Celestial Employee: One hundred thirty six-one hundred forty

"Yes, how could it get foggy again after it is broken." Chao Valerian looked at the mist suddenly rising in front of him, and said blankly.

"Fuck me, I was asking you, but you asked me instead." Yang Ming was about to be **** to death by Chaoxiezi, and while holding the Congealing God in his hand, he shouted at Chaovaler. "Is there really a hole in your head."

"You ask me, who am I asking." Zhao Valerian looked at Yang Ming aggrievedly and said, "How do I know if the formation is broken and the fog will come out."

"You..." Yang Ming couldn't help it anymore, and couldn't help but want to give Chao Valerian a grasp.

But at this moment, Jinwuzi of Wangwushan shouted loudly at the gate of Huajingyuan Community, "Four fellow Taoists inside, please don’t panic. I will help you blow this away right away. A cloud of mist. Please be careful to avoid the witchcraft."

Jin Wuzi yelled and opened the pocket of the hurricane bag. When the wind in the hurricane bag swept out, Jin Wuzi's heart was dark and refreshing. Jin Wuzi felt that it was a beautiful thing to be able to blow away this mist when so many people were helpless. Although Jin Wuzi had already made a show of the limelight just now, Jin Wuzi didn't mind making another show.

As soon as he heard the shout of Jin Wuzi, Yang Ming put away the heart that caught the dead Zhao Valerian, and Shi Lang and Yu Ping also sacrificed their magic weapons and focused on guard.

Everyone in the Suppression Witch Alliance looked at Jin Wuzi’s hurricane bag, thinking that it was just a matter of a while that the mist released by Jin Wuzi was blown away by a hurricane comparable to the tenth gale.

But what surprised everyone was that when the pocket of the hurricane bag opened and a hurricane roared out of the hurricane bag of Jinwuzi, it suddenly came from the mist that enveloped the Huajingyuan community. There was a sound of howling wind.

All the people from the Suppression Witch Alliance hadn't reacted yet, and a wave of violent storms had already swept across.

This storm is even more fierce than the hurricane cast out of Jin Wuzi’s hurricane bag. The hurricane cast by the Golden Crowzi had been blown back by that violent storm before it even touched the mist.

"Be careful, everyone." Yin Jing faced the big change and just exclaimed. Among the people in the Suppression Witch League standing at the gate of the community, some of the people with lower cultivation levels have been blown upside down by the wind. After going out, after a long time, I heard the sound of heavy objects falling and the screams like killing a pig.

"What's going on?" Jin Wuzi looked at the hurricane bag in his hand in disbelief, couldn't believe it was true.

Although the cultivation base is deeper, the gust of wind just did not blow the Golden Crowzi, but the Golden Crowzi’s hair was blown all over and floated backwards, turning into a very funny hairstyle. .

"Is there any powerful magic circle in it?" Yin Jingzhi, who came back to his senses, looked at Jin Wuzi's hairstyle, wanting to laugh but couldn't laugh.

"Ah. Ah, ah. Ah"

Wu Jingzi of Tianjingzong shook his head, just about to say that this is impossible. In the mist-shrouded neighborhood, there were four screams just like just now, like a duck that was suddenly pinched. Scream.

The people of the Sorcerer League suddenly changed their faces. Most of her people couldn't help but glance at Jin Wuzi who was holding the hurricane bag, but Jin Wuzi was holding the hurricane bag, but she didn't know if she wanted to make a move.

Jin Wuzi feels that if he uses a hurricane bag again, and if there is another hurricane in the mist, he will really be ashamed and thrown into Grandma’s Penghu Bay. But if they don't make a move, so many people look at themselves eagerly. After Jin Wuzi hesitated for a while, he still raised the hurricane bag in extreme pain.

When raising the hurricane bag, Jin Wuzi had already decided in his heart that if the hurricane was unsuccessful this time, he would immediately make up a lie, saying that the hurricane bag can only be used three times a day, and today he cannot use it anymore. No longer, save the shame.

But what surprised Jin Wuzi was that Jin Wuzi just lifted the hurricane bag, and the mist shrouded in the Huajingyuan community suddenly disappeared.

But when the fog dissipated, all the people in the Suppression Witch Alliance were all frozen as if they had been hit by petrified magic.

Yang Ming and the other four are also safe and sound.

It's the summer season. The summer nights can make the most indifferent women's pants wet. But Yang Ming and the other four people, except for their heads, were all covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

From a distance, it looks like there are four more ice sculptures in the Huajingyuan community. The four of them didn't know if they were suddenly fainted by freezing or knocked out, and there was no sound.

The four people still maintained a vigilant posture, but all the magic weapons in the hands of Yang Ming and others were missing.

"What to do?" Jin Wuzi stared blankly at the two Qingcheng disciples lying on the ground in the flower garden, and the four guys who were frozen into ice sculptures. Asked Yin Jingzhi.

After hearing Jin Wuzi's words, Yin Jingzhi hesitated slightly, but after a while, Yin Jingzhi made a decision, and a grim and cold smile appeared on Yin Jingzhi's face.

"Strike, everyone, prepare to cast spells." Yin Jingzhi loudly gave orders to all the members of the Sorcerer League. "The people of the Wumen are hiding in these houses, like a turtle with their heads shrunk. If they don't care about it, they will start secretly. We will break down the houses here to see where they hide."

"Okay." All the people in the Suppression Witch League were applauded. Many people clamored that they should have done this a long time ago. They should have taken action together and blasted this community to pieces. That play tricks.

"Who said that we are from Wumen, a tortoise?"

Just as all the Witch Suppression Leagues were applauded, a long voice rang from the high platform in the Huajingyuan community with a black stone boulder.

