0026 Havoc in the Heavenly Palace

"Bold silver horn, how dare you steal the Tianting elixir without permission? Hurry up and capture it!" The general in golden armor rode on the Pegas and scolded angrily. The vicinity of the Doushuai Palace has been surrounded by 3,000 elite soldiers.

General Jin Kai said, with a move in his hand, a golden rope flew out of his sleeve, tied Yin'er's hands tightly like a dexterous snake. Yin'er was tied by the golden rope, and his hand tightened, but it became tighter and tighter.

"Giant spirit general, how dare you tie my sister with a fairy rope? Do you know that this is the Doushiu Palace? You are definitely the next offender!" When Jin didn't see his sister being tied up, he had to draw his sword.

"Well, we came by the will of the Jade Emperor to seize the suspect who stole the elixir. How can we commit the above statement?" The giant spirit said righteously.

"Hahaha... at the will of the Jade Emperor? I'm afraid it's the will of the master and the king of heaven? How dare you dogs bark in front of the door of the palace? Get out of here!" Jin scolded angrily.

"You,...you" The giant spirit god's face, mouth and beard twitched. He was angry and anxious, but he couldn't speak. He waved his sleeve robe fiercely and shouted at the soldiers behind him, "Give me, take down this thief thief!"

"Here"

"Here"

A group of silver armored soldiers behind them answered, and the roar exploded like a shock, and then rushed to twenty or thirty silver armored soldiers with guns. The golden horn hurriedly stood up in front of his sister. Seeing the heavenly soldiers rushing up against the stone steps, he clenched the sword in his hand and gently put his thumb against the hilt of the sword.

'yin~'

The sword came out of its sheath, and the cold sword light flashed. Jin Buchang directly slashed out with a sword. After knocking down the more than a dozen heavenly soldiers who rushed up first, they also retreated back one after another and fell to the ground and made a scream.

"Humph, what a bad thing!" When the giant spirit god saw that his elite was injured by the golden horn, he jumped forward and rose up in the air. He held the Xuanhua big plate axe in his hand, and directly hit it hard. He split the gold as the head, and the sharp edge of the cold axe swept up!

Call~

A gust of wind began, and the sharp axe was still dozens of meters away, but the sound of the wind had rushed straight to Jin's face with a heat wave. Jin didn't change his expression and expression was solemn, and he used his fingers to control the sword. The seven-color sword blade flew to the giant spirit god like seven barbs.

"Ah~" The giant spirit god was surprised, but he was worried about the power of the sword. He quickly blocked the Xuanhua big plate axe in front of his chest. The seven-color sword's front 'jingled' a sound of collision. Mars splashed everywhere, and his fingers shot on the wide board axe, forcing the giant spirit god to step back several steps.

And the seven-star sword is as pervasive as a seven-color barbed thorn. For a while, the giant spirit god only had the skill of fighting, but no power to fight back.

Then, Jin Bu changed his right hand's wide sleeve robe and raised it and pointed forward. With a move of 'the fairy pointing the way', the seven-color sword converged into a huge super-large red flame sword, mixed with red flames carrying the supreme burning evil spirit, straight to the giant spirit god-

'Boom!'

A muffled hum came, rolling like a thunderbolt. Jin Buchang raised his hand to make a move of 'the fairy pointing the way', but it made the giant spirit god shake his body and retreat as if he had been hit by thunder. After him, a group of heavenly soldiers hurriedly catch the giant spirit general, but they were overturned by the huge force!

"You,..."

Erlang Shen was shocked. He saw his three thousand elite soldiers and generals, but he was killed by the old man in a blink of an eye. He held the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand tightly, and couldn't help sweating behind him. He looked at the main hall of the Doushui Palace and slowly came out of an old Taoist in a gray robe. It was the old gentleman.

"Lao Jun, Yang Jian also did things according to the will of the Jade Emperor. You are deeply righteous. Please allow me to take the silver horn to Lingxiao Hall!"

