Ahem, ahem!"

Jiang Huanshui let out a violent cough, his face became more and more pale, he stretched out his hand, covered his mouth, and when he looked at it, his palm was full of blood.

The method of feeding on the gods has been completed, and Na Luo He has already spent a dried corpse at this moment. Until his divinity is exhausted, he will forever be the nourishment of the creatures of this land of Ningzhou.

This is the last thing Jiang Huanshui has to do, but this matter is still the last step.

He shook his head, letting his drowsy brain resound for a moment.

He couldn't sleep yet, even though he was already tired and tired.

For sixty years, he has been like this, carrying Ningzhou and even the entire Dayan forward with his own strength.

He's been walking so long, how can he fall at this last step?

He gritted his teeth and straightened his body, the little spiritual power left in his body was urged by him again at that time, and his last step was to put Luo He's body into the ground of Ningzhou, and put it in a place where others could not find it, just in case something unexpected happened.

One of his hands opened towards the ground, the ground of the state governor's mansion trembled violently, and the people under his feet hurriedly retreated to both sides, and at this moment, in the middle of the narrow clearing that everyone retreated, a crack suddenly opened, and then extended to both sides a crack abyss one zhang wide and several zhang long appeared at that time.

Even Wei Lai had never seen such a terrifying method, and his face was extremely shocked.

"Go!" and the old man in the dome shouted as if he had exhausted all his strength.

At that time, the dried corpse was driven by the old man to fall heavily into the crack......

Whew, whew!

The old man's mouth was panting heavily, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, eyes, and cochlea.

The surrounding soldiers and the people of Ningzhou saw these in their eyes and were silent.

It was probably only at this time that they really understood who was the patron saint of Ningzhou all along.

Who is it, who has been carrying Ningzhou in the north for so many years, even at the last moment of his life, the old man still tried his best to do the last thing he could.

After a few breaths of gasp, the old man's face became more and more pale.

But he still mustered up all his strength, and shouted again: "Hey!"

As soon as these words fell, the huge gap suddenly closed towards the middle, and after the earth trembled for a few breaths, the ground in front of the governor's mansion finally slowly closed and returned to its original state, as if everything in Fang Cai was just an illusion of everyone.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he looked down at him, his gaze passed through the crowd, and fell on Wei Lai, who was also looking up at him at that time.

The boy's eyes were red, and his body was shaking violently.

"Don't cry. He said.

"I avenged your grandfather's revenge. ”

"Avenge your father, your grandmother, and Lu Guanshan. ”

"I fulfilled the promise I made to those old guys when I came to Ningzhou 60 years ago. ”

"All my life, I've been full. ”

"I have held the Qiankun and the society. ”

"I have seen the Buddhas in the sky, and I have also seen the sages in the clouds. ”

"But ......"

"Finally, I think the most beautiful ......"

"It's still this world, this Ningzhou. ”

"Now, this Ningzhou ......"

"I'll leave it to you. ”

After the old man said this, he seemed to have lost all his strength, his eyes slowly closed, and his body fell heavily from the sky at that moment.

"Grandpa!" Wei Lai let out an exclamation, and he flew up and hugged the old man's fallen body.

But at this time, the body still had no qi.

"State Mu!" Xiao Baihe and the others knelt down and called out with a crying voice.

Then the Sanxiao army knelt down, and the people of Ningzhou also knelt down.

The lion that had stood in the north for sixty years fell......

The old man who had sheltered Ningzhou and Yanting for 60 years fell down......

The Last Governor of the North......

Fell.

The sound of bitter crying resounded in Ningxiao City, some people fainted from crying, and some people shouted heartbreakingly.

Only Wei Lai

He didn't cry, not even a tear fell from his eyes.

He just hugged the old man's body tightly, as if he was just asleep......

It was as if he would wake up the next moment, like when he was a child, with his hands on his shoulders, hunched over, looking at him with a smile, and asking him: "Little Ah Lai, did Daddy and Auntie bully you today?"

......

The word Zhou Mu reverberates, resounding in the head of Ningxiao City, endlessly, as if it will never stop.

