His face was firm, even though his arms were swollen, he still stared at Fang, and I don’t know how long it took him to lead the people to the top of the mountain.
At present, there is a huge plain, as if the whole top of the mountain had been neatly cut off. On the towering surface of the ancient Taoist temple, three characters of Jian Xin Zong are impressively written.
The wind blew the Taoist temple, and when one looked around, it was a mess everywhere, like fleeing, and even the Lingshi of Zongmen Law was torn down.
It’s more like the remains of a dead city.
"It’s all gone!"
Bai Hu, a master of the accompanying royal family, trembled and said, "The temple is really gone, and people can become immortals from now on!"
The young emperor’s eyes are determined to "search!"
As soon as the soldiers were not tired, they rushed into various Taoist palaces, rummaging through the cabinets, knocking on the walls and prying the walls.
However, the search for locusts crossing the border has yielded nothing.
The royal master slumped to the ground. "They destroyed the practice method before the temple, and even if he succeeded in practice, he would be robbed by the underworld."
"This road is completely broken …"
"I am not immortal!"
The emperor suddenly became furious. "They walked fast, but the evil spirits raged. Those hopeless monks, fish and mortals rebelled and the people were displaced. Isn’t anyone in charge?"
Then he roared at the sky, "Thief God, what do you want to do!"
"Ha ha ha … what’s the name!"
Suddenly, a strange smile sounded, and a black shadow roared and rose and fell. The hall took a sip of wine gourd and sneered, "It’s better for us mortals to be happy than to be happy."
"Miss the old devil!"
The imperial soldiers quickly gathered and drew their weapons and stared at each other warily. "Have you been following us?"
"Yes …"
The black-robed man was interested in Lanshan. "I thought that your ancestors might stay here and lead to the cave, but it seems that you are not so important."
Said with a grim smile, "anyway, Jian Xin Zong has gone, and the Wu Dynasty will be destroyed, so it is better to live a few more years as an old man."
Accompanied by his words, the dark fog rose from his body and turned into painful screams.
The imperial soldiers were all pale.
The road to practice is cut off. When the qi and blood of the masters of practice are declining, they practice the evil method of devouring souls and swallowing meat in an attempt to prolong life.
This guy is the most ferocious old demon in the neighborhood.
Hoo ~
Before the black monk could start work, the evil wind suddenly turned the ground dark like an asphalt lake.
"Gouhun Messenger!"
Friar Black got a fright and turned and fled.
However, it was too late, and the thick iron hook roared out and instantly penetrated his chest and mopped the floor like a dead dog.
"Forgive me!"
Friar Black screamed in horror, but it didn’t help.
Others can hear the surge of armor around them, and the murderous look makes them tremble and their brains are white.
Then a cold voice said, "It’s unforgivable to practice soul-eating to disturb the nether world!"
"But hades fairy …"
The emperor choked back his fear and knelt down and said, "Now evil spirits are wreaking havoc on all lives, and I hope the fairy can help calm the unrest."
The cold voice sounded from all sides, "Heaven rules, unless there are those who disturb the nether world, we can’t wait for anyone who has appeared in Shinto and can sincerely worship."