Chapter 432: The big battle will start!

At the gate of 　　, Yang Jian held this jade talisman for a long time without saying a word, and stood facing the east for more than half an hour.
The wind moves the folds of the long gown, and the wind and grass are calm.
When the lieutenant generals saw it, they all thought that the prime minister was thinking about a way to break the enemy, and no one rushed to bother.
Nezha has never seen Yang Jian standing silently like this. Several times I want to ask what's wrong. If there are a few things to discuss with the same door, why bother alone...
But Nezha was a little afraid of Yang Jian, but he didn't go straight to his thoughts.
Several juniors gathered in a tent, all watching Yang Jian's back with their spiritual consciousness.
Lei Zhenzi asked: "Does the big brother always think about war like this?"
"The big brother's consideration is far beyond what we can know," Huang Tianhua picked up the wine jar and poured a sip on his mouth, "Who makes the big brother the big brother, naturally worry more than us."
Mu Zha smiled and said: "We are all rushing goods, not a few good strategies, and they can't help the big brother."
"That's a bad remark," Jin Zha looked a little unhappy, but swallowed when the words reached his lips, obviously not wanting to say more.
Nezha lay on the side with a fire-tipped spear, yawned, and said, "There is a big brother in everything, don't worry. Last time the Golden Spirit Mother and the Great Black Cloud came, the big brother also carried it down? It hurt us. Worry for nothing."
"That said," Lei Zhenzi looked a little serious, "but you and I are all appointed to help the senior brother in revitalize the Zhou Dynasty, and treat yourself as a big brother. Let me ask the senior brother."
"Hey, don't go..."
Nezha couldn't stop him, Lei Zhenzi had already taken a sonorous step towards Daying Yuanmen.
"Let him ask." Muzha took the gourd and took a sip of wine, and several people listened at the same time...
When Lei Zhenzi arrived at the gate, he said to Yang Jian's back, and asked, "What's wrong with the older brother? Can the younger brother be worried about the older brother?"
Yang Jian returned to his senses, turned to look at Lei Zhenzi behind him, and said with a smile: "There is nothing serious, the second uncle passed a letter to me, saying that the immortals of Yuxu Palace will come to Xiqi in the near future to help us break the enemy and defend the enemy. "
When Lei Zhenzi heard this, he said strangely: "This is a good thing."
"Good thing? Not at all? Come on, let me go."
Yang Jian walked forward with his hand held down, and Lei Zhenzi followed from behind. The brothers walked in the grassland, but the words they said fell in the ears of several people.
"Junior disciple knows what is the calamity of the Conferred God?"
"Brother cannot fail me in the exam," Lei Zhenzi laughed, "I heard the teacher mention several times that the power of Taoism and the decline of heaven have affected the balance of the Three Realms and hindered the movement of the Tao. Daoist disciples should all be robbed of it. If the source of blessing is shallow and the supernatural powers are not as good as humans, they must go to the list of consecrated gods.
"Yes," Yang Jian nodded slightly. Uncle Yunzhongzi's opinion was fair, and he didn't mention anything about the Jade Emperor crying to Daozu.
Yang Jian said: "The Dao Sect's calamity, you and I are both in it. But under the calamity, there must be chance."
"Opportunity, how do you say?"
Seeing Lei Zhenzi's blank face, Yang Jian couldn't help laughing.
Listen to him explain to the younger brother:
"In the old days, the first catastrophe, the dragon and the phoenix fought until the end of the oil and the lamp was gone, and then there was the great prosperity of the Lich. The Lich battle, the human race became the protagonist of the heaven and the earth. Heaven is in you and me."
"You and I both have the blessing of aspirations for those who should be robbed. They practice smoothly, without obstacles, or can obtain many treasures, or they may have a few magical powers. These are all benefits for us."
"It's good. As long as we can survive this catastrophe, this body will not die and not be included in the list of gods, it is equivalent to great strength, eliminating the merits of ten thousand years of cultivation, and adding merit. This is not the place of opportunity?"
Lei Zhenzi nodded suddenly, and Nezha and others were also thoughtful.
In fact, these few of them have not been on the list of conferred gods, and they are all ‘flesh sanctified’ and they have become the mainstay in the heavenly court.
Yang Jian took Lei Zhenzi on the walk. After experiencing it for a long time, Lei Zhenzi asked, "Then, as long as we can live to a disaster and never turn into fly ash, we will have this opportunity?"
"Of course," Yang Jian handed the jade talisman in his hand to Lei Zhenzi.
Uncle Yun Zhongzi and Junior Brother Lei Zhenzi, these are the disciples who explain and teach Miao Zhenggenhong, and they are self-reliable.
Yang Jian sighed: "Wen Zhong found the Ten Heavenly Lord of Jin'ao Island. This is actually not a strong figure, but after that, it has been implicated in many Jiejiao immortals. The Ten Heavenly Lord is good at deploying formations and will soon be able to deploy. For the Shijue Formation, I originally intended to break into the formation by myself and have the confidence to defeat the enemy. However, what the uncles meant was that they had gone down the mountain once, and it was considered a disaster."
Lei Zhenzi was also a little puzzled after reading the letter carried by Yufu.
"Senior Brother, Senior Uncle and Uncle, why don't they hide from disaster, but have to come in instead?"
"Perhaps because of the previous attack by the Golden Spirit Mother and the Wuyunxian, the immortal in the gate felt that the facade of the teachings was damaged," Yang Jian shook his head, "Or maybe they knew that there was no way to hide from the catastrophe, and they could only respond to it. , And another catastrophe, so I decided to go down the mountain and beat them by surprise."
Shi Tianjun?
