I help the great sage raise children

Chapter 1050

"Boss! Are we still here in Xiqi? These Twelve Golden Immortals are well-known cultivators in Kunlun Mountains."

Zhu Zizhen looked at the figure in the sky in the distance, and said with a worried face.

They are just loose immortals, not comparable to these Taoist disciples with profound backgrounds.

As Zhu Zizhen's words fell, except for Yuan Hong, the rest of the people also had fear in their eyes.

Forget about the normal situation, but Sun Xiaosheng is the son of Shang Zhou's master.

Thinking of this identity, several people couldn't help trembling in their hearts.

If the twelve golden fairies discovered Sun Xiaosheng's identity, they would not dare to imagine it.

Previously, Yang Jian was fine with one person, but twelve guys came at once, and if they found out, they wouldn't even run away.

"What are you afraid of? What are you supposed to do, just pretend nothing happened."

Seeing Guang Chengzi in the sky in the distance, a cold light flashed across Sun Xiaosheng's eyes.

Sun Xiaosheng's nonchalant tone instantly made the people around him depressed.

It's about my own life, can this kind of thing be ignored?

But seeing that Yuan Hong, who was the strongest, did not speak, they did not dare to say anything.

If you continue to speak, it will be over if people hear you in the distance.

"Boss! What are your plans?"

Glancing at the frowning guys beside him, Yuan Hong asked softly.

"Let's just wait and see what happens."

Sun Xiaosheng resisted Optimus Prime on his shoulder, but his big eyes were curious about the rest of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

From the words of the Seven Sages of Meishan just now, it is obvious that these guys are very powerful and powerful.

But if he dared to fight against Sun Feng, Sun Xiaosheng was never afraid of anyone.

Standing in the air, Sun Feng looked at the busy figures in the distance, with a look of worry in his eyes.

In the Conferred Gods, although the big formation of these guys beheaded many people who explained the teachings, they were all disciples of the third generation of teachings, and they were all scapegoats who didn't know the way.

Once the Twelve Golden Immortals are familiar with the situation of the big formation, the Ten Heavenly Lord fighting alone is no match for the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Now Sun Feng was a little worried about how to tell them, since it would definitely not work.

After all, they are all Da Luo Jinxian cultivation bases, so they are people who want to save face.

If you just say that they can't do it, I'm afraid they will be even more excited.

"Hey! Is it really irresistible?"

Looking at the confident few people in the distance, Sun Feng's face was full of worry.

Nothing happened all night, just as the genius was on, Yao Bin couldn't wait to worship three times before the altar.

This time Sun Feng could see clearly, the whole straw man shook violently three times.

I don't know if it was because of Jiang Ziya's falling soul technique, or because of the cautiousness of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Twelve Golden Immortals did not come to break the formation as scheduled the next day.

"The name of the Twelve Golden Immortals is nothing more than that."

The slowly darkening sky in the distance made Shi Tianjun more confident.

However, they did not urge them, and still waited for the arrival of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

"Three days have come, then Jiang Ziya must die!"

On the morning of the third day, Yao Bin looked at the altar in the arena with a confident face.

Since the Twelve Golden Immortals won't come, let's get rid of Jiang Ziya first.

Following Yao Bin's three prostrations, he saw the straw man shrouded in gray mist, with the appearance of Jiang Ziya faintly in it.

"Several elders, what happened to the prime minister?"

Ji Fa looked at Jiang Ziya who was paralyzed on the bed with a face as white as paper, his eyes were full of anxiety.

I was able to talk before, but now I am delirious.

Jiang Ziya is the hub connecting Xi Qi with these powerful Qi practitioners. If Jiang Ziya dies, who knows if these guys will help him.

Without the help of these people, it would have been impossible to defeat Zhou.

"Weird! Weird! I can't even see it."

Guang Chengzi, who was standing in front of the bed, had a sullen face and was very upset.

I just went down the mountain to help Xiqi, but I didn't expect to encounter so many troubles.

First he was startled away by Sun Feng, and now Jiang Ziya is inexplicably like this.

"Yang Jian! Have you noticed any changes in your Uncle Ziya recently?"

Daoist Yuding standing beside him asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian has been following Jiang Ziya, maybe he will find something.

Following the words of Master Yuding, the rest of the people in the field all looked at Yang Jian.

"It was fine before, but Master Jiang fainted suddenly three days ago, and then his face turned a little pale."

Yang Jian thought for a moment, then said softly.

The eyes of everyone in the field lit up instantly, and it seemed that they must have been plotted against.

"Brothers, I have already found out who those people are."

Just at this time, there was a soft shout in the distant air, and a figure flew over, it was the real Huanglong among the twelve golden immortals.

"What's the history?"

Guang Chengzi asked anxiously, maybe he could find out the reason for Jiang Ziya from their background.

"They are the disciples of Jiejiao, the Ten Heavenly Lords of Golden Turtle Island."

Seeing that everyone was paying attention, Huang Long said loudly.

He is the weakest among the Twelve Golden Immortals, so he can only run errands.

"Ten Heaven Lord!"

Guang Chengzi frowned, as if he had heard something.

But he, who has always looked down on the disciples of Jiejiao, naturally did not study them, but he did not know the details.

"It seems that Junior Brother Jiang has undoubtedly been hit by the technique of falling soul."

At this moment, Chi Jingzi next to him said in a worried voice.

"The art of falling souls?"

When everyone around heard this, their faces were all surprised.

"The art of falling souls is Yao Bin's specialty among the Ten Heavenly Lords, setting up an altar..."

Chi Jingzi seemed to know the Ten Heavenly Lord very well, and actually explained it in detail.

"It's been three days now, that's not Junior Brother Ziya..."

Looking at Jiang Ziya lying on the bed, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"I'll ask the teacher to respect me."

Chi Jingzi sighed and said slightly.

Three days have passed, the souls are all gone, they have nothing to do.

I didn't expect to have to go back just after going down the mountain.

"Ok!"

Guang Chengzi nodded, his heart became more and more dignified.

Although the people who intercepted the teaching were not very powerful, their heretical techniques were hard to guard against.

Chi Jingzi, who knew the seriousness of the matter, did not stop and went directly to Kunlun Mountain.

"The gods should not be careless. Although Jiang Ziya's soul is gone, he can still be resurrected as long as he returns to his body."

Sun Feng, who was standing beside him, reminded him softly.

"What the senior brother said is true, we must be careful of thieves who come to snatch this straw man."

Yao Bin arched his hands and said loudly, but his face was full of confidence.

Not only because of the soul-falling technique, but also because the twelve golden immortals still did not come to break the formation.

For several days in a row, the two armies were separated by dozens of miles, and they were all in peace.

In the dark night, Sun Feng, who was cultivating in the tent, opened his eyes suddenly, with a cold expression on his face.

"finally come."

With a soft shout, Sun Feng flew out and saw a familiar figure in the air.

Just like in Fengshen, the person who came was still Chi Jingzi.

Swish swish!
Following Sun Feng's figure leaping out, the Ten Heavenly Lords who were practicing in the nearby tent also rushed out together.

In an instant, more than a dozen people surrounded Chi Jingzi.

(End of this chapter)