I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Zishou carried the golden pot and walked towards the carriage, the dust rose up, Xiao Qinglian looked at the blood on the ground with her back to Zishou, a petal floated to the sky under the bright sun.

The army moved, but the petals fluttered and fluttered, and finally floated to the city of Benxing.

Shen Gongbao took the petal, and a golden light flashed on the smooth surface.Shen Gongbao's eyes moved, and there were countless scenes in the eyes.

He immediately put away the petals, waved his black sleeves, and walked down the tower.

The clouds are changing rapidly in the sky, the sky is dark and bright, bright and dark.

There are colorful rays of light surging in the sky above Yin Shang. Sometimes there is a gust of wind, and sometimes there is lightning and thunder. Just the day before Zishou reached the tower of the city, bursts of coercion rushed across the sky like shooting stars——

At this time, Daoxing Tianzun met with Taoist Cihang.

Based on the hexagrams, they calculated that the king of men would come to attack the city from this side, so they waited here early.

Cihang Taoist is a fairy, she looked at the sky and sighed, "How can I see that this city is not easy to defend?"

Daoxing Tianzun shook his head, "The king is a mortal after all, and the generals are just mortal bodies. Just using some methods, the army will be defeated without attacking! What makes people difficult to calculate is, I don't know where the gods came to help?"

As they talked, the sound of military training in the school grounds started, and they gathered [-] troops here.

It is said that the man king was very frivolous, he only brought one thousand soldiers from Chaoge, and when he passed by Benxing City, he added another five thousand, so there were only six thousand soldiers in total.

Daoxing Tianzun and Cihang Taoist both shook their heads. At this moment, there was a golden light flashing in the sky, a thunderstorm broke out, and the dark clouds were overwhelming. Obviously there were people on the clouds!

The expressions of the two changed, it seemed that the gods of Yin Shang had arrived ahead of time!

Ci Hangdao first took out the purple golden bell and shook it, and the dark clouds condensed by spells above his head dispersed in large swaths.

She transformed into a clear glass bottle again, dipped a wicker into the bottle with fairy dew and waved it into the air, the sky flickered, revealing the figures of several gods.

It turned out that they were Shen Gongbao, the traitor who explained the religion, the Holy Mother of Jiejiao Guiling, Mistress Sanxiao, and two of the Ten Heavenly Lords.

It seems that Yin Shang has prepared more comprehensively than them!

It stands to reason that Xing Tianzun and Ci Hang Taoist should face off at this time, but Dao Xing Tianzun looked outside the door cautiously.

"After we leave, the Human King is extremely powerful, and he might not be able to break our city!"

Daoxing Tianzun looked back at Ci Hang and said, "Can you bring straw paper, ink, cinnabar, and pagoda tree?"

Cihang Taoist nodded, her magical artifact, the clear glass bottle, can hold all kinds of sundries in addition to fairy dew.

She first took out a stack of straw paper, but Daoxing Tianzun shook his head, "Not enough."

The Taoist Cihang continued to take out, and finally took out a full twenty catties, and Daoxing Tianzun nodded.

Ci Hang Taoist took out the other three things one after another, among which willow wood was nearly a hundred catties.

Daoxing Tianzun raised his sleeves wide, and a dark black thunder was pulled out from the sky by him and pinched in his hand.

This thunder has bursts of coolness, and it will make people freeze to the bone when touched.

He held Thunder, came to the pagoda tree and chopped it down.In less than a cup of tea, the pagoda tree was cut into the shape of a person.

He waved his sleeve again, and the straw paper flew up and stood up around the locust tree.

He did not know where to pull out two pieces of dead grass, and the dead grass went straight through the foot of the locust tree and went straight into the soil.

After a while, the originally slightly hot weather was overcast and windy, and the loose toilet paper stuck together strangely, like human skin.

Daoxing took out two pens, one dipped in ink and the other dipped in cinnabar.

The cinnabar pen drew a long mark on the face of the straw paper to be the mouth, and the ink pen made two dots on the face of the straw paper to be the eyes.