It is not a rival to the Twelve Golden Immortals of the interpretation and teaching, not to mention that the Taoist Taoist and Taoist Lu Ya will also come to blend in 80%.
Lei Zhenzi groaned a few times, and then looked at the figure of Yang Jian walking in front of him. He felt that the big brother's chicness was a little bit less, and his steps were also heavy.
"Well, big brother, I'm not good at speech," Lei Zhenzi chased up in two steps, "but don't worry, big brother, our masters are all great supernatural powers, with profound blessings, and there must be a solution to evil!"
Yang Jian looked at Lei Zhenzi, chuckled and nodded.
But I was weighing in my heart, if I were to fight against Empress Yunxiao’s golden battle, what chance would I have...
Whatever should come will always come, and not everything goes as you wish.
On the second day of Shi Tianjun's entry into the merchant army, Wen Zhong rode Mo Qilin to the cloud alone to scream, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed color.
Outside the Zhou Jun barracks, flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and the sun, evil spirits soaring into the sky, black clouds roaring.
Wen Zhongqi Mo Qilin landed in front of the black cloud, his body shone with golden light, his forehead opened up, and he looked straight at Zhou Jun's camp. Behind him, ten figures floated and sinked in the black cloud.
"Humph!"
A figure flew into the sky accompanied by Leng Hun, Yang Jian dressed in a white robe, with cold eyes, looking straight ahead.
A few more figures flew over, Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Muzha, Jinzha, and Lei Zhenzi standing behind Yang Jian, and the six brothers looked at the black cloud at the same time.
"Yang Jian!"
Wen Zhong scolded, "As a famous disciple, you don't respect rituals and rules, and you don't know the rules of the human world. You arrogantly assisted Zhou's rebellion and intended to make me a foundation for eight hundred years! Your heart is really damn! Friends, Gaoyi, help each other, and you will die today!"
After saying this, the King of Ten Heavens on Jin'ao Island showed his figure after hearing the middle.
Yang Jian took a look at the only woman among the ten heavenly monarchs, the Holy Mother of Light; these years, there are a few brushes that can be called the Holy Mother, but Yang Jian didn't feel that the Holy Mother of Light had too strong aura.
It's quite beautiful.
"Why do you have to engage in these verbal controversies? It's better to let your fellow Daoists let them go."
"Yang Jian, your tone is too big," after Wen Zhong, a Taoist man in a brown robe said coldly, "I am counted as your teacher, so I don't even respect you!"
Yang Jian shook his head, "I don't know who your Excellency learned from, and the method you cultivate can arouse such evil spirits. Our Taoist school advocates pure and nourishing nature. Although we do not quit killing, there is no such filthy method."
The Taoist in the brown robe suddenly became angry.
Our Lady of Golden Light, who stood in the middle of the ten people, chuckled lightly and said: "I have long heard that Senior Nephew Yang Jian can talk about things. I saw it today, and it really is. If so, I won’t wait and talk nonsense with you. Today, ten of my brothers and sisters are here. You set up ten great formations before the camp. God has the virtue of living well. You are allowed a hundred days. If you can break the formation, I will return to Jinao Island and never set foot in Nanzhou."
"But if you can't break it," the mother of golden light had a cold face, "only one of these ten formations can wipe out the lives of thousands of li."
Extinct...
These two words are not freely available.
Right now, Yang Jian had the urge to do it directly, and the magical technique of 72 changes had already come to mind.
"Brother! Why should we wait for them to set up?" Nezha yelled from behind, but Yang Jian calmed down.
If Yang Jian is the only one here, he will have no doubts about fighting the Ten Heavenly King; but today, there are hundreds of thousands of troops under him and countless mortals behind him.
Shi Tianjun was so angry when he appeared on the stage, it was obvious that several people were tired of killing evil, and the words spoken by Our Lady of Golden Light were not pure threats.
"Okay," Yang Jian said indifferently, "that's what you set up."
Nezha had more to say, but the eldest brother Jinzha on the side pressed his shoulders and whispered a few words.
On the other side, Wen Zhong seemed to be frowning. He was the Shang Dynasty's grandmaster~EbookFREE.me~ and naturally wanted to let the Ten Heavenly Lord directly lay down a large array to kill the Zhou army here, in order to relieve the danger of the business.
"That said, after three days, you can leave the camp and break the battle!"
Our Lady of the Golden Light said such words directly, Wen Zhong said nothing except for a light sigh.
Now that the battle book has been established, it will be clear after three days.
Wen Zhong went back to the barracks, feeling a little depressed, and finally couldn't help going to the camp where Shi Tianjun was staying and asking about today's affairs.
"Dear fellow daoists, why give Yang Jian a chance to break the formation?"
You look at me and I look at you in Ten Tianjun, all smiling.
Our Lady of the Golden Light smiled and said: "The Grand Master really thinks that the big formation I am waiting for is to kill mortals? The Shijue formation is called Shijue. If the ten formations are usually set up, you must kill enough of them to explain and teach ten people before you stop. Master Tai doesn’t have to be impatient, I wait for the disciples of the Clan Sect to be killed, wouldn’t the Zhou Kingdom’s army be broken?"
Taishi Wen was relieved, and said to Shi Tianjun, with an ashamed expression, "I also care about it, but I am confused. Alas, this is a Tang Jiye, I can't bear to wait and see it ruined."
"Don't worry, Great Dao Fifty, Tianyan 49, I intercepted teaching is to intercept that gleam of vitality," Bai Li said with a chuckle, and Taishi Wen felt relieved when he heard it.
A line of life...
Walking out of the camp, Wen Zhong hesitated in his heart, staring at the afterglow of the setting sun in the western sky, slightly lost.
Where is the first line of life for Dashang? u