free?
Leave Yunmeng Mountain?
After hearing what Fan Li said, everyone else felt baffled.
Who is Guiguzi?
A hermit and a great scholar, his status is not inferior to that of Lu Chunqiu of Lu City.
Yunmeng Mountain is Guiguzi’s magic weapon dojo.
Isn’t it a joke to say that Guiguzi was trapped in Yunmeng Mountain?
"Hahahahahaha!"
Prince Wanli laughed loudly on the spot.
"Teacher, Guiguzi must definitely belong to my Ming Dynasty."
In his view, Fan Li's conditions were not only ridiculous, but also stingy, like an iron rooster who couldn't pull off a dime.
Zhang Juzheng disagreed.
He even vaguely felt that Fan Li might be right.
From the first appearance, Guiguzi clearly revealed his intention to go down the mountain.
However, all the dynasties in the world gathered in Yunmeng Mountain, and even the Pure Land of Sanskrit sent a Holy Lord.
Guiguzi is sitting in the pavilion on the top of the mountain and refuses to come down to see him?
Is it arrogance?
Is it character?
Is it a quirk?
I'm afraid...it's a last resort.
Zhang Juzheng lowered his head and glanced at the silk in his hand. This was an imperial edict written by Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty.
The result is the same as a piece of waste paper?
All parties have already offered Guiguzi recruitment conditions.
Now Daming is changing his words and adding more emphasis. Although he must keep his word, his momentum has dropped.
"Really?"
From the pavilion on the top of the mountain, Gui Guzi's voice sounded like a man or a woman, neither human nor ghost.
Everyone is shocked!
Did Fan Lizhen guess what Guiguzi wanted?
"I, Ming Dynasty, am also willing to help Mr. Guigu leave Yunmeng Mountain!" Zhang Juzheng couldn't bear it anymore. Even if he lost his face, it would be better than losing Guiguzi.
"Sir, if you have any needs, Pure Land can also satisfy them!" Holy Lord Jin De also shouted quickly.
Then, she glared at Fan Li bitterly.
This damn guy!
You clearly know something, but you hide it and don’t tell it. It’s clear that you are not of the same mind as the Pure Land!
"well……"
Guiguzi sighed quietly, and everyone acted like they were all ears!
"Everyone, please break the formation first."
As he finished speaking, a stone statue with three heads and six arms appeared out of thin air in front of the barrier.
The stone statue is about four feet high.
The three heads are all wearing crowns, looking like emperors.
The stone statue wears a nine-clawed golden dragon robe, and its six arms hold a war spear, a long sword, and a broad knife.
After seeing the appearance of the stone statue clearly, some people couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Gaozu?"
"Taizu?"
"Overlord!?"
That "Gaozu" was shouted by Zhuge Liang.
Taizu came from Zhang Juzheng.
Fan Li asked Yan Yuan in a low voice: "Who do you call 'Overlord'?"
"Mr. Jin, you don't know the Overlord?" Yan Yuan said in astonishment: "One of the three heads of this stone statue is exactly the same as the portrait of the Overlord of Chu!"
Forehead?
So, one-third of this stone statue is Xiang Ning’s ancestor?
"It's a shame that you have the nerve to call yourself a Chu minister and you don't even know the King of Chu?" Lu Fubao also whispered.
Fan Li scratched the tip of his nose and said, "You are a traitor."
So, the three heads of the stone statue are King Chu Bawang, Emperor Gaozu of Han Dynasty, and Taizu Ming Dynasty?
"This formation is called [Three Emperors Formation], and each person can only challenge it once."
"You can't besiege, you can only fight one on one."
Guiguzi's voice floated faintly, with a hint of helplessness, which also confirmed that he was in an embarrassing situation.
"Which one of you will go first?" Holy Master Jin De asked in a deep voice.
Of all the people present, she was the strongest.
Holy Lord Jinde was not prepared to take the lead.
She wanted to ensure that she was sure of everything, so it was best to send one of her own people to the stage first, let her observe the fighting methods and weaknesses of the stone statue, and then defeat it in one fell swoop!
Prince Wanli also had the same idea.
