"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhao!"

Jin Lin said, and the Chang Ge in his hand suddenly pierced Zhao Gongming's heart.

"You...you...you are so cruel!"

Zhao Gongmingyuan stared, a little frightened, and said with a look on his face.

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhao, I don't want to do that either. Your Dinghaizhu makes people jealous! Don't worry, I will take good care of it for you. You can go on your way with peace of mind!"

Jin Lin's Ge stabbed him hard again, and Zhao Gongming screamed and fell to the ground helplessly.

Jin Lin hurriedly bent down and took away Zhao Gongming's dragon-binding rope, golden whip, long sword, and the twenty-four Dinghai beads in a string.

The two demon gods slowly stood up, one turned into Jin Lin, the other turned into Bei Minggao, and Jin Lin turned into Zhao Gongming. The three of them left in a hurry.

Room.

Good guy, there are thirty demon gods outside who are fighting against the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, the Feather Wing Fairy, the Spirit Tooth Fairy, the Black Cloud Fairy, the Golden Light Fairy, the Qiu Shou Fairy, etc., and it’s hard to tell them apart!

"Elder brother, I rescued Jin Lin, and Beiming Gao, the son of the head of the Beiming family. There were two demon gods guarding it. It took me a lot of effort. If it weren't for Ding Haizhu, I might not have been able to do it.

Those two difficult guys."

The Three Immortals Zhao Gongming came to Taoist Duobao who was watching the battle from the air.

"Senior Brother Duobao, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. From now on, as long as you give me your orders, I, Jin Lin, will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"Duo...Senior Duobao, our Beiming family has suffered a great calamity. All our parents, relatives and friends have died. They died miserably. You must uphold justice for our Beiming family!"

Bei Minggao's words were pitiful and he gave a polite salute.

Taoist Duobao frowned and tightened his eyes, and looked him up and down: "Luo Hu, the one who suffered a thousand blows, will naturally not die well. His three thousand demons are working for the tiger. Not only can we, Jiejiao, not spare him, but also those of the three realms."

Immortals will not tolerate them anymore."

"Yes, they made a lot of noise in the prehistoric era, and caused even more disasters than Chi You. Now they are back, and they regard the immortals of the three realms as if they were nothing. How can they be immortal!"

As Zhao Gongming said this, he held up the Dinghaizhu with his left hand and hit Duobao on the head without warning.

Taoist Duobao is famous for his many treasures. He was accidentally illuminated by the five-colored light emitted by Dinghaizhu, which made him unable to see clearly. He was also very vulnerable to plots. Then he was knocked down from the sky by Dinghaizhu and fell to the ground.

.

Even if an ordinary Daluo Jinxian is hit by the flashing red light of Dinghai Pearl, he will be knocked dizzy and fall to the ground.

But the Taoist Duobao just made a big somersault, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding. He actually got up and yelled angrily: "Junior Brother Zhao, you are crazy! Dare to use poisonous hands on me?"

"Awesome, my senior brother, you are fine even if you are hit by the Dinghai Pearl. You are worthy of being a leader. Let's see how you escape from my dragon-binding rope!"

Zhao Gongming stretched out his left hand, and the dragon-binding rope flew towards Taoist Duobao, trying to capture him with its powerful binding force.

Duobao was frightened but did not panic. When he saw the dragon-binding rope coming, he shouted sternly: "Fifth Junior Brother, don't be so presumptuous!"

With a flick of his finger, a large Dona gourd appeared that pressed down on his waist. With a "swish" sound, the dragon-binding rope was sucked into the gourd.

"Hmph, let me see what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Taoist Duobao scolded, raised the Dona gourd, and shouted "take it" to Zhao Gongming, who was about to cast Dinghai beads on him again, and the twenty-four Dinghai beads gathered in a string were emitted from the gourd.

The purple-gold light was taken in.

"This...this...what's going on, where is Ding Haizhu?"

Zhao Gongming was panic-stricken, and his words were chaotic. Even Jin Lin and Bei Minggao beside him immediately panicked. Losing the Ding Haizhu was not a good thing.

"Big... senior brother, be careful, they are fake!"

At this time, Zhao Gongming, who was bleeding from the mouth and his chest was red, opened the door and crawled out dying.

Taoist Duobao's heart thumped, and he suddenly realized that things were worse than he imagined!

"This...what the hell is going on?"

Taoist Duobao looked at the three people Zhao Gongming hanging in the sky and asked the struggling Zhao Gongming.

"Senior Brother, I was deceived by the fake Jinlin I rescued, and they plotted against me. I couldn't even...even keep the magic weapon given by Master. I'm sorry for you, Senior Brother, and even more sorry for Master. I...

"

Zhao Gongming, who was seriously injured, said sadly that the injuries involved were probably too severe and it was difficult to support him anymore.