The high platform of the black boulder was originally empty, but after a wave of mana fluctuations, a bunch of people suddenly appeared on the high platform.

With the appearance of these people, all the closed street lights in the entire community were all lit up, and the entire community was suddenly illuminated.

"What a clever way to blind the eyes."

The sudden appearance of a large number of people on the black high platform surprised everyone in the Suppression Witch League. None of the people from the Suppression Witch League found out how this large group of people came to the high platform secretly.

The sudden lighting of the street light made many people in the Swordsmen League feel very uncomfortable. After a long time, these talents adapted to see the scene on the high platform.

As soon as these people saw the scene on the high platform, they were all startled again.

The black flag embroidered with the mark of the witch gate is planted around the entire high platform, and in the shining, it seems indescribably solemn.

In the middle of the high platform, there is a grand teacher's chair covered with black fur. A smiling young man wears a white robe like a sacrifice in a witch gate. He sits lazily inside, watching quietly. Aiming at the people of the Witch League.

"Someone is pretending to be a ghost there."

The vast majority of the people in the Suppression Witch Alliance were shocked when they saw this young man who did not know the spirit and the ghost appeared on the high platform. They stopped the spells they were about to cast and prepared to sacrifice. Magic weapon. But in the Wangwushan faction, Huo Yunzi, who has a fierce personality, shouted at the young man in the stands. Huo Yunzi is the elder of Wangwu Mountain, a generation higher than Jin Wuzi, the contemporary head of Wangwu Mountain. Huo Yunzi, with fierce temperament, was already very dissatisfied with Yin Jing's direct approach.

As soon as Yin Jingzhi felt that something was wrong, Huo Yunzi had already finished the law decision.

"Let you **** fire cloud arrow."

With Huo Yunzi's loud shout, countless rockets suddenly appeared in the void above Huo Yunzi's head. With a wave of his hand, those countless rockets condensed from flames screamed from all directions. He shot at the young man sitting lazily in a chair on a high platform.

Suddenly, the dense clouds of fire and arrows covered the entire sky, sealing all the way out for the young man who was lazily sitting in the armchair.

"Okay." The power of the Fire Cloud Arrow caused many people in the Suppression Witch Alliance to shout hello.

But the cry had not disappeared, a circular water curtain suddenly appeared beside the young man, covering the young man's whole body.

All the fire cloud arrows shot on the water curtain, all snorted, turned into a white smoke and disappeared into the air.

"Taiyi true water cover."

An exclamation sounded from the crowd in the Suppression League.

"Are you from Tianyi Pavilion?" Yin Jing called out to the young man on the black stone giant stage, resisting the horror in his heart. "Who are you?"

"The Taoism of the world is unified, and the Taiyi real water cover of the Tianyi Pavilion is not necessarily the person of Tianyi Pavilion." The young man sitting lazily in the Taishi chair smiled slightly. "Under Zhao Lingjun."

"Mr. Zhao Ling?" All the people in the Suppression Witch League were stunned, because everyone had never heard the name.

"Are you a member of the Witch Sect? Where is Witch King Guxuanbei?" After a surprised look at the people around, Yin Jing asked.

Zhao Lingjun smiled slightly, did not speak, but a black cloud fell from the sky, fell to Zhao Lingjun's side, and slowly transformed into a human form.

The human figure slowly changed from light to thick, and then gathered into an arrogant old man.

After looking around for a week, the old man smiled proudly, "Guxuanbei is here."

"Black Cloud Dragon Xiangshu, Witch King Guxuanbei?" Yin Jing took a deep breath, and his voice was like falling thunder, rolling down from the clouds.

"I am Gu Xuanbei." Gu Xuanbei smiled and said, looking at Zhao Lingjun who was sitting on the chair. "It's just that now I am not the Witch King, he is."

"What?" The eyes of the people from the Suppression League fell to the ground.

"Why, isn't it different?" Zhao Lingjun smiled and said to the people of the Suppression Witch League. The surprised expression on the faces of the people in the Suppression Witch League did not surprise Zhao Lingjun.

"I don't care about who among you is the real Witch King. Anyway, you are all the evildoers of the Witch Clan." Just before so many people, when Zhao Lingjun raised his hands, he broke it with Taiyi True Water With his own Huoyun Arrow, Huo Yunzi felt very shameless.

So while most people in the Witch Suppression League were still considering who Zhao Lingjun was, Huo Yunzi had already begun to chant another powerful spell.

"Two people are pretending to be fools, and I'll talk about the fire dragon whirlwind."

After a deep chant, a fire dragon flew out of Huo Yunzi’s hand. It was originally only as thick as an arm and one meter long, but in a blink of an eye, it has become as thick as a bucket, ten meters. Long huge fire dragon. The flames flying and the huge heat emitted from the fire dragon made the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance near Huo Yunzi unavoidably disperse one after another to avoid being burned by the fire dragon.

Yin Jingzhi originally wanted to drink Zhihuo Yunzi, but when he saw the power of this spell, Yin Jingzhi shut his mouth. Yin Jingzhi also wanted to see how deep the way the mysterious guy named Zhao Lingjun and the imposing Gu Xuanbei on the black stone platform were. And Huo Yunzi at this moment is obviously the best touchstone.

After the huge fire dragon circled Huoyunzi for a week, it threw its teeth and claws towards Zhao Lingjun and Guxuanbei.

When the huge fire dragon was still a long way away from the black stone platform, the temperature around the black stone platform had risen several degrees.

The summer air was originally extremely hot, but now it seems that the air enveloping the black stone platform will also be ignited by the huge fire dragon.

If this fire dragon rushed to the spot, Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei would definitely be burned into two pieces of coke, but when they watched the huge fire dragon pounce, Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei only smiled slightly , It seems that the giant fire dragon is not in his eyes at all.

