Since King Wu worshiped the general, the Zhou army swore to the east, and it has been many days.

Yang Jian's three-way army, the northern army marched the most smoothly, Li Jing's father and son won the battle, and the generals in the army made great contributions.

The army of the East Road broke through the two passes of Qinglong and Bishui, but encountered stubborn resistance from the merchant army in Jinjiling, and Kong Xuan, the general of the merchant army and the great power of the Feng clan, fought with Yang Jian, the prime minister of the Zhou State for nearly three months, and the army could not advance an inch.

All the way to the southeast, Lei Zhenzi led the army with Deng Jiugong and Deng Chanyu's father and daughter, but they still failed to win the Jiameng Pass supported by the formation.

Fortunately, Nezha led the army to cut off the grain route of the merchant army from behind, and the grain and grass that Jiamengguan had originally hoarded was transferred to the first line of Wuguan, where there was not much grain, and there were hundreds of thousands of troops consumed every day, and the grain and grass in the city had been more than half a month.

Nezha and Lei Zhenzi were eyeing Jiamengguan, and the monks in Guanzhong wanted to go out to get some food and grass, but there was no way to go to heaven and no way to escape, and the people and soldiers in the city became more and more uneasy.

Seeing that the city is about to be broken, it is very likely that the soldiers will not be bloody, Nezha and Lei Zhenzi have been wrapping Jiamengguan with their divine sense day and night, which is also a more laborious job, but fortunately, the two can still talk with their divine sense, but they don't feel too tired.

"How many times has Senior Brother fought with Kong Xuan?"

Nezha asked with a little depression.

"It is said that there have been seven times," Lei Zhenzi sighed with a smile, "Senior Brother is even stronger than the elders of the sect, and his cultivation is only ...... It's really a bad person's heart to seek the truth. ”

"I'm a thousand or two thousand years older than my senior brother's cultivation years, and now I can't even fight a finger of him. Nezha smacked his lips and remembered that when he was still a spirit bead, he had a sword discussion with Yang Jian in Qianyuan Mountain.

Nezha smiled: "I also beat him by half a move, and let him call me senior brother for a while." ”

Lei Zhenzi was suddenly surprised, his divine sense did not relax, and he was still shrouded around Jiamengguan, asking Nezha about what happened back then.

Nezha's mouth was naturally uncontrollable, and he described the fight with Yang Jian in detail, and what he said was also colorful.

Lei Zhenzi exclaimed: "It turns out that Senior Brother also practiced step by step back then. ”

"Otherwise, do you think," Nezha suddenly cried and laughed, "I heard Master talk about Senior Brother's cultivation method, and I knew that I couldn't bear it just by hearing Master mention two or three words." ”

Rao is Lei Zhenzi is calm nature, but after all, he is 'young', and his curiosity was suddenly aroused by Nezha.

"What kind of suffering?"

"According to Master, in order to keep the Xuan Body from being bad, Senior Brother once entered the Great Crack of the Extreme Cold in the Chaos, and tempered himself with the Ice of the Xuan Netherworld and the Soul Killing Divine Fire!"

Lei Zhenzi was taken aback.

Nezha continued to say with his divine sense, "Senior Brother also used the blood of hundreds of ancient beasts to bathe his whole body for seven hundred and forty-nine years in order to break the mountains and rivers for himself, and took more than a thousand of the strongest and most bitter foreign beast pills in the world. ”

Lei Zhenzi swallowed his saliva and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

Nezha: "Also, senior brother......"

In this way, in this way, Nezha seriously said more than ten 'sufferings' that Yang Jian had experienced, which made Lei Zhenzi's Lei Gong's mouth twitch in various ways, and finally he wanted to foam at the mouth and pretend to be unconscious to escape this terrifying reality.

Nezha talked until his mouth was dry, and then he sighed quite deeply: "Senior brother is serious, it's not easy." ”

Lei Zhenzi silently catered to: "Yes, it's not easy to ......"

"We can't help Senior Brother anything, we can only cheer up here and conquer Jiameng Pass as soon as possible!"

Lei Zhenzi said: "Senior Brother Nezha, does he have a countermeasure?"

