The golden peng was on his back and turned into a sleeve.

Li Changshou, who was hiding his body, silently touched his forehead, looked at the murderous Yang Jian, and sighed secretly.

It seemed that because I was a firm move at that time, I didn't want to destroy the innate body, so I missed something good.

I can't think so.

First, it is unlikely that the way of heaven can allow one to gain the divine eyes that can see through everything. The heavenly eyes are also different from the heavenly eyes. Like the saints, there are differences in strength and weakness.

If it were his balanced avenue, and with Yang Jian, the heavenly eye that could see the essence of the heavenly way...

I'm afraid that what follows is a punishment for destruction. The Taoist ancestor appeared directly and said with a smile, "I took a look away, but I saw it. This boy is actually an extraterritorial demon."

Secondly, in this vast world, the benefits obtained by living beings have been secretly marked with the good prices by the Heavenly Dao. With this Heavenly Eye, it has established a direct connection with the Heavenly Dao.

In the future, Yang Jian is destined to work hard for the Heavenly Dao and become a descendant of the Heavenly Court...

Well, whether it can be reversed as the external image of the "Civilian of Heaven" depends on what Yang Jian can smash Lingshan today!

Li Changshou eliminated his distracting thoughts, responded with all his heart, and observed the every move of the old Taoists on Lingshan. The golden penis had hovered in the sky and flew in front of Lingshan.

Today, he is here to be Yang Jian’s backer.

To be precise, it was the Heaven he represented at this time who was Yang Jian’s backer.

Why did Li Changshou insist on using a paper Taoist to come?

In fact, he also had a little self-protection intention and gave the other party the illusion that "he is just a paper man, and it's useless to beat him."

Yang Jian first opened his eyes and closed his "native" eyes and carried his gun forward.

The masters of Western sects frowned, and at this moment they were somewhat scared by Yang Jian's eyes...

But most of the old Taoists present had the strength to fight with Yang Jian. Although Yang Jian opened up the heavenly eye, the essence and blood of the ancestor witch Emperor Jiang had not yet been completely absorbed. Although the combat power was strong, he was still far from the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Even if there are no core disciples like Di Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, and Xu Bodhi, there are no masters of the Ancient Tribe like Wen Jing. There are many people who can beat Yang Jian.

At this moment, what they feared was the golden penis behind Yang Jian and the old man sitting on the golden penis.

Taibai Star Lord.

"What does Lord Xingjun mean?"

An old Taoist seemed to be a little unable to bear it, and stepped back, hid in the crowd, pointing at Li Changshou and scolding:

"Does Taibai Xingjun think that my Western disciples have no temperament?

You came to Lingshan to humiliate me again and again. I thought that you were the master of the disaster and gave in every possible way. Now you are protecting the Jade Emperor's nephew and came to smash, burn and rob, intending to slander my reputation in Lingshan!

snort!

It's simply...excessive!"

Li Changshou remained silent, just lowered his head and stared at Yang Jian who was pressing step by step.

The old Taoists looked at each other for a few glances, and immediately someone took a step forward, gathering thousands of golden lights in his palms, and slapped Yang Jian.

As the sleeves and robe fluttered, Yang Jian's figure was immediately blocked.

"The person who comes is stopping," said the old Taoist who took action coldly, "Don't hold on to his own identity and dare to act wildly here!

You said that you asked me to wait to pay back your father and brother's lives, who are your father and brother?"

Yang Jian pursed his lips tightly and slowly raised the spear in his hand. The golden light wall in front of him began to flicker, and slight cracks appeared.

"My father Yang Tianyou, mother Yunhua, brother Yang Jiao!"

"What does Fairy Yunhua have to do with my Lingshan?"

Yang Jian took a step forward, and the golden light in front of him was blown up.

But he had no time to rush forward to launch an attack, and several golden lights suddenly flew from left and right, turning into ropes and wrapping them around Yang Jian, temporarily tying him to the spot.

Although Yang Jian wanted to dodge, his movements were still half a moment later.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart when he saw this...

Yang Jian was handsome after opening the Heavenly Eye, but his strength was still not as good as the second generation of the sect. In order to achieve the strength of being able to kill these Western sects in front of him, Yang Jian still needs to practice quietly, push the eight or nine mysterious skills to a greater level, and practice more combat skills to make up for the shortcomings of the main body.

Otherwise, you can only be a human-shaped sandbag with too high defense.