Under the shining of the fire, the expressions on Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei's faces made Huo Yunzi feel very uncomfortable. After shouting, Huo Yunzi turned his whole body's power to the extreme , The flames on the huge fire dragon suddenly more than doubled.

But at this moment, people in the Suppression Witch League suddenly felt a huge wave of mana in the air. In the black night sky, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the sky.

As soon as everyone in the Suppression Witch League looked up, they saw the black night sky, and suddenly a batch of huge cyan logs fell, and they hit the fire dragon.

The flames on the fire dragon seemed to ignite even the air, but when the huge batch of cyan original clothing hit the fire dragon, not only was it not ignited, but it also smashed the fire dragon. Fire spewed out of his nose.

"Blue Dragon Taiyi Falling Wood Technique" Huo Yunzi's face changed, and only had time to let out an exclamation. The huge fire dragon was smashed into a flying fire by the continuous falling Green Dragon Taiyi Wood.

"Is this a fire dragon?" Amidst a burst of laughter, two figures quickly fell from the black night sky.

When he fell by the side of Zhao Lingjun on the black stone platform, all the people from the Suppression Witch League realized that there were two young men, one man and one woman.

The man was wearing a red shirt, his face was covered with burn scars, and he looked ugly. And the woman standing next to him, wearing a Tsing Yi, is pretty dying.

When the two people stood together, all the people in the Sorcerer League thought of beauty and the beast inexplicably.

The ridicule just now came from the mouth of the scarred young man.

"You...." Huo Yunzi was forcibly pierced by the Fire Dragon Cyclone by the Azure Dragon Taiyi Falling Wood Technique. His whole body was churning with blood. When he heard this, Huo Yunzi's eyes went black and a mouthful of blood spurted out. .

But the scarred young man didn't seem to stop there.

"You seem to like playing with fire?"

The scarred young man just fell on the stone platform and smiled at Huo Yunzi, who spewed out blood.

"It just so happens that I also like to play with fire, you also try to pick me up?"

A white line of fire shot out from his finger, making a stern sound of breaking through the sky, and flew towards Huo Yunzi.

After falling on the stone platform, the scarred young man moved his hands slightly, and a white line of fire shot out from his fingers, making a stern sound of breaking through the air, flying towards Huoyunzi Past.

"It's just right." Although he just squirted a mouthful of blood, Huo Yunzi's whole body of energy and blood returned to calm after the spitting of blood. When he saw this young man who was half angry with himself Taking action by himself, a grinning smile appeared on Huo Yunzi's face.

Huo Yunzi has specialized in fire-type Taoism all his life. Among the Taoists, it can be said that few people have fire-type spells more powerful than Huo Yunzi. Now this young man is so arrogant, he first insulted himself, and now Openly want to test the fire spell with himself, Huo Yunzi suddenly moved to kill.

Huo Yunzi's hands danced quickly, and a huge wave of mana suddenly surged in the air.

A dozen golden round beads, like a continuous bead, shot from Huo Yunzi's hands and shot out a white line of fire that hit the scarred young man toward him.

In the eyes of others, these dozen or so golden round beads seem to be a lot worse than the power of the fire dragon just now.

But in fact, the dozen or so golden beads released at this instant are already Huo Yunzi's effort to press the bottom of the box.

This spell is called "Ning Huo Cheng Wan, Golden Beads Fire". Although these dozen or so golden beads seem inconspicuous, in fact, these dozen or so golden beads are nothing. Metal beads, but flame beads condensed by forcibly compressing countless flames with force. Among these dozen flame beads, any condensed flame can be worth the flame on the fire dragon just now. .

Huo Yunzi felt that even if the Qinglong Yimu just now was shot by his own golden flame bead, it would ignite a terrible fire. The dozen or so flame beads of his own can definitely disperse the line of fire from the ugly young man's hand, and then burn the young man into a piece of coke.

But Huo Yunzi didn't know that what he faced was among the sacred beasts of the square in the past, and even Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, had to court the Suzaku of three points. Playing with fire spells in front of Suzaku was as ridiculous as playing a big sword in front of Master Guan.

Huo Yunzi hasn't reacted yet, the white line of fire in Suzaku's hand has already passed a dozen golden flame beads through his heart.

The people of the Suppression Witch Alliance only felt that there was a flower in front of them. The white line of fire in Suzaku's hand, already wearing a dozen golden flame beads, flew over Huo Yunzi's head.

"Ah", Huo Yunzi only had time to let out a scream, and the hair on his head had already turned into a ball of flame.

By the time the people around Huo Yunzi extinguished the flames on Huo Yunzi's head, there was not even a single hair on Huo Yunzi's head.

"Haha, you were originally a Taoist priest, then you can be a monk."

Although Huo Yunzi, who was burnt out of her hair, didn’t suffer any injuries, Huo Yunzi’s eyes went dark when she heard Suzaku’s words, ah, he spouted blood and passed out. .

"Comparing spells to vomiting blood three liters, you can also be regarded as the first person in ancient and modern times." Suzaku obviously has seen too many movies of Zhou Xingchi. After looking around at the people in the Sorcerer League, Suzaku shouted arrogantly. One sentence, "Who else?"

Suzaku's arrogance made everyone in the Swordsmen Alliance choke, but Yin Jingzhi was not intimidated. After taking a step forward, Yin Jing looked straight at Suzaku and asked: "Are you?"

"I'm Suzaku?" Suzaku looked at Yin Jing and smiled.

"Suzaku?" A cry of air-conditioning sounded from the crowd of the Suppression Witch Alliance. The name of the Suzaku, one of the four great beasts of ancient times, is too loud.