Wei Lai, who lowered his head and hugged the old man, suddenly noticed that something in front of him lit up, he was a little stunned, and looked at it, but it was a golden point of light floating from the body of a certain armor soldier in the distance, and then more and more such golden points of light floated out from more armor soldiers and people's bodies, they continued to rise, soared, gathered on the top of the old man's head, and then entangled and gradually condensed into a golden figure, although the figure had not yet formed, but it could already be seen that it was quite similar to Jiang Huanshui's gold powder.

"This is ......," Wei Lai was a little stunned.

But Yue Pingqiu, who was next to him, trembled, as if he had thought of something, and said loudly: "Yin God!"

"It's the Yin God!"

When these words came out, everyone around them also reflected.

In ancient times, there were great virtuous people, after death, the people felt day and night, burned incense and sacrificed, and over the years they would turn into a yin god and protect one party.

Just like the former god Guan Shanhui......

Although the Yin God is not as good as the Yang God, as long as the people of Ningzhou remember Jiang Huanshui, then Jiang Huanshui can still continue to live in another way......

Wei Lai, who suddenly realized this, trembled, and the tears in his eyes finally couldn't be wrapped anymore, and dripped down his cheeks.

Seeing this, the surrounding people and armor soldiers shouted the name of the state pastor again and again, and with such a shout, the condensation speed of the golden figure accelerated even more.

Wei Lai looked up at the figure, and his lips trembled and called, "Grandpa......"

The figure also lowered its head, looked at Wei Lai, and smiled and was about to say something to him......

Bang!

But at this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly came from above the dome, and a huge thunderbolt suddenly fell from the dome, slashing heavily on the golden light and shadow.

The light and shadow that had already revealed Jiang Huanshui's appearance trembled under the power of thunder, and his figure suddenly blurred a little.

"Rebellious ministers and thieves, I can't punish them if I live, and I dare to appear as a heroic soul after death!?"

A majestic roar sounded above the dome, and the figure of a man in a black dragon robe with a solemn face condensed in the black clouds.

The voice rebuked so angrily, and three thunderbolts fell, and Jiang Huanshui's figure became more and more distorted, and he was already a little shaky.

"Er dare!" Wei Lai's eyes were red, and he flew up at that moment, came to the top of Jiang Huanshui's figure, and roared towards the dome.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, I am the Taizu of Yanting, Yuan Yuan, the Emperor of Zhaotian Xiongwu!"

"Life is the ancestor emperor of Yan Ting, death is the king of Yan ghosts, and the yin soul of Yan land is under my jurisdiction, this is the destiny of heaven!

The figure scolded angrily, and everyone reacted at this time, this person was actually the Taizu of Yanting, the Zhaotian Xiongwu Emperor who had been dead for decades.

"I don't care who you are! If you dare to touch him, I will dig up your ancestral grave, kill your children and grandchildren, and destroy your whole family!" Wei Lai's eyes were red and he roared loudly, and the three divine gates around him emerged, and the appearance of the Yin Dragon suddenly condensed behind him.

"If you don't lose a traitor, you dare to kill my Yanting royal family?

As soon as the figure said this, Wan Jun's thunder suddenly condensed around him, and it fell towards Jiang Huanshui's blurred figure.

Wei Lai's face changed greatly, and he shouted loudly, the body of the Yin Dragon suddenly expanded, and with the body of the Yin Dragon, he wanted to block the thousands of thunders for Jiang Huan Shuisheng. But the Emperor Zhaotian Xiongwu is the Yin Emperor of Yanting, and the luck of the power of this country is controlled by him, even if it is protected by the Yin Dragon, it is difficult for Wei Lai to stop so many Thunder Snake Electric Pythons.

Countless thunderbolts fell, Wei Lai's figure trembled, as if he had been hit hard, but more thunderbolts crossed him and opened the Yin Dragon, and roared straight into Jiang Huanshui.

"Grandpa!" Wei Lai shouted, but his body was already seriously damaged by the heavy blows of so many thunderbolts, and it was difficult to do anything more.

Seeing that countless thunderbolts were about to fall on Jiang Huanshui's ghost, several figures suddenly came from the ground

The face rises from the ground.

