On the second day, before dawn, the sound of soldiers marching could be heard everywhere in the Zhou camp.
Although the remaining five formations of the Ten Terminal Formation, the Sky Terminating Formation, the Earth Terminating Formation, the Frigid Ice Formation, the Blazing Fire Formation, and the Golden Light Formation had lost their Formation Masters, they were still brimming with murderous auras.
Three days had passed since the battle between Yang Jian and Zhao Gongming. However, there was still a gloomy atmosphere in the main tent of the Shang army.
Wen Zhong sat at the seat of honor. This Grand Preceptor who had spent decades working for the Great Shang now had an unconcealable weariness and worry in his eyes.
"Martial Uncle, why don't I go to the island to look for a few Fellow Immortals?"
Zhao Gongming, who was at the side, chuckled lightly. Just as he was about to speak, he pulled on the wound on his leg, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.
The Howling Celestial Dog's bite caused Zhao Gongming's wound to be unable to heal. No one knew how it was done.
Qin Wan said hatefully, "Senior Brother Zhao, we will go and fight it out with them today! Later, Senior Brother can lure the Immortals of Chanism into my formation and turn them into ashes! "
Zhao Gongming pondered for a moment and nodded lightly. "If it's possible, we should do so. However, Yang Jian was quite quick-witted and could not be underestimated. He is not afraid of my pearl. If I lose the battle later, Junior Brothers and Sisters, do not forcefully stand up for me. Return to Golden Turtle Island immediately. Wait for me to call for help and borrow magic treasures. I will take revenge for you Junior Brothers. "
Qin Wan nodded reluctantly. He knew that he could not change Zhao Gongming's mind, so he did not say anything. However, Zhao Gongming did not know what Qin Wan was thinking.
Although Zhao Gongming's words were for the sake of safety, it also showed that he had no confidence at all.
If he were to face Yang Jian again, Zhao Gongming thought that it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed …
"How did Yang Jian become so powerful in such a short period of time?" The Goddess of Golden Light asked softly from the side, voicing the thoughts of the immortals present.
Wen Zhong sighed without end. After the successive battles, he'd long since lost the desire to compete with Yang Jian.
"Luck on the body," Zhao Gongming said with a bitter smile. The immortals were silent. They could only be silent.
Looking back at Yang Jian's scheme against Jiang Ziya, although it wasn't very honorable, the effect was remarkable.
Wielding the Apotheosized World, the Heavenly Dao would bless him and help his Eight Nine Mysteries advance by leaps and bounds. This was the greatest opportunity in the Apotheosized World.
It could be imagined that after the apotheosis, in the three thousand great worlds of the Primordial World, the Heaven, the Earth, and the Five Elements, there was no one who did not know of Yang Jian's name as the God of War. There was no one who did not know of Yang Jian's invincible magical power as the third generation disciple of the Jade Mirage Palace.
Dong dong dong …
The sound of drums could be heard from outside. It was the Zhou army challenging him.
"Let's go," Zhao Gongming said with a heavy heart. When he got up, he felt an unbearable pain from his wound. This pain had persisted for a few days, and Zhao Gongming had tried many ways to get rid of it, but to no avail.
Was he going to be defeated by Yang Jian today?
For a moment, Zhao Gongming's Dao heart was a little hesitant. He walked out of the tent and looked up at the sky. However, he was slightly stunned.
Previously, he was restless and didn't release his Divine Sense, so he didn't know who the challenger was. Now that he saw it, he didn't really understand.
Why did Randeng, who had been defeated by me, come? Why didn't I see Yang Jian, who had just defeated me a few days ago?
Although Zhao Gongming did not understand, he was not afraid to fight. He rode a cloud and soared into the sky, floating out of the Shang army camp.
Qin Wan said, "We'll watch the battle first and find an opportunity to help Senior Brother Zhao. If … if Senior Brother Zhao is defeated, you have to remember to return to the array formation immediately and activate the array formation to kill those immortals of Chanism to take revenge for the few Fellow Daoists! "
"Alright!" The Goddess of Golden Light and the other three Heavenly Lords nodded at the same time and stared at Zhao Gongming's back.