"Humph" Lao Jun snorted coldly. He slowly turned around and said, "Deep understanding of righteousness? You have committed the following crimes when you go to my pocket palace, and now you want to imprison my disciples. How can you teach me how to understand the righteousness?

Lao Jun did not answer the question, and his tone was even stronger, but his last sentence was like Hong Zhonghaohan, and the directly deterred Erlang God could not raise his head.

"Ben,... I acted at the will of the Jade Emperor. I have to take the silver horn today. Please don't embarrass me!" Yang Jian tightened the two-edged knife in his hand and said, his forehead was sweating like rain.

"Act according to the order? Hahaha... I'm afraid it's the will of the master and the heavenly king. Taishang Laojun was so angry that he laughed.

"You..." Erlang was speechless, but he couldn't say anything. The expression on his face twitched, and he tried his best to raise the two-edged knife in his hand and said, "In this case, Laojun, I'm offended!"

'Drink~' Erlang's mythical sound just fell, and he stuck to the 'three-pointed two-edged knife' under his feet. He attacked Taishang Laojun, but the speed was faster and more fierce than when he was seriously injured the golden horn just now!

A hundred feet away, it will arrive in the blink of an eye!

'Ding'

Erlang attacked Taishang Laojun's forehead with a heavy knife. He raised his head, and his eyes were full of incredible look at the other party. Laojun just used the middle finger in his hand and gently caught Yang Jian's best knife! Then Taishang Laojun gently stroked the dust in his hand, hit Yang Jian's chest heavily, and beat him straight out.

Yang Jian's heavy body, after being beaten out by Lao Jun, drew a deep ditch on the ground. After sliding hundreds of feet, he finally stopped.

Erlang God Yang Jian felt that his chest was stuffy and breathless, and two chest bones were broken. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were confused and could not see the sight in front of him clearly.

And the Taishang Laojun just took action and took a step forward, and his figure appeared hundreds of feet away again. He stood in front of Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, and bowed his head and asked him,

"Do you still play?"

"Cough" Erlang god Yang Jianqiang couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood and coughing and said, "Taishang Laojun, Yang Jian just committed the next crime. It's really disrespectful. I hope Laojun will forgive you!"

Erlang God's chest is now seriously injured. His 3,000 elite heavenly soldiers were killed by the emperor in the blink of an eye. The only few heavenly soldiers with slightly higher cultivation wanted to come forward to help Erlang God, but when they saw the emperor appear in front of him, they couldn't help but timidly disperse the circle.

"Told the old gentleman" Yang Jian began to be respectful and said, "Told the old gentleman, Yang Jian is indeed not a presenuous statement. This time, the Jade Emperor personally issued an order to ask the last general to take the silver horn back to Lingxiao Hall for trial, and to ask Laojun..."

After saying that, he took a deep breath of immortality and stabilized his injury slightly. He took out a golden jade butterfly from his arms and respectfully raised his hand to Taishang Laojun.

Taishang Laojun took the jade butterfly and looked at it carefully. His eyebrows gradually frowned. It was indeed the handwriting written by the Jade Emperor himself. His white eyebrows frowned slightly and became worried.

"If it's hard, then it's soft." Erlang looked at Taishang Laojun and hesitated. It was estimated that the jade dish had a role. The old man did not give anyone except for the face of the Jade Emperor in the three worlds. Seeing this situation, Yang Jian quickly got up and saluted and said, "Please allow me."

Taishang Laojun ignored him, shook his head and looked up at the distant sky, sighed and said, "Since it is determined by the emperor,..." He did not continue to say anything and waved his hand helplessly.

"Thank you to Laojun!" Yang Jian was so happy that he hurriedly bowed his hand.

"Master, don't,... don't let them take away the silver!" The request of the golden horn came from his ear, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The emperor simply closed his eyes. The king wanted to die, and the minister had to die. This was the way of the minister. On the golden jade butterfly just now, it was indeed the jade emperor himself!

"Slow down!"

