Following the [Medium], several streams of light streaked across the sky and rushed here!

"Yang Jian!!"

A young man in a red sweatshirt and riding on a hot wheel, his eyes fell on the bloody figure that was being madly besieged by the gods of the Temple of Heaven, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He roared, and a golden divine circle shot out from his wrist!

The Qiankun Circle rushed into the sky, forcibly breaking apart the intertwined divine lights. The red shadow, holding a flaming spear in his hand, roared and killed the Indian gods who were besieging Yang Jian!

"Damn monkey! If you're slower he'll die!" Nezha roared at the void behind him.

The moment the words fell, a brilliant golden light rapidly extended from the edge of the clouds hundreds of kilometers away from Chennan Pass. A moment later, the outline of an exaggeratedly large golden hoop heavily broke through the clouds and hit the Indian gods near the "Kongmen"!

Unlike Nezha who was guarding the next door [Prajna Pass], Sun Wukong flew all the way from the war pass on the northwest side of Daxia on his somersault cloud at full speed. With the abnormal speed of the somersault cloud, he and Nezha, who was closest to him, arrived almost at the same time.

Even though his figure was still hundreds of kilometers away, this stick had already hit the faces of the Indian gods!

The golden cudgel was so huge that the divine power lingering on it forced several Indian gods to retreat. They subconsciously retreated to the sides. During this brief interval, a red shadow stepping on a fire wheel passed across the sky. The Hun Tian Ling shot out and instantly bound a bloody figure, and flew away into the distance!

"Yang Jian! Are you okay? Yang Jian!!" Nezha hugged the figure in his arms and shouted anxiously.

Under the siege of the Indian gods, Yang Jian's silver armor had long been shattered, his body was riddled with holes, and he had completely turned into a bloody man. Even his three-pointed, double-edged sword was broken into two halves.

His chest was covered with wounds from the little black man who had been beaten back to his original form. He was trying to use his body to block the blood that kept gushing out of Yang Jian's body, making a humming sound like a broken bellows.

Nezha sniffed Yang Jian's breath and found it was extremely weak.

"Monkey! He's almost dying!" Nezha turned his head and shouted.

Sun Wukong rode his somersault cloud and quickly rushed to his side. His pair of golden eyes swept over Yang Jian's body and his face was extremely gloomy.

Yang Jian's injuries were indeed too severe, but in this situation, no one could heal Yang Jian, unless they abandoned Chennan Pass and rode the somersault cloud to take him to heaven...but this was simply unrealistic!

“Yang Jian! If you are still the indomitable Erlang Shen, you’d better hold on!” Sun Wukong yelled in the ear of the blurred-conscious Yang Jian, “Daxia hasn’t won yet, and the war has just begun! Are you going to be a deserter?! How sad would Lin Qiye be if he knew that you died in the battle?!

That kid has only you as his relative now!! "

As Sun Wukong finished speaking, Yang Jian's pupils, which had been gradually dilating, shrank slightly, and his breathing, which was about to return to normal, was barely maintained at the last breath.

"Go find a place to settle him down first!" Sun Wukong turned his head and said to Nezha, with unprecedented anger rising in his golden eyes, "I want to meet these beasts!"

Without waiting for Nezha to say more, Sun Wukong grabbed the golden cudgel and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, a violent giant ape image suddenly erupted in front of the Indian gods in the sky!

Nezha gritted his teeth, held the dying Yang Jian in his arms, and flew towards Chennan Pass. Rays of light came flying from the horizon and quickly gathered towards the front line.

Guangchengzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Fengdu Emperor... All the gods of Daxia set out to rush here when the "Empty Gate" was just beginning to be built. However, since the locations of various war passes differed greatly, the time of their arrival was also different. These are already the gods of Daxia closest to Chennan Pass, and those that are farther away are still on the way.

With this number of Great Xia gods, it is impossible to defeat the Temple of Heaven. We can only delay time as much as possible...

Just as Nezha was anxiously looking for a place to accommodate Yang Jian, a carriage came from between the mountains, and a clear bell rang, quickly attracting Nezha's attention.

"It's him..." Nezha's eyes lit up.

"Leave him to me." Master Chen pushed open the door of the carriage and said solemnly, "Although I am not good at fighting, I can still keep him safe..."

"Okay!" Nezha handed Yang Jian directly to Master Chen's carriage without any hesitation, then turned around and rushed towards the battlefield!

Looking at Nezha's figure gradually going away, Master Chen sighed, the carriage door closed automatically, and the carriage passed through the mountains like a ghost and disappeared without a trace.

at the same time,

In front of Chennan Pass.

The roaring beast slammed into the silver pillars frantically. Flames and frost covered the ground, like a pair of violent giant hands trying to tear open the wall of thunder formed by the silver pillars.

Seven figures in black cloaks fluttered among the beasts like drifting butterflies. A ferocious giant claw tore through space and instantly cut off most of the body of one of them, but no blood was splashed. He seemed unaware of the pain and stabbed a flaming sword into the back of the beast's claw with his backhand!

Bu Li's realm was already infinitely close to the human ceiling, and after using the "Ghost Guidance", his own strength did not increase much. But the strange thing was that the realms of the other six members were soaring at an astonishing speed.

Bu Li's realm did not increase much, but the combat power of the entire [Psychic] team doubled!

A trace of blood oozed from the corners of Bu Li's pale mouth, and his deep eyes accurately searched for gaps in the siege. The entire team of seven dispersed and gathered with amazing tacit understanding, like an absolutely precise machine, moving thrillingly among the beasts.

Their presence instantly attracted the attention of most of the divine beasts.

From the very beginning, Bu Li had no intention of confronting the beasts head-on. Even if he used the "Ghost and God Attraction", fighting three to four beasts at the same time was already the limit of the [Psychic]... But now, the ones in front of them were more than ten times that number.

The only thing he could do was to use himself to continuously attract the attention of these divine beasts, and then use the seven giant thunder pillars to trap the remaining divine beasts, buying time for the arrival of other Great Xia gods and human ceilings!

As it turned out, his decision was correct.

This group of divine beasts that were powerful enough to flatten the entire Chennan Pass were dragged to the spot by them, and because they attracted most of the firepower, the number of casualties among the ordinary Night Watchmen and the Daxia military who came later was greatly reduced.

“Cough cough cough…”

As time passed, Bu Li's face became paler and the other six figures in black cloaks gradually slowed down.

boom--!!

A ferocious long tail smashed to the ground, and the aftermath caused them to fly away. A divine beast as tall as a mountain turned around and roared like thunder at these ants.

The huge beast claw whistled and slapped down. At this moment, a green light descended from the sky and cut off the beast claw in mid-air!

"Commander Zuo..." When Bu Li saw the person coming, a bitter look appeared on his face.

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