From afar, seeing Yang Jian being bound, Dongmu Gong immediately called out several generals and led 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to come to Lingshan. It was not too far away and had attracted the attention of all parties.

At this time, the old Taoists of Lingshan stopped Yang Jian and did not dare to hurt Yang Jian randomly. They were not up or down for a while, and were extremely depressed.

The Heavenly Court cannot afford to provoke the Heavenly Court, and the Anshuo Cult dare not provoke the Anshuo;

Taibai Xingjun can't count it, and the core disciples will not move.

Yang Jian had no scruples and no longer thought about going out alive.

He was struggling constantly, experiencing the power he had just obtained in the struggle. There were colorful rays surging everywhere around him, and the immortal ropes had begun to loosen.

However, the old Taoists in Lingshan still did not take Yang Jian into consideration.

An old Taoist looked puzzled and cursed: "This Fairy Yunhua was originally captured by the Heavenly Court. Yang Tianyou died at the hands of the Heavenly Court. What did our Lingshan do?"

A famous middle-aged female Taoist stood up in the corner, looking at Li Changshou in the air, full of grief and anger:

"Yes, there are many inappropriate things in my Lingshan's previous actions. I was targeted by Li Changgeng and I have been criticized for so many infamous!

But we can’t attribute all the injustice cases to our Western religion!

Taibai Xingjun wanted to use my soul and soul to fill the great disaster. This matter is known to all three realms, but at least, you should use some clever tricks. Such methods are really too dirty!

I am a Western religion, but you are half unscrupulous with Taibai Xingjun."

Li Changshou said slowly: "Have you ever killed innocent people indiscriminately? Have you ever used any means to facilitate something?

Or, I have used any unremarkable means?"

The middle-aged female fairy was speechless and snorted coldly: "Who can know these, and who can know them?"

"The Way of Heaven."

Li Changshou said lightly, and the female fairy frowned slightly.

A thin-faced old Taoist couldn't bear it and immediately rushed forward a few steps, pointing at Li Changshou and scolding:

"Okay, you water god Taibai Li Changgeng!

Today, I will make a vow to heaven. If the death of Yang Jian’s father and brother is directly related to our Western religion, please give heaven punishment! I am willing to take the blame!"

Click!

As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, the world of thousands of miles suddenly darkened, and a purple-red thunder came from the sky, instantly swallowing the old Taoist body!

No matter how you say it, no dodge!

Arcs splashed in all directions, knocking the old Taoists of Lingshan backwards.

Heavenly punishment!

Zixiao Divine Thunder!

When the heavenly punishment disappeared, the old Taoist who was chopped fell to the ground and was as angry as a scattered person. His injuries were neither minor nor serious. Just as he wanted to get up, a cold light suddenly flashed by his side...

Li Changshou's eyebrows were pounding, and the old Taoists in Lingshan were shocked, their eyes full of disbelief.

Three pieces were unsheathed from the sheath, and a charred head flew up, still staring at it in the air.

Yang Jian, who had broken free from his restraint, took a half step forward, opened his eyes on his forehead, and a purple-gold beam of light flew out from it, easily piercing the soul hiding in his head and smashing it...

Lingshan, this moment is silent.

Kill, kill?

At the Saint's Dojo, kill the Saint's disciples?

this!

Is there any saints here? Is there any saints here?

"Yang Jian! You deserve to die!"

An old Taoist shouted angrily, and several old Taoists rushed towards Yang Jian with anger.

Li Changshou sighed, his movements were not too fast, and he first pointed at Yang Jian from afar. The phantom of the Xuanhuang Tower appeared above Yang Jian's head, sprinkling a little Xuanhuang aura.

Another flag disappeared in Li Changshou's sleeve, breaking through the universe, and appearing behind Yang Jian. A roll of flames made all the flying treasures and magical powers disappear invisibly!

The innate spiritual treasure of the People's Education, the earth-leaning flame light flag!

Yang Jian's figure was protected by the flames emitted by the flag. The eight or nine mysterious skills were used, and the tigers went down the mountain to pounce on the group of old Taoists.

This picture made many powerful people watching here shine.

On the Lingshan Mountain, just say a few words of curse, just kill the saint's disciples...

On Jin Peng's back, Li Changshou felt Jin Peng's eagerness to try, and shook his head secretly.

Let's make a fuss, fight.

At worst, it is to fool the Ancient Sect and Western Sect into war in advance, and the Taoist Sect can also eliminate many hidden dangers.
To be continued...