Chapter 544 Gathering at Mount Buzhou

The sun was rising, and the morning sun was like blood. Yang Jiao rode the purple air from the east and descended on Yujing Mountain again.

He came to Jiang Ziya to borrow the Hunyuan Lingbao.

He was not the original body, and did not have the powerful magic power of the original body. He was worried that he would be besieged by a powerful enemy and lose more than he gained.

If you want to fight, you must fight a sure battle.

In the Fengshen Temple, Yang Jiao and Jiang Ziya just had a pretentious conversation, and Jiang Ziya happily "lent" the Fengshen Altar to Yang Jiao.

Whether it was the original body or the clone, they had the same will. Not to mention borrowing treasures, if necessary, Jiang Ziya could die for Yang Jiao at any time.

Of course, Yang Jiao came to borrow treasures for another purpose.

With the reason of borrowing treasures, Yang Jiao could legitimately give Jiang Ziya the Xiantian Lingbao.

The art of beheading the three corpses is the most expensive art of proving the Tao. Without the Xiantian Lingbao, no matter how great your talent is, you can't go further.

"Master Yang, please stay!"

Yang Jiao left Jiang Ziya's dojo and was about to tear the void when a shout came from behind.

When Yang Jiao heard this, his face suddenly turned black. Shen Gongbao was not dead yet, and this was not a good thing to say.

At that moment, he pretended not to hear the man's voice, took a step, and stepped into the void.

With this step, he crossed countless timelines, parallel time and space, and reached the unknown place of the void.

When the visitor arrived at the foot of Xiyujing Mountain, Yang Jiao had disappeared.

Taoist Taiyi saw Yang Jiao walking so fast, and his face was stunned: "Strange, I didn't offend this Jiejiao leader?"

After the five of them appeared in the world, many people in the prehistoric world were guessing where their dojo was built. At this time, there was finally an answer.

In fact, as elders, the five people have always been guarding the ancestral home of Xuanmen. Dongyujing Mountain is where their dojo is.

Ever since Yang Jiao became a great master of supernatural powers, the elders have taken Yang Jiao seriously. They wanted to invite Yang Jiao to Yujing Mountain several times, but Yang Jiao was either preaching or practicing supernatural powers, so they couldn't find an opportunity.

This time, Taoist Taiyi saw that Yang Jiao actually came to Yujing Mountain, so he wanted to take the opportunity to invite him. But he didn't expect that Yang Jiao disappeared after he said a word.

Bo!

Somewhere in the prehistoric world, the void suddenly vibrated, rippling like a huge wave, and then a figure walked out of the void.

"Why is it here?"

Yang Jiao frowned as he looked at the desolate and decaying scenery around him and the ubiquitous Pangu aura.

His current location is Buzhou Mountain!

Yang Jiao gathered his magic power into his eyes and looked into the depths of the void. According to the time and space coordinates given by the Chaos Bell, his eyes penetrated the heavy time and space fog, went deeper and deeper, and finally saw a strange light in the depths of time and space. .

"Buzhou Mountain, Di Jun and Tai Yi actually hid the treasure house of the demon clan in Buzhou Mountain!? This is dark under the lamp, no one would have thought that Di Jun would hide all the treasures in the prison."

Yang Jiao didn't know that Di Jun imprisoned the Lihuo Demon Saint in Chonghua Palace as a trump card for the rise of Lu Ya Daojun.

However, places like prisons are not willing to be set foot in by anyone. Di Jun and Tai Yi did this to reduce the risk of the Heavenly Demon World being discovered by others.

"Who, who broke into Buzhou Mountain?"

"The great supernatural power entered Buzhou Mountain to accompany someone?"

Two voices sounded one after another, the first one was the hemp-clothed Taoist, and the second one was Gong Gong.

Of course, Yang Jiao couldn't pay attention to the two. It was Fang Yang who had a friendship with the witch clan, not him. He flashed and disappeared into the void.

Yang Jiao appeared quickly and left even faster. When Gong Gong, hemp-clothed and others arrived, they could only come up empty-handed.

"Fellow Daoist Mai, what do you think?"

Gonggong was unwilling to think first, and looked at the Taoist Mai.

The Taoist Mai was also a quasi-saint, but his magic power was equivalent to that of the current Buddha Dipankara. In front of Gonggong, a great master, he was worthless.

The Taoist Mai smiled reluctantly and said, "Fellow Daoist Gonggong just said that this person is a great master. Since he is a great master, he should not be unaware that Buzhou Mountain is the prison of the saint. I think this person suddenly came to Buzhou Mountain, and there must be something strange about it."

Hearing the answer of the Taoist Mai, Gonggong's expression did not change. It was hard to say whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. Instead, Xingtian said in a rough voice.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? A great master, as long as he doesn't provoke the saint, why would he enter this Buzhou Mountain prison."

"Yes, yes, I am talking nonsense."

The Taoist Mai nodded repeatedly without any hesitation.

Gonggong said, "Okay, what Daoist Fellow Mai Yi said makes sense. Let's wait patiently and see what surprises the people outside have for us."

As they were talking, they saw a moon shining brightly in the sky. The moonlight descended and directly fell into Buzhou Mountain.

Swish!

Another person came to Buzhou Mountain. This person was wearing a light gauze with two green ribbons hanging on his shoulders. He looked even more ethereal. When he fell, the world was eclipsed.

"Wangshu?"

Gonggong frowned when he saw this person.

Wangshu and Di Jun had a very close relationship. She was Di Jun's sister-in-law. Although Wangshu did not participate in the last battle between the witches and the lich, she acquiesced to the demon clan using the power of the origin of the moon.

As soon as Wangshu arrived, he saw Gonggong, Xingtian, Mai Yi, Qing Yi and others standing opposite him, and his heart tightened.

The body and blood of Emperor Jun were hidden in the treasure house of the demon clan. She was originally going to enter the treasure house to take a drop of Emperor Jun's blood to confirm Lu Ya's life experience.

However, as soon as she entered Buzhou Mountain, she ran into the Wu clan. Her luck can't be considered bad, it can only be said to be very bad.

"So you are Emperor Jun's sister-in-law, what are you doing in Buzhou Mountain?"

Xing Tian carried his own weapon and asked aggressively.

Wangshu's face twitched, and he was about to find an excuse to get away with it, but he heard a roar in the void.

Boom!

Two auras descended, and the ancestor Kunpeng and Bai Ze appeared above the heads of Wangshu, Gonggong and his party.

At this time, Gonggong was very sure that the first person to Buzhou Mountain had some purpose. So many great masters came to Buzhou Mountain at the same time. It can't be that they came to a banquet, right?

In these years, no one has died in Buzhou Mountain, even if they want to hold a banquet, there is no reason.

"Gonggong, Wangshu?"

When Bai Ze saw these two people, he felt a little timid and moved his feet unconsciously behind the old ancestor Kunpeng.

He had just been promoted. He had no chance of winning and a big chance of losing in a battle with these old masters.

"Bai Ze, you have become a master?"

A surprised voice also came from Gonggong. The owner of this voice was undoubtedly Xingtian.

Originally, Xingtian also had a chance to break through. However, he was beheaded by the Emperor of Heaven, and his avenue was incomplete, so he lost the hope of breaking through.

Gonggong, old ancestor Kunpeng, Bai Ze, Xingtian, Wangshu, five old men from the lich period, met like this.

When they met, there was no joy of reunion after a long separation, only tension and murderous aura.