But he couldn't help it,

I was injured, and I couldn't use my mana to notify Kunlun, otherwise my stomach would burst again!
That damn gold and silver,
He should have been cut into slices, fried in a pan and eaten!
Gan!
As if sensing Pu Xian's murderous intent, the three of Jin Zha responded loudly after hearing this: "Yes, uncle!"

Ji Fa thought for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for the trouble!"

Through the previous battle, he clearly realized that without the help of the teaching, it would be impossible for him to defeat the Yin Shang people.

don't talk about others,

The Zhang Guifang from before alone has already made them all out, not to mention that there are many people who are stronger than Zhang Guifang in Yin Shang!
Therefore,
If he wants to be the No. 1 in the prehistoric world, he must hold on to the thighs of Chanjiao!
On the same day,

Countless people rushed out of Zhouying to look for Manjusri and the others!
At this time,
Zhunti, who noticed Zhou Ying's movement, his old face had already become the bottom of the pot.

He looked at the hilltop in the distance, and at Pu Xian who was still trying to find that 'Taoist'...

Zhunti suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears!

This Puxian,

Is it a pig brain?
……

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
at the same time,

On a mountain eighty miles away from Zhouying, in an extremely imperceptible cave, there were bursts of scalp-numbing sounds.

It was also mixed with the tearing of flesh and blood, and Manjusri's screams!
now,

Manjusri looked at the strange face in front of him, waving a very ordinary-looking rattan,

As well as the pain from his body, and the feeling that with each whip, his cultivation has disappeared for a hundred years...

The heart instantly rose to the throat!

He is so familiar with this situation now...

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi and Qingxu Daodezhenjun have all been whipped before, even if he has not been beaten, he can recognize this thorny vine at a glance!

Then,
In order not to let himself fall into the miserable end like the three of Guangchengzi, Manjusri endured the severe pain in his body, and said loudly to the person in front of him——

"Pindao is Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. You let the poor way go, and the poor way promises you the art of longevity!"

Snapped!
The power of the cane suddenly soared, and a bloody wound was drawn on his back!
"Don't fight, if you have something to say, as long as you release the poor..."

Snapped!
The cane lashed at his chest fiercely, tearing a deep gash in his chest!

"Pindao fuck... boy, if you let go of the poor, we will fight each other, what kind of a hero are you to sneak attack on the poor!"

Swish!
The figure holding the cane suddenly paused, instantly making Manjusri feel the hope of life.

Just when he was about to continue speaking, the silent figure made a muffled voice——

"Sneak attack? When you dealt with Wang Mo not long ago, didn't you also succeed in a sneak attack!"

"I……"

After hearing this, Manjusri was dumbfounded. He really wanted to say, "How can a battle among cultivators be considered a sneak attack?"

Snapped!
The thorns and vines of Mo De's emotions slapped his face fiercely, and the sophistry that was about to blurt out turned into a scream in an instant!
The cry is like a startling rainbow, piercing the sky!
……

at the same time,

chaoge,

People's Palace!
Looking at the blood-stained Lielong Pofenggun standing in front of him, he was silent for a long time!
Don't ask why Zhang Guifang's weapon appeared here, Di Xin was also very strange about it. When he first saw it, he thought someone was going to assassinate him!

but,
Looking at the blood stained on the gun, Di Xin's eyes flashed with grief, he grabbed the spear and said in a trembling voice: "General Zhang, hard work!"

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly sounded——

"Big... King..."

(End of this chapter)