Lu Dongbin is one of the eight immortals in Shangdong, and his Taoist name is Chunyangzi, and others generally call him Lu Chunyang, which is regarded as a bit of respect.

But now Dao Xing Tianzun called him by his name and called him Lu Dongbin, and there was no politeness in it.

"Whether the master forgives him or not, it's all a matter for me to teach, what does it have to do with you?"

Lu Chunyang's expression turned cold, and he said, "Senior Brother Daoxing, you are too much to manage!"

Dao Xing Tianzun summoned the surrounding monks to come and besiege him, and at the same time used the method of sound transmission, and said: "Green lotus, white lotus, green lotus leaf, the three sects have always been one. Taishang teaches the master and my master is the first sect master, they are the same brothers, and they are all disciples of Hongjun's ancestor. Since you and I call me senior brother, if I don't care about this matter, won't I break the rules of our Xuanmen?"

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

Therefore, it is said: Xuanmen.

The Taoist system handed down by Hongjun is called the Tao, and the children of its disciples are naturally called Xuanmen monks.

"Hugh has to say more, look at the sword!"

Lu Chunyang shouted violently: "Chop!"

The ancient sword burst out and slashed towards Dao Xing Tianzun.

"Hahaha......"

Dao Xing Tianzun was not only not in a hurry, but smiled, "If you are really here, if the Eastern Princes come here in person, any of my twelve Heavenly Venerables will avoid you for a few points." But you are really not here, just a Lu Chunyang, how can you get my Dao Xing Tianzun?"

The ancient sword blasted out, revealing two sword blades.

Together, it turned into a heavenly character.

The other is turned into a word.

Daoxing Tianzun rolled up his sleeves and threw out a demon-subduing pestle, blocking the oncoming "Tian" word sword trick, and then his figure flashed, and he actually stepped on the "escape" word sword trick.

"Take the first step for my brother, Xie Lu Chunyang's junior brother will send him off, hahahaha......"

Dao Xing Tianzun's figure flashed, and it was with the power of the word "escape" sword trick that he ran away, and his body turned into a sword light, and the light began to extend from where he was standing to the entrance of the blood-colored roulette.

By the time the surrounding monks reacted, Dao Xing Tianzun had already used the power of the sword to escape and flew into the gate of the blood-colored roulette!

"Damn!"

Lu Chunyang gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "I was still skeptical before, why would Dao Xing Tianzun stir up a battle with us in the Eight Immortals of the Cave at this key point of entering the gate, but I didn't expect that he would have been beating my idea of the Heavenly Sword Technique, and he was bent on borrowing the secret word of the Sword Technique in my Sword Technique and escaping into the gate!

Dao Xing Tianzun has left, but the attack of the surrounding monks is becoming more and more intense.

It seems that there are many Tianzun who want to use Lu Chunyang's Tiandun Sword Technique to learn that way of Tianzun and escape into the gate with a sword.

But Lu Chunyang had already suffered a loss, so how could he eat it a second time? Although he still used his sword skills, he discarded the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, and only used other sword skills one by one.

The Eight Immortals of Shangdong formed a large array, but it could withstand the attack, and it would not be broken by anyone for a while and a half to die here.

And the surrounding monks may not want to kill all the eight immortals in the upper cave, it seems that the number of disciples under the Taishang Sect Master is extremely rare, and it doesn't matter much to kill a golden horn and a silver horn. If all the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave die here, the Taishang Sect Master will never give up, and when the time comes, who will bear the responsibility?

After thinking about it, the monks felt that they had been tricked by Dao Xing Tianzun, and they were even more indignant in their hearts, and they had nowhere to vent.

Liu Yi watched the changes and looked at the movements around him, but suddenly found a jade light bursting from the depths of the blood sea, knocking the cultivators gathered at the door of the blood-colored disc into a gap and burrowing into the hole.

Hanging pot Tianzun!

Liu Yi frowned, and was thinking about countermeasures, but the monks around him who felt that they had been tricked by Dao Xing Tianzun and were annoyed and angry all made a concerted effort, and they actually broke through the formation arranged by the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave!

Although the monks did not think about killing the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, they had a desire to give them some colors to see, so they worked together.

As soon as the formation was broken, the lotus leaf platform trembled and rolled, as if it was a fallen leaf in the wind, turning and rolling wantonly.

Well played!

Liu Yi looked happy, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a beam of magic weapon brilliance, bombarding him, and couldn't help but yell in his heart: "It's good!"

So, he pretended to be stupid by the magic weapon that came after the formation was suddenly broken, and he didn't dodge, dodge, or resist, but he was hit by the magic weapon by the straight hook.

This magic weapon is a medium-grade innate spirit treasure, purple-gold hammer appearance, extremely fast, looks very sharp, the treasure is shining, the spirit is shining, especially the speed is extremely fast, it simply exceeds the speed of the high-grade innate spirit treasure. But after all, this treasure is only a medium-grade innate spirit treasure, and outstanding speed will inevitably lead to defects in other aspects, and the power is not too robbed.

Boom!

Liu Yi was hit in the shoulder by the hammer, and he only felt a pain in his shoulder, as if he had been hit by a huge mountain.

Immediately, he was smashed off the platform by a hammer and fell into the sea.

"Chase him!"

"This person is not one of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, and he is not a disciple of the Taishang Sect Master, so why kill him?"

"If it weren't for killing and relieving my anger, how could I alleviate the hatred in my heart?"

A large group of monks hurried after them.

Liu Yi pretended that he could no longer transform into a human form, and hurriedly urged the blood of Ying Long in his body, transformed into a Ying Dragon more than ten meters long, fanning a huge bat wing, and the electric fan flew into the crowd of monks who were squeezing oil residue outside the mouth of the blood-colored wheel.

As soon as this happened, Liu Yi felt like a fish in water, and his mood was rampant.

The surrounding life was rolling around, and all of them were sprayed towards him, as if it was a long drought and a rainstorm, and it was extremely comfortable.

He was finally above board and justifiably out of the sight of the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave!

As for the hammer that smashed on the shoulder before, it didn't cause any serious injuries to Liu Yi at all, but the shoulder was extremely painful, and the skin and flesh bloomed. This kind of flesh wound can be healed in three or five hours just by applying elixir, which is nothing.

His physical body was comparable to a top-level acquired spirit treasure, and that purple gold hammer focused on speed, and its power was even comparable to that of an ordinary low-grade innate spirit treasure, which could only beat Liu Yi to a slight injury, but could not seriously damage him.

How can a few injuries compare to the countless vitality beyond the scarlet roulette opening?

At this moment, even if Liu Yi's murderous intent towards the Silver Horn Daxian was not shaken by half a point, he still felt that the Silver Horn Daxian seemed to be less hateful?

"Die, the more you die, the better!"

The Silver Horn Daxian was still crazy, shouting loudly, as if he was still thinking about getting more monks to bury the Golden Horn Daxian. After he lost his brother, he was extremely angry, but he couldn't find Liu Yi, he couldn't seek revenge on Liu Yi, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only put his mind on his own monk, which was not a kind of sadness.

But he didn't know that Liu Yi, who had a grudge against him to kill his brother, was trying to get the life of many monks after his death at the moment, and he was living a leisurely and happy life......

And all of this was caused by the silver horn sage and completed it himself!

If the Silver Horn Daxian knew the truth, he was afraid that he would vomit three liters of blood in anger, and he would die in anger......

[Author's digression]: Broke out, right?

Erupted!

Call for fire support, okay?