The heavy Hunyuan Jin Dou floated in his palm. Muzha thought it was beyond help, but he thought that there was a glimmer of hope. Suddenly, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. No one wanted to die.

"Muzha, listen well, this Tu Xingsun is greedy for money and likes women. He also looks like he is timid and afraid of things, and fights to death to see how he is."

After Nezha's voice transmission came in secret, Muzha looked at the spiritual treasure in his palm in shock. Could this Hunyuan Jin Dou not be a protective treasure? The next moment, the Yunxiao Bodhisattva who borrowed the magic weapon smiled and introduced his spiritual treasure at the people of the Chan Sect.

"This treasure was given by my master, and it is called the "Huanyuan Jindou" as the best innate spiritual treasure."

As soon as the words "The Best Innate Spiritual Treasure" were said, countless people in the three realms widened their eyes, and even many quasi-saints were looking at this spiritual treasure solemnly.

In addition to the characteristics of killing corpses, many treasures that have been refined by quasi-saints and powerful people, although almost all of them are acquired spiritual treasures, after years of cultivation, they are no less than ordinary innate spiritual treasures.

But the best innate spiritual treasure is different. If there are only a few treasures today, then there are not many top innate spiritual treasures.

Even saints regard the best innate spiritual treasure as the ultimate treasure of enlightenment, which shows that their rareness is too rare.

Chaoge, in the mansion of the National Master, the three eyes between Yang Jian's forehead emitted a divine light and stared at everything in the realm of the Jile Lingshan Mountain in Nanzhan. The sound transmission of the soul just now was for Nezha.

"Yang Jian, because of your plan, aren't you afraid of hurting the lives of the three of you?"

Hearing his master's inquiry, Yang Jian stared at the direction of Nanzhan Lingshan with three eyes on his forehead. The pair of black eyes below flashed with a cold light, "Master, only Nezha is Yang Jian's brother, Jinzha, Muzha and Yang Jian."

"What's more, Master, you have said that although the three major Xuanmen in the East are powerful, the other saints are not inferior, especially Jin Zha, Mu Zha and Nezha, who have great luck, and are just a piece of fat for the saints."

"Zhanli came to his door again, and his disciples couldn't imagine that the saint of Mahayana Buddhism would reject this temptation."

Listening to his disciple's analysis, Qingyun couldn't help but secretly praise him. Yang Jian's mind was indeed meticulous and he actually calculated everything.

"What's more, Yang Jian's understanding of the Ancestral Sect is to suffer from face. Even if it really doesn't work, Master, you have said that the powerful power of Wu Tian's bliss in the Western Paradise today should be the open-minded Buddha. At most, he can give some face to exchange for benefits. He will definitely protect the three of them. After all, this time, the Ancestral Sect is unreasonable."

Yang Jian directly revealed the calculations in his heart without any concealment. Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, but then sighed: "The magical power is not as big as the number of days. This killing disaster will let you know. Even if you can calculate everything, your strength is still the final say in the three realms, and there will always be something unexpected that you can do outside of your calculations."

After hearing this, Yang Jian fell silent and stopped talking. After seeing this, Qingyun shook his head, as if his cultivation had improved a little faster. Yang Jian believed that his strength and his own wisdom and calculations had the illusion of manipulating the world, but the most important thing was to let his disciple know his strength later.

At the foot of Lingshan, Nanzhan.

Mu Zha, holding the Hunyuan Golden Fight, stared at Tu Xingsun opposite with a pair of red eyes, and shouted directly: "Tu Xingsun, I am afraid of Liusun, since you and I are standing opposite each other today, then no one should show mercy."

"My Hunyuan Jin Dou is the best innate spiritual treasure, and it is not inferior to the Fantian Seal in my Buddha's Palm. Today, you and I will die together on the God List. Don't blame me."

Mu Zha on the opposite side looked desperate, Tu Xingsun was sweating profusely. He held the innate spiritual treasure Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand and was no longer fragrant at this time. Although he did not look back, he could also feel the gazes behind him looking straight at him.

"bring it on!"

Muzha's eyes were red and roaring, making Tu Xingsun cry without tears. You said, "What are you going to do? We are all little shrimps. Since my master has nothing to do with you, then let's do it casually. As for it?"

The frustrated Tu Xingsun gritted his teeth and jumped down less than four feet (about one meter three), holding the Yin-Yang Glass in both hands and roared: "Come on!"

"Come on!" Mu Zha also roared angrily, and the Hunyuan Golden Fight in his palm emitted golden light directly.

The next moment, under the threat of life, Tu Xingsun's eyes, under the threat of life, his instinctive wrist slightly raised, and the white light in the Yin-Yang Mirror instantly turned into a lightning and shot straight towards the Hunyuan Jindou that emitted golden light.

Just under the lightning, a palm fell directly on Tu Xingsun's wrist. The Antarctic Immortal Weng lowered his head and flashed a look of loss in his eyes. But when he raised his head, he couldn't help but wave his hand in a casual look for the majesty of his own sect and said, "My junior brother Liusun has fallen, but the only disciple cannot be broken here."

