Chapter 1721: (continued)

When Gong Jun Mo Zun was shot out of the void by Yang Junshan, he already understood that he could not escape in the hands of Yang Junshan and Yang Junxiu.
He is also decisive, what is the face of the great Luo Xianzun, nothing in the face of life and death, and immediately began to call for help.
Yang Junshan apparently did not think that the palace sacred demon statue was such a bachelor, and the situation was not good. The first time he sought help from his own family. For a time, he did not dare to try his best.
Fortunately, Yang Junxiu has absolute confidence and trust in his own righteous brother. In the first place, he will drive the tiger's giant blade to the palace.
Gong Qian Mo Zun also refused to ask for help, and quickly drove the sacred magic fork to hold the giant blade. The two sides were "clammed", just a sound, there will be many roads and demon monks who are fighting along the way. .
The magical fork of Gong Qiang Zun is higher in quality, and the giant blade of Yang Junxiu is flexible because of the existence of Ruyi Iron. The two sides struggled for a while.
At this time, a shadow far more than the thunderstorm storm summoned by Yang Junshan has enveloped the starry sky above the blood of the demon domain.
A piece of dark flame suddenly appeared around the thundercloud storm. The black flame that could not be seen with the naked eye under the shadow of the starry sky burned at the edge of the thundercloud, like a cold water dripping into the hot oil, all at once As the crackling sound of the firecrackers blew a circle of fine electric awns.
However, after this circle of power annihilation, the thunderstorm storm that hangs over the blood of the demon domain is obviously reduced by a circle, and then it is followed by a circle of electric annihilation, and the thundercloud shrinks again, and so on. ......
Yang Junshan did not have a fight with the Hezang Tianzun. In addition to the nine-day astrology, he relied on the momentum of the Xishan big boat. Under the precise calculations, he even made the Evergreen Tianzun the coexistence of the road.
Not long ago, with the help of the Great Five Elements, Lei Guang, and the Ring of Heaven, the Confucius and the Emperor Tianzun were all suppressed under the Quwu Mountain.
However, Yang Junshan himself understands very well. Whether it is Changqing Tianzun or Jurassic Son, these two people are the weakest in the middle of the road, and they are under the ambition of all kinds of calculations. Only after repeated efforts, in fact, there is almost no confrontation between the two sides.
In the face of a truly ordinary sacred god, not to mention the top supernatural powers like Pu Yuan Tian Zun, it is the Meng mother-in-law who is just a three-corporate incarnation. At that time, the earth-shaking powers have been Yang Junshan has a lingering fear.
However, it is said that this time, the current Yang Junshan in the advanced three flowers gathered in the top of the Da Luo, the strength is not the same as before, and the Devil’s Tianzun even shots, The strength may not be as good as the mother-in-law.
Of course, Yang Junshan’s true strength is because it is the Zhoutian astral world and the root of the Taoist family. The Mozu Tianzun may avoid the blockade of Puyuan Tianzun because of a sudden blow, but it is only a blow, annihilation. Or expelling foreign powers, fundamentally speaking, it is still the interests of Puyuan Tianzun itself. It is impossible for Puyuan Tianzun to let the foreign gods once again interfere with the opportunities inside the Zhoutian Stars.
The thunderstorm storm that bred the of thunder and thundered under the burning of the magic flame of the Mozu Tianzun, Yang Junshan naturally could not be indifferent, only to see him stretch his hand and gently pat on the forehead, a source of enthusiasm From the beginning, a group of purple and black energy rushed into the magic flame.
Between the vagueness, I saw that the shadows over the thunderclouds were shrinking sharply. However, after only a few moments, the black shadows stopped shrinking, which was only a third less than before.
Yang Junshan seems to be not surprised by this, but in the first time he will throw the broken sky in his hand.
The scorpio smashed directly into the shadows. In the distortion and disintegration of the void, the shadows shrouded in the starry sky were like a basin of water that broke the container, quickly sagged toward the rip and formed. An invisible vortex.
However, under the attack of Yang Junshan's two consecutive sacred magical powers, the black flames shrouded in the thunderclouds have still not been annihilated. Instead, the thunderstorms over the blood of the demon domain have been burned and nearly annihilated.
Gong Qiang Zunzun saw this, while fighting with Yang Junxiu, he laughed and said: "Yang Junshan, just because you also want to resist the black magic demon's life magic flame, it is simply an arm!"
Yang Junshan’s ridicule for the palace’s demon sorcerer was unheard of, and the figure suddenly jumped up and rushed straight into the shadow of the black flame after at least one third of the annihilation of the thunderstorm. Among them.
"Hey, look for the dead road!" Gong Qiang demon snorted.
However, just as his voice just fell, a whistling whistle circumvented the blockade of the sacred magic fork, and the slamming slammed into the body of the palace.