Huo Yunzi had already woke up leisurely at this time, and when he heard these words, Huo Yunzi fainted again.

"Are you the Suzaku who escaped from the Demon Formation in Danxia Mountain?" Yin Jing took a deep breath and looked at Suzaku and asked. "Why would you be with the people from Wumen?"

"He is my boss, I am not with him, who am I with?" Suzaku smiled and looked at Yin Jing and said straightforwardly, "You asked me so many questions, why didn't you tell me Say, who are you, what do you want to do when you come here?"

"I'm Suppression..." Yin Jingzhi just wanted to say, I am the leader of the Suppression Witch League. I came here to kill all the people in the Witch Sect, killing all the men and stealing the women. Yin Jingzhi hesitated a little with the strength that these people had just shown before him.

"We are from the Witch League. This time we are here to destroy the Witch Gate." Yin Jingzhi hesitated. When he didn't say anything, a voice sounded beside Yin Jingzhi.

"Who..." Yin Jing turned his head angrily, wanting to see who had so many mouths, but when Yin Jing turned his head, he found that it was Wangwushan's head Jinwuzi.

"Leader Yin, how about telling them the truth if we don't speak secretly?" Jin Wuzi didn't seem to notice the anger on Yin Jingzhi's face, and shouted at the black stone platform, "Guxuanbei, Today, so many of us came here to destroy your witches. If you obediently surrender and die, I can reward you with a whole body."

"You..." Yin Jingzhi is not a fool. Hearing Jin Wuzi's words, Yin Jingzhi's heart is already clear. Except for Wangwushan, the sects in the Suppression Witch League this time basically came for profit, but this Wangwushan is different. Wang Wushan came here this time, mainly for revenge. Originally, Yin Jing looked straight at the strength of these people in the Suppression Wu Clan, and wondered if he wanted to see the signs, but Jin Wuzi said that this battle seemed to be a must, and Yin Jing couldn’t wait to slap Jin Wuzi to death, but At this time, Zhao Lingjun on the high platform was already talking with a smile.

"Suppress Wumen?" Zhao Lingjun smiled and asked Jin Wuzi, "Why do you want to destroy Wumen? Did the Wumen do anything to harm the world?"

Jin Wuzi originally thought that if he said this, Zhao Lingjun, Gu Xuanbei and others would be violent, and if seventy or eighty people on his side would fight back together, no matter how high the opponent’s cultivation base, he would probably resist Can't help. But Jin Wuzi didn't expect that when Zhao Lingjun heard what he said, he didn't seem to be angry at all, but smiled and asked such a sentence.

Such questions left Jin Wuzi for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"The people in the witch sect specialize in using sorcery to harm people, and everyone knows it." Seeing his head stunned in the local area, a disciple of Wangwushan shouted very loudly.

"Can you use sorcery to harm people?" Zhao Chenjun smiled again when he heard this. "What sorcery? Why don't I know?"

"Your witch gate, your witch gate.... Many of the spells in your witch gate are based on the bones of dead people. They are really vicious."

"Using the bones of a dead person as a guide is called vicious?" Zhao Lingjun squinted at the disciple of Wangwu Mountain. "Then the current hospitals transplant other people's organs in order to save people. Why don't you say that they also use dead people's organs, which is extremely vicious."

"..." Zhao Lingjun's words left the Wangwushan disciple speechless for a while, but after a while, the Wangwushan disciple still insisted: "Anyway, everyone knows that many of the magic spells of the witches are used You don’t need to quibble if it hurts."

"Am I cunning?" Zhao Lingjun couldn't help laughing when he heard this. "What about the evidence?"

"As many of us know, do we need evidence?"

"So many of us know that you were picked up by your mother from the brothel. Do you still need evidence?" Suzaku said. The disciple of Wangwushan nearly rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Don't talk nonsense with them." Hearing Suzaku's words, many people in the Suppression Witch League clamored, "Witchmen and these monsters are mixed together. It must not be a good thing. Kill them. ."

"Speaking of the end, it is not the truth of success and failure? Since ancient times, whoever has a hard fist has a reason to speak. The reason why the Wumen is called evil by you is not because of you. Is the fist harder?" Hearing the clamor of so many people from the Suppression Witch League, a proud smile appeared on Zhao Lingjun's face. "It's just that you are going to kill us today, I am afraid it is not that simple."

As soon as Zhao Lingjun's words were uttered, the entire Huajingyuan community inside and outside suddenly became silent.

Because anyone can hear Zhao Lingjun's words, it is equivalent to declaring war on seventy or eighty people.

"Leader Yin, what are you waiting for, so many of us, should we be afraid of them?"

While Yin Jingzhi was still hesitating, Jin Wuzi of Wangwu Mountain and Mei Riqing, the head teacher of Luofu Mountain, had already secretly said to Yin Jingzhi.

Yin Jing glanced straight at the so many faces with ghosts in his surroundings, and suddenly felt vaguely that he was elected as the leader this time, it seemed that it was not a good thing.

But this is the end of the matter, and Yin Jingzhi feels that he has no choice now.

No. 70 or 80 people in the Suppression Witch League, a dozen or so sects, were intimidated by a few people for no reason. Thinking of this, Yin Jingzhi hardened his heart, and loudly issued an order to suppress all the people in the Wu Clan.

"Kill them."

"Hehe, let them kill." Following Yin Jingzhi's order, Suzaku's wretched laughter sounded.

The people from the Suppression Witch League were already ready to move, so when they heard Yin Jingzhi's order, these people's shot speed can be said to be very fast.

In just a moment, countless rockets, lightning, fireballs, hail and other colorful brilliance have filled the sky.

However, it was not the spells cast by the fastest spellcasting person among the 70s and 80s that illuminated the sky first, but the overwhelming fire crow.

