"Uncle Master!" A middle-aged Taoist looked at the old Taoist priest who was about to be beheaded under the big knife, with sadness and anger in his eyes.

"Promote orthodoxy and great Dharma. If you practice well in the future, don't cause and effect because of hatred!" The old Taoist priest cried.

"cut!"

It seemed that he had lost sight of the tragedy in front of him, and suddenly waved his palm.

"Puff!"

Dozens of big heads were thrown down, causing a lot of crying and howling in the field.

"Yuwen Guobi, I'm fighting with you!"

"Junior brother, hold it down! Hold it down! There will be a time of cause and effect in the future!" The Taoist priests in the field kept persuading each other and constantly raising and struggling.

"cut!"

"cut!"

"cut!"

“…”

A group of Yangshen Zhenren were crushed under the big sword and turned into a decapitated ghost.

Zhang Bairen stopped and couldn't bear to take action to break up his soul again. There were really a lot of people who died.

"Yuwen Chengdu is afraid he is crazy, so he is merciless," Zhang Bairen murmured to himself.

"We have already formed a deadly enemy. In the future, these people will definitely seek revenge on Yuwen Chengdu. Since this is the case, it is better to take action directly. The more you kill, the less trouble you will be!" Yu Juluo shook his head.

Zhang Bairen sat on the straw, staring at the killings soaring into the sky from afar, and bursts of crying and howling were sad and took a sip of wine.

"Bei Tianshidao is your uncle's family, so you really won't help him?" Yu Juluo looked at Zhang Bairen in surprise.

"When I was using me, I knew I was my nephew!" Zhang Bairen sneered, looked at the straw in the sky, and showed a hint of surprise: "Actually, this governor is very curious about the bloody sandstorm."

Listening to Zhang Bairen's words, Yu Juluo said: "Is there any way you can break this sandstorm?"

"A mere sandstorm can be destroyed by a blink of an eye. If I can't even destroy this sandstorm, I'd already died in the hands of these bastards!" Zhang Bairen had a cold face and held a straw in his mouth: "If the general feels unbearable and wants to break the formation, I can give you some advice."

"After all, it's decades of hard work and years of merit. Please give me guidance from the governor!" Yu Juluo said with a serious expression.

"I really want my advice?" Zhang Bairen looked at Yu Juluo in surprise.

Yu Julu sighed helplessly.

"Well, Mazu in the East China Sea fought against the Dragon King of the Four Seas, and Mazu had a treasure under his command, called "The Race Bag" Zhang Bairen said slowly.

"Red Bag?" Yu Juluo exclaimed: "Isn't this thing lost for a million years?"

"Whether you can borrow a raft bag depends on the general's ability." Zhang Bairen closed his eyes.

Yu Juluo's expression was gloomy when he heard this. He owed Mazu a favor, but it was not easy to repay. If cause and effect come to him in the future, it would be a big trouble.

Yu Juluo stood up and walked towards the Taoist people.

"Master!" Seeing Yu Juluo, Yuwen Chengdu bowed respectfully.

Yu Juluo waved his hand, looked at the Taoists, and sighed helplessly: "Everyone, I know a way to break the formation."

"Please give me advice from the general." An old Taoist of Beitian Shidao couldn't help but walk up and said with a sincere expression.

"The Grand Governor said that someone under Mazu's command had a bag. If you can pass through the yellow sand and descend to the shore of the East China Sea and borrow a bag, the wind and sand in the sky will naturally not be worthwhile!" Yu Juluo turned around and left, leaving behind the Taoist discussions.

Not long

Then the Taoists took out a Mohist beast, penetrated through the earth, and headed out towards the dust.

The coast of the East China Sea

Mazu's eyes looked at the battlefield in the four seas, and suddenly a ray of sun god floated over, with a surprised smile on his face: "This kid will find favor for me, and this brother is not in vain."

After leaving the dust storm, he rushed to the coast of the East China Sea at the speed of the Yangshen Zhenren, and in a short moment.

"Come"

In the sandstorm, Yuwen Chengdu waved his hand again, and another warrior came forward and held down a group of Taoists.

"Yuwen Chengdu, we have found a way to break the formation. You can stop quickly!" The Taoist of Shangqing angrily scolded.

"Your Majesty has an order. As long as you don't break the magic circle, you will kill a group in three hours! Now that the magic circle has not been broken, you will naturally not be able to keep it!" Yuwen Chengdu's face was cold and full of murderous spirit.

"Evil Demon! Evil Demon! You must die a good death!" The Taoist angrily scolded Yuwen Chengdu.

"cut!"

"Leave people under the knife!" A scolding came from the dust storm in the sky. The next moment, the sandstorm was swept, and then a bottomless black hole appeared in the sandstorm. In just a few breaths, countless sandstorms were absorbed.

The sky is clear and the air is clear. Everyone has never felt that the sun is so beautiful. Some little Taoist priests have even realized the truth directly and attained the Yang God Fruit.

I saw a bag about a squat in the sky shrinking, turning into the size of a palm, heading towards the endless void in the distance.

"Let's thank Mazu!" Looking at the people's ethics bags that were leaving, the Taoists saluted respectfully.

A Taoist came forward and pushed the warriors away, loosened the Taoist who was bound to escape from the knife, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

Looking at the joyful Taoist people, Yuwen Chengdu's face was extremely gloomy, and he snorted coldly and turned around and left.

