Nowadays, fighting is not ordinary.

If you don’t win on the field, you will die, and no one will lose or retreat.

The same is true for pharmacists.

Although he had been suppressed by Wen Zhong, he was also excited and used all the means one by one. Finally, a large relics rose from his forehead, and emitted a slight light to temporarily hold the two dragon whips, and he was about to hit him.

Master Wen laughed: "Do you think I've been fighting in the south and north over the years, and I'm not good at fighting in close combat?"

He accidentally pulled out the sword from his waist, drove the black qilin, watched the lightning and thunder, and fought with the pharmacist.

The melee fight against the pharmacist is not an enemy. The Relics on the other side could not hold back the Double Dragon Whip. The Relics broke free from the divine light, knocked away the Relics, and turned into two dragons, and the dragon roared and sang in waves. The Medicine Master looked cold and ignored him. He forced himself to take Wen Zhong's sword and was about to pounce Wen Zhong on the Qilin.

Wen Zhong sneered, opened his mouth and blew out a ray of thunder. The thunder as thick as a bucket was not allowed to be emitted, and the thunder of the pharmacist was turned to the ground. Then the two dragon whips were twisted together, and the pharmacist was twisted into two pieces on the spot. A little "true spirit" flew out of the Dharma Realm and disappeared into the list of gods.

As soon as the pharmacist died, the two Western saints twitched their mouths. Maitreya immediately came on stage.

This Maitreya became even more powerful and his cultivation was one level higher. However, he was equal to Wen Zhong.

Finally, Wen Zhong also sent Maitreya to the List of Gods at the cost of his physical body damage.

After Maitreya, the last disciple of the Western Sect was called Indra, who jumped over and soon sent Wen Zhong, who was seriously injured and dying, to the List of Gods.

As soon as Wen Zhong left, Zhao Yu was the only one who was Shen Gongbao. Compared with the tens of thousands of monks over there, how could he say that he was desolate?

Shen Gongbao bowed a lot in the field and bowed to Zhao Yu again: "Although the Grand Master died, he killed two of them, it's not a loss. Master, Shen Bao went."

Zhao Yu bounced his fingers and nodded slightly: "Go."

Clouds and smoke rose from Shen Gongbao's feet, Shi Shiran came to the scene and smiled and said, "Shen Gongbao is here."

"I'll come and meet you later."

Guangchengzi held the seal with his hands.

More than ten people under the throne of Yuanshi Tianzun of the Chan Sect had already been defeated, and most of them had been defeated earlier. In the first battle, they also defeated the Nanji Xianweng and others. Now there are only four people left. One is Guangchengzi, one is Yuding Zhenren, one is Yun Zhongzi, and the other is Chijing Taoist.

The formation that implicated Yuanshi Tianzun, who had the best face, was cold. Tianzun had been expressionless and didn't know what to think about in his heart.

It is said that the situation is great, but it is just a Jie Sect. The Jie Sect's ten thousand immortals came to the court. Although the Jie Sect had the most losses before, there were many people in Jie Sect. The dozens of people who had left were all behind. All the powerful ones were there. Shen Gongbao invited the monsters and monsters, such as Yuan Hong, were only a few. However, some seemingly devastated figures have one or two killer moves, even if the disciples under the saint were not careful, they would suffer a great loss and often die together.

Guangchengzi came to the scene and said with a smile: "We have known Yang Jian's terror for a long time. Prime Minister Shen and Yang Jian came out together, but I wonder what else can do?"

Shen Gongbao laughed: "You will know it after a try."

Although Shen Gongbao and Yang Jian were both disciples of Zhao Yu, their respective paths were different. Yang Jian mainly focused on the Nine-Turn Yuangong, from the foundation building of martial arts to the primordial spirit, both of which were this method. But Shen Gongbao was not. Shen Gongbao did not have Yang Jian's natural body, so after completing the foundation building of martial arts, he abandoned the Nine-Turn Yuangong and practiced other methods.

But this is not the reason why Shen Gongbao is underestimated.

Guangchengzi threw out the Tiantian Seal and turned it around, without making a mountain, just like the size of a water tank, just covering Shen Gongbao. Looking at it, he wanted to make Shen Gongbao into meat paste with one seal.

