Chapter 542: The Battle of Wuzhang Plain!

The old men closed their mouths, looked at each other, and Mian Kuang said, "Go to Wuzhangyuan, let's go to Wuzhangyuan first and then talk about it."

"Wuzhangyuan?"

Su Hang paused for a moment, knowing that it was the place where these old men were finally put into the Sky Demon Bottle. Could it be that these old men still want to miss their homeland? Ready to get hurt?

"Senior, we have limited time, so let's get down to business first?" Su Hang suggested.

You know, they only have three days, and half a day has been wasted in Huangshiling. For the rest of this time, they have to find the masters of Tianzunjing. If they go to Wuzhangyuan to delay, will they be in time?

Taoist Buxu waved his hand, "No hurry, no hurry, Wuzhangyuan is not far from here, let's just go around and see if we can find someone to ask about the situation, we have to know the outcome of that battle, right?"

The other old men were full of second opinions. In this matter, they thought of going to one place for the first time. Because of that battle, they were all put into the sky demon bottle and imprisoned for 100,000 years. I really want to know what the outcome of that battle will be.

Patriarch Amitabha patted Su Hang on the shoulder, "Huasheng Temple is not far from Wuzhangyuan. After we go to Wuzhangyuan, let's go to the Incarnation Temple to find my master Donglai Buddha. As long as he takes action and bestows a magic weapon, he will be able to break it." I got the demon bottle that day."

Now that this is all said, and Amitabha still said it so vigorously, what else can Su Hang say? I just hope that a few old men don't forget the time.

This world is too dangerous. If you encounter one casually, that is, a great monster who has reached the Void Return Realm, Su Hang dare not walk in this world alone, and can only follow these great gods.

Most of these five old men are the disciples of Tianzun, who have reached the peak of the Venerable Realm. Following these five people, Su Hang believes that as long as they don't meet the masters of the Tianzun Realm, these five people can protect him.

The Battle of Wuzhang Plain, from the mouths of these old men, learned that this was a great battle between the Eastern God Realm and the Western God Realm.

Taixu Sect, Yuxu Sect, Yunmengze, Undead Clan, and Huasheng Temple, these are all powerful forces in the Eastern Gods. As the mainstay of the sect, Yang Jian and others were sent to the battlefield.

According to Yang Jian and others, this battle was very fierce. At the beginning, the Western God Realm had the upper hand. They arrived at Wuzhang Plain as reinforcements, and the Eastern God Realm gradually turned defeat into victory.

However, when the battle was about to be won, the Western God Realm invited reinforcements from the Northern God Realm, and the two sides attacked and caught the Eastern God Realm by surprise. A nun was put in the bottle.

There were tens of thousands of monks from the three directions who suffered together with them, but after a hundred thousand years, only five of them could survive with the power in the bottle.

At that time, they didn't even see what the woman looked like. This time they went to Wuzhangyuan, on the one hand, they wanted to know who won the battle, and on the other hand, they also wanted to find out who put them into the demon bottle. Who is the woman in the house.

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Wuzhangyuan.

Although it is named Wuzhang, it is actually far more than Wuzhang. This is a vast grassland. It should have been fertile with water and grass. It should be a good place to herd horses and sheep, but at this moment, it is indeed covered with dark clouds and filled with gunpowder smoke. , There was a bloody storm everywhere, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky and thunder.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Countless monks in different clothes were entangled in one place, and all kinds of gorgeous moves were intertwined. The scene can only be described as thrilling.

The roar of the ferocious beast, the angry roar of the magic weapon, mixed with human voices, shook the earth and shook the mountains, shaking people's liver and gallbladder.

The battle of monks is worse than that of ordinary people. Looking at this posture, it seems that they want to smash the whole land into pieces.

"This, this, this..."

Having just arrived at Wuzhangyuan, seeing such a scene from a distance, not only Su Hang was stunned, but even the five old men were completely stunned.

It was far away, and Su Hang didn't dare to go any closer. The momentum on the battlefield was too strong. A little shrimp like him might be hacked to death if he didn't pay attention.

A group of people landed on a mound far away from the battlefield. They all had excellent eyesight and could see everything on the battlefield clearly. At this moment, Su Hang's heart was beating wildly. This was the first time in his life. To see such a magnificent scene.

"How did this happen? How did this happen?"

Looking at the battlefield in front of them, the old men all opened their mouths wide, with unbelievable expressions on their faces, as if they had encountered something incredible.

Su Hang's ears were full of shouts of killing, and being shocked by the vast battlefield in the distance, he didn't pay attention to the old men beside him at all.

Is this God War?

Here a thunderstorm fell, turning countless monks into charcoal, while a horn sounded over there, and a huge meteorite fell, smashing countless monks into a pulp.

The boundless rain of swords fell, and the battlefield was emptied. The emptied place was quickly filled by monks like a tide behind. A group of monks with wings, like angels, hung in the air. Their pure white wings flapped violently, forming A hurricane blows out an open space ahead.

Accompanied by a roar, a figure suddenly sprang up from the center of the battlefield, wearing armor and holding a spear, majestic and majestic, as big as a mountain, directly stepped on it, and countless monks were reduced to dust.

"Is the law of heaven and earth supernatural?"

Su Hang took a look, isn't this the supernatural power of the giant spirit Tianzun? To be able to see it here, it seems that this supernatural power is not his unique skill as the giant spirit Tianzun said.

"Huh? Does this person look familiar?"

Looking at the mountain-like giant in the distance, Su Hang was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his head, looked at Yang Jian who was standing next to him, and immediately froze.

"Senior, this..."

Su Hang was completely stunned. Wasn't that majestic towering giant on the battlefield the one standing next to him, Yang Jian?

Two Yang Jian?

One hundred thousand years ago and one hundred thousand years later, can they exist at the same time?

Did they come before Yang Jian and the others were sealed into the Sky Demon Vase, or did Yang Jian have a twin brother?

Su Hang was a little confused.

And Yang Jian and the others seemed to be in a daze at this moment, as if they hadn't heard Su Hang's words, and the five pairs of eyes stared blankly at the battlefield in front of them, and they all became petrified for a while.

Su Hang seemed to have thought of something, so he used his eyesight to look for it on the battlefield. To the north, a familiar rain of swords fell. In the rain of swords, stood an old Taoist in white. There is also a twin brother?