A sudden voice stunned all the immortals. When the old gentleman heard the words, he opened his eyes and looked at the speaker. He was a young man in a white robe with an extremely handsome face. He turned around and asked, "I don't know what's the matter with this little friend?"

This person is Ling Feng. He came to Taishang Laojun a few steps forward, saluted slightly and said, "Taishang Laojun, I actually pretended to be your apprentice Yin'er during this period. I'm here to apologize. Please forgive me."

He was so sincere that he immediately turned to the other side and said to Yang Jian, the god of Erlang,

"Yang Jian, I stole the elixir in the alchemy furnace. If you want to catch me, just catch me. It has nothing to do with the silver girl. You let her go." After saying that, Ling Feng changed into a silver figure in front of the immortals. His figure was almost the same as hers. Then, he changed back to his original appearance.

"So it's you!" Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, looked at the weak boy in front of him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. No one wanted to eat the hard bones. Thinking of this, he quickly turned around and said to the old gentleman,

"Mr., I misunderstood just now." After saying that, he turned the 'three-pointed two-edged knife' in his hand, took the opportunity to push straight against Ling Feng's neck, and cut off his forehead. "Bold madman, how dare you pretend to be a fairy in the heavenly court? Let's see if I don't correct you!"

Ling Feng was talking to Taishang Laojun, but he didn't expect that this guy suddenly got into trouble, and he didn't have any preparation or defense. In a hurry, he had to raise his hand to pick it up,

'Peng~'

Lao Jun and all the immortals were shocked, and the three eyes of Erlang God also showed incredible eyes. The weak boy actually caught the struggle of Erlang God with his bare hands!

Ling Feng only felt that the fairy spirit in his body was surging, like a flood of the universe, and there was endless strength all over his body. From Dantian to his arms to his whole body, it was like a fire burning in his body. The fire burned more and more intensely, but in the end, it was really uncomfortable in his heart! He reached out and slapped him out, -

'Bang!'

In a standard 'Taiji single whip' posture, Ling Feng firmly grasped the two-edged knife of Erlang God with his right hand, and directly raised a palm and hit Yang Jian's chest with his left hand. In addition, Ling Feng's vertical palm used 'inch strength', which directly penetrated the chest of Erlang God and hit the internal organs of Erlang God Yang Jian.

'Puff~'

Yang Jian spit out a mouthful of blood and was blown out heavily. He retreated to the ground and ploughed a ditch of more than ten feet before he stopped. No one expected that this weak boy would be so capable. Yang Jian didn't expect that he really underestimated him just now.

Yang Jian covered his seriously injured chest and regretted it in his heart. Just now, he only wanted to find a soft persimmon to pinch, but he forgot that this guy had eaten the elixir. What's more, I've been slapped by Taishang Laojun before, and now I've been slapped by this boy who doesn't know how many fairy elixirs, and his chest is really uncomfortable.

Erlang Shen hurriedly adjusted the disordered fairy spirit in his body and temporarily stabilized the injury. Fortunately, the octopus dragon pattern robe on his body offset most of the damage for him. However, Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, also judged more positively that this person was indeed the one who stole the elixir!

"Damn it, it turns out that those elixirs are real!" Ling Feng only felt that his body was really vast at this moment, but at the same time, the pain in his heart was also unbearable.

In recollection, I was so hungry at the beginning. Just like eating at that time, I ate more than a dozen 'great elixirs' in one go, and then drank so much agar jade dew. But after all, the amount of true qi that can be accommodated in a person's elixir field is limited, and it needs to be slowly digested and transformed and condensed into golden elixir. And I ate so much at one time, and now the real qi in my body is really swollen, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Although Ling Feng felt uncomfortable in his heart, he also had a secret joy. The punch just now actually hit the strength of the 'middle of digging the spirit'. The real gas in his body overflowed like the Yellow River of the Yangtze River. He directly hit Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, with "inch strength" and beat him out. It was really cool!

