Chapter 389

The Four Saints of Kowloon Island obviously don't realize what kind of disaster they were involved in when they came here. It seems that they just came here with the naive idea of talking with others and fighting with gods.

No wonder these four people will end up dead on the list!

After all, you're here to talk about Taoism and compete for magical powers. Others want your life!

Lu Zhi's view of their accomplishments is not weak. Although the magic weapons they use are not innate, they have been cultivated and refined for thousands of years. Under the joint efforts of the four people, it is not difficult to protect their lives and body, even if they are unable to defeat the figures among the twelve Golden immortals.

But in the end, the four people in the original book were either killed by Jiang Ziya's sneak attack with a divine whip, or by the twelve golden immortals, or even by the disciples of three generations of elucidation.

I really failed to live up to the profound cultivation magic!

Although there are some reasons for Jiang Ziya's ruthlessness and blackness, it is an indisputable fact that these four people are naive.

And if you think about it carefully, it seems that the fuse for the formal friendship between the two religions and then the full-scale war also seems to stem from the death of these four people. If you think about it, Lu Zhi may have to change his strategy this time.

At least now it seems that the four saints on Kowloon island are not those who do not practice virtue and act recklessly After all, Wen Zhong's personality probably doesn't look up to making friends with those who don't make it to the table in the interception.

In fact, most of the disciples who regarded human life like grass mustard, did not practice morality and justice, and were full of heinous sins were invited by Shen Gongbao, but had little to do with Wen Zhong.

Therefore, there is no need to send the spirits of the Four Saints of Kowloon island to the list. They can also be arrested and let them contribute to the construction of Xiqi.

With this in mind, Lu Zhi has made up his mind, but the four saints on Kowloon Island don't need to be killed, just capture them.

Even so, it is estimated that it will be difficult to stop the conflict among the three religions in the future, but one point is one point. At least some virtuous high scholars in the interception of religion, such as the four saints on Kowloon Island, Zhao Gongming and the three Xiao empress, should not end up dead on the list.

As for the other immoral and evil people, Lu Zhi would not be polite. He just filled them into the list of gods as cannon fodder to redeem their sins.

Lu Zhi said, "the four Taoist friends probably don't understand. They can't help themselves to participate in this world disaster."

"Well, Ben Shuai has had a fight with you, that is, four Taoist friends, please."

The king devil was sincere and said, "since there is a fair fight, it is unreasonable for my brothers to fight you alone. Taoist friends, you can find three more helpers and fight with my four brothers fairly."

Hearing this, let alone Lu Zhi, even Wen Zhong sighed in his heart. His four Taoist friends are really Honesty.

Since Lu Zhi has said that he wants to fight his four brothers alone, you should just go down. Unexpectedly, you take the initiative to remind him to find help

But Wen Zhong didn't say anything. After all, he respected the choice of the four saints on Kowloon Island, and his words were all released. Can he force the four of him to fight with Lu Zhi?

That's shameless?

Lu Zhi nodded. Even if he turned back and nodded, "Yang Jian, Nezha... Prime Minister Jiang, come with me."

He wanted to choose one of Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Wei Hu and others to fight, but when he saw Jiang Ziya's eager eyes, he changed his mouth and called him.

After all, Jiang Ziya is also the host of the Fengshen catastrophe. It is really inappropriate to exclude him.

Moreover, he now has the divine whip and the four unlike figures in hand. Although his cultivation is lower, it is not difficult for him to deal with one of the four saints on Kowloon island by virtue of the restraint of the divine whip to the people on the list of gods and the protection of riding the four unlike figures.

When they heard the speech, they immediately walked out of the array, came to the field and stood side by side with Lu Zhi.

Then Lu Zhi waved the flag and spear in his hand, and there was a great light on the spear, which turned into a dark flag, which spread out in an instant, like a curtain of heaven, covering the field, and collected the Four Saints of Kowloon island and their four people into the flag that blocked the sky and the sun.

"Not good!" Wen Zhong immediately felt nervous and wanted to come forward. He was afraid that the four saints on Kowloon island had been attacked by Lu Zhi, but the flag had already covered all the fields, and he couldn't do anything at all.

