Miracle doctor tao yun

"Elder martial brother is really good at magic power."

Jiang Ziya exclaimed. The Buddha's light relic in the distance seemed to notice the weather here. It became more and more golden and surging.

The Antarctic fairy also never retreats. The rosy clouds are surging over his head, and the boundless light is surging away in all directions.

The Saro camp.

Maitreya was sitting on the lotus terrace. Seeing this scene from a distance, he had a golden flash in his eyes and said with a smile: "it turns out that the South Antarctic emperor has arrived. No wonder there is such a weather."

Below, a long legged arhat asked: "Buddha, now the preachers are coming, and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor and Jiang Ziya are sitting here. How can we deal with them?"

Maitreya Buddha said: "you don't have to be afraid, but the old monk wants to see what magic power the preachers have and dare to stop our army from seizing the city."

After that, Huang meitong'er said, "hold on to my treasure and go to the meeting to explain the immortals."

Facing him, Huang meitong'er took the repaired golden bowl and human bag in his hand, went straight out of the gate, and stood up in the battlefield.

"Maitreya deceived people so much that he just called a boy." Jiang Ziya's face sank and he said to his apprentice Nangong: "go and meet this child."

"Disciple must be ordered."

Nangong Shi took a long sword, crossed the sword, drove the horse out of the gate, faced the Yellow eyebrow boy, and said: "you are short and weak, but you are not the opponent. Go back and change someone quickly, so as not to send a good head."

Huang Mei tong'er was very angry and sneered, "look, I'll take your head."

After that, he jumped up and rushed up with a mace. His mace can be big or small, thick or thin, heavy or light. It's really powerful.

Nangong Shi waved a long knife to stop them. They fought. You come and I go. The sand is rolling and the smoke is full of dust.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two were neck and neck.

Finally, the Yellow eyebrow boy sold a flaw. Nangong Shi chopped it down, but just told him to hide. He raised his hand and threw the bag.

That human race bag hangs in the air and suddenly opens, suddenly a strong suction pulls Nangong Shi involuntarily into it.

Huang Mei tong'er accepted Nangong Shi. He was proud in his heart and drank: "who will fight me?"

As soon as Jiang Ziya saw that all his disciples had been accepted, he could not help but worry. He came to find the Antarctic fairy. The latter said with a smile, "this is the path, but I'm not afraid of him."

When even taught the way to defeat the enemy.

Jiang Ziya understood, called his disciple Wu Ji, gave an order, and then took another Fu Zhuan and handed it to the latter: "if you have this Fu to protect your body, you can be fearless."

Wu Ji took it close to his body, rode out of the gate, and killed Huang Mei tong'er with a long gun.

"And die."

The Yellow browed boy sneered and saw that Wuji came to the front of him and sacrificed the human race bag again. Suddenly, a suction in the bag acted on Wuji.

Wuji also knew that the bag was dangerous. He was about to dodge it, but suddenly he felt a heat in his chest. A cloud of brilliance flowed like gold, protecting him. No matter how strong his suction was, it was still useless.

Wu Ji's heart was overjoyed, and his long gun was like a dragon, which instantly penetrated the heart of Huang Mei tong'er, and his blood burst out, and the latter's face was unbelievable.

But soon, a group of golden light rushed out, but saw a virtual shadow from the body of Huang meitong'er, and cast a streamer towards the city.

Maybe I just ran for my life and forgot to take the bag.

Wuji went forward, picked up the human race bag, trembled slightly, and suddenly rolled out alone. It was Nangong Shi.

"Elder martial brother, are you ok?" Asked Buji.

Nangong Shi shook his head with a bitter smile: "no harm."

……

"Waste!"

Seeing that Huang Mei tong'er had lost his human bag, Maitreya angrily scolded him. With a wave of his big sleeve, he took back the spirit of the latter. His face was still not good-looking.

"Buddha, if I don't go down to meet the preacher?" Long legged Rohan came out.

Maitreya nodded.

The long legged arhat came out of the gate, and soon became a group with Wuji. He is the fruit of arhat, which is equivalent to the golden immortal among the immortals.

But Wuji is much worse. His talent is not very good. Rao has a teacher, Jiang Ziya. His practice can be described as slow. Now he is just a God.

So after more than ten rounds of fighting with the long legged arhat, he was kicked off the BMW by the long legged arhat, rolled on the spot and was about to push away.

But long legged arhat didn't allow him to leave like this. With a loud shout, he was full of gold and stepped on Wuji.

Wuji watched the big foot fall from the sky. He was scared to death, but he couldn't escape. He could only use the mana, but his neck was broken by one foot.

The broken neck is nothing to the immortal. As long as the spirit is immortal, it will still be immortal. Long legged arhat knew this very well, and suddenly, with a pinch of his hands, a piece of open fire disappeared towards Wuji.

"Nanming leaves the fire..."Wuji was about to escape from Yuanshen, but he was shocked when he saw this scene. He was too busy to get into his body, but it was still too late.

When the fire fell, it turned the spirit into nothingness.

"Younger martial brother..."

Seeing this scene, Nangong Shi was about to rush out, but he was stopped by Jiang Ziya: "your younger martial brother should have this disaster."

"Teacher, I will take revenge for my younger martial brother." Nangong is suitable for pain.

……

Long legged arhat killed Wuji, still fighting.

As soon as Jiang Ziya looked around him, there was no one who could really hold the hand except himself and the lamp. He could not help sighing and asked people to hang up the exemption card.

The long legged arhat couldn't, so he had to retreat.

The next day.

Long legged arhat still came out to fight.

Jiang Ziya closed the gate of the city and didn't care. At the same time, he came to see the Antarctic fairy and asked, "elder martial brother, what should I do now?"

"It's all right. It's time to break him."

The Antarctic fairy had a plain look, as if he didn't pay attention to the defeat in front of him. He just asked Jiang Ziya to go out and straighten up the army quickly, so as to avoid chaos.

Jiang Ziya couldn't, so he could only restrain his subordinates and didn't take down the exemption card.

A few days later.

Just when Jiang Ziya decided to go out to fight, he kept the future newspaper and said that there was an immortal outside the door asking for help. His heart moved and he was busy.

"Yes, martial uncle."

Three people came in, a middle-aged man and two young people, looking at him with a smile, two of whom saluted him.

"Nezha, Yang Jian? And Li Tianwang, what are you doing here? "

Jiang Ziya was very surprised, but his face was full of joy. There were many disciples of the three generations of expositions, but when it comes to strength, Yang Jian and Nezha were always the strongest. He was worried that no one could use them now.

"I know that the martial uncle is in urgent need of help, so the disciples and others came." Yang Jian said.

Jiang Ziya said with a smile: "if you wait for three people to help me, I will be fearless."