What do you mean by twists and turns? Zhao Gongming thought about his encounters here and felt that they had really been filled with twists and turns.
First, he failed to stop the fight and was treated as a pushover. Suddenly, he went on a killing spree and defeated several of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism. He became famous. Then, he lost to the third-generation disciple of the Jade Void Palace, Yang Jian. At that moment, he was fighting in fear …
Zhao Gongming smiled bitterly and looked at Randeng from afar. He had already made up his mind. Even if he was destined to be defeated by Yang Jian today, he had to regain some pride from Chanism.
After making up his mind, Zhao Gongming summoned the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl and said coldly, "Deputy Sect Master Randeng, do you want to compete with me again?"
"I'm here to save your life." Randeng bowed to the deer. "Fellow Daoist, you are not a match for my disciple, Yang Jian. Why don't you retreat now? Otherwise, you will die in West Qi."
Zhao Gongming raised his head and laughed. "Deputy Sect Master Randeng, don't underestimate me! If my mystical abilities are inferior to others, so what if I die in a battle? The reputation of Jie School is behind me. If I turn around now, I won't have the face to return to Golden Ao Island. "
Randeng frowned slightly and nodded gently. "In that case, I'd like to seek advice again."
"Watch me!"
Zhao Gongming shouted and his anger surged. The twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls flew and smashed towards Randeng.
Randeng seemed to be trying to regain his pride that he had lost to Zhao Gongming today. He did not retreat and instead faced the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
The ancient coffin appeared beneath him. He sat cross-legged on the ancient coffin, as if he had been born from the coffin.
The green lamp and lone flame swayed gently. A cold wind blew in all directions, but it did not give off a sense of filth.
The twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls smashed down. The lid of the ancient coffin under Randeng opened a crack. The surrounding cold wind became even stronger. The green lamp accompanied Randeng. A pale green light barrier blocked the front of Randeng and blocked the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.
Without a sound, the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls smashed twenty-four times. The ancient coffin under Randeng trembled continuously. There were actually a few cracks at the back.
Zhao Gongming raised his eyebrows when he saw that. Why did Randeng not hesitate to use his treasures today and insist on fighting me head-on?
It seemed that something was amiss.
Zhao Gongming was more or less cautious. He did not focus all his attention on Randeng. He waved the divine whip in his left hand and controlled the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls. His right hand condensed talismans again and floated around him.
At the entrance of the Zhou Camp.
Yang Jian frowned and watched the battle 50 kilometers away.
Randeng had actually gone to fight Zhao Gongming without saying a word. That made Yang Jian smell a conspiracy.
However, Randeng was the Deputy Sect Master after all. Moreover, he had taken the initiative to fight Zhao Gongming. He had the right to do so. Yang Jian could not say anything.
The twelve Golden Immortals did not leave the tent. Only Perfected Taiyi and Chi Jingzi stood above the gate.
Originally, the three of them were going to fight Zhao Gongming. However, before they left the camp, Randeng had already challenged the Shang army. The three of them stopped at the same time and watched the battle in the distance.
Chi Jingzi sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian. "Disciple-Nephew, I know that you don't like Randeng and Manjusri. However, they are also disciples of Chanism. We can't let them die here."
"Second Uncle-Master, don't worry. I still know what to do," Yang Jian replied with a smile. Chi Jingzi nodded and did not say anything else.
A hundred kilometers away, Zhao Gongming used the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls to attack repeatedly. Randeng relied on the ancient coffin to hold on bitterly. The cracks in the ancient coffin were becoming more and more obvious.
It seemed that when the ancient coffin was broken, Randeng would be in danger.
There were countless talismans around Zhao Gongming. He seemed to be good at using talismans to set up array formations. When he fought, he was also happy to use such mystical abilities.
"Randeng! You only have such a method to be beaten when you come to pick a fight? "
Zhao Gongming provoked him. He waved his sleeve, and the power of the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls increased again.
