Just as Qin Wuyang expected, Jiang Ziya did not take the opportunity to break through the Yellow River defense line of the Shang Dynasty. Now, the water of the Yellow River surging north is like the broken artery of the giant Shang Dynasty. Every day it drags on, it is one step closer to its destruction.

Jiang Ziya is not in a hurry. No matter from that aspect, he will win this war with steadily!

Qin Wuyang came to the front line as the general of Sanshan Pass Kong Xuan. In terms of his status in the court, he was far inferior to Wen Zhong, so he could only obey the other party's orders.

At this moment, Wen Zhong, Wang Mo and others have not returned yet. Lu Xiong is in charge of the military affairs of the Shang Dynasty. After Lu Xiong arrived in Mengjin, he personally escorted food and grass to the Yellow River. It was the critical moment when the Ten Heavenly Lords were defeated and Wen Zhong was about to stay away again. Originally, Huang Feihu was the best candidate. However, in the previous battle, Huang Feihu was killed on the spot, and now he can only entrust Lu Xiong, the mean general, to temporarily lead military affairs.

Over the past period of time, many generals have arrived at the Yellow River one after another, including Deng Jiugong, daughter, Zhang Kui and his wife. Qin Wuyang looked at these generals with distinctive armor. They did not know that the dynasty they were loyal to was destined to be eliminated. At this moment, they were still discussing early capture and killing the rebels and enjoying peace.

How can there be no elegy for a dynasty at the end of a dynasty?

Three days later, on a morning full of morning glow, Wen Zhong and his help came to the clouds. The immortals' cloud heads almost covered half of the clouds. Seeing Jiang Ziya on the other side of the Yellow River, his heart was very cold.

"Teacher, without you, I really can't walk in a disciple!" Jiang Ziya was in a very difficult situation, and he came from the West alone.

The person who came was strangely looking, sat down with a sika deer and was energetic, and fell down clouds. Jiang Ziya hurriedly took Yang Jian and five others to see the ceremony. This time he finally did not leave Tu Xingsun alone.

"Teacher, you are finally here!" Jiang Ziya saw the Taoist, which was even more close to him than to see his own father. In the entire Academic Sect, except for Yuanshi Tianzun, there was only one person who could make Jiang Ziya call him teacher. That was the Taoist Randeng, the Yuanjue Cave of Lingjiu Mountain. Randeng's face was as long as a horse, his face was sallow, his eyebrows were like a sword, and his eyes were like a knife. Everyone glanced at him and felt his heart pounding, as if everything in his heart was seen through.

Randeng said lightly: "I came here, one is for Ziya, two is for all fellow Taoists to resolve the troubles, three is for my thoughts. Ziya asked for it, and you can hand the tiger talisman to me temporarily!"

If another person was replaced and Jiang Ziya was asked to hand over the tiger talisman, I was afraid that Jiang Ziya would immediately vomit his face. But now that Lan Deng was speaking, Jiang Ziya was as obedient as a grandson, and immediately returned to the big tent to take out the tiger talisman and handed it to Lan Deng.

Randeng continued: "Let's burn a pillar of fragrant fragrance, reinforcements will arrive later!"

Jiang Ziya immediately ordered the construction of Lupeng on the shore of the Yellow River. As the immortals of the Ancient Sect who were known to be uninterested in the world, falling on the mud has already stained their nobility. Therefore, soldiers must build Lupeng in the camp to make it easier to live.

Fortunately, this is the shore of the Yellow River. Reeds are in full bloom, and it is easy to build reeds. As the fragrance burns, green smoke rises up and goes straight into the clouds.

At the moment when the reeds were just built, clouds floated from the sky, and the immortals of the Chan Sect came to the two armies without falling.

Kunlun Mountain Antarctic Immortal

Zhongnan Mountain Cloud Necklace

Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun

Qin Wan's eyes were scarlet, and he brushed his sleeves and said lightly: "It's just death!"

After saying that, Qin Wan walked to the front of the formation step by step and said aloud: "Jiang Ziya, who will meet my Tianjue Formation?"

Ran Deng looked around and showed a strange smile, saying, "Fellow Taoists, what are we waiting for when the disaster comes?" After saying that, he floated across the Yellow River first. The immortals followed closely, Jiang Ziya, three generations of disciples and a group of selectors, silently followed.

Before everyone arrived in front of Qin Wan, the Tianjue Formation had already been unfolded. As the saying goes, he would never make the same mistake again after learning from his mistakes. If Ran Deng and others arrived before they arrived, the selector said that they would not be able to use their verbal tricks, and they would definitely make Qin Wan blush and be restless and irritable before they stopped.

But Ran Deng's Taoism was very high. Everyone was under invisible pressure in front of him, so they couldn't breathe. Don't mention the jokes, even normal breathing was difficult.

When he arrived in front of the formation, Ran Deng heard this and said, "Qin Wan, you are not in the famous mountain resort and you are going to cause trouble in this ten feet of worldly worlds. Now the tired colleague died tragically. Do you have any regrets?"

Qin Wan's face was as cold as iron, unmoved at all, just said, "Who will come to the My Heavenly Jue Formation under the Chan Sect? Jiang Ziya, do you dare to come?"

Jiang Ziya smiled awkwardly and suddenly said nothing. Qin Wan laughed desolately twice, full of grief and anger, and scolded: "All the people of the Chan Sect are all rootless people, really surprised Qin Wan!"

"Don't be too crazy, Deng Hua is here!" A young Taoist came with Fang Tian's painting halberd in the wind, his face full of madness. Qin Wan glanced at him and said, "Are you that onion?"

"You can't even recognize me. I am the fifth disciple of Yuxu Palace, Deng Hua, who is here to break the formation under the talisman of Yuxu Palace!" Deng Hua waved his painting halberd, and the silver long halberd with a flashing cold light pointed directly at Qin Wan.

"Come on the formation!" Qin Wan turned around and entered the formation without saying a word.

Deng Hua quickly followed, Qin Wan shook the white banner on the platform, and slammed the ground with three bangs. He heard the thunder sound, and Deng Hua was immediately drowsy, unable to tell anything, his feet were sore and weak, and his hands were weak. The silver halberd slammed on the ground with a loud bang.

Qin Wan cut off his head expressionlessly, walked out of the formation, threw it on the ground in front of the people of the Chan Cult, and shattered it with a slap, like a rotten watermelon.

The cruel scene was so cruel that many disciples of the three generations of the Chan Cult were furious, but they were not as good as they could speak at this moment. Qin Wan's Taoist boots were wiped on the ground twice, without blinking, and glanced at the people of the Chan Cult, and only said five words lightly.

"Who is next?"

Deng Hua died as if he had been in the Tianjue Formation for a short time, it was enough for the immortals of the Ancient Sect to understand the reality of the Heavenly Tricks. Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun came out and said calmly: "Wait for me to subdue this evil!"

Qin Wan saw his opponent's crazy words and didn't care. He even asked his opponent's name lazyly. He turned around and left, but said coldly: "Come in the formation!"
Chapter completed!