Shadows of people ran around the mountains, and the golden colors rose together, gradually forming on the eastern foothills.

Above the mountain, the patrol of Yin and Yang realms made Zhang Fei run wildly, lower his body and lower his horse's back, avoiding the iron mace sweeping over, and swung a snake spear in his hand to sweep away the soldiers attached to the Yuanhun, who were sweeping away the immortal soldier Yuanhun, and crashed into the big rocks on the edge of the mountain, spewing out blood. The moment the Yuanhun left his body and ascended to heaven.

The figure holding two iron maces caught up with each other, and the two maces suddenly hugged each other. Zhang Fei hurriedly turned into a yin energy and dispersed. The big tree was directly blown open by the two maces, breaking in the waist, dragging the tree cage to the mountain stream.

The Yin Qi reunited and Zhang Fei, who showed his body, waved the snake spear and the violent sound of breaking the wind caused by the wind and thunder instantly turned into wind and thunder, and was blocked by the iron mace. A divine light lit up in Qin Qiong's eyes. The iron mace in his other hand flashed by at the same time, smashing down the other person's head.

Zhang Fei turned his wrist and the weapon curved like a snake's letter explored the opponent's heart with the flow. The iron mace smashed in the air was forced to hover. Qin Qiong had to sideways to avoid it, let the snake spear touch the heart protection mirror on his chest, and then he clamped the opponent's long soldier tightly. The weapon with solid Yin Qi burst out with a crack.

"Ahhhh--" Zhang Fei held the shaft tightly, and the yin energy burst out, and he pushed the opponent with his war horse. The latter snorted coldly, and did not retreat in an instant, pushing out the dirt under the horse's hooves.

Just when the two sides were unable to resist each other, in the dispersed mist, the figure of green robes and golden armor suddenly blew like a gust of wind, and waved his sword and cut off the snake spear that the two gods had seized each other. The falling blade was against the snake spear long pole and roared at Qin Qiong's face, and a few wisps of beards broke in the wind.

"Second brother?!"

Zhang Fei took the reins and took two steps back, reached out and grabbed the snake spear that fell on the ground from the air. He saw the figure who was attacking there and shouted, "He is mine!"

On the other side, the trees exploded, and the wood chips splashed. The Azure Dragon Sword cut the sloping tree body and put the knife away. Guan Yu turned his face and shouted softly: "There is a fraud here, let's go quickly!"

He turned around, broke through several soldiers surrounding him, and jumped up and turned into yin energy to fly into the sky. Zhang Fei was so angry that he gritted his teeth and swung his spear to hit the giant rock next to him, and then flew into the air.

"Can you leave?"

The sudden killing of several swords forced Qin Qiong to jump off the horse, and a divine light appeared on his body and jumped up. The next moment, he fell back to the ground. A big black hair palm was pressed on his shoulder. Opposite, the fat and strong black man, with a pig's head, fangs like steel forks, and a mane like iron. In the noisy noise, an immortal soldier rushed over. The nine-toothed rake roared and swung it away, smashing the opponent's shoulder with a hook, pulling the man down to his feet, looking around at the pair of yellow eyes before glaring to Qin Qiong's face.

The sound of the urn opens.

"Zuo Tianpeng, don't be fine."

"Yuan...Marson."

Qin Qiong's Dharma body was the deputy general of the left Tianpeng of the heavenly realm. When he saw the former master, his expression was a little moved. He couldn't hold on to the two maces in his hand. He knelt on one knee to the ground and raised his hand.

"Harewell, please pay homage to the marshal."

"Get up, don't take this great gift." Seeing the old friend in the sky again, Zhu Gangli also felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He supported the other party with his arms in one hand and helped the other, "I'll ask you, did A Yue follow him?"

Zuo Tianpeng shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhu Gangli saw the soldiers around him who were not daring to move forward, and laughed out loud, a little thankful, and a little disappointed, and slowly turned around and left.

"It's good if not, it's good if not."

"Marson!" Zuo Tianpeng got up from the ground and caught up with him two steps. When he saw the departure's back, he stopped and said quickly: "Since the Marshal has arrived, why not join the immortals? He can still return to the sky in the future..."