"Hugh hurt my family's state pastor!" those people roared, and then they all spread their spiritual power to resist this thunder snake and electric python.

Among them, there are naturally Ningzhou soldiers such as Xiao Baihe, but there are also people with cultivation among the people, some of them are even difficult to resist the next thunder, and it takes several people to work together to resist it, but even so, there are more and more people who are infected by it, regardless of their own lives, but also for the ghost of this state pastor to resist this unwarranted disaster.

The state pastor has been raising me in Ningzhou for 60 years.

I Ningzhou, protect the soul of the state with flesh and blood!

More and more people poured out, and the face of the Ancestral Emperor above the dome was ugly.

"What a Ningzhou, full of chaotic ministers and thieves!" he shouted angrily, and continued to urge the thunder, but the people on the ground walked out one after another, helping Jiang Huanshui resist the endless thunder.

Emperor Zu's face was gloomy to the extreme, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and said sharply: "Since you are my Yanting bloodline, you should come forward at this moment, and if it is done today, I will try my best to ensure that you ascend to the throne!"

When these words came out, everyone around them was stunned, and so was Wei Lai.

But the next moment, as if he had reacted to something, his face changed drastically, and he looked down.

But he saw a figure come out of the crowd, and came to Jiang Huanshui's yin soul at an astonishing speed, and slapped it with one palm, Jiang Huanshui's already weak soul trembled in front of the palm wrapped in the power of Yan Ting's luck, and the next moment it turned into a golden point of light and suddenly exploded......

And Wei Lai also saw the appearance of that person clearly at this time-Yuan Zhichun!

"You damn it!!" he roared angrily, and his body rushed towards Yuan Sleeve Chun like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the rolling killing machine rushed like a tide, until Yuan Sleeve Chun's face turned pale.

The Yin Dragon behind Wei Lai also roared at that time, and he opened his mouth to pounce on Yuan Sleevechun.

Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was about to die under the dragon's teeth, the Yin Emperor on the dome waved his sleeves and swept Yuan Sleevechun's body into it, and then disappeared in place.

Rumble!

The ground exploded and the dust was flying, but Yuan Zhichun had long since disappeared.

Along with the thunderclouds that were just over the sky, everything disappeared without a trace at the moment when Jiang Huanshui's ghost was scattered.

There was a deathly silence in front of the governor's mansion, and everyone's eyes fell on the young man who was roaring with the yin dragon roaring behind him, but his body couldn't help but tremble.

Long.

After a long time.

The young man with his head bowed suddenly raised his head, and he looked to the west, in the direction where the city of Natai was located.

His eyes were red as blood, and his face was as hideous as a ghost.

He gritted his teeth, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and said word by word.

"I come here, swear by my life, my soul, my soul, and my blood!"

"If you don't die in this life, you Yan Ting......"

"Don't dig your temple ......"

"Don't kill all your Yuan children and grandchildren......"

"Heaven and man punish !!"

On the side, Xiao Baihe's heart trembled, and tears spread across his cheeks.

He lifted the rain curtain in his hand and exclaimed bitterly: "Heaven and earth are a mirror!!!

Everyone hated the same enemy, and both the army and the people shouted loudly at that time: "Heaven and earth are a mirror!!!

......

In the temple, Zhou Xiangmin anxiously paced back and forth in the temple.

The first emperor went to Ningzhou, and not long ago the ancestral emperor also appeared, he was faintly uneasy, and always felt that something big was going to happen, which was the kind of big event that was bigger than Jiang Huanshui's death.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and a handsome young man appeared in front of him.

Zhou Xiangmin was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, how is it?"

The young man raised his head to look at him, and Zhou Xiangmin realized that his face was pale at the moment, his heart was tight, and he secretly felt bad.

But the boy said.

"Go and summon Yuan Tong into the Taimiao to see me. ”

Zhou Xiangmin hesitated: "On the day of not worshipping the ancestors, Emperor Yang meets Emperor Yin, it is unknown, how should the minister talk to His Majesty?"

The young man's face was miserable.

"Just tell him......"

"Yan is going to die. ”