"It’s dare to distract from fighting with my grandmother!"
Yang Junxiu screamed, and the body of the white tiger was thrown toward the palace.
At this time, in the remote areas of the devil's blood somewhere, Ouyang Palin and his party, who have gathered here, are also looking up at the confrontation between Yang Junshan and the Mozu.
At this time, Ouyang Peirin suddenly lowered his head and said: "Don't watch, be prepared to go!"
Broken arm magic repaired and said: "Why? It seems that no wins yet!"
As soon as the voice fell, the vortex of the void in the shadow suddenly increased. The shadow that had been stagnant suddenly shrank, until the moment disappeared into the starry sky. In the broken void, Yang Junshan held the sky. Appeared on the magic field blood.
Broken arm magic repair is still exclaiming, Ouyang Palin has turned and left, behind the back of several confidants are also closely behind, broken arm magic repair sees busy with up.
Ouyang Peilin and others are a golden fairy, two yuan gods, plus a few Taoist monks, a group of people is not weak, and naturally will attract the attention of others.
It’s just that the departure of these people has been premeditated, and it’s too late for the Taoist side to block.
Just when Yang Junshan finally blocked the demon of the Mozu, and the black flame of the demon, it seemed to completely anger the demon Tianzun, who was far away from the starry sky, but saw the void in the depths of the starry sky begin to fold. And constantly in the distance between the blood and the magic field.
However, at this time, a dazzling mirror light also ran across the void, shining in the middle of the fold of the void, the original folded void was instantly smoothed by the mirror light.
"Puyuan, you have to be embarrassed with the deity?"
Deep in the sky, a resounding thought with an angry thought.
A chuckle also sounded in the stars: "Black and sorrowful friends, your hand stretched too long! When is the turn of black, you are bullying on the old man's site!"
This idea says that in the end, the tone is already designed to be strict!
At this time, the idea of ​​the black sorcerer revered, and immediately lowered his posture. He said: "The palace is the descendant of my demon's potential, the deity must take him away, and the Puyuan daoyou will give the deity a face."
Pu Yuan Tian Zun sneered and said: "The black sorrow friend asked the wrong person, and your own junior is offended by the old man!"
The black sorcerer was still waiting to speak again, but suddenly a scream came from the blood of the demon domain, and suddenly angered him.
"Humph!"
A thought suddenly exploded in the ear of Yang Junshan, which shocked him for a moment.
"Kid, you are courageous, dare to kill in front of the deity, very good, hey, very good!"
The thoughts of the black scorpion reverence echoed in the mind of Yang Junshan.
At this time, the idea of ​​Pu Yuan Tian Zun also came. At the same time, he also smoothed the offensive in the black sorcerer’s thoughts. Shen Sheng said: "Black, you have done this before, do you want to be an old man? Also go to your old family's nest for sightseeing?"
The black scorpion demon screamed coldly, but in the end it was no more movement.
Yang Junshan and Yang Junxiu, who are not far from each other, glanced at each other, but they were able to see each other’s eyes.
Yang Junshan quickly rushed to the stars: "Thank you for your help!"
"Good self!"
In the shadows, there seems to be a thought reverberating in his ear and going away.
Before the match between Puyuan Tianzun and the black scorpion demon in the starry sky, Yang Junshan returned to the magic domain after the magical flame of the black scorpion was blocked by the magical martial art of the three flowers. The blood is all, and the scorpion's sacred magic treasure is shot in one fell swoop.
Miyazaki is naturally not willing to lead the neck, and the original body-filled magic fog, suddenly a fog caused by the blood from the body, and the body is turned into a light. The magic field blood is forced to escape.
Unexpectedly, Yang Junxiu had already prepared for this. The white tiger Zhang, who turned into the original shape, made a silent roar. The rich white tiger rushed out and broke the secrets of Gong Qian.
Gong Qian slid out of the fog, Yang Junxiu has already held the tiger's giant blade, and obliquely moved the palace to two sections.
However, as the Da Luo Moxian, Gong Qian couldn't be so easily killed. In the moment of the broken body, the ghost of Gong Qian has already pulled out from it and tried to walk again. This time, the speed of escape seems to be faster than before. Faster.
However, just a few miles away from the devil's soul, I saw a flash of light in the air, and when I saw the demon, I saw that it had been penetrated by a spear composed entirely of lightning. The demon soul is annihilated a little under the sway of the thunder and lightning source. It is also possible to see the pain of the palace dive but there is no face at all.
Yang Junshan sighed a little, whispered: "Reconfirm it again, the big Luo Mozun will not fall so easily."
Yang Junxiu nodded and smashed the giant blade in his hand. The original body that had been split into two pieces had been turned into a group of meat, and then annihilated a little under the "bath" of Yang Junshan. nothingness.