In the blink of an eye, it was the third day of the Chanjie War.
On the opposite side, I heard that the Grand Master and the remaining Eight Heavenly Lords had already lined up their troops and horses, flags were fluttering, and the sun and the moon were welcoming.
Outside Lu Peng, a golden bell rang, and the twelve immortal heads came out first, followed by three generations of disciples and tens of thousands of soldiers, lining up for several miles.
"Fellow Taoists of Chanjiao, who will come to join my Wind Roar Formation?" Dong Tianjun stood in front of the Wind Roar Formation and asked loudly.
Ran Deng sighed: "The number of days has been determined, and everything cannot escape!"
Then he sent an order: "I ordered Fang Bi to walk through the Wind-breaking Roar Formation!"
Liu Qiao turned around and looked at Fang Xiang, the two brothers Fang Bi, nodded and said: "Go! It's a blessing to escape the disaster as soon as possible!"
Both Prime Minister Fang and Fang Bi nodded calmly.
Different from others, Liu Qiao could be regarded as half a master, so Liu Qiao told the two of them about this matter yesterday.
Both of these are tribulations transformed by the Holy Spirit. Although they have not yet awakened to the wisdom of the past and clearly understand the past and present lives, they still have their own spirituality, blessed souls, and understand the opportunity to escape tribulations. They are in the roaring formation of the wind.
It is destined to go into battle for Xiqi.
After all, he was the reincarnation of a god, not like Han Dulong, who cried for most of the night.
The two Fang brothers always looked calm, as if they didn't know what fear was.
"I'm willing to go!" Fang Bi responded, holding a halberd and walking like flying to the front of the formation.
I saw a big man, three feet tall, with a face as big as a jujube, a mustache with four eyes, and he was holding a big halberd, and he came towards me.
Dong Tianjun, an immortal who is used to seeing strangers and masters, was shocked and secretly said, "What is this? Such a ferocious elephant has four eyes..."
All I could see was Fang Bi's appearance: a three-pronged crown, rippling dark clouds, a heart covered with iron, and built with dragon scales.
He is wearing a emerald blue robe, with brilliant flowers, a painted pole and a halberd, and he is fiercely conquering the clouds. His four eyes are really shining, and his face is as red as jujubes and shrimps.
Fang Bi saw Dong Tianjun looking at him blankly, as if he was shocked. He remembered Liu Qiao's instructions, shouted loudly, and hit him with a halberd.
However, Liu Qiao had already told him not to talk nonsense when going into battle. It was best to make a sneak attack. Being able to knock Dong Tianjun over in one move would be a miracle.
He was three feet tall, and the halberd in his hand was also made by Xiqi craftsmen overnight. It was as thick as a house beam, four to five feet long, and weighed more than a thousand kilograms.
When you sweep it up, it will bring up the "whooshing" evil wind, and the dust will rise everywhere, making it majestic.
Even if a god were to receive this blow, half of his life would inevitably be lost. How could Dong Tianjun dare to block it?
Seeing the fierce attack, Dong Tianjun turned over to avoid it and dragged the deer to escape into the formation.
If other gods came to join the battle, Dong Tianjun would still be willing to show off his martial arts skills.
But when encountering a divine general like Fang Bi, who uses strength to defeat skill, it is no use even if his martial arts are good but his strength is insufficient, so he simply sneaks into the formation without fighting with him.
"Don't leave, demon!" Fang Bi ran away as soon as he saw Dong Tianjun confronting him, and chased into the formation aggressively.
Seeing this, everyone in Yuxu had no expression on their faces. Jiang Shang looked around and ordered: "Beat the drum and cheer for General Fang!"
"Dong! Dong Dong Dong!..."
Fang Bi heard the sound of the drum and rushed into the formation, only to see Dong Tianjun already on the altar.
Although Fang Bi heard that the formation was dangerous, he knew the secrets of it, so he grabbed his halberd and ran to the altar, intent on killing Dong Tianjun.
"Haha..." Dong Tianjun sneered, silently recited the incantation, took the black flag on the case, and waved it gently.
