12dz Chapter 301 Bombing the Camp
Chapter 301 Bombing the Camp
Ju Liusun was submissive and the old man looked timid. After being deified, he quietly became one of the Buddhas.
This man is a real good guy. He was chased and beaten by his own warrior apprentice, by the immortals of the Jiejiao Sect, and was forced to break the formation by his own deputy leader.
He thought he was as strong as Zhao Jiang, but before he could even breathe, he was tied up and taken out by Ju Liusun.
The Immortal Binding Rope looks ordinary, but it is actually a regular immortal weapon like the Divine Whip and the Treasure-Falling Money.
Zhao Jiang's face turned red with shame. He had just raised the flag and shouted loudly in the formation when he was tied up from head to toe with a rope. A bow was even tied on his back.
Wen Zhong's face looked grim. Zhao Tianjun was captured alive, and Tian Jue Di Lie's two formations were directly defeated.
The problem was that no one came to rescue him. They just watched as Ju Liusun carried Zhao Jiang and threw him into Zhou’s camp, where he was hung on the tent by Wu Ji.
It was a complete humiliation, and some soldiers even secretly stabbed Zhao Jiang with their spears.
"Alas!" Fairy Caiyun sighed and was very angry. These people from the Chan sect had no shame.
Dong Quan walked out, with the wind howling and lightning flashing behind him. The sun was hanging high in the formation, and the sword lights were blowing like waves.
"The Wind Roaring Formation is here." Dong Quan stood at the entrance of the formation, knowing in his heart that it must be another mortal warrior, and was ready to kill him in front of the formation.
At this time, a strange man came out carrying a halberd, who seemed to have the blood of the demon race. He answered in a muffled voice: "I am General Fang Bi."
Zhang Song exclaimed, this man is the palace guarding general of King Zhou Di Xin, it seems that he is at the True Lord realm like his father-in-law Zhang Guifang, and his blood and energy are extremely surging.
If the general guarding the palace wants to be the leader of the imperial guard, his abilities must be amazing. But I don't know how he will deal with it if he encounters a great cultivator at the level of a Godly Lord.
The two men collided with each other. Fang Bi was skilled in martial arts, and his halberd was extremely powerful, flying up and down, hitting Dong Quan so hard that his face turned red with shame, but he was unable to use his magical powers.
"Die!" Fang Bi suddenly roared, and a huge firebird appeared in the Dharma image behind him. It spread its wings and circled up and down, with its beak open. It used the halberd to fiercely create a ten-thousand-meter-long wall of fire.
"How dare you!" Wen Zhong stood up, his face cold and his eyes wide open: "Fang Bi, you dare to use the destiny of the country, I will have your entire clan killed."
Fang Bi was stunned for a moment, and Dong Quan seized the opportunity to escape into the formation. Fang Bi hesitated and followed him in.
When two armies are fighting, ordinary people and innocent people cannot be involved, let alone their families. If everyone does this, how can the war be fought?
However, Fang Bi used his former status to mobilize the country's destiny and even turned around to attack the Shang Dynasty. This is a bit hard to understand.
Of course, Grand Tutor Wen Zhong was just talking. The one who was truly shameless and used his family to threaten the other party was the only one, Yang Jian, among the tens of thousands of people in the Conferred God.
This is also why Yang Jian has almost no friends in Heaven and Buddhism. They all think that Yang Jian is a villain and either turn him into a dog or threaten him with his family.
Even his uncle the Taoist master couldn't help him. He was thrown directly into the grouting mouth of the human world, and made to guard a pond and give it to three thousand monsters to play with themselves.
Boom!
Fang Bi, who was blessed by the country's fortune, was turned into powder the moment he entered.
Then a few more immortals rushed in, thinking that with one person dead, the Wind Roar Formation could be easily broken. However, they were also killed instantly by Dong Quan Tianjun.
Ran Deng reminded, "Stop! There is a mystery in this formation. According to the numbers of earth, water, fire and wind, there is wind and fire inside. This wind and fire is the innate energy, the Samadhi True Fire, and millions of weapons will come out of it. If an immortal enters this formation, the wind and fire will interact, and thousands of weapons will gather together, and his limbs will be crushed into powder. I am afraid that he has the strange power to move the sea and move the mountains, and his body will inevitably turn into pus and blood."