As soon as Suzaku’s laughter sounded, a group of black figures appeared on the roof of the building behind Zhao Lingjun and others, and each of those people’s hands had a red light that looked like a shrunken chamber pot. Small pot.

When many of the talents of the Suppression League just started singing, those people had already removed the lid.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, countless fire crows rushed out of the pot mouth and swept toward the people of the Suppression League.

Anything, after reaching a certain amount, it will become very scary. The overwhelming fire crows now make people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

When the whole sky was filled with flying crows, many people in the Sorcerer League even forgot to cast spells in fear.

The rockets, lightning, fireballs, hail and other magic attacks that had already been cast that hit Zhao Lingjun and others, were charged by the fire crows that filled the entire sky, and were immediately washed away without a trace.

The fire crows that rushed away from the magical attacks did not stay at all, and rushed down towards the crowd of the Suppression Witch Alliance.

Among so many people in the Sorcerer League, although there are many good players, there are many people who are just ordinary ascetics. When their spell attacks are instantly destroyed, these people lose their defensive capabilities.

So just for an instant, these people were hit by the fire crows and a great fire ignited all over.

Although the flames on the fire crows are not much different from ordinary flames, after the clothes all over are ignited, even if they are ascetics, they will not feel good.

Countless screams immediately filled the entire Huajingyuan community. Many people with flames all over their bodies rolled around on the ground, trying to suppress the flames on their bodies. The entire Huajingyuan community seemed to become A purgatory among people.

"How could this happen? Is the magic weapon in those hands the Mandaw Pot?" Although the fire crows flying all over the sky did not hurt Yin Jingzhi a bit, they saw a large number of people in the Suppression Witch League rolling on the ground. The horror of wailing and Yin Jing's straight-hearted shock are still incomparable. "Why do they have so many mandala pots?"

Yin Jingzhi didn’t know that after mastering the manufacturing method of the Mandado, the Mandado had become a regular configuration magic weapon for Zhao Lingjun and others. Now let alone Lin Yiren and others, even Lin Qianxun and Meng Snow is also handy.

"Will everyone stop working for now?"

As Zhao Lingjun's voice sounded, the woman in Tsing Yi standing beside Zhao Lingjun suddenly turned into a blue cloud and flew into the sky.

In a moment, a heavy rain poured down, extinguishing the flames on the people in the Witch League.

At the same time, beside Zhao Lingjun, a bone-thick Nether Sword with eight sides as thick as a door, and a cyan qi, blocked some magical attacks from the Sorcerer Alliance who launched a counterattack in an instant.

"Bone Nether Sword, Qing Ming Bell?" Zhao Lingjun's defensive spells surprised many people in the Suppression Witch League, so when Yin Jingzhi started to stop everyone, most people in the Suppression Witch League , Have automatically stopped.

"Why do you know the Netherworld Bone Sword?" After Yin Jing stopped his hand, he looked at Zhao Ling Jundao in disbelief.

"I told you that Taoism in the world is unified, and the spells of wizards and ghosts are also a kind of Taoism." Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi, and said slowly. "It's just that you don't believe it."

"Fart, how can our Xuanmen's authentic Taoism be confused with the sorcery of the Wizards and the Nether Masters." Zhao Lingjun's words were just said, and many people from the Sorcerer League shouted.

"It's okay to say that I fart or not." Zhao Lingjun glanced at all the members of the Suppression Witch League and slowly said, "But you think you can kill us so easily today?"

As soon as Zhao Lingjun's words were uttered, the people from the Suppression Witch League suddenly became quiet again.

Originally, the people who suppressed the Witch League thought that the people of the Witch Sect were nothing more than the meat that was slaughtered on the knife board, but now it seems that even the people of the Witch League can kill Zhao Lingjun and others. , I am afraid that most of the people present will also lie down.

"Do you think this can scare us?"

When the people of the Suppression Witch League were quiet for a while, someone snorted coldly.

"I have learned about your fire crow, now you should also learn about my golden cone."

"TMD, who is such an awkward fork?" Yin Jingzhi turned his head depressed, but he screamed so loudly that it was the Golden Crow of Wangwu Mountain.

Jin Wuzi held a small golden cone in his hand, and when Yin Jing turned his head straight, Jin Wuzi pierced it out.

When the Golden Crowzi’s cone was pierced, a golden light flashed on the golden cone. After a huge fluctuation of mana, a huge golden cone suddenly appeared in the void. This suddenly appeared in the void. The shape of the golden cone is exactly the same as the golden cone in Jin Wuzi's hand, but the volume of the two differs by many times.

The golden cone in Jin Wuzi's hand is only the size of a child's fist, but the golden cone that fell from the void and pierced Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei and others was like a small mountain.

If such a huge golden cone is smashed on a person's body, that person will probably be smashed and not even scum.

Yin Jingzhi was still scolding Jin Wuzi in his heart, but when he saw the power of Jin Guangzhu's shot by Jin Wuzi, Yin Jingzhi only sighed in his heart, "I don't think Wangwu Mountain actually has such an advanced magic weapon." /

When everyone in the Suppression Witch Alliance saw the golden cones that Jin Wuzi was displaying at the moment, most of them gasped. Many people think that no matter how powerful Zhao Lingjun and others are on the giant stage, they will probably be crushed to pieces by the golden light cone of the Golden Crowzi. But what surprised these people was that when the golden cone like a mountain smashed toward Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei and others, Zhao Lingjun and Gu Xuanbei and others did not move at all.

"Are these people scared?" Qingcheng Sect's Amnesty Daofei looked at the golden cones cast by Jin Wuzi with envious eyes, and looked at Zhao Lingjun, Guxuanbei and others strangely. Amnesty Daofi thought that Zhao Lingjun and the others must have been frightened, otherwise even if they didn't use the spell to resist, at least they would have to use the spell to hide.

