The demon boy Nezha offers me incense, and I teach you the secret of burning with strange fire.

Chapter 64: A punch shook the world, and Tongtian took the blame again
Outside Nantianmen.

The body of the jade cauldron shattered, and its true spirit collapsed.

The dead cannot die anymore.

Yang Jian seemed to be going crazy, still stabbing the three-pointed two-edged knife in and out of his hand.

There was only one picture in his mind.

That was the smile the Roaring Sky Dog gave him in the air after being attacked by the Jade Cauldron.
Hateful!
Li Wuliang came to Nantianmen and saw Yang Jian in this condition.

Frowning slightly: "Yang Jian!"

"Yuhua and Roaring Sky Dog are fine. I have rescued them back to the Immortal Temple."

Yang Jian only had hatred in his heart and could no longer listen to any words.

Still repeatedly stabbing the broken body of the jade tripod.

Li Wuliang got closer and found that Yang Jian's blood-stained eyes had no trace of brightness. He saw his relatives leaving and experienced successive battles.

Yang Jian was already exhausted and overloaded.

At this time, he was unconscious and relied on the hatred in his chest to act.

Li Wuliang sighed and said, "You feel sorry for Master Monster like this."

As he spoke, he raised his palm and struck Yang Jian hard on the back of the neck with a knife!

boom!
The huge force of the blow made Yang Jian's eyes roll with blood and he collapsed to the ground.

Li Wuliang picked up Yang Jian and muttered: "Apprentice, Yuan Shi is coming!"

"Teacher, I will take you back first!"

Sensing Nezha's fluctuation coming from the front, Li Wu's body flashed and turned into a stream of light.

I saw Nezha fighting in mid-air with a strong man holding a brick.

Look carefully at the strong man.

Holding a brick, with a sinister look on his face, he was a typical sixth-grade man.

This kind of configuration can only be used in interpretation.
The first of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Guangchengzi!

Li Wuliang looked at the two fighting men in confusion.

With Guangchengzi's reputation, he shouldn't get into such a fight with Nezha.

Aware of Guangchengzi's current state, Li Wuliang's eyes flashed with light.

"The Taoist heart is broken and the true spirit is unstable."

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Anyway, we have completely faced off against Chan Jiao. Killing one disciple is killing, killing two is also killing!

Nezha struck Guangchengzi's face with the fire cloud spear, dark purple fire snakes circled, and the law of fire exploded!
Guangchengzi knocked the fire snake down with a brick, then made a seal with his fingers, and a huge palm appeared in the air.

The wind and clouds were surging very fast, all flowing into the palm of my hand.

He gently grasped Nezha with his palm, and the space suddenly collapsed!

The space around Nezha deformed instantly, like paper being kneaded.

Nezha was about to fight to the death.

A figure suddenly appeared next to him.

The right fist glowed with dazzling golden light, and the shadow of the ancestral dragon wrapped around the arm.

The nine Lingtian light wheels behind him flashed away and merged into his right fist.

The punch that gathered a lot of power was so ordinary in perception.

Road to simplicity!

boom!
A loud noise echoed throughout the world!
A shadow of a fist suddenly flashed in the mind of the endless creature!
It was as if a prehistoric emperor was coming to kill with his fist raised!

Countless creatures were frightened by this sudden fist shadow.

"Who scares me!"

"Which powerful person is creating magical powers?!"

"What a terrifying punch!"

When the punch comes, within Guangchengzi's sight, between heaven and earth, only this punch will last forever!
The magical power of the palm prints condensed in the air burst like a bubble.

The bricks you walk on, the famous seal that turns the world around.

The crack in the middle widened again.

Click!

The Heaven-shaking Seal breaks in the middle!

A punch that seemed ordinary but contained the power of heaven and earth struck the space in front of Guangchengzi.

The entire space was shattered, and Guang Chengzi inside seemed to have been hit hard by the power of heaven and earth.

The physical body is damaged, and the three-flowered shadow on the top is crumbling.