"return?"

The tall back in the mist in front of me was sided with a long mouth and nose, and the copper bell's big eyes showed ferociousness: "Why do you want to return? Isn't this world beautiful? Since A Yue hasn't come down, I will not show mercy anymore. Next time I meet you, I will not talk to you in front of you, so I can do it myself!"

"marshal!!"

Zuo Tianpeng reached out to chase after him for a few steps, walked to the edge of the cliff, watched the demon wind sway the mist away, closed his eyes and sighed, and punched the big tree next to him, shaking the branches and leaves, falling down.

"Zuo Tianpeng, don't you dare to chase after me?"

Amid the rustling sound of falling leaves, a figure riding a horse slowly came over with a spear. Qin Qiong, possessed by Zuo Tianpeng, leaned down. In the afterglow, the young general in white robe and silver armor pulled a spear, and a squirm of tiger roars came from the air behind him.

"The Marshal Tianpeng had long lost his divine power from that time and became a pig demon in the lower world. Haha... can he scare you?"

"I am thinking about the marshal's love back then, not what you think."

Zuo Tianpeng turned around and walked over to the person, grabbed a pair of iron maces on the ground from the air, and turned over to the war horse: "I can't fight between Marshal Tianpeng, White Tiger Star, if you feel capable, go and compete."

After saying that, he pulled the reins and turned his horse's head to the foot of the mountain, leaving the young general snorting, turning his eyes to the direction where Zhu Gangli disappeared, "Hmph, they are all immortals, and they will never say that they will meet again. It is always bad to tear their faces apart, and it is always okay to kill a few Yin Gods in the lower realm."

With a clamp of the horse's belly, he rushed away the hanging branches, and kicked the horse's back and turned into divine light and flew out. The yin energy rose up from the sky at the foot of the surrounding mountains, flying away from this side.

"Okay, kill one first!"

The divine light crossed the night sky and hit the closest ball of Yin Qi. With a loud roar, the Yin Shen and Yin Qi inside were directly dispersed.

Hahaha...hahaha...

The divine light fell to the ground and turned into a human form. Looking at the Yin Shen who was falling to the ground, he raised the silver spear in his hand and stabbed it. Suddenly, the Yin Qi fell down in the night sky and flew against the ground. He immediately withdrew his gun and danced, sweeping the incoming Yin Qi horizontally.

Wow—

The huge sound of gold and iron clashed, and the yin energy scattered everywhere. What was exposed was the same silver spear that held his soldiers. On the other side, the yin energy scattered everywhere, exposed, the snow-white war horse swung its mane and neighed. A general above, his helmet was snow-white, facing Junwei, holding a spear.

Baihuxing frowned slightly. The two of them and their similar outfits made him feel unhappy. He just stood apart and rode his horse and killed him.

"What is the name of the Yin God in the Lower Realm?!"

Holding a gentian and a figure in white robe and silver armor raised his hand silently, and shot the opponent's spearhead and the horse's belly on his heel. It seemed like he was alive. The war horse was psychic, and suddenly burst out at speed and rushed towards the opposite side.

In an instant, the gentian pressed against the opponent's silver spear and wiped the spear head. The general in the white robe and white horse also shouted: "I'm--" The war horses on both sides crossed a horse's head. Baihuxing looked sideways and pulled out the long sword from his waist. On the opposite horse's back, Zhao Yun raised his foot and kicked the back of his hand, pressing the hilt back, "—Changshan——"

The two horses were at the ponytail, and the general with a loud voice suddenly turned sideways, with his gun and drawn his sword, his body turned slanted backward, his arms swung away, and he slashed down with a swish of swords.

“——Zhao Zilong!!”

While the sound roared, the war horse that had crossed over, the body of the White Tiger Star paused, and the cloak on his back was ripped open, breaking into two pieces, floating in the night wind.

He subconsciously touched behind him, rode his horse and looked around. Zhao Yun, who was in a white robe and white horse, leaned over from the horse's back and grabbed a ghost on the ground, ran and disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!