But the thought of Amnesty Daofi hadn't disappeared in my mind, Amnesty Daofi saw a middle-aged person suddenly flashed out behind Zhao Lingjun.

The middle-aged man who flashed out was Wu Xuanyun.

When Wu Xuanyun flashed out, a burst of blue light appeared on his body.

When the huge golden cone fell, the cyan light that emerged from Wu Xuanyun's body condensed into a translucent huge tortoise shell with gossip and starry morning patterns on it, floating on top of Zhao Lingjun and others. , Protecting the entire stone platform.

"Xuanwu Bagua A?" In Jin Wuzi's exclamation, the huge golden cone hit the translucent giant tortoise shell with gossip and star patterns on it.

In the bang of air, Wu Xuanyun and the Golden Crowzi snorted together, but the huge tortoise shell floating above Zhao Lingjun and the others was safe and sound, and the Golden Crowzi released That huge golden cone disappeared into the void with a huge wave of mana.

"Are you Xuanwu?" After groaning, Jin Wuzi looked at the black black cloud that suddenly appeared beside Zhao Lingjun in disbelief.

Because in the legend, only Xuanwu, one of the four great beasts, has a natural protective circle, Xuanwu Bagua Armor.

"I..."

Hearing Jin Wuzi’s question, Wu Xuanyun’s face turned red. Wu Xuanyun originally wanted to honestly say that although he is also a turtle demon who has cultivated for a thousand years, he is not a natural basalt. . What I just used was not the Bagua Armament, which is known as the world's number one protective magic circle of Xuanwu's natural resistance, but the magic weapon Bagua Star Morning Armor that Zhao Lingjun used his tortoise armor to make for himself.

But Wu Xuanyun only had time to say a word, Zhao Lingjun said without blushing or breathing. "Yes, he is Xuanwu."

"What?" Jin Wuzi and the others, of course, did not expect that Emperor Zhao Ling would lie without blushing and breathless in front of so many people, plus the formation just cast by Wu Xuanyun, it is indeed like the legendary Xuanwu So Jinwuzi, Yin Jingzhi and the others immediately believed that Wu Xuanyun was Xuanwu.

Just now, there has been a Suzaku who is as simple as playing with candles when playing Samadhi Real Fire, and now there is a legendary Xuanwu with the world’s unparalleled ability to protect the magic circle. All the people in the Suppression Witch Alliance just think My future is dark.

"Hehe." Seeing the expressions on the faces of everyone in the Suppression Witch League, Zhao Lingjun seemed unsatisfied. After smiling, Zhao Lingjun clapped his hands towards the sky.

"What else? A Suzaku and Xuanwu have come out. Could it be that a blue dragon can come out?" She Daofei glanced at the dark sky with tears and tears, but when she saw it, She Daofei was surprised. I can't wait to slap myself.

In the dark sky, a huge blue dragon appeared.

Zhao Lingjun just clapped his hands towards the sky, and a huge lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the entire sky. And under the shining of lightning, a dragon with five tails hovered in the clouds for a while, then turned into a blue cloud and fell beside Zhao Lingjun.

"You turned out to be a five-tailed blue dragon?" Yin Jingzhi looked at the cute girl in a Tsing Yi like a little white flower in disbelief, only feeling a chill from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.

"Why? Doesn't it look like?" Qing Lan smiled at Yin Jing and made a face. "Do you want me to strip naked and show you the dragon scales?"

"Okay, okay." When Suzaku heard Qing Lan's words, her eyes flashed. However, Yin Jingzhi and others almost rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Do you now know that I am not bragging?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the horrified Suppression Witch Alliance, his hands moved, and a white lotus slowly bloomed in Zhao Lingjun's hands. A wave of gentle and powerful mana suddenly spread out along the entire high platform.

"*, the boss is pretending to be B again." Suzaku glanced at Zhao Lingjun depressedly, and said in his heart.

But the people of the Suppression Witch League exploded.

"Daofa Hualian." "Three flowers gather at the top, and the five spirits are towards the yuan..." The voice of air-conditioning was everywhere in the Suppression Witch Alliance.

"I know that there are many people of you, and maybe you really worked hard. In the end, you are the one who wins." In the air of the witches, Zhao Lingjun, who is holding a lotus flower, looks like a complete man. God stick. "But in the end, how many people can you reach?"

The people of the Suppression Witch League couldn't help but look at Yin Jingzhi when he heard Zhao Lingjun say this.

Everyone in the Suppression Witch Alliance knows that Zhao Lingjun is definitely not bragging. If you really want to fight hard, maybe the 70s and 80s can finally kill Zhao Lingjun and the others, but just these few in front of them desperately, it is estimated that the people of the Suppression Witch Alliance will have to fall a blockbuster, not to mention I don't know if Wumen is hiding from other masters in the dark corner.

"I'm x. How could I rush to be the leader of this SB." As soon as everyone looked at him, Yin Jingzhi couldn't help but curse in his heart that I was a super SB.

Yin Jingzhi is not a fool. Yin Jingzhi knows that if he says to fight with them at this time, maybe the Suppression Witch League will kill all these witches, but Yin Jingzhi knows that he will not survive.

Everyone knows the principle of catching the thieves first. Yin Jingzhi felt that if he talked about war, he would definitely be the first to be killed.

But if he doesn't say anything at this time, Yin Jingzhi thinks that in the future, Laoshan Sect will never think of raising his head.

Yin Jingzhi felt embarrassed to die, but at this moment, Yin Jingzhi's mind flashed.