On the other hand, eight people have been collected by Lu Zhi into the space of Zhenwu soap carving flag.

The four saints on Kowloon island looked around in amazement. They only felt that they were already in another world. They couldn't help shaking inexplicably in their hearts.

"The magic weapon of Lu Dao's friendship is a good magic power! The world that this flag has transformed can't even be seen by the poor people. It's good to be able to do it!"

As soon as Lu Zhi's palm turned over, Yuanhong sword appeared in his hand: "four Taoist friends, please."

"Ha ha, good!" The king devil laughed and immediately urged his mount to gallop towards Lu Zhi: "let me come and meet you for a while!"

The remaining few people also catch each other, choose their opponents, and start in an instant.

Lu Zhi took a look at the king devil coming towards him, and calmly welcomed him up, and specially ordered Jiang Ziya to say, "the Four Saints of Kowloon island are not those who are evil. You don't need to hurt their lives. Just catch them."

"Yes!"

"I see."

However, Jiang Ziya was still a little nervous. He didn't know whether the divine whip given by the emperor at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty could deal with the four saints on Kowloon Island, so he didn't speak, but he sacrificed the divine whip to fight Li xingba from a distance, and then rode on the four unlike images and was ready to avoid at any time.

Lu Zhi met the king devil without saying much. He raised his hand and cut it at him with a sword. The dazzling sword surged out of mount. The king devil was shocked and didn't dare to approach again. He raised his hand and opened the heavenly pearl to hit Lu Zhi.

Buzz!

A ray of light like the scorching sun rose from behind Lu Zhi's head and showed a divine mirror. A flash of fire in the mirror was a blazing fire, which shook the open heavenly bead violently and immediately stagnated in the divine light.

Seeing that the magic weapon failed to succeed, Wang Mo's face could not help but coagulate. He quickly took out a magic sword and raised his hand to cut out Lu Zhi's sword, which had rushed to the front.

Qiang!

The sword in the king's devil's hand suddenly gave out an unbridled cry. The light on the sword body was greatly reduced and a gap had been cut.

Poor Dharma sword!

Wang Mo was distressed and frightened.

He couldn't help looking at the Yuanhong sword in Lu Zhi's hand. He just felt that there were four elephants attached to it. The sharp and unparalleled divine light stabbed his pupils and blurred his vision.

He immediately looked away and didn't dare to look again. He already knew that the sword in Lu Zhi's hand must be a great congenital treasure, which can't be resisted by his own sacrificial sword. He had to close his eyes and take a pat under the seat to distance himself from Lu Zhi.

"Roar!" With a roar, he immediately raised his claws and waved a claw at Lu Zhi, forced Lu Zhi back for a moment, and then turned around and hurried back to the rear.

"Dao you, stay!"

As Lu Zhi left, Wang Mo immediately felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, and the surrounding space was distorted. He was like falling into the vortex in the deep sea. He only felt bursts of invisible pressure coming from all directions, making him unable to move and almost suffocating.

Even the dog under his seat was softened by the huge pressure, collapsed to the ground, threw him off his horse and rolled to the ground.

"Taoist friend, you lost."

When the king devil opened his eyes again and his sight recovered, the Yuanhong in Lu Zhi's hand had been put on his shoulder. Then he looked at Lu Zhi's wave. His magic weapon kaitianzhu, which was sealed in the divine light of the scorching sun, was also photographed by Lu Zhi.

Wang Mo opened his mouth, looked lonely and lowered his head: "Lu Daoyou's magical power is amazing. I... admit defeat."

Lu Zhi nodded, took back the Yuanhong sword, and then raised his hand to draw a long golden chain in the void. He tied the king devil and his mount firmly and banned the magic power. Then he turned his head and looked at the battle of the other people.

He didn't intervene in the battle of the others. Although Nezha fought very hard and didn't seem to be able to win the opponent so easily, it was a rare experience. It was good for them to increase some experience.

Anyway, this place is his Zhenwu soap carving flag. Everything is under his control. If the situation changes later, he can do it in time. Why waste this rare opportunity to increase knowledge and experience.