"Didn't General Deng say that you want us to be calm?" Nezha smacked his lips and muttered, "I can calm down, but if we break through the Jiameng Pass as soon as possible, we can wave our army to coerce Chaogecheng, and we can also share some pressure for our senior brother." ”

"That's a good statement," Lei Zhenzi sighed, "But the sectarian sect immortal who arranged this big array is quite powerful, even if the little food in the city has to go out to ask for battle, we should be careful to deal with it." ”

Nezha's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Lei Zhenzi, it's better for us to provoke them!"

"How to behave? Please teach me more. ”

"You are like me, use your mana to shout below, cough," Nezha held his head high with a fire-tipped spear, and shouted loudly, "No matter who jumps out of the great array of this Jiamengguan today, he will definitely have to go and never return......!"

"Hmph! The skill is not big, but the tone is not small!"

A cold female voice came out in Jiameng Pass, Nezha couldn't help but be stunned, and looked down in astonishment.

The great array of Jiamengguan is slowly dissipating!

Five miles outside the pass, in the Zhou army's formation, the long-lost assembly drum sounded, and Deng Chanyu, who was always paying attention to Jiameng Pass, immediately ordered the whole army to attack and come to the city of Jiameng Pass!

The commander of the army on this road, Deng Jiugong, the father of Deng Chanyu, rushed out of the main tent wearing his battle armor, and laughed, "This formation will not be attacked!"

"Father, the next thing is the big war. ”

"Whether it's a big battle, it's much better than you and me having no combat exploits under the city!" Deng Jiugong put on his battle armor, stepped on horseback with a flying stride, and said with a smile: "My son is resourceful, so you will help him, and lead a team of soldiers and horses for his father to personally break through this pass!"

"Yes!" Deng Chanyu agreed heroically, and at the same time spoke.

"Nezha and Lei Zhenzi, two generals, please quickly find out the situation in the pass!"

As soon as Deng Chanyu's words fell, a shadow jumped up at the head of Jiameng Guancheng, dressed in a flaming feather coat, as if he was also burning.

This female cultivator is holding a puff fan in her hand, wearing a golden crown, her face is pretty, and her figure is rare among fairies.

She flew into the air with a soft scream, and without saying a word, she shot directly at Nezha and Lei Zhenzi, raised her hand and sprinkled the sky with firelight, and the raging fire condensed into all kinds of blades, shooting away at the two of them.

Nezha and Lei Zhenzi are no longer the 'ignorant' when they first came down the mountain, and even the fight in the sky has given them their own ways to fight.

Lei Zhenzi's wind and thunder wings spread, and his figure flew directly upside down in the air, and the hot wheels under Nezha's feet suddenly accelerated, but instead they faced the flames spilled by this female cultivator.

"Let me come!"

Nezha let out a low shout, and Lei Zhenzi, who had just grabbed the golden stick, suddenly shook his head helplessly, staring at Nezha's figure in the air when he was submerged in the firelight, and he was also silently attracting the power of thunder and infusing himself.

In the Zhou army camp, Deng Chanyu saw Nezha directly engaged in the battle, and she also raised her mind a little.

Seeing Nezha coming and going freely in the flames in the sky, he sacrificed the Nine Dragons from the fire cover to protect the top of his head, and the fire-tipped spear turned slightly, and the flame-tipped spear was directly absorbed by the fire-tipped spear.

In the blink of an eye, Nezha rushed towards the female cultivator, who snorted coldly, and dozens of flame-condensed talismans appeared around him, pointing at Nezha with his bare hands.

Hmmm-

A fire luan drilled out of the spirit rune, spreading its wings and scraping towards Nezha.

Nezha left the fire cover to protect himself, just chuckled twice, and didn't stop at all, just attacked.

Sure enough, these firebirds were directly blocked by Jiulong from the fire cover, and they couldn't hurt half of Nezha's hair at all.

This Nine Dragons can be attacked and defended by the fire cover, which is the best in the spiritual treasure, if it weren't for Nezha's coquettish and tricky temperament, Taiyi Zhenren would not be willing to give his apprentice such a 'disaster'.

"Damn!"

The female cultivator was furious, and pulled out a short sword in her sleeve with her backhand, her feather coat flashed, and her figure retreated, throwing out a magic spell at Nezha while retreating.

Nezha relied on the Nine Dragons to leave the fire cover, and more or less found the feeling that Yang Jian was charging forward, his heart was happy, he raised his head and roared, and the Qiankun circle and Chaotian Aya were sacrificed at the same time!

