Honghuang: How could I, Taiyi, have any bad intentions?

Chapter 437 The face you are waiting for is all on your lips

It can be said that the war has reached its current point.

Both the Shang Dynasty and Xiqi were having a hard time.

On the surface, the Shang Dynasty had a larger scale and would be more resilient in war.

But what the Shang Dynasty really has to face is not just Xiqi.

If he really dies in Xiqi, how will the other princes respond?

Xiqi was not having an easy time either.

The Shang Dynasty is truly a behemoth for the current Xiqi.

The foundation is really too profound.

Take the most basic thing in war, the number of soldiers and generals that can be deployed.

The Shang Dynasty was much stronger than Xiqi.

Of course, the war has progressed to this point.

Xiqi did not suffer all the losses.

Now that Wen Zhong is leading the expedition, it can be said that this is the last test that Xiqi will face.

Once Wen Zhong is defeated this time, it will be equivalent to exposing the health bar of the Shang Dynasty.

It can be said that the success or failure of this battle is more than just a battle that determines the fate of Xiqi.

This battle will determine the fate of the human race.

Just look at the situation of the human race.

If Xiqi wins, the Shang Dynasty will be doomed to fall.

If the Shang Dynasty wins, all the princes in the world will have to continue to obey it.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ziya slowly said: "Now that Zhao Gongming has come to our door, we have no choice but to deal with him, and then we can take advantage of the situation to deal with Wen Zhong.

In view of this, Ziya begs all fellow disciples to lend a hand!"

As soon as Jiang Ziya finished speaking, the monks present fell into deep thought.

Randeng and Lu Ya were each thinking about their own plans.

Each of these two people coveted Zhao Gongming's Dinghai Shenzhenzhu.

The other was thinking about Zhao Gongming's life.

On the contrary, the purpose of Guangchengzi and others' cultivation is the simplest.

I just want to kill Zhao Gongming.

The cultivators pondered for a while before Guang Chengzi spoke up, "Since the situation has reached a point where we have no choice but to take action, there is nothing more we can say.

It was nothing more than a fight with Zhao Gongming.

Let’s do it tomorrow!

Let's go meet Zhao Gongming tomorrow."

As Guangchengzi finished speaking, the other cultivators all nodded in agreement.

They all had their own calculations, and Guangchengzi's suggestions did not violate their plans, so naturally there was nothing to object to.

Especially in Lu Ya's view, Guangchengzi and other cultivators were no less capable than Zhao Gongming.

You've already reached the Golden Immortal stage, who doesn't have some means of preserving their life?

It might be possible to defeat Zhao Gongming, but it is not so easy to kill him.

Therefore, Lu Ya is not in a hurry at all now.

And Randeng was also waiting for an opportunity.

Only after all the Chan sect practitioners were defeated, he could follow his own arrangements and get the Dinghai Divine Pearl from Zhao Gongming.

Randang had good ideas and his abacus was working very loudly.

pity!

This guy just missed one thing.

That is the Dinghai Divine Pearl, which has been handed over from Zhao Gongming to Taiyi.

And this set of spiritual treasures has now been completed.

It became a set of thirty-six innate treasures.

Moreover, in the near future, Taiyi plans to upgrade it further to see if it can be upgraded to the level of Chaos Spirit Treasure.

next day!

It's bright.

Both Xiqi and Yin Shang had breakfast early in tacit agreement.

Then each of them led their troops and formed their battle formations.

After the two sides looked at each other, Guangchengzi said loudly: "Zhao Gongming, you had no shame yesterday.

He took action against Jiang Ziya, a person who had not yet achieved immortality.

I will come to meet you today!" When Guangchengzi said this, it was unknown what Zhao Gongming and other cultivators would think.

However, Jiang Ziya, who was in the center, felt his heart bleed.

It’s his mother’s fault!

I, Jiang, know that it is difficult for me to become an immortal, so I don’t need you to remind me again!
If Jiang had the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal, he would have slapped you in the face for this mistake.

You only expose people's shortcomings when you curse them, and only hit people in the face, right?

After hearing Guang Chengzi's words, Zhao Gongming replied with a gloomy face: "Speaking of being shameless, Zhao is certainly not as good as the disciples of the Chan School.

Then Zhao Jiang is at least considered a monk of my Jiejiao.

Even though they are now divided into two camps, their identities as disciples of the three religions cannot be changed.

If you just beat him to death, it means that Zhao Jiang is not as skilled as others, but he still wants to show off.

It's no one's fault.

But you just want to humiliate him.

But, are you only humiliating Zhao Jiang?
You are humiliating Jiejiao and humiliating me, the Jiejiao Saint.

Zhao had also heard in Biyou Palace that the three religions, red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, were originally one family.

I also heard that the Taoist founder passed on one doctrine to three friends, and that the two teachings were divided into the exposition and the interception.

Since the three religions were originally one family, where do you put the orthodox religion when you humiliate the Jie religion?
Where have you, the saints of the teachings, been taken?

You have already swallowed your pride, yet you still come to try to save face with Zhao.

It can be seen that the face you are waiting for is just on the surface. "

Zhao Gongming's output was so strong that the Guangchengzi dry red wine was warmed up.

He immediately said without thinking: "Huh!

You, a creature that hatches from eggs in the wetlands and has hair and horns, dare to compare yourself to us?"

When Zhao Gongming heard Guangchengzi's words, his eyes immediately turned cold.

There was a chilling look in his eyes.

Although he, Zhao, is not among those creatures that are born from eggs in moisture and have fur and horns.

However, there are many such fellow disciples in Jiejiao.

And if we really want to take this seriously, are you, Guangchengzi, making insinuations about me, the saint of Jiejiao?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy anymore.

Guangchengzi does not know the seriousness of the matter, but Zhao knows it.

Didn't his cheap brother-in-law rely on this kind of operation to drag Patriarch Huang Tian into the water?
Speaking of saints.

I am still rational now and can exercise some restraint.

But once the dispute continues, it will be hard to say.

Mr. Zhao hasn't lived enough and doesn't want to die so young.

Then Zhao Gongming said in a cold voice: "How dare you, a person who talks nonsense, speak nonsense?

If you really can't control your mouth, you can go find Taiyi and let him treat you.

Don’t talk too much!

Let's see the truth in our hands!"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Gongming raised his whip and urged the black tiger under his crotch to kill Guangchengzi.

Guangchengzi was already in a red-temperature state, and was stimulated by Zhao Gongming's mention of Taiyi.

Without waiting for any group fight, he directly used the Fantian Seal to smash towards Zhao Gongming.

Under normal circumstances, the magical treasure Fantian Yin is the fastest.

But now the distance between Zhao Gongming and Guangchengzi is really terrifying.

In just a blink of an eye, before Guangchengzi's Fantian Seal fell, Zhao Gongming had already raised his whip and came in front of Guangchengzi.

He whipped Guangchengzi on the head.

When Guangchengzi saw Zhao Gongming coming to him so quickly, he secretly thought that it was a bad decision.

At such a short distance, the Fantian Seal does not have the power to restrain others.

Doesn't this give Zhao Gongming an opportunity?

While thinking this in his mind, Guangchengzi's hands moved quickly.

He immediately raised his sword to block.

"Ding"!
A soft sound.

Guangchengzi barely blocked Zhao Gongming's whip.

However, next, one saw the afterimage of the steel whip in Zhao Gongming's hand.

All I heard was the "whirring" sound of the steel whip, followed by countless "ding-dong" sounds.

(End of this chapter)