"Teacher, why don't you go first?"
Zhang Juzheng rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"...Your Highness, we have a small number of people, so it would be a disadvantage to take the lead in challenging."
Wanli frowned: "Let the group of people on the opposite side break into the formation first? If they break the formation in one go, how will you explain it to me when you return to the Ming Dynasty?"
"How could it be?" Zhang Juzheng smiled bitterly: "It seems to Yichen that Guiguzi is indeed trapped by this formation. Even he can't break through the formation, and our opponents can't break it at once."
No matter how Wanli insisted, Zhang Juzheng refused to take the lead in charging into the battle.
It's not that he is timid, it's just that he doesn't deserve it.
A good strategist never moves lightly.
Prince Wanli didn't understand this truth.
"In that case, let me try it first." Zhou Yu suddenly laughed.
"Very good." Guo Jia smiled and said, "Commander, please rush into the battle first. If it doesn't go well, try it with me."
"I will accompany you." Zhuge Liang said, shaking his feather fan gently.
These three people are here to help with the punches, and they don’t care about success or failure.
Zhou Yu pulled out a silver spear, which was also a spiritual treasure of excellent quality.
"Try my [Changhe Yin]!"
The tip of the spear condensed spiritual energy and turned into a raging river.
Along the way, the long river of spiritual energy passed by, and the rugged mountain roads were washed away as smooth as a mirror!
Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~!
The long river collided with the stone statue, making a deafening roar!
However, the three stone statues only took one step back.
"You...are not...the king."
The Overlord Head actually spoke.
It spoke slowly and what it said was incomprehensible.
However, the stone statue's hands moved extremely quickly.
It has six arms, and with a wave of the hand holding the war gun, a black and red light is drawn out, and it rushes straight into the spiritual energy river like a flying blade.
The turbulent river of spiritual energy was torn apart like silk at the moment it came into contact with the black and red light.
"Captain, be careful!"
Everyone on our side shouted in unison, but unfortunately they couldn't react in time.
The terrifying black-red light stretched one foot with every inch it pushed forward!
With only half a breath, he was already pushed vertically in front of Zhou Yu, forming an existence like a hundred-foot-tall sky pillar!
Zhou Yu had no time to dodge and was instantly enveloped by the beam of light.
"Hahaha! One of you will die first!" Prince Wanli was overjoyed and said to Zhang Juzheng: "Teacher, it's a good thing you didn't go in first."
Zhang Juzheng was ashamed.
The prince seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who urged him to die just now?
"Is Governor Zhou dead?" Lu Fubao asked in shock.
It's a pity that she had no choice but to ask Fan Li.
After all, Lu Fubao was a Nascent Soul cultivator, but Fan Li only had a foundation, and he couldn't see clearly.
"Don't worry, little junior sister, although the force of this attack is terrifying, Governor Zhou is a famous general in Jiangdong, so he will not die in this battle." Yan Yuan comforted him from the side.
really.
When the power of the black and red light pillar was exhausted, a huge pit appeared on the ground where Zhou Yu was standing.
He himself was in the center of the huge pit, holding the silver gun tightly with both hands, making a gesture of resistance.
"cough!"
Zhou Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood but did not fall down.
He smiled at the people looking not far away and said, "Sorry, only taking one blow is my limit."
"snort."
Holy Lord Jinde snorted dissatisfiedly.
She has already seen that Zhou Yu's strength should be in the Hedao realm, but the specific level is unknown and seems to be hidden.
Not only Zhou Yu, but also Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia.
"Look! It has changed its face!" Lu Fubao exclaimed as if he had discovered a new world.
Everyone hurried to see the stone statue. The three heads were originally the Overlord's on the front.
At this moment, when his head turned, it was replaced by Ming Taizu.
"Could it be that one blow changes the head?" Fan Li muttered in his heart.
Unfortunately, there was too little reference data, so he could only guess.
"Guo Jia, is it your turn?" Holy Lord Jin De urged, but he didn't care about his life or death at all.
"Okay, okay, Holy Master, please don't rush me."
Guo Jia checked Zhou Yu's injuries. There was no fear on his face and he took action with a smile...