The two spirit treasures were shot, and the female cultivator was suddenly beaten quite embarrassed, if it weren't for the continuous flashing treasure light of the feather coat on her body, she had been directly caught by Chaotian Aya.

"Do you think you're the only one who has the treasure?"

There was a little indignation in this female cultivator's wonderful eyes, if she hadn't been bullied too badly by Nezha, she wouldn't have wanted to use treasures to oppress people.

Master said that treasures are just an obstacle to cultivation......

The little white hands of the female cultivator quickly sealed, and bursts of yuan power fluctuated around her body, her long fiery red hair fluttered, and her slender neck was even more transparent in her white skin.

Glamorous and incomprehensible.

"Qian, Kun, Na, Bao!"

The four characters fell, and hundreds of vortices appeared out of thin air behind the female cultivator, and a wall of light made of vortices was formed in the air above Jiameng!

In the whirlpool, the treasure light surged, and all kinds of treasures slowly flew out, although most of them were immortal treasures, but there were dozens of acquired spirit treasures and more than ten innate spirit treasures!

These spiritual treasures seem to be arranged in some kind of complicated formation, and the treasure light is pulled, condensing a remarkable might!

Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels and braked sharply, staring at the fairy who was hundreds of feet away, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Whoever says that they have a lot of treasures for their masters and apprentices, who is he anxious about!

In the air, Lei Zhenzi shouted angrily: "Senior brother, retreat!"

At this moment, the precious light condensed into beams of light, and these beams of light condensed into a ball of colorful light between the female cultivator's hands.

"Death!"

The female cultivator's eyes narrowed slightly, her hands pressed, and dozens of colorful sword lights shot at Nezha!

Nezha couldn't dodge, and immediately sacrificed Jiulong from the fire cover, but the next moment Nezha regretted it a little......

The rain of light hit, and the Nine Dragons swayed away from the fire cover, and the treasure light on it was weakened layer by layer!

Nezha felt the painful roar of the spirit of the Nine Dragons from the Fire Cover, and he didn't care too much, so he put away the Nine Dragons from the Fire Cover and wrapped himself only with the Chaotian Aya.

Nezha, who had just been engulfed in the flames once, was overwhelmed by the light rain again this time!

The light dissipated, Nezha's figure staggered, barely stopped in the air, I can't tell how embarrassed it was at this time, the fire spear was full of scorched black marks, and the chaotic sky was not fluttering, but just on Nezha's shoulder and arm, the hot wheels changed from the original one-foot flame to a half-inch flame......

The treasure is damaged, and it is no longer possible to fight.

"Humph!"

This female cultivator didn't want to let go of Nezha, and the hundreds of magic weapons behind her had not been recovered, and another treasure light began to condense.

Click-

A thunder dragon slashed down from the sky, coming fiercely, the female cultivator was caught off guard, and the figure barely dodged, and the hundreds of magic weapons turned into streamers on their own, submerging everywhere on the female cultivator's body.

Lei Zhenzi shot out again and again, slashing with thunder, and raging with thunder dragons, directly suppressing this female cultivator, not giving her the opportunity to summon those hundreds of magic weapons.

"Who are you!" Nezha gritted his teeth and shouted, holding back the severe pain all over his body, grabbing the fire-tipped spear and rushing forward again.

The female cultivator fought and retreated, and she could not resist the siege of their two brothers, and when she heard Nezha's question, she smiled coldly at the corner of her mouth.

"I am a disciple of Biyou Palace, and I studied under Duobao Tianzun, the first disciple of the Interception Sect, and the Dao number Fire Spirit!"

"Many!"

Nezha suddenly lost his temper when he heard this name, and the indignation caused by the damage to the treasure inexplicably dissipated most of it.

It turned out to be a disciple of Duobao Daoren, no wonder the treasure was so rich......

Hearing this, Lei Zhenzi's eyes showed a little hesitation, and the thunder connection was broken for half an instant, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit saw the opportunity, and the golden crown on her head flashed lightly, and her figure disappeared in place strangely.

There was no fluctuation in the universe, and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit disappeared without a trace as if it had not existed before.

"Where's it?"

"Senior Brother Nezha, let's go back to the camp and discuss!"

Lei Zhenzi greeted, and although Nezha was a little unwilling, he had to collect his gun and return to the camp.

After the two of them returned to the Zhou army's formation, on the upper floor of Jiamengguan City, the shadow slowly appeared, staring at the Zhou army under the city with a displeased face......