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"Commander Wu, hand over the golden man to the poor road, and the poor road needs to sacrifice it. Zhang Junbao said to Wu Yuanba in the air, his palm was spread out, revealing the ten golden people in it, at this time, the golden man in Wu Yuanba's arms seemed to have been sensed, and flew out of Wu Yuanba's arms directly, falling into Zhang Junbao's hands, and the brilliance of the ten golden people shrouded together and exuded a rushing power.

When this power surged out, the twelve evil demons who were rushing towards Pyongyang were suddenly stunned, roared in the sky, and countless fierce qi around them suddenly rushed into the sky, and the huge power spread for dozens of miles, and everything became barren where the evil qi passed.

Faced with this situation, the Jurchen general Li Laoseng, who was behind the twelve demons, asked Haoran Daoren with a puzzled face: "National teacher, why are these twelve gods so angry, what happened?"

When Old Monk Li asked, he looked at the twelve gods and demons full of vigilance, the power of the twelve gods and demons was far beyond their imagination, seeing the tragic situation of Goryeo, the Jurchen high-level had an extra layer of vigilance instead of rejoicing, and now they were worried that these twelve gods and demons would rebel against the Jurchens.

Haoran Daoist looked at Old Monk Li, and said with a solemn face: "To be able to make the twelve gods and demons so angry, it must be that they have sensed the twelve golden people! ”

"Song people? Twelve golden people? What is this? Can't these twelve gods and demons deal with them? No matter how powerful the Song people are, they can't deal with these twelve gods and demons. "Old monk Li was a little unconvinced.

Haoran Daoist smiled bitterly and said: "These twelve golden people were cast by the first emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty back then, and this son is the talent of Tianzhong, who has obtained the creation of the Shenzhou, and the twelve golden people cast have the power of creation and can resist these twelve gods and demons." However, as far as I know, these twelve gold people are divided in various places, and the Song people may not be able to collect them, but the Song people have a lot of means, so they have to guard against it!"

When Old Monk Li heard this, he didn't know why he was overjoyed, and he blurted out: "It turns out that there is something that can balance these twelve gods and demons?" ”

Old monk Li looked at Haoran Daoren, and also showed a trace of coldness, and said slowly: "National teacher, I naturally know that they belong to Dajin, but now, can I still control these things? ”

After Old Monk Li finished speaking, he turned around and left, Haoran Daoist looked at the twelve gods and demons like mountains, his eyes were full of jealousy, he looked at the sky and muttered: "Master, is it really right to release these twelve evil demons?"

When the two spoke, the huge city of Pyongyang was directly smashed by the twelve demons, and countless Jurchen soldiers rushed into the city.

And at this time, after Zhang Junbao collected eleven golden figures, he immediately shouted at the void: "Let's go to the vicinity of Kaijing to intercept those twelve demons, if we are here, Kaijing and the concession will be destroyed!"

When Zhang Junbao shouted, many cyan robed Taoists or monks appeared around, turning their spirits and urging a chariot to fly in the air towards Pyongyang City in the distance.

Mo Yangzi, who was sitting in the green dragon, smiled and said to the people around him: "Let Suzaku keep an eye on it, if the twelve demons are defeated, immediately launch a formation to seal them." As Mo Yangzi spoke, a man in short sleeves bowed down, and then gave the order to go down, and a moment later, the huge Vermilion Bird in the void flew away into the distance.

Li Zhongjie, who entered Kaijing, saw the huge vermilion bird in the sky flying towards the distance, and there was a sense of powerlessness in his eyes.

"General, those twelve demons are a catastrophe for us Goryeo, but for these Song people, it is just a battle, they will not save us Goryeo when they come so many people, they should want to catch the twelve demons. The marching master looked at Li Zhongjie and gently persuaded.

"Yes, we can't deal with those four puppets of the Song people, I have been practicing martial arts for decades, but I can't deal with some steel waste. Li Zhongjie held on to the city wall, his face full of bitterness.

The marching master smiled slowly: "General, it's not a mistake to do great things, we need the help of the Song people now, before the Jurchens and the Western Xia people are destroyed, we are all safe, and now we need to support the third prince, resist the Jurchens, and restore the vitality of Goryeo." ”

"Third Prince?" Li Zhongjie looked at the marching master's book, showing doubts, and then his eyes suddenly became cold: "Mu Yu, do you want to betray the master?"

The marching master sneered and said, "Is a king who has given up the capital and a million Goryeo people still worthy of support? The third prince has always been cowardly, but now he has not escaped, so he is worthy of our support!"

Speaking of this, Mu Yu's voice became colder and said: "General, do you think Li Ziqian will let the king come back?

"Hey, why can't I, the king of Goryeo, think of the great Song Emperor's great talent and turn the tide!" Li Zhongjie was so angry that he smashed directly on the female wall, his face full of anger, but he also knew that the best choice was now.

At this time, Zhang Junbao and the twelve demons wanted to meet between Pyongyang and Kaijing, in the face of these twelve demons, Zhang Junbao's face was full of coldness, and there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, waving his hand and shouting: "Everyone, retreat, lest you suffer these filthy gases!"

When Zhang Junbao shouted, a huge Xuanwu statue appeared under his feet, and a turtle and snake were entangled, setting it off and blocking the evil qi in the void.

The others left this place immediately, although these people are all ghosts and immortals, but the breath of the twelve demons is too heavy, if they are not careful, they will be polluted and go mad.

Zhang Junbao's appearance also attracted the attention of Haoran Daoist, and the Jurchen master rose into the air, looked at Zhang Junbao and shouted: "You are the Great Tianzheng of the Great Song Dynasty, how to stop us, do the two countries want to go to war?"

Zhang Junbao looked at Haoran Daoren and smiled: "It's just that I can't bear to live here and the lives are miserable!"

As soon as the two of them spoke, one of the demons suddenly opened their mouths and shouted, "Knock him out!" The demon stretched out his hand and slapped at Zhang Junbao, and the terrifying wind surged directly, blowing the wind and sand in the sky.

Zhang Junbao laughed, his body quickly retreated, and at the moment he retreated, the golden light in the void skyrocketed, and eleven huge pillars of light appeared, and in the surging of the pillars of light, eleven huge golden figures appeared in the void. (To be continued.) )