"This dog thief is bullying others with his power, and he will definitely be punished in the future!"

"The emperor is stupid and unruly. We should live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. How can we serve this dog emperor?"

"Let's find an opportunity later, sneak away secretly and ask this dog emperor to go to conquer Goryeo by himself!"

All the Taoists have their hearts and minds after the disaster. Although the Taoist tradition is good, they must be passed on to death.

The army continued to set off, and after less than five miles of walking, the Taoist had already left secretly. Except for the six sects of the Heavenly Palace and the Great Sui Dynasty, all Taoist priests had secretly left.

Zhang Bairen did not stop the departure of the Taoists, but just watched quietly.

Goryeo Camp

The great wizard suddenly stood up and looked at the bag that had absorbed the red yarn in the sky, and showed a look of shock: "What kind of treasure is that? It can actually collect my red sand?"

"The red sand is the most treasure of my southern barbarians, and I cannot be left outside!" The great wizard hurriedly headed straight to the altar, came to the backyard, staring at the altar.

But the blood on the altar had dried up and the livestock were all destroyed.

"Oh no, the yellow sand has been taken away." The great wizard hurriedly pounced on the altar, carefully plucking the incense, but saw that the yellow sand had disappeared, and only the dried blood stains were rising and falling.

"Damn it, the Middle-earth people are really cunning. The magical powers of southern Xinjiang were actually broken by him in the blink of an eye. They are really powerful!" Yizhi Wende said calmly.

The great wizard's face looked extremely ugly, and the "in the blink of an eye" in Yizhi Wende's words seemed particularly harsh in his ears.

"It's too much!" The great wizard's face was cold: "I'll report to the leader and ask the ancestor to make the decision. I'll wait for me to do it later to decide the winner with the Middle Earth master."

As he spoke, the great wizard lit a candle, and saw that the candle was twisted and began to grow stronger and turned into the size of a ball, revealing a figure in a black robe.

"My subordinate Wu Qi, pay homage to the leader!" The great wizard looked at the figure in the candlelight and immediately stood up and bowed with a respectful expression.

"Wu Qi, why did you go to Goryeo?" The figure in the flames frowned.

"Sir, Gao Li is willing to lend me a wisp of dragon energy. How could I miss this opportunity?" Wu Qi said with a wry smile.

"No wonder this is the case." The leader nodded.

"The treasure left by Feng Bo was taken away by a palm-sized bag! It is now missing!" Wu Qi said with a little nervousness.

"Bastard! Do you dare to lose such a treasure? Can you tell who took it away?" The leader suddenly changed color and couldn't help but curse, wishing that he could step out of the flames immediately and slapped the guy to death with a slap.

"I don't know," Wu Qi said helplessly.

"Bastard!" The leader was out of reach and wanted to bite him to death.

"Master, the villain knows what news!" Yizhi Wende stood up with a respectful expression.

"Who are you? Can you tell who took away my Nanman treasure?" The leader looked at Yizhi Wende.

"The small path Yizhi Wende, Tian is the national teacher of Goryeo!" Yizhi Wende said respectfully.

"It turns out that it was the national teacher who was polite! It was polite! I wonder where my Nanman treasures were in the land? I would like to ask the national teacher to give me advice." The leader's face cleared a little.

"The leader's treasure is located on the shore of the East China Sea and was taken away by the great god Mazu." Yizhi Wendedao.

"Mazu God?" The leader's face changed and his tone became gloomy.

"You really can cause trouble for me." The leader looked at Wu Qi with a sinister look, the candle opened and his body disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it! It actually fell into Mazu's hands!" In an ancient palace in the Nanman, a figure in black robe stood in the hall and walked back and forth: "It's not good to fall into someone's hands, but it just fell into Mazu's hands. This woman is not easy to mess with."

"My Southern Barbarian treasures cannot be lost, even Mazu will have to go away!" The ancestor of the sect instantly turned into black light and disappeared into Qingming. But in an instant, he came to the shore of the East China Sea: "The Southern Barbarian Witch is not Fan, please see the great god Mazu."

In the Mazu Temple, Mazu smiled: "Here you come!"

The void was twisted, and before Wu Bufan could react, Mazu had already pretended to be in.

"Wu Bufan, you are not practicing in southern Xinjiang, what are you looking for me?" Mazu said with a expressionless face.

Looking at the figure in the golden light, Wu Bufan smiled bitterly: "The people under him were not polite and offended the Empress. The treasure was taken away by the Empress. He also asked the Empress to give me a favor and give me a treasure in southern Xinjiang. All the conditions were allowed to be opened by the Empress. As long as I could take out the Southern Xinjiang, there would be nothing wrong with it."

Looking up and down at Wu Bufan, Mazu sneered: "The southern border is extremely remote, with poor mountains and rivers. What treasures can be seen by me?"

After pondering for a moment, Mazu continued: "The war between the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas is tight. If you don't mind, I promise you to refine Gu in the battlefield for ten years."

"This..." Wu Bufan smiled bitterly, showing a hesitant look on his face.

The dragon clan is definitely not easy to mess with!

"You won't respond?" Mazu's words became serious.

"Do I have any choice?" Wu Bufan sighed helplessly: "It's time to be a life, but it's also an opportunity. If you can refine the dragon's Gu, it would be a great fortune that will shock the earth."

"Thank you for your kindness!"

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Chapter completed!