Shen Gongbao remained motionless, laughed, and a jewel rose from behind his head. The jewel emitted a ray of light and went to hold the sky-turning seal. Guangchengzi looked closely and couldn't help but laugh, "Your jewel..."

The laughter came to an abrupt end, but a five-colored light qi surged up, and the sky-turning seal disappeared in an instant!

"Five-colored divine light!"

Guang Chengzi's heart moved, and before he could react, he saw Shen Gongbao trembling his hand and throwing a green peak, but instead of attacking Guang Chengzi in the future.

Guang Chengzi was unexpectedly beaten to the forehead by Bi Cuifeng and knocked to the ground.

Guang Chengzi was able to protect his body, but he was also beaten in a daze by this blow. Bicui Peak hit him and flew up again. At the same time, the pearl above Shen Gongbao's head also flew over and beat him in turn. Guang Chengzi became more and more confused. After all, it was to break the method of protecting himself and beat Guang Chengzi to death on the spot.

The saints looked at each other with different expressions. Many monks of the Jie Sect were dumbfounded and even laughed out loud.

It was clearly because Guangchengzi was too careless, and it was also because Shen Gongbao was hidden deep.

No one expected that this prime minister of the Great Shang Dynasty would have cultivated into the five-colored divine light! It was this divine light that divided Guang Chengzi's heart, which made Guang Chengzi beaten to death in front of everyone in a confused and aggrieved manner.

In terms of cultivation, Guangchengzi far surpassed Shen Gongbao. In terms of magic weapons and the Soul-Falling Bell of the Heavenly Seal are all amazing treasures. However, they died so ridiculously, which is very sad.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened and a little dark. He couldn't help but groan, not knowing whether it was because of his dissatisfaction with Guangchengzi or his hatred with Shen Gongbao.

The Master Yu Ding sighed secretly and walked down: "Fellow Daoist, you and I will see the real seal."

Shen Gongbao smiled and said, "Please."

Zhao Yu’s two disciples, one inherited Zhao Yu’s physical tactics and the other inherited Zhao Yu’s five-colored divine light. In fact, they are not ordinary. Yang Jian’s ability to fight against the Eight Immortals, and Shen Gongbao can also kill Guangcheng. However, Shen Gongbao’s five-colored divine light, after all, was not as profound as his cultivation. The Jade Ding Zhenren was prepared and fought with Shen Gongbao for a time.

Shen Gongbao wiped the Jade Ding Zhenren into the divine light twice, but he broke his magical power and jumped out. Although he seemed embarrassed, he was fine.

After all, Shen Gongbao was busy with government affairs and his cultivation was not deep enough, so Zhao Yu could only watch him die at the hands of the Yu Ding Zhenren.

"No loss or loss."

This is what Shen Gongbao said when he died.

Sure enough, it's not a loss.

Even Guangchengzi died at his hands, what else can he lose?

One life exchanges another life, worth it.

Zhao Yu sighed lightly, but at the moment when Shen Gongbao died, he took away all his essence and secretly placed it on his cuffs.

As soon as Shen Gongbao died, Zhao Yu was alone.

Yuanshi Tianzun said: "It's time for fellow Taoist to end."

Zhao Yu laughed and shook his head, and slowly stood up: "Why should you be anxious if you are a fellow Taoist?"

Then he would come to the scene in person to pass the immortals and saints one by one and fulfill Hongjun's wish.

At this moment, two streams of light flew from outside the Dharma Realm and landed beside Zhao Yu. However, it was undoubtedly Yang Jian and his wife.

"Master, don't worry, wait for the disciple to act as the master to enlighten the way."

Yang Jian was wearing armor and holding a blade, solemn and stern.

Deng Chanyu said: "Please sit down for a moment."

Zhao Yu was stunned and sighed without saying a word.

The day before yesterday, Yang Jian broke out in the battle of the Eight Immortals, but now he has not recovered. But after all, the ending battle is right in front of him, and there is probably no need to recover. Zhao Yu stopped talking about it.
Chapter completed!