Randeng knew that there was no chance of winning if this continued. At that moment, he finally moved.
The Deputy Sect Master of Chanism suddenly raised his hand. The green lamp suddenly tilted forward, and two drops of lamp oil splashed out!
Zhao Gongming was very vigilant. The Sea-Calming Divine Pearl still smashed at Randeng, but the divine whip in his hand controlled the talismans around him to form an array formation.
The two drops of lamp oil first lit up two candle flames. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the area within ten thousand feet around Zhao Gongming was filled with green flames!
The flames were not hot at all. Instead, they were extremely cold. Zhao Gongming felt that his essence soul was frozen by the coldness, and his body was a little slow …
At this moment!
In the place where the two of them were fighting, the river beside the Shang Army camp suddenly bubbled. In the blink of an eye, it started boiling.
On the surface of the river, an old Daoist priest with a purple-gold gourd on his back appeared strangely. He raised his hand to pull out the stopper of the gourd and pointed at the sky.
"Treasure, please turn around!"
The voice spread for thousands of kilometers. A purple light exploded on the surface of the river. Like a meteor, it attacked the figure in the middle of the green flames!
Lu Ya's Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber!
Yang Jian's expression changed.
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber was said to be able to slay all immortals. Its power was unfathomable. This was the first time it had appeared in the God-Conferment Conference.
Daoist Lu Ya clearly disregarded Daoist Heavenly Flame's reminder. He directly appeared to launch a sneak attack and did not bother to frame the Immortal Dharma of Chanism.
In the blink of an eye, the stream of light released from the gourd rushed to Zhao Gongming's glabella. The stream of light stopped and revealed its true form. It was indeed a seven-inch-long flying saber. It looked like a living creature and was filled with spirituality.
Zhao Gongming was stunned. He felt that his Nigong Pill was sealed and the flying saber suddenly enlarged in front of him!
On the river that was filled with water vapor, the corners of Lu Ya's mouth curled into a ferocious smile.
On the ancient coffin, beside the green lamp, Randeng was about to rush out and grab the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl immediately.
At the Zhou Dynasty's military gate, Yang Jian had already completed the 72 Transformations. The Xuan Beads around the Cloud Piercing Swallow that he had transformed into began to shine …
"Heh." Zhao Gongming suddenly sneered. An azure pearl suddenly appeared in front of his glabella and rotated gently.
The Sea-Calming Divine Pearl could actually protect itself!
Ding!
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber collided with the divine pearl gently and immediately broke the mysterious Dao runes. Two streams of light smashed over from the side. Another two Sea-Calming Divine Pearls rushed back in time and struck down the flying saber that almost took Zhao Gongming's life.
Lu Ya's smile froze. Randeng frowned. Yang Jian, who was about to rush over, silently stopped.
The Sea-Calming Divine Pearl …
It had become a spirit!
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Gongming's laughter was filled with mockery. He pointed at the ground and twelve pearls flew towards Daoist Lu Ya. The twelve pearls still rushed towards Randeng.
Zhao Gongming cursed, "Where did this rascal come from!?! Do you want to use my head as a Dharma artifact to make you famous? Heh! Wishful thinking! "
Lu Ya retracted his Immortal-Slaying Flying Saber and snorted coldly. His body was wrapped in flames as he rushed towards the southeast. He actually escaped and did not stay any longer.
Randeng raised his hand and activated the green flames that filled the sky. The green flames swept towards Zhao Gongming. Randeng resisted the attack of the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl and turned into a green beam that shot towards the northwest.
If he failed, he would escape thousands of kilometers …
The two old Daoists were quite proficient in the Dao of assassination.
Yang Jian cursed in his heart. Seeing that Zhao Gongming did not chase after him, he raised his spear and walked forward.
"Uncle-Master, please invite Generals Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng to help. Protect them later."
"I'll go," Taiyi said and turned to fly back to the camp.
Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming and let out a long roar. He attacked.
Zhao Gongming let out a clear roar and took the initiative to welcome him.
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