Along with a large amount of space debris fell into the distance.

Li Wuliang originally wanted to step forward and strike.

Fundraising.

A vast and majestic aura came from Nantianmen.Covering hundreds of millions of miles of prehistoric times!
Heaven seems to be angry, and all souls are frightened!

The power of the saint permeates the air!

Li Wuliang turned around and muttered: "Come so fast?!",

The celestial eye between the eyebrows emits bright divine light.

When the sight came to Nantianmen, a blurry shadow was gradually solidifying.

The power of heaven surges with the shadow!

Somehow, a vague energy locked onto Li Wuliang.

Li Wuliang frowned, he was targeted so quickly.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He said towards the direction of the shadow: "What are you looking at?"

As he spoke, Li Wuliang stretched his hand behind him and grasped the sword shadow.

Pull out a sword made from the power of all living beings!

Without any hesitation, Li Wuliang slashed out all the time power of all sentient beings that had gathered in the sword body during this period!
Invisible swordsmanship fluctuations sweep across hundreds of millions of miles in all directions!

The power of heaven was suddenly blocked, and the phantom's solid state paused slightly.

Li Wuliang was holding Yang Jian with his left hand and Nezha with his right hand.

Disappeared from the spot in an instant.

After a breath, the power of heaven covered him again.

With a gloomy look on his face, Yuanshi Tianzun stepped from Nantianmen to the place where Li Wuliang disappeared.

"Dare to kill my disciples!"

Recalling the wave of swordsmanship that cut off the way of heaven just now, Yuanshi Tianzun murmured.

"In the wild, who can stop me with the power of a sword?"

A figure flashed in Yuanshi Tianzun's mind, his eyes full of evil.

Fundraising.

Guangchengzi's faint breath came from a distant place.

Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed and he went away in an instant.

after that day.

A piece of news quietly circulated in the wilderness.

The twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun, Guangchengzi and Yuding met a mysterious sword master!

Guangchengzi was seriously injured!
I was almost knocked off the top three flowers!

When Yuding's body dies, his true spirit is wiped out!
The great swordsman can even cut off the way of heaven with one sword and block the shadow of Yuanshi Tianzun!

There was an uproar in the wilderness!
Endless creatures find it impossible to imagine!

In this world, there are people who dare to kill the saint’s disciples!

And I have never heard of any great master who has practiced the art of swords to such an extent!

Then rumors started flying.

Some people say that only the sword of Tongtian Cult Master has such power in the ancient world.

Others refuted that the Sanqing saints are from the same family, and it is impossible for the leader of Tongtian to kill the disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Due to different doctrines, the two sects of Chanjie occasionally have disputes.

Nowadays, because of these rumors, the atmosphere between the two religions is even more bizarre.
All this has nothing to do with Wuliang Immortal Temple.

After Li Wuliang brought Nezha and Yang Jian back to the immortal temple, he pulled out various fairy medicines and strains and stuffed them into Yang Jian's mouth.

The dark circles under Nezha's eyes suddenly widened and he hesitated to speak.

He had already fed Yang Jian a large amount before, and he fed him this much again.
"Well, Junior Brother is physically strong. If you take more elixirs and spiritual strains, it should be fine."

A day has passed.

Yang Jian is still unconscious.

Yuhua and Roaring Sky Dog have long since recovered under the large amounts of magical medicine.

It's just that the Roaring Sky Dog's hair has become a source of restriction due to the practice of the Black Emperor Sutra.

For a while, it was still difficult to grow.

Fortunately, Roaring Sky Dog has a pair of flowery pants to cover it up, so it's not that shameful.

Roaring Sky Dog himself didn't feel any embarrassment about this.

He gently stroked the bare skin and said, "Master Gou, this skin is really pink and smooth."

At this time.

Yuhua's voice full of joy echoed in the temple.

"Jian'er, you wake up!"

Roaring Sky Dog turned around suddenly: "Ouch!"

(End of this chapter)