At the moment when the ink pen was touched, the two eyes moved strangely.

When Zishou's soldiers approached the city, Daoxing Tianzun and Cihang Taoist had already left, and the generals defending the city went out to fight.

Zishou stood tall and straight, riding a war horse and standing at the forefront of the army with a big knife in one hand.Litma is also in good spirits and full of energy.

But in front of the fierce horse, there was a cloth bag tied, and a lotus flower head poked out quietly, looking forward.

The two sides were at war with each other, full of murderous aura, and when they rushed forward, the enemy coach stretched out his hand to stop his own soldiers.

"You wait to step back quickly—"

The soldiers will not understand what it means, but the military order is like a mountain, they can only take a few steps back.

"Back again—" the coach continued.

Just heard a few neat "dong, dong" sounds, the dust was picked up, and the army retreated three feet back in unison.

The coach narrowed his eyes, his eyes were unclear, and said again: "Take another three feet—"

After a few more "swish, swish", Zi Shou looked at the front and frowned, with a sneer on his lips.

The little Qinglian in the small cloth bag in front of the horse shook her lotus head, looking very natural.

Although the Yin and Shang army couldn't wait for a long time, they all tensed up and raised their vigilance after seeing this battle.

The enemy coach saw that the army had almost retreated, so he also rode his horse back to the front of the army.

He took out a small plain flag and waved it to the sky. In an instant, the sun seemed to be covered with a sack, and the sunlight turned into a dark light, and the earth also dimmed.

The coach waved the small flag again, and the strong wind hit, blowing away the leaves and stones.

The coach waved again, and the strong wind headed towards the Yin Shang army——

In Zi Shou's eyes, the sky filled with stones were thrown towards him.

He squinted his eyes together, first roared "Squat down!", and quickly walked around the horse and picked up the small bag hanging in front of the horse with one hand.

Xiao Qinglian was watching the battle when her "old nest" was suddenly cut off, and then her vision turned black, and a strong smell of alcohol came from her.

Little Qinglian: ...

It was stuffed in his clothes by his brother.

Xiao Qinglian shook her lotus head, attracting Zishou's attention.

Zishou lowered his eyes, reached into his clothes and pinched the little lotus, but the feel of the lotus stem was different.

... straightened.

He seemed to have noticed something, and slowly took out the little green lotus, only to see that except for the stem, the whole flower of the little green lotus was flattened, like a small flag in the shape of a lotus flower.

The coach was waving the flag, and he waved it three more times, and the small stones fell on the Yin and Shang soldiers one after another.

Seeing that he was about to wave it for the fourth time, suddenly, a gust of hurricane hit, his helmet was blown away, half of the banner was blown off, and countless Xiqi soldiers were blown off their horses.

The coach hurriedly hugged the horse, he looked forward, and vaguely saw that the king seemed to be fanning them with a small flag in his hand!

The king is born with supernatural power, and the small flag in his hand is even more extraordinary, the wind blowing out is ten times as powerful as his!

The king slapped him a second time, and this time countless people were slapped back five or six feet in a row, and the small flag in the coach's hand was almost uncontrollable!

The coach raised his head and saw blood flowing from his eye sockets. He gritted his teeth and remembered what the immortal taught him before he left.

So, he threw the small flag towards the king. It is said that this small flag can kill even powerful gods!

There was a sound of breaking wind, and the small flag was blown towards Zishou——

Xiao Qinglian swayed, stretched open in an instant, and turned into a big bag covering Zishou, and Xiao Qinglian also became a thin layer.

So, if Xiao Qizi wants to hurt Zishou, he must first pierce Xiao Qinglian!

The little flag was getting faster and faster, the tail of the flag was facing Xiao Qinglian straight, and when it was about to poke at the opponent, the tail of the flag suddenly bent.

It sticks Xiaoqinglian on it, like a dog skin plaster, it sticks to the other side like this, and it can't fall off no matter what.

Xiao Qinglian:?