"Jiuxiao, you have gone too far."
Elder Zhenlian stepped forward, and golden lotuses appeared under his feet, blooming with dazzling light, making him look like an immortal.
However, as the thunder roared, a golden thunderbolt fell from the sky, pierced through the lotus flowers surrounding Elder Zhenlian, and struck him.
boom!
Elder Zhenlian's figure flew out of the hall like a cannonball. He squeezed the seals with his hands and tried to stabilize his body. A corner of his purple robe had turned into ashes, revealing the charred black skin of his forearms.
Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, in front of everyone, Zhang Jiuxiao actually dared to take action, and his action was so powerful that it knocked away the elder Zhenlian who was in the early stage of Yangshen.
They wanted to take action, but were coldly swept away by Zhang Jiuxiao.
Suddenly, everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their bodies felt numb, and their hands in the seal became trembling.
Everyone was extremely shocked. Zhang Jiuxiao seemed to have improved in the thunder method, reaching a state that they could not imagine. Even his eyes were like thunder. Is this the strength of Wu Lei Zhenren?
Elder Zhenlian was struck by thunder. His old body could not withstand the violent power of thunder. The speed of forming seals was affected, and his fingers trembled slightly.
At this moment, Zhang Jiuxiao took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He roared in the air, his beard and hair flying like thunder. It was like the sound of thunder in the west, reverberating throughout Longhu Mountain and making the thousand-jin ancient bells in the back mountain clank. , shattered many iron sheets.
Elder Zhenlian's body froze, and blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes were cold and domineering, and he showed no mercy to his uncle. He squeezed the Heavenly Thunder Seal with his hand and summoned a Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder as thick as a bucket. The golden thunder light was like the scorching sun.
He wants to destroy this respected uncle!
Just when Elder Zhenlian was in danger, a seal appeared on his head. It was seven cents thick and three and a half inches long. It was a golden glass button, as white as ice and snow, blooming with flawless fairy light.
boom!
The sky thunder summoned by Zhang Jiuxiao struck the small seal, but it could not damage it at all. It was all resolved by the flawless fairy light.
The moment he saw this seal, Zhang Jiuxiao's pupils froze and he was in a daze for a moment.
"It's Yang Ping's Zhidu Gong Seal!"
"Yang Ping's Zhidu Gong Seal has appeared. The Heavenly Master must have awakened!"
"Great, Heavenly Master will definitely punish Senior Brother Zhang, how dare he take action against Elder Zhenlian!"
…
Everyone was in great spirits.
Zhang Tiande, with a pale face and a hint of panic in his eyes, quietly retreated behind everyone, trying to escape.
If the Heavenly Master really wakes up, then they and his son will probably be severely punished.
A voice came from outside the cloud.
"Senior Brother, long time no see, you are still so domineering."
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Jiuxiao suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes like lightning, looking at the rolling thunderclouds.
The next moment, rays of golden light emerged, as bright as the sun, as sacred and majestic as the sun, dispelling the layers of dark clouds and returning the sky and the earth to clarity.
In the golden light, a figure can be vaguely seen, with a wine pot hanging on his waist, long hair like ink, and a handsome temperament. He overlooks Longhu Mountain, his eyes are full of emotion and a little bit of vicissitudes of life.
After an absence of twenty-six years, he finally returned to Longhu Mountain, the place where he had lived and practiced since childhood.
"It's Second Senior Brother!"
"Oh my god, did I read that right? It's really the second senior brother!"
"Second Senior Brother is back, Second Senior Brother is back, hahaha!"
…
Most of the disciples were cheering, with excitement in their eyes. It was obvious that Zhang Jiuxiao was very unpopular in Longhu Mountain.
Some people who had a close friendship with Zhang Qianyang even had tears in their eyes at this moment.
Zhang Qianyang put away the Golden Light Divine Spell and floated down from the sky.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Yang Ping's Zhidu Kung Seal automatically fell on his palm, very obedient and well-behaved.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes moved, very gloomy, as if a storm was brewing.
"The old man is really biased and gave it to you."
He had searched many times in the Demon Subduing Hall where the old Heavenly Master was sleeping, but could not find the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal.
I thought that the old man had taken this seal into his body, but I didn't expect that it was passed to Zhang Qianyang!
His aura became more and more domineering, and the lightning on his body became more dazzling, as if he was trying to attract the thunder from the nine heavens to fall on him. There was lightning all over his body, making it difficult to look directly at him.
Zhang Qianyang put away the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal. He stood with his hands behind his back, and wisps of Tiangang Qi rippled around his body. He was vast and masculine and full of brilliant righteousness. He competed with Zhang Jiuxiao and did not fall behind at all.
"Yang Shen Realm..."
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes became solemn. Ever since Zhang Qianyang used golden light to disperse his thunder clouds, he had noticed something was wrong. The other party's behavior did not look like he had been defeated at all.
As expected, the current Zhang Qianyang is not only not a useless person, he is also in the middle stage of Yangshen, the same realm as him!
"The old man is really biased. He gave you all the good things so that a loser like you can return to the Yangshen realm!"
Obviously, Zhang Jiuxiao felt that the Heavenly Master made Zhang Qianyang take some miraculous medicine to achieve today's fortune.
When he thought of this, the anger he had accumulated over the years suddenly exploded. He clenched his fists, and the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains above his head shattered into pieces with a bang. Thunder light flowed from every hair strand, and harsh thunder sounded between heaven and earth.
"Elder brother, is this how you welcome us?"
Several figures fell from the sky.
