Whoosh whoosh!

The sky suddenly lit up in a huge array.

Zhang Heng looked up.

As soon as he saw it, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated and were replaced by countless black clouds composed of black-armored guards.

The first few people.

He is even more dressed like an animal, and his official robes are red and purple.

"The remnants of the Tianfo Sect, the four great lamas who keep the scriptures."

"The traitor of Tiandao Sect, the Five Elders of Discipline, and the Taoist Master Ji Jun."

The leading official laughed loudly: "Old Marquis, you have been pretending to surrender for twenty years, and today you finally caught a big fish."

"What a bitter trick!"

Zhang Heng understood instantly.

"Mengmeng..."

See Zhang Heng's expression of understanding.

The old tiger no longer concealed anything and beckoned: "Come here quickly."

quiet...

Hu Mengmeng looked at Zhang Heng and then at Lao Tiger.

hesitate to move forward.

Saw this scene.

The old tiger frowned slightly, raised his eyes and said to Zhang Heng: "Although I don't know where you came from, the reincarnation of the old monster, but because you have been helping me take care of Mengmeng for more than 20 years, I

I will intercede for you."

Um?

Zhang Heng was a little surprised.

Then I thought that the court might not know that King Shun was killed by him, and instead put the blame on Daomen.

"Why, you don't want to?"

The old tiger admonished: "You don't go through the road to Yangguan, and you break in when there is no door to hell. Today the imperial army has arrived, led by the current Taiwei and the King of Punishment. What else do you have to say?"

"

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

He didn't guess that the old tiger was a double agent, pretending to surrender to Buddhism.

But the old tiger didn't guess his strength either.

What a punishment king.

The prince of the current dynasty.

These people are just being fooled. He did this before, but that doesn't mean that the old tiger can also be fooled.

"Punishment King!"

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Tang Jian's eyes could not stop fighting spirit.

"You are free to do whatever you want, don't worry about me. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later."

Zhang Heng took a step back and handed over the home court to everyone.

"kill!"

No one is scared.

Ji Jun, the Taoist disciple of Tiandao Sect, with this divine light blooming in his eyes, took the lead to kill towards the sky.

The rest of the people looked at each other.

There was a tacit understanding between Buddhism and Taoism. Among them, the four great lamas attacked Laoshan Jun, and the five Taoists in purple followed Ji Jun.

"The King of Punishment."

"It's been one hundred and thirty years. I've been waiting for today for a full one hundred and thirty years."

Tang Jian also found his opponent: "The sky has eyes, and I've been waiting for you."

"you?"

The King of Punishment wore a golden mask on his face. I don’t know if it was a mind-attacking technique or if he really didn’t know. His tone was very confusing: “Who are you?”

"Hahaha..."

Tang Jian laughed angrily: "I am your grandfather, kill him!"

Ding ding ding...

The three parties collided instantly.

For a while.

The King of Punishment, who was born in a clan, has an unpredictable iron halberd.

Lao Shanjun, on the other hand, had an unknown opportunity. He was actually a cultivator in the Earthly Immortal Realm. He led the eight ghost monks he had subdued. Even if they were besieged by the four great lamas, they were not at a disadvantage for a while.

As for the air.

The purple-robed Taiwei was obviously of Confucian origin.

With the Constitution in his mouth and the law in his mouth, the six red-clothed civil servants standing behind him are all saints in the world. Although their cultivation is not very high, their movements can influence the fortune of the dynasty.

Each holding an official seal in their hands, the six of them cooperated with the military formation and surrounded the five old Taoists in purple, unable to advance or retreat.

“Fight, fight, fight!

"

Facing siege.

Ji Jun didn't take a step back.

He let out roars one after another, and behind him not only were umbrellas, swords, towers, mirrors, beads, and five kinds of immortal weapons flashing, but he also had six kinds of magic weapons on his body.

The first kind is good: as powerful as an immortal king.

The second kind is better: as powerful as a dragon and an elephant.

The third best way is to follow the sound of heaven.

The fourth best way is to step on the lotus flower.

The fifth kind is good: the ground is dust-free.

The sixth good thing: having golden light.

Ji Jun exploded with all his strength and turned into a golden god of war. Not to mention his combat power, his appearance alone can shock people. He said: 'This son must not be kept.'

"This shadow..."

The more we fight, the more courage we get.

Zhang Heng saw a Taoist priest whose face could not be seen faintly appearing behind Ji Jun, wanting to unite.

And what's even more terrifying is...

This Taoist has three flowers on his head and five qi around his body.

As the saying goes: Three flowers gather at the top to return to the root, and the five qi go towards the origin and create a deep state.

This is a heavenly scene.

"No wonder it's so extraordinary."

"It turns out to be the reincarnation of the old monster!"
Chapter completed!