"Heaven has the virtue of living well." Yin Jingzhi's first sentence made the people of the Suppression Witch League confused. But Yin Jingzhi didn't care about the reaction of everyone in the Suppression Witch Alliance, and he continued looking at Zhao Lingjun on the giant stage. "Sangbi, fellow Taoist, is not willing to commit more murders."

"Of course." Zhao Lingjun said very cleverly, holding the white lotus. "I am a pacifist."

"If both of us go to war, we must each have deaths and injuries." Yin Jing looked straight at Zhao Lingjun and said. "But since ancient times, the Taoist and the witches are not at odds with each other. When we come, naturally we can't just leave like this, right?"

"Yes, what do you think?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi with interest and asked.

"It's better for us to pick out a few people. How about a few separate matches?" Yin Jingzhi looked at Zhao Lingjun sincerely. "How about both parties' point to the end?"

"The point ends? This is a good idea." Zhao Lingjun smiled, "How about the winner and the loser?"

"If we win, you witchmen, from now on are not allowed to use any spells, how?"

"No magic is needed since then?" Zhao Lingjun smiled and looked at Yin Jing straight. "Then what if you lose?"

"If we lose, from now on, we have so many Taoist profound sects present, and since then we will recognize that you witch sect is also Taoist authentic, and no longer trouble you witch sect, how about it?"

"I*, too shameless, even shameless than me."

As soon as Yin Jingzhi said what he said, Jin Wuzi couldn't help but gasped.

Because these two bets are too unequal. Since then, there is no need for any spells, it does not mean that there is only passive slaughter, and even if so many Taoist profound sects present admit that witches are authentic, other Taoist profound sects will still not admit witches. The door is the Xuanmen authentic.

Jin Wuzi felt that unless Zhao Lingjun's head was broken, he would not agree to such a condition.

But to the surprise of Jin Wuzi, Jun Zhao Ling actually smiled and said. "This proposal seems a bit interesting."

After hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, I was shocked, not just Jin Wuzi, even Yin Jingzhi, who shamelessly said the unequal bet, was stunned.

Yin Jingzhi originally thought that Zhao Lingjun would reject his proposal without even thinking about it.

Because Yin Jingzhi originally said so much, just to find himself a step down. Yin Jingzhi had originally thought that when Zhao Lingjun rejected his proposal, he would take this opportunity to tell the people in the Suppression League that my proposal is not accepted by the people of the Witch Clan, so there is nothing you can do.

In this way, Yin Jingzhi can throw this hot potato to others.

But Yin Jingzhi didn't expect that Zhao Lingjun would agree to his proposal all at once.

"So how many games do you think we should play?" So when Zhao Lingjun asked Yin Jingzhi with a smile, Yin Jingzhi didn't respond.

"How about playing thirteen games." Yin Jingzhi did not react, but Jin Wuzi rushed to say.

"Thirteen games? I*." This time, Yin Jing gasped. Yin Jingzhi felt that the shamelessness of Jin Wuzi was worse than that of himself.

However, Jin Wuzi seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he added: "If you play in the competition, you can't repeat it, how about it?"

Yin Jing heard what Jin Wuzi said, and couldn’t help but glanced at Jin Wuzi. Yin Jingzhi felt that Jin Wuzi was shameless to a certain extent. Yin Jingzhi felt that Zhao Lingjun would definitely not agree with Jin Wuzi’s proposal because of the Suppression Witch Alliance. There are so many masters in China this time, it is not difficult to pick out thirteen. However, from the beginning to the present, only five masters have appeared in Wumen, including Gu Xuanbei who has never played. Even if the Wumen wins all five games, the people from the Witch League will only need to take the next eight games. After winning seven games here, the Suppression Witch League can secure a victory.

But Zhao Lingjun's answer surprised Yin Jingzhi again.

"Well, 13 games are 13 games." Zhao Lingjun smiled, looking at all the people in the Witch Suppression League and said. "Players who have been tried before can not be played repeatedly. It sounds fair."

"Do you really agree to 13 individual competitions?" Yin Jingzhi looked at Zhao Lingjun incredulously.

"Yes, just 13 individual matches are good. Which side wins more games will be the winner." Zhao Lingjun smiled slightly. "Bet? It's just as good as what you just said. If we win, you Taoist Profound Sect will admit that our Wu Sect is also authentic Taoist. From then on, you can no longer trouble us. And if we lose, we Never use any spells anymore."

"What you said is true?" Zhao Lingjun's answer made the people of the Suppression Witch League overjoyed.

"Of course it is true." Zhao Lingjun looked at the people of the Suppression Witch League and smiled, "You should know that the people of the Witch Clan are the most faithful. What I say is stronger than a nail on the wall. *."

"That wall must be a hollow and rotten wooden wall." Upon hearing Zhao Lingjun's words, Suzaku and others thought in their hearts.

However, Yin Jingzhi and others are convinced of what Zhao Lingjun said.

"Okay, since that's what I said, then we will set 13 individual competitions." Yin Jingzhi has now begun to doubt whether Zhao Lingjun is a mentally retarded child.

But Yin Jingzhi didn't know that he had fallen into Zhao Lingjun's trap step by step.

"However, this bet alone does not seem to be exciting enough." Zhao Lingjun nodded and looked at Yin Jing straight forward, "Why don't we both add some extra bonus? Make the competition more exciting?"

"Add some color heads? What color heads?" Yin Jing was dumbfounded.

"How about we use the magic weapon of the losing side in the competition as the winner?"

"Use the magic weapon of the defeated party as the winner?" As soon as Zhao Lingjun said these words, many people in the Suppression Witch League's eyes were clear.

"You don't want to bring none of the magic weapons, thinking about grabbing our magic weapons." Yin Jing took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Lingjun and said.