Everyone was frightened, and the Ten Absolute Formations showed their hideous faces for the first time.
Dong Quan also tried his best to win honor for his own Jie Religion.
This time Dingguang also had a headache. Ordinary Taoist weapons could not last long in there. It was like a maze. If you couldn't find the hidden Dong Quan, you would slowly waste away and there would be no chance of coming out alive.
Everyone on the Jiejiao side was delighted and roared loudly. Two more warriors from the Chenjiao side risked their lives, rode on dragon horses, and broke open the gate of the formation. Then there were roars, and then everything returned to calm.
Zhang Song's eyes remained motionless as he watched the changes in the Wind Roaring Formation.
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation has undergone three major changes and is now full, but it is still not enough. Such an opportunity cannot be missed.
Above perfection, there is breakthrough, which means completely mastering it by oneself, integrating it into one's body, refining it into bloodline talent, and so on.
The sons born at that time will be born with the talent for formations. This is the so-called blood inheritance.
Sun Liang is now also a Celestial Lord. Seeing that the people from the Chan Sect no longer dared to step forward and hung up the banner of no fight, he reminded Zhang Song to withdraw the Tian Jue and Di Lie formations.
The other ten Heavenly Lords felt embarrassed, but Sun Liang was the Lord of the Blood Transformation Hall of the Ten Thousand Desires Palace. He was a perpetrator of all kinds of evil and had a terrifying aura. Only a fool would leave it alone if he gave his people such a blatant opportunity to gain benefits.
"Thank you, uncle."
Sun Liang is not a good person, but in Zhang Song's heart, he is definitely the best person to him. Even his master, Fairy Qiongxiao, would not directly give him the great Dao that he had practiced for ten thousand years.
The people from the Jie and Chan sects saw that "Randeng" began to sit on the Tianjue Formation with a swagger, and he comprehended and refined it bit by bit, and put away all the formation bases and flags, and perfected his own way bit by bit.
Sun Liang was sitting cross-legged in the void. Although he was a newly-initiated Heavenly Venerable, he was also the master of the Ten Absolute Formations. He made everyone in the Chenjiao jealous and extremely envious, and they dared not step forward.
Yang Jian had some thoughts in his mind. If he interrupted Ran Deng's practice at this time, would it make him vomit blood? He liked to do things that would harm others and benefit himself.
"Nezha, where is your Qiankun bow?" Yang Jian asked as if he didn't care.
"Master doesn't allow me to use it." Nezha's little face was full of conflict. He was not afraid of anything except his master Taiyi Zhenren. After he used it last time, his master didn't allow him to use it casually.
The two men stared blankly at Zhang Song who was practicing openly there. His speed seemed to be increasing very quickly. In just half a day, he had refined nearly one tenth of the Tian Jue Formation.
The more he watched, the angrier he got, especially since Yang Jian was standing beside him, talking about this and that all the time.
"Randeng, do you dare to fight me?" Li Nezha roared, jumped on the Wind Fire Wheels and rushed out. He had already figured it out in his mind. It didn't matter if he couldn't win. As long as he couldn't let Nezha concentrate on refining the formation and didn't give him time to practice, he would be comfortable.
Yang Jian immediately followed and shouted, "Do you dare to fight?"
Although everyone knew that Master Ran Deng had changed his name to Dingguang Tianzun, they still felt strange when they heard Li Nezha cursing so loudly.
Jinzha and Muzha lowered their heads. They didn't know the man riding the wheel.
"Get out!" Zhang Song slapped out with his palm.
The palm was as huge as a dark cloud, with flashes of lightning, thunder, and even countless strong winds howling.
Many monks from the Jie and Chan sects had expressions of fear on their faces and retreated one after another. Some of them had already sacrificed their own protective treasures.
The mortal soldiers were in even worse condition, stumbling here and there, their horses neighing, breaking free from their reins, and fleeing in panic in all directions, knocking down countless people.
In an instant, the two camps of Zhou and Yin became chaotic and embarrassed, as if they were destroyed by a natural disaster.