It's a pity that I now have all the skills, but I haven't understood the profound skills, and I'm afraid that the strength of the 'mid-term spirit digging' has only played one layer.

"It has nothing to do with the Doushi Palace. Just now, Yang Jian was more offended, and please forgive me." Yang Jian covered his chest and said respectfully to Taishang Laojun.

After Yang Jian, the god of Erlang, said that with a move in his hand, he loosened the fairy rope in the hand of the silver horn and automatically flew into his hand. He turned around and said angrily to Ling Feng,

"Bold madman, how dare you pretend to be a fairy and steal the elixir? Now you dare to hurt the official of the heavenly court. Hurry up and capture it!"

After saying that, Yang Jian took the golden fairy rope in his hand and was ready to set it on Ling Feng. The golden fairy rope was as flexible as a spiritual snake, and it flew directly to Ling Feng, but it was empty!

Erlang's face was twitching. He had just been defeated by the emperor. This matter will definitely be on the headlines of the heavenly news tomorrow, which is well known to all immortals. At that time, he will be the master of heavenly law enforcement and lose face. And just now, if you catch this weak boy, you can earn some face.

However, what Erlang God and Taishang Laojun didn't expect was that the boy actually let the fairy rope back empty with his erratic body, and the bundle could not be tied up!

Ling Feng saw that Erlang God holding the bundled fairy rope in his hand and set it on to himself again. As he walked up the Lingbo microwave, he dealt with it calmly and calmly. He was still clear about the strength of the fairy rope.

That rope came from the hands of Taiyi Zhenren, which is no better than a stall. If it is trapped by the golden rope, there is no other way but to struggle and tighter.

However, although the fairy rope is fast and dexterous, the object will produce wind and accelerate air circulation. As long as there is wind, Ling Feng can sense it and make various dodges according to the direction of the wind.

Ling Feng stepped slightly at the foot of Lingfeng, and walked gracefully in the same place, like a Lingbo fairy, fluttering, jumping, running and jumping. In the three eyes of Erlang God, it formed an illusion. No matter how Erlang God did it, he couldn't stop it!

Erlang Shen clearly held a bundle of fairy rope in his hand and set it to the left. He went to the right and right, but he went to the left. The walking method was light and ethereal, which was really unpredictable. How would Erlang Shen know that the faster he set it, the faster the other party would dodge, because the faster the action, the faster the wind.

He didn't get trapped several times, but he was run away by Ling Feng. And Lao Jun and the immortals also showed their admiration.

"Please also ask Mr. Taishang to catch this person for me." Erlang God couldn't hold Ling Feng. When he saw Taishang Laojun smiling with a white beard next to him, he was not angry.

However, after this battle, Yang Jian is well aware of the power of Taishang Laojun. As long as the old man is willing to take action, everything will be captured?

"I'm just a heavenly royal doctor. I've always been your law enforcement god's job. What does it have to do with me?" Taishang Laojun has two hands and one hand, and it's none of your business.

When all the immortals heard Yang Jian's words, they also cast contemptuous eyes on him. This guy came to the door and smashed the scene and attacked and injured other people's beloved disciples. A dignified law enforcement god could not take people here, but he was cheeky to beg the emperor. It's shameful!

"But the man stole your elixir!" Yang Jian held a two-edged knife in his hand and reminded him.

"Oh, that's it!" Taishang Laojun brushed his beard and suddenly understood, "It's no problem for me to arrest the man for you, as long as you can live in the face of the law. It is said that Erlang God was not allowed to arrest the fugitive of the heavenly court, and finally had to turn to the imperial doctor of the heavenly court to take action..."

"Humph" Yang Jian's face became ugly, and his expression twitched for a while. Before Taishang Laojun finished speaking, he took a three-pointed two-edged knife and drove a colorless cloud to chase the wind.

After him, there was a loud laughter from the immortals. However, Taishang Laojun had a serious expression. He waved his hand, raised the golden horn on the ground, and took a golden elixir for him.