The white light from the innate spiritual treasure Yin and Yang Mirror shot directly on the golden light emitted by the Hunyuan Jin Dou. Anyone who didn't know about it thought it was the Nanji Immortal Weng who took action.

After all, the two of them each hold an innate spiritual treasure, which belongs to others, so the power of the spiritual treasure itself has nothing to do with the owners of both parties. It is obvious that this Hunyuan Jin Dou is not a protective treasure at all.

It is obvious that both sides are suffering from disgusting losses. If Tu Xingsun is also desperate, it would be fine, but the Antarctic Immortal Weng who has been paying attention has seen it. Tu Xingsun was afraid at the last moment.

The white light did not shoot at Muzha, but at the Hunyuan Jindou, who chose to save his life at the last moment of life and death. Using Yin-Yang Mirror to offset the Hunyuan Jindou, if it weren't for the Antarctic Immortal Weng, he would have made a fool of himself in public.

He held Tu Xingsun's wrist in one hand, took the Yin-Yang Mirror with the other hand and threw it directly to the Buddhist man opposite him. The Antarctic Immortal Weng said casually with a calm aura: "In the second game, our Ancestral Sect will be defeated, and this innate spiritual treasure Yin-Yang Mirror will lose to you Buddhism."

Without any delay, losing, if you lose, you lose. At this moment, the attitude of the Antarctic Immortal Man directly won the favor of countless powerful people in the three realms. Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace also breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Tu Xingsun, he couldn't help but be filled with a cold light. Such greedy and fearful death actually chose to survive in the face of the dignity of the Ancient Sect. It seemed that his life should be on the list of gods.

"Hehe, thank you so much for Senior Brother Nanji."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled compassionately and handed the innate spiritual treasure Yin-Yang Mirror thrown by the other party directly to her senior sister Yunxiao Bodhisattva. After all, she just temporarily borrowed her senior sister's magic weapon to win, and she saved a disciple, so she made a profit.

Muzha also experienced the great disaster of life and death after this battle. After the disaster, he was breathing heavily. He only reacted for a long time and turned his head to reveal an excited smile.

This disaster of life and death directly made Muzha the most inconspicuous and ordinary, and his heart of Tao was firm.

Most of the actions that happened just now may not be seen, and even if everyone's eyes were always on two spiritual treasures, after all, what are the two children? How could they be worthy of their attention?

Only a few people saw Tu Xingsun's decision to be afraid of death at that moment. At least the saints in the three realms could see clearly. It was precisely because of this that Yuanshi Tianzun's indifferent decision to let Tu Xingsun go to the Gods List in the future.

The Jade Emperor Haotian in the Yaochi of Heaven was staring at the people of the An Sect. How could Tu Xingsun escape his eyes with his instant move? He immediately smiled.

"Haha, junior sister, look, haha, it's great. There's something to do in this heaven in the future."

With a playful smile, the Queen Mother of Yaochi smiled and shook her head. She did not refuse. Anyway, they were ordered by the master, and they did not have the leisure to dominate the three realms. After all, the existence of the two ancient Lich clans who could compete with the saints was not successful, so they still knew it themselves.

Returning to the auspicious clouds of the Ancestral Sect, the Antarctic New Man looked at his junior brothers with a smile and said softly: "There is a third game."

They have lost two games in a row, and they can still keep their composure when they finally lose again. This third game cannot be shamed.

Chi Jingzi looked at his senior brother and gave his innate spiritual treasure to Buddhism, showing a look of crying but no tears. This was his spiritual treasure. For a moment, he did not dare to give his senior brother Nanji Xianweng a look, but his eyes looked at Manjushri, Samantabhadra and Taiyi, three junior brothers who had just borrowed magic weapons.

The three of them were very embarrassed. This is an innate spiritual treasure. It is hard to find in the three realms, especially in the three realms, almost all innate spiritual treasures have their own masters, where do they go to find them?

"Junior Brother Daoxing."

The Nanji Immortal Weng finally looked at his junior brother. At this moment, the other golden immortals of the Anhui Sect all looked at him. The Taoist Heavenly Lord sighed helplessly. He knew that there was nothing he could do now.

"Okay, let my disciple go to war."

I saw Taiyi Zhenren staring at Nezha with cold eyes, and finally looked at the Sanxiao Bodhisattva's skin and smiled and said, "Since Nezha is my disciple, this third game is where the three generations of disciples of Wuchan Sect go to clean up the door."

In calm words, this Taiyi Zhenren is truly worthy of the word "ruthlessness". After hearing this, Bixiao sneered: "What kind of rebellious disciple? Shouldn't you, Taiyi Duan, be a son of humanity?"

With mocking, Taiyi Zhenren was not angry, and there was only endless coldness in his eyes. Nezha was also shocked by these eyes, but then he hated himself in anger and raised his head and shouted: "There are all lottery tickets in the first two games. I wonder what lottery tickets are there in Taiyi in the third game?"

With a provocative voice, Bixiao and Qiongxiao smiled suddenly, and the Taiyi Zhenren opposite him looked even more ugly. He was now bare and had no magic weapon on his body.

