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The original holy land of Dazhao!

The smog poured into the sky, and all the mountains, rivers, and palaces in the Holy Land of Dazhao were shattered.

The disciples in the Holy Land of Dazhao are almost dead.

More than twenty immortals, together with a group of powerful people in this world, are now surrounding Yang Zhijiu, who is full of evil spirits.

"Hahahahaha, just this form, you can't do anything to me. What if I become evil again?" Yang Zhijiu, who was covered in darkness, smiled.

The faces of the immortals darkened.

"Everyone, the immortal formation!" Kong Daoqiu Chen shouted.

A group of immortals belonged to various major forces, but at this moment, they could only nod their heads in the face of Yang Zhijiu.

Suddenly, everyone surrounded Yang Zhijiu, each activated the spells and cast an immortal formation.

"Hmph!" Yang Zhijiu snorted coldly.

"Lotus God, borrow my strength!" Yang Zhijiu shouted.

"Buzz!"

The Wanmiao Demon Lotus on Yang Zhijiu's head suddenly dropped a dark energy and quickly poured into Yang Zhijiu's body.

"Crack!" Two huge horns slowly emerged from Yang Zhijiu's head.

The faces of the immortals darkened.

"Everyone!" Yun Xin suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked at it.

"The Wanmiao Demon Lotus does not have much power in itself. It must need a puppet. The Wanmiao Demon Lotus is extremely strong and has unparalleled evil intentions. No one could destroy it back then, so he suppressed it. The Wanmiao Demon Lotus that lost the puppet would not have much threat. As long as the puppet is destroyed, as long as the Yang Zhijiu Dies, we will be successful!" Yun Xin shouted.

"Kill Yang Zhijiu!" Another immortal shouted.

"Kill the Immortal Formation!" Kong Daoqiu shouted loudly.

"Looking for death!" Yang Zhijiu, who had transformed twice, said coldly.

"boom!"

, Yanjing, inside the palace. Inside a courtyard.

The huge courtyard was cleared and a camp was set up. There was a high platform above the camp, and there was a straw man on it. The straw man wrote "Yang Zhijiu" and his birth date.

There is a lamp on the head of a straw man and a lamp under his feet.

Carrying her shoulders, standing outside the platform, watching Zi Zi shook the mirror of Yang Zhijiu in her hand, and the image fell into the grass man.

Put down the mirror, Zi Zi stepped on the number of Gang Dou, and burned it with a seal with a calligraphy talisman. Then, Zi Zi respectfully bowed to the grass man three times!

"Meow, this is this again!" Meow Meow said with a sense of confusion.

In the distance, Zi Zi finished everything and stepped off the platform.

"Okay, it's going to start today! Three times a day, twenty-one days, his soul will be dispersed by me, and I will be able to nail the grass man to death. Yang Zhijiu is also dead!" Zi Zi said with a smile.

"This book of Seven Arrows is really evil!" Yan Chuan nodded.

The original holy land of Dazhao!

"Roar! Immortal? Isn't it just for me to hold it in my hand?" Yang Zhijiu, who was covered in evil spirit, shouted with excitement.

Yang Zhijiu's dark palm was pinching an immortal's neck, as if as long as Yang Zhijiu took action, the immortal would be pinched to death in a blink of an eye.

Yang Zhijiu's other hand stretched out to the rear, forming a huge spherical shield around him, protecting himself inside, allowing the attack of the outside immortals, but he was unable to break through the shield.

The immortal whose throat was pinched was as if he had been locked in his cultivation and could not move.

"Hahahaha, die!" Yang Zhijiu smiled evilly.

Just as he was about to kill the immortal in front of him, Yang Zhijiu suddenly trembled.

"Buzz!"

As the trembling was made, the surrounding shield suddenly loosened, and a large number of immortal magic attacked Yang Zhijiu's body.

"boom!"

The pinched immortal also escaped.

Yang Zhijiu was beaten out by a group of immortals, but he was not seriously injured.

"Why is this happening? Why did I suddenly get distracted? It must be an illusion, an illusion, you group of grasshoppers, die for me!" Yang Zhijiu's eyes turned cold and rushed into the immortals again.

Dazhen Palace.

Zi Zi wrote the talisman and made seals to burn it again. She bowed three times to the straw man again!

Once again, Yang Zhijiuyan was about to succeed when he saw that he suddenly felt his spirits flickered.

"boom!"

Again, a group of immortals escaped danger.

"Bastard, what's wrong with me?" Yang Zhi Jiujiao was angry.

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In this way, the battle lasted for three days and three nights.

Among the immortals, someone finally found something was wrong.

"It seems that someone is helping us!" A sudden expression moved.

"Hmm?" The immortals looked at Meng Sansheng unexpectedly.

"Have you noticed that Yang Zhijiu will get nervous every time after a period of time?" Meng Sanshi said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I almost finished before, is it because of the secret help from seniors?"

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The immortals who had no hope before suddenly looked excited. If you have any help from experts, you can help from experts?

Suddenly, everyone saw the dawn and tried harder in their hands.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!".........

After five days of fighting, Yang Zhijiu became more anxious after repeated trance.

"Lotus God, why am I like this? My spirit doesn't seem to be concentrated at the beginning!" Yang Zhijiu finally asked for help and asked the Lotus God.

"Wait again, I'll help you calculate!" The voice of the lotus god came from the Wanmiao Demon Lotus.

"Okay!" Yang Zhijiu nodded.

"Boom!" "Boom!"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Fighting with the immortals, Yang Zhijiu has many advantages, but he always loses his links at critical moments, making Yang Zhijiu even more anxious.

"Damn it, bastard!" Yang Zhijiu hit a desperate immortal again.

"Buzz!"

It came again, Yang Zhijiu's whole body trembled again, his spirit was in a daze, and even suffered nosebleeds this time.

"Hurry up, take action!" The immortals shouted.

"Boom!"

A huge force quickly hit Yang Zhijiu, and Yang Zhijiu was in a super explosion.

But after the explosion, Yang Zhijiu was still safe and sound.

"Lotus God!" Yang Zhi Jiujiao shouted.

Because Yang Zhijiu felt that his body was worse than once. If he continued like this, he would be dragged to the same as the immortals. At that time, he would be finished.

"You are cursed!" The voice of the lotus god came.

"Curse?" Yang Zhijiu said in surprise.

"Yes, curse, you are just a human immortal. If you can't resist this curse, you still have sixteen days of life! In sixteen days, you will lose your soul." The voice of the lotus god came.

"Sixteen days? I only have sixteen days of life? No, God of Lotus, you want to save me, you want to save me!" Yang Zhijiu soared into the sky in fear.

He ignored these immortals and flew away from the immortals in horror.

"If you want to survive, you can only kill the person who cursed you. I calculated that person and was where the body was destroyed on the day of Mao!" The voice of the lotus god came.

"Yanjing?" Yang Zhijiu's expression moved.

"Not bad!" The lotus god said in a deep voice.
To be continued...