The sound of "boom" is like the sound of a cannon blasting into the sky, and like the sky falling and the earth falling.
The formation was filled with mist, and countless black winds stirred up, like smoke and blades, like millions of swords and swords. As the black wind rubbed and rolled, there was a "clanging" sound of gold and iron.
"Ah!" Fang Bi shouted before he could catch up a few steps. His limbs were broken and he fell to the ground.
After whimpering a few times, he immediately gave up his breath, and a true spirit floated directly towards the Conferred God Platform.
Dong Tianjun jumped off the table, cut off Fang Bi's head and threw it out of the formation.
"Brother..." Fang Xiang shouted and almost fainted.
The immortals in Yuxu also had expressions on their faces, and Liu Qiao comforted Fang Xiang and said, "Don't panic, death is not real death. You still have a day to meet each other, so don't wait for me to protect my master!"
"Teacher, I must decapitate that evil spirit to sacrifice the soul of my brother!" Fang Xiang calmed down and said angrily.
Liu Qiao nodded solemnly and said: "Don't worry, the cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny!"
After comforting Fang Xiang, Liu Qiao immediately took out the heavenly book and started writing as fast as he could.
After all, they are all named disciples. Even if he is destined to be on the list, he still has to add a few descriptions to Fang Bi.
Fang Gong, Tabi, Zi Yuanyong.
He was born in the third year of Emperor Yi. He was three feet long, with four bright eyes and a face as heavy as a jujube. In the sixth year of Emperor Xin, he became the general of Shangzhen Hall.
A man with beards floating on the back of his head, a loyal and upright hero throughout his life. He once rebelled against the imperial court to protect the crown prince, and met Yi Sheng at the Panhe Ferry.
He returned to Zhou Dynasty and was not awarded any official title. He performed extraordinary feats in the Wind Roar Formation. It was only because of the celestial phenomenon that he had predetermined to show his way and consecrate his name to the gods for a long time...
Liu Qiao is here to write a book.
In front of the Shijue Formation, Dong Quan urged the deer, and Shi Shiran came out of the formation, shouting: "Fellow Taoist Yuxu, you accidentally killed an ordinary man, how can you feel at ease? Since you are a man of high moral standards, you will see me when you come to our formation.
Jade, stone!"
Liu Qiao turned over and stepped onto the yellow-spotted tiger, walked slowly out of the formation, and replied: "Dong Tianjun, I am here to meet you!"
"Dong..." Guangchengzi rang the Yuxu Golden Bell, and Liu Qiao, under the instructions of Ran Deng, took the Wind-fixing Pill, picked up the fly whisk, carried the sword on his back, and stepped out astride the tiger.
Seeing that a normal Qi practitioner finally came to Dong Quan, he couldn't help but show off his martial arts in front of the three armies' formation.
Then he rode off the Cha Lu, picked up two Tai'a swords, sang a song and came out, saying:
"There are so many worries about attaining peace and tranquility. The elixir furnace and the horse are paired with the sacred ox. I have always seen through the chaos. A little spiritual platform can only give me freedom..."
Liu Qiao stood a few steps away from the tiger, without saying a word or urging him.
When Dong Tianjun finished singing the Taoist song, Liu Qiao bowed his head and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are free and at ease, why bother to disturb the mortal world and bring disaster to you!"
"You explain the teachings to your disciples, rely on your Taoism to be amazed, and have repeatedly despised us, so we just came down from the mountain!" Dong Tianjun explained the reason in a few words.
He looked at Liu Qiao and then advised him: "Fellow Taoist, I see that you are a kind-hearted guest. Go back quickly and don't let anyone else come. Don't cause trouble or ruin it!"
The implication is that Liu Qiao's three flowers have not yet matured, and his five qi have not accumulated. Although he has magical power, he is only of a low level and will die if he comes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is better to go back quickly and find someone like the Twelve Immortals, so as not to waste Qingqing's life.
Liu Qiao pursed his lips and smiled when he heard this, how could he not understand the meaning behind Dong Tianjun's words!
If the Twelve Immortal Heads come to break the formation, even if the formation is broken, it will still greatly increase the reputation of the Heavenly Lord. Look, we had a good fight with the Twelve Immortal Heads back then.