"If we can't win the thirteen games, even if we have won the magic weapon in some games, what's the use?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jing and smiled, "but you can grab it without the magic weapon. Our magic weapon."

"Hey, how could it happen." Yin Jing smiled straight, looked at Zhao Lingjun, but thought in his heart, if the opponent is you, the person we sent will not bring any magic weapons.

"Then it is decided?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jing and smiled.

"Everyone present testified." Yin Jing looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled. "When a gentleman says a word, it's hard to chase a horse."

"Well, in that case, please select thirteen people on stage."

Amidst the laughter, Zhao Lingjun jumped up into the air with a chair and landed on the side of the giant stone platform.

In the small building behind Zhao Lingjun, a group of people also walked out one after another and walked to Zhao Lingjun's side.

The people from the Suppression Witch League were stared at once again.

The people from the Suppression Witch League were stunned, not because the people who walked out had the same strong mana fluctuations as Suzaku and Qing Lan, but because among the people who walked out, half of them were peerless beauties.

As soon as Wu Xiaoye, Lin Qianxun, Meng Xue, and Cao Xiaoxian walked out, the moonlight in the sky seemed to lose its original color.

"Are these women going to compete on stage?" The people of the Suppression Witch League took a look and found that if these women were removed, the men of the witch sect would be added together, and it would be less than thirteen.

"It would be great if this was a martial arts contest." Many people from the Suppression Witch League looked at these beauties and couldn't help swallowing their saliva, thinking in their hearts.

"We have all the number of people on stage." Zhao Lingjun looked at Yin Jingzhi and said. "Where are your people?"

"There are so many of us, are you afraid that there is no one?" Jin Wuzi interrupted after hearing what Zhao Lingjun said. "As long as you send someone, we will naturally have someone on stage to challenge."

"This guy is really a talent." Yin Jingzhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he heard Jin Wuzi's words.

Of course, Yin Jingzhi knew that he would take a huge advantage in this kind of competition. Yin Jingzhi thinks that everyone except fools should understand this truth. But Yin Jingzhi now feels that Zhao Lingjun is such a handsome boy, and it is very likely that he will be hit by the golden crow.

Sure enough, what Yin Jingzhi expected was that Zhao Lingjun said casually. "In this case, then we Wumen will send someone to play first."

After laughing, Zhao Lingjun nodded to the Suzaku beside him.

As soon as Zhao Lingjun nodded to him, Suzaku jumped into the middle of the stone platform happily.

After Yin Jingzhi and the people of the Suppression League recognized it, the first person in the Suppression League also jumped onto the stone platform.

The first to represent the Suppression Witch League was Gao Richuan, a disciple of the Laoshan Sect.

After Gao Richuan came on the field, he emptied all his pockets very bachelor, and told Zhao Lingjun and the people of the Suppression League that he was fighting purely by magic, and he had no habit of carrying any magic weapons.

The people from the Suppression Witch League looked at Gao Ri Chuan and couldn't help laughing. Everyone in the Witch League believes that if Gao Richuan goes to make a movie, he can definitely win a Golden Image Award.

Because when Zhao Lingjun agreed with the Wumen people to come out first, the opinions of the No. 70 or 80 people in the Suppression Witch League had reached an amazing unity.

The people of the Suppression League had already discussed the countermeasures in a moment.

The countermeasures of the people in the Witch League are Tian Ji horse racing and concentrated superior firepower.

Tian Ji horse racing, of course, refers to the fact that when he encounters a master like Suzaku, the Suppression Witch League will be cannon fodder, and when it encounters a master who is not as powerful as Suzaku, the Suppression Witch League will send a powerful Master.

The concentration of superior firepower means that the people in the Witch League will hand over powerful magic weapons to those powerful masters. This way, when this person is on the field, his strength will of course be greatly increased.

As Suzaku's opponent, Gao Ri Chuan is of course the cannon fodder selected by everyone in the Suppression League.

Of course, the cannon fodder will not carry any magic weapons.

And Gao Ri Chuan did not disappoint everyone's hopes. As soon as Gao Ri Chuan got on the stone platform, he used his whole body's power to perform a boundless falling tree in the Laoshan technique.

And when Suzaku easily broke Gao Ri Chuan's boundless falling wood technique with a samida fire sword, Gao Ri Chuan confessed very bachelor.

When Gao Richuan pretended to be very depressed and jumped off the stone platform, the people from the Suppression Witch League worked so hard that they didn't make themselves laugh.

"Haha, our Wumen leads one to zero." When Zhuque and Zhao Lingjun were laughing happily, everyone in the Suppression League felt that this so-called new witch king~IndoMTL.com~ is no different from an idiot. .

"Perhaps, it is only such an idiot who will cast the Blood Moon Summon uprightly." When sending the second person from the Suppression Witch League, Yin Jingzhi couldn't help thinking in his heart.

The second member of Zhao Lingjun's party is Qinglan.

As soon as he saw that Zhao Lingjun was sent by Qinglan, Yin Jingzhi randomly ordered one among the crowd.

"You, go up and try her."

"Me?" The person who was spotted and Yin Jingzhi, who spotted him casually, were both dumbfounded.

Yin Jingzhi casually spotted a disciple of the Seven Star Sect. The Seven Star Sect was the weakest among all the more than ten sects participating in this witch suppression operation. And the disciple of the Seven Star Sect whom Yin Jingzhi picked up casually had a piece of hair scorched.

Yin Jing directly clicked on him, but he was actually a guy who couldn't resist even the fire crow in the Mandaw pot.

"This is terrible. The people of Wumen must have seen what countermeasures we have taken." The people of the Suppression Witch League thought depressed in their hearts, "This is too much play."