Taoist Duobao glared at the fake Zhao Gongming in the sky, and hurriedly moved to help the dying Zhao Gongming: "Junior brother Gongming, junior brother Gongming, you have to hold on, you can't just leave like this!"

"Senior...Senior Brother, I'm going to die soon. I...I'm sorry for Master. I've smeared him...he has discredited you. You have to...be...be careful...Luo...Luo Hu..."

Zhao Gongming said his last words with regret and anger, fearing that he might not be able to save his life.

Seeing Junior Brother Zhao dying at any moment, Taoist Duobao had mixed feelings and sobbed: "Junior Brother Gongming, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

"Thank you so much, senior brother!"

As Zhao Gongming was about to die in his arms, he suddenly hit Taoist Duobao on the chest with a real palm.

The incident happened suddenly, Taoist Duobao was unable to defend himself, and was sent flying three feet away by this palm.

Taoist Duobao who fell to the ground and vomited blood was completely confused. What happened to Junior Brother Zhao Gongming Zhao? Could it be that he was fake?

The Immortal Jiejiao, who was fighting in a chaotic mess, also shouted anxiously: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

But they were entangled by the demons and gods and couldn't get away at all. They could only work in a hurry, and they really had no time to get away.

"Bastard! Who are you, the devil?" Taoist Duobao roared angrily.

"I, of course I am Zhao Gongming, your lovely junior brother, hehe!" Zhao Gongming, who was seriously injured and struggling to his death, said with a smile.

"Nonsense! Junior brother Gongming is not someone like you who would plot against me. If I don't pull out your skin, I'll twitch your tendons."

Taoist Duobao was furious, completely furious and lost his patience.

Being teased twice in a row, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help it. Seeing the fake Zhao Gong running away from the corridor tomorrow, Taoist Duobao gritted his teeth and immediately took out a golden elixir and swallowed it, not caring about what was happening in the sky.

The fake Zhao Gongminghe was seriously injured, and he chased after him as soon as he ducked.

Suddenly, a seriously injured person sneaked out of the long corridor. Who was it if it wasn't Zhao Gongming?

"Elder brother, I... I was attacked and fell into a coma. I wonder what happened? Hey, you were seriously injured too. How is this possible? Who could hurt you? Could it be Luo Hu? Let me see your injuries.

"

As Zhao Gongming said this, he came up to grab his wrist and take his pulse.

"Asshole! If you dare to tease me again, you are seeking death!"

How could Taoist Duobao believe it? There was a "bang" of applause and he slapped Zhao Gongming's chest impartially.

ah…

With a scream, Zhao Gongming fell dozens of meters away like a kite with its string broken.

puff……

Wow……

"See if you are still trying to be mysterious, I used eight points of my strength in this palm, which is enough to kill you!"

Taoist Duobao laughed and said somewhat proudly.

"Why...why...what, big...big...master...senior brother..." Zhao Gongming looked confused and asked without knowing why.

"Because you deserve to die!" Taoist Duobao said funnyly.

"Really? You can even attack your own junior brother. You are not so angry. It's a pity that Tongtian can't see this show, otherwise he will definitely praise you." A voice came slowly, interrupting many people.

Taoist Bao's thoughts.

"You...you are...Rahu?" Taoist Duobao stared at the man in purple and gold armor walking slowly down the corridor and asked seriously.

"Yes, you still have some knowledge. You are worthy of being the first disciple of Tongtian, Taoist Duobao. We finally meet!" Luo Hu chuckled and said in admiration.

"Luohu! You...what do you mean by what you just said?" Taoist Duobao asked, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"It's not interesting. I just asked them to play a little trick and let you kill your junior brother Zhao Gongming with your own hands. How about it, does it feel good to kill your junior brother? By the way, if the ignorant Taoist Tongtian knew about it, wouldn't he?

Will I cut you alive with my own hands? How about, if you have no choice, come to me, I, Rahu, will not treat you badly."

"What? Master...Junior brother, he is Junior Brother Gongming?" Taoist Duobao turned pale with shock and panicked a little.

"What, you don't believe it? Two falsehoods and one truth are enough to kill you! I set this up just to attract a talent like you," said Luo Hu.

Taoist Duobao is so panicked, how can he keep his composure?

He ran up in three steps and two steps, and quickly helped Zhao Gongming, who was vomiting blood, and cried regretfully: "Junior brother Gongming, Master Gongming, is it really you? Why... why... why is it you?

"

The blood in Zhao Gongming's mouth stopped flowing: "Master...brother, I...we have...fell into a trap. I don't...don't...blame you...help...help me...get revenge...

…”

As Zhao Gongming spoke, he tilted his head, dropped his hands, and died.

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