"How about this 'Changhong Scout' innate spiritual treasure?" Samantabhadra sighed and slowly took out a golden rope from his arms. However, he sighed a little, but in fact he was also concerned. Now that all the disciples of the three of them apostates are abducted, it is probably difficult to explain after returning. If he was generous and paid more, no matter what the outcome, he would go back to Yuxu Palace by himself. The punishment would be less.

After Changhongsuo's innate spiritual treasure appeared, Nezha smiled and looked directly at the immortals of the Ancestral Sect and said, "Okay, I never thought that I, Nezha, could still be worth an innate spiritual treasure, but this time I can get three rules. If I, Nezha, will be defeated, all of my magic weapons are from my three masters and have nothing to do with your Ancestral Sect. Only my Nezha's life belongs to your Ancestral Sect."

Although the voice is tender, there is a slight boldness in front of the words, and he directly puts life and death aside. This sentence reveals hatred for the Abhidharma.

Facing Nezha Taiyi Zhenren, he sneered: "Okay, this battle will be made up for three rules!"

"When I, the three generations of disciples of the Anarchy Sect, fight you, neither side is allowed to use innate spiritual treasures, only weapons."

After these words, Nezha, who was obviously attacked by the general, sneered directly, took out the "Tai Chi Talisman Seal" from his waist and threw it directly to his three masters.

"Three masters, if Nezha has something to do, please forgive me for my disciples. This spiritual treasure is for my disciple to respect my master."

After saying that, Nezha stepped on the wind and fire wheel and came directly to the formation, and the Taoist Heavenly Lord of the side of the Chan Sect sighed helplessly: "Go, disciple."

I saw auspicious clouds among the immortals of the Chan Cult slowly appear in front of the formation. I saw a Taoist who was neither ordinary nor Taoist, wearing a helmet, wearing a Taoist garment, holding a demon-subduing pestle in his hand, appearing.

"We Hu, the disciple of the Heavenly Lord of the Jade House Cave Road in Jinting Mountain."

When the two met for the first time, Nezha laughed sarcastically and said, "It turns out that you are also a disciple of the three generations of the Ancestral Sect. Do you know that now the Ancestral Sect uses three generations of disciples to block the disaster?"

Faced with Nezha's provocation, Wei Hu, who was almost the most marginalized among the three generations of disciples of the Anarchy Sect, raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "My body is hidden deep in the mist and clouds, and the Emperor's visit to the Taoist method is practiced. There is no leakage of true energy, dragging the white tiger, crossing the bridge. It is easy to wipe the world for a moment, and people call me a true guest. Accompanying the dragon and tiger, guarding the thatched cottage."

Under the Tao Song, he even reported to his family, especially the saying "Cultivating the Emperor's Visit to the Dao Machine", which almost meant that he was the Emperor's reign and joined the Ancestral Sect during the Emperor's reign. As for the killing and robbery, the twelve Golden Immortals were still invaded during the Human Emperor's reign.

After hearing this, Nezha knew that his plan to provoke was wrong. He frowned and stared at the other party. With such a strong pressure, the other party's cultivation level was actually in the perfect realm of Golden Immortals, and he was only half a step away from entering the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

"Go and do it slowly." However, at this moment, Guanyin spoke first to stop the two people who were about to take action. Under the gaze of the eleven Golden Immortals of the Academic Sect, Jade finger pointed at Wei Hu's weapon and laughed: "When will Daoxing Heavenly Lord, your 'Demon-Subduing Treasure Pestle' be considered innate? If this is the case, we will ask Nezha for our master's God-killing spear."

With a sarcasm, Nezha also paid attention to the past, and saw the magic-subduing pestle in Wei Hu's palm emitting a little bit of inspiration.

"Master."

Wei Hu was also open-minded and handed over the weapons and demon-subduing pestle in his palm to his master to hold, but he was already bare-handed.

After seeing this scene, Yun Zhongzi, among the immortals of the Ancestral Sect, waved his hand calmly, and suddenly a golden long stick appeared in his palm and threw it to his nephew again.

"My nephew, this stick is called the 'Golden Stick', which I carefully refined."

Wei Hu, who held the golden stick in his palm, couldn't help frowning after weighing it. Although it was a little unsatisfactory, it was fine.

The demon-subduing treasure pestle just now can only be considered half an innate spiritual treasure. It is a damaged innate spiritual treasure and has been trained in the furnace fire, which retains the innate attributes.

"Is it possible to fight?"

At this moment, Taiyi Zhenren said coldly in front of Guan Shiyin. At this moment, both sides were evenly matched and both sides were both Golden Immortal Realm, but it was obvious that Wei Hu's cultivation was slightly better, and his experience was even more extraordinary.

Nezha shouted angrily, and instantly used his magical power to reveal his three-headed and eight-armed arms, fire spear, Qiankun Circle, Huntian Ling, Golden Brick, Yin-Yang Sword, and each piece of weapons was held in his palm. At the same time, he stepped on a pair of hot wheels under his feet, which made many people nod secretly, and this boy had good talent.
Chapter completed!