Master and apprentice Liu Ningyan came with a sword, Master and apprentice Wu Dabao rode a wooden bird, and Li Daoxuan stood on auspicious clouds with a gourd hanging on his waist.
Zhang Qianyang was worried about the Heavenly Master, so he took one step ahead. They hurriedly followed slowly, but they were still a few steps behind.
Waves of Yin Shen realm aura erupted, faintly locking Zhang Jiuxiao.
Liu Ningyan pulled out the magic sword an inch, and the sword was full of energy.
Wu Dabao took out all kinds of weird magic weapons and borrowed his apprentice's diversion stick.
Li Dao
They are not ordinary Yin gods. Each of them possesses extraordinary Taoist and magical powers. Together, even Zhang Jiuxiao feels the pressure.
The most important thing is that there is also Zhang Qianyang in the middle stage of Yangshen!
At this moment, Elder Zhenlian also took a step forward, stood next to Zhang Qianyang, and laughed: "Qianyang, Uncle Zhang is old, but these old bones can still help you block a few hits!"
This elder in the early stage of Yangshen chose Zhang Qianyang without any hesitation.
There was a trace of emotion in Zhang Qianyang's eyes, and he said: "Uncle Zhang, I——"
Zhenlian patted him on the shoulder, her eyes were very kind, as if she were looking at her own child.
"Qianyang, it's yours, no one can take it away!"
Zhang Qianyang's eyes were slightly moist. Uncle Zhang's own child died young, and later he regarded him as his own child and doted on him very much. Whenever the old man wanted to punish him severely, Uncle Zhang was always the first to stand up and stop him. .
After so many years, Uncle Zhang has grown old.
Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes swept over everyone, paused slightly when passing Li Daoxuan, and finally stopped on Zhang Qianyang.
"Elder brother, I have no intention of fighting with you, nor am I coveting the position of Heavenly Master. I just want to see Master!"
Zhang Qianyang's eyes were sincere and very magnanimous.
Frankly speaking, he may not have no desire for the position of Heavenly Master, but the old man is currently in a coma and he has no desire to compete for the position. He just wants to see the old man quickly and find a way to cure the master.
In Zhang Qianyang's view, the position of Heavenly Master must be obtained openly and openly. Any conspiracy method is a blasphemy to the name of Heavenly Master.
That's his belief.
Liu Ningyan took a step forward and said: "Senior Brother, I am a true disciple of Longhu Mountain. Now that Master is ill, I should go check and take care of him first. As for this matter of fighting for the throne, it is better to take it slow."
Wu Dabao also said: "Yes, we must take a look at Master first!"
Zhang Jiuxiao glanced at him lightly, with very disdain.
"Master disliked you the most before. You are ignorant, greedy and lustful, and you have disgraced our Longhu Mountain!"
"you--"
Wu Dabao wanted to curse, but was stopped by Zhang Qianyang.
Zhang Qianyang looked at Zhenlian and said, "Uncle Zhang, where is the old man now?"
Zhenlian said: "Just sleep in the Demon Subduing Hall, I will take you there right away!"
The disciples in the audience also followed, and the group arrived at the Demon-Suppressing Hall.
As soon as he saw the palace door, Zhang Qianyang's expression changed.
Because the door of the Demon-Conquering Hall was locked with iron locks, and there were thick iron chains tied around it, with profound and simple runes engraved on them, faintly flowing with green light.
The surroundings of the Demon-Conquering Hall are also tied with red threads, and small bells hang down from the threads. But strangely, when the wind blows, the bells don't make any sound.
In addition, there were several Taoists guarding in front of the Demon Subduing Hall, all of whom were in the Yin Shen realm. They were very surprised when they saw Zhang Qianyang, but they did not show any courtesy. Obviously, they were Zhang Jiuxiao's people and were ordered to guard here.
Zhenlian was very surprised and said: "How could this happen, Jiuxiao? You took over the Demon Subduing Palace from me before. I gave you many instructions at that time to take good care of your brother. How did you end up like this?"
Zhang Qianyang looked at Zhang Jiuxiao with anger in his eyes.
"Demon-tying ropes and spirit-binding formations, senior brother, why are these methods of subjugating demons used on Master!"
Zhang Jiuxiao stared at him without fear and said: "I have been hanging out for decades, and this is how I talk to my brother after I come back? As for my actions, why do I need to explain to you?"
After a pause, he said indifferently: "Master is sleeping inside. Now that you have seen it, please come back."
There was a cold glint in Zhang Qianyang's eyes, as sharp as a knife.
The experiences of more than twenty years have made his state of mind become broader and more peaceful, but this does not mean that the former Tiangang Demon-Conquering Master who cut down mountains and ruined temples has disappeared.
On the contrary, he just hid his arrogance deeply, just like he said to his apprentice, he could never lose the evil spirit in his heart.
Zhang Qianyang said firmly: "Disciple, cut off the rope and break into the palace!"
Li Dao
As soon as his figure flashed, Li Daoxuan was already rushing towards the Demon Subduing Hall.
"How dare you!"
Zhang Jiuxiao shouted angrily and pressed the thunder seal with his hand, intending to draw the thunder towards Li Daoxuan.
Boom!
The thunder fell, but was dispersed by the Tiangang Qi. Within a radius of several hundred feet, a Tiangang demon-suppressing formation was set up at some point, with Zhang Qianyang as the center, constantly flowing, like the universe, the cave, and the eight trigrams of yin and yang.
"Elder brother, he is not Zhuzi, but my disciple of Zhang Qianyang, Li Daoxuan!"
Zhang Qianyang's Taoist robe fluttered and he spoke word by word.
(End of chapter)