There is no shame in speaking out.
If the formation was broken by an unknown person like myself, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the face?
Liu Qiao shook his head indifferently, was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly: "Fellow Taoist, please take care of yourself first!"
When Dong Quan saw how scornful he was, he was so angry that he came to take Liu Qiao with his two Tai'a swords.
Liu Qiaofu sat on the tiger's body, swept the "thorn" with a whisk, and thousands of white silk threads, as soft as wrapping around his fingers, gently opened the Tianjun sword.
Although the fly whisk worked as expected, it was a soft thing. Liu Qiao only used it to practice the method of transformation and rarely used it to fight.
After three or five rounds, he saw that he was indistinguishable, so he simply drew his sword from his shoulder, raised his sword to sword, and refused to give way.
Dong Tianjun's swordsmanship was very good, he was like a swimming dragon, he knew his moves and tricks, but Liu Qiao was so thin that he actually had nine oxen of divine power.
A single sword was used against two swords, and only two or three were combined. The beating made Dong Tianjun sweat profusely and his arms became weak.
But I saw Liu Qiao stabbing, picking, poking, and blocking, the sword light was blazing, and he was still majestic. His face was not red and he was out of breath, as if he had not exerted any force.
Dong Tianjun secretly thought: "With such great strength, could it be that he is a good farmer and tireless? You can't fight him head-on like this!"
Immediately, he made a false move and jumped out of the battle circle. Seeing that Liu Qiao did not stop him, Dong Tianjun turned his head and said, "Do you dare to fight with me again in the formation?"
After saying this, without waiting for Liu Qiao's reply, he urged the eight-pronged sika deer to leap into the air with all four hooves, and slipped into the formation in a flash.
Liu Qiao patted the tiger's head, stepped off the yellow-spotted tiger, and hurried away shaking his head, his four claws flying, sending up clouds of smoke, and he arrived in front of the roaring wind formation in a moment.
The woodcutter saw the gloomy clouds and black mist inside. Before he entered the formation, only the slightest bit of dark wind came out of the formation, blowing on his face, like a knife cutting it, leaving thin traces of blood.
Rao was mentally prepared in advance. Ran Deng, Daode Zhenjun, and Jiang Shang all gave themselves a small amount of vaccination.
I was hesitant for a moment and didn't dare to enter without permission. Only when I got to the front of such a ferocious formation could I realize its power.
Not to mention Liu Qiao, even Manjusri and Manjusri who had conquered heaven and earth before were still hesitant and did not dare to enter.
Everyone who was explaining the teaching in the distance was silent and looked cautious. They didn't think there was anything wrong with this behavior. After all, even Manjusri and others before him were the same.
But they all prayed in their hearts that it would be okay if Liu Qiao broke. The key was not to leave the Wind-Fixing Pill inside. This Wind-Fixing Pill was an innate treasure.
There is only one spiritual bead generated by heaven and earth that can control all the winds in the chaos of earth, water, fire, and wind.
If Liu Qiao loses the Fixed Wind Pill in the formation, he will be in big trouble.
Nezha, on the other hand, sneered in his heart, feeling that Liu Qiao was really cowardly.
It’s just that after Han Dulong was listed on the list, Xue Ehu was controlled by his master and stopped playing with him.
Now that Nezha wants to ridicule Liu Qiao, there is no one around him to share this happiness.
After waiting for almost half a cup of tea, Liu Qiao still stood in front of the formation and looked at it.
Ran Deng frowned and winked at Guang Chengzi.
"Boom..." I heard a crisp bell ringing behind me.
Liu Qiao knew that he didn't dare to delay any longer. He gritted his teeth and urged the tiger, held the wind beads in his hands, and slowly walked towards the formation.
However, the Yuxu bell rang and he had to go in. Liu Qiao could only pray in his heart that this innate treasure could work and stabilize the atmosphere in all directions.
"Damn it... it depends on this fate whether you live or die. If you can stabilize the wind, you can save your life and make achievements. If you can't stabilize it, everything will stop..."