Compared to the last three mountains, where several precious mountain roots have settled, the most terrifying place in Red Candle Town is actually the mass grave.

There are countless undead buried in that deep mass grave, many of which are comparable to Yin Hong's famous generals and masters who sit in the important town of Xiongguan.

This is the reason why the national teacher will bring the ghost bird ancestor bird to come this time, although the ghost bird ancestor bird does not have the slightest chance of winning against any existence in the town, but it only has an absolute overwhelming effect on the undead in this troubled grave that is quite a headache.

The reason why the national teacher is so jealous of this mass grave comes from the proverb that was widely spread in the ancient country, turning into dry bones, and the gods asked for war.

Although the undead who were gathered in the mass grave have experienced the erosion of time, their combat power may not be the same as before, but under the call of the old shopkeeper, these undead who have been taken care of for many years will willingly squeeze out the last trace of their thoughts and launch a so-called holy war with Red Candle Town as the boundary again。

They only listened to the sound of drums during their lifetime, and remained loyal after their deaths.

This is the terrible thing about the old shopkeeper, who can make countless people die willingly.

This is why the outside world has been grabbing those undead in Red Candle Town, a down-and-out war drummer who has lost his country, how much can he have if he exhausts his killing power? But with the existence of this mass grave, he alone is comparable to half a dynasty, which is also the reason why he can survive for more than 700 years.

Therefore, the outside world can only customize the policy of dividing and eating, no matter how strong the tiger is, every day to bite, there will be no bones left. In the eyes of the national teacher, this riot in Red Candle Town is obviously the last struggle, and the purpose of his visit this time is just to move this behemoth with an empty skeleton back!

In the eyes of the national teacher, Red Candle Town is really only left with a pitiful situation of returning to the light, and he actually gave the Hou Sanshan a few precious mountain roots after being ill and rushing to the doctor, and really thought that the three mountains in the future could be used as a basis to fight against himself?

You must know that if you want to control a region, the most advantageous person to sit in the town is the god lineage, and coincidentally, among the undead buried in the mass grave, there is nothing missing, that is, there is a lack of the god lineage, because the essence of the god line is the soul, and even if the divine brilliance is annihilated, even if it is completely dead, there is no possibility of survival, and now the entire Red Candle Town has thrown aside the old monster of Huang Lu, and the only person who is really an orthodox god is Sun Xishan.

There is only one Sun Xishan who has fallen from the altar, coupled with this barren mountain range that is impossible to accommodate even one intact mountain root, the situation of sitting on the mountain and facing each other is undoubtedly a bluff in the eyes of the national teacher.

The rutted fish, although it is still happy to die, this sentence is too suitable to describe Red Candle Town.

In fact, Sun Xishan's defection is expected by the national teacher, this god who was once a god with a high altar, the only backbone has been used up as early as seven hundred years ago, and now he is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and the old shopkeeper has slightly coerced and lured him, and the defection is inevitable.

However, in the eyes of the national teacher, Sun Xishan was originally a dispensable existence, and there would be a trace of illusion about him when the empire was founded, but since he refused the divine position provided by the empire, he would no longer have any altar on this territory to live in, thinking that this is why he fell into Red Candle Town.

This beam-jumping clown has been disgusted with the empire for hundreds of years, cowering in Red Candle Town, the empire really can't help him, even the national teacher has to admit that Sun Xishan's move is extremely exquisite, as if he can still see a trace of the original divine demeanor, but in the last step, he took a wrong step, he finally chose to be with Red Candle Town, this choice is even more stupid than when he refused the god position provided to him by the empire!

The last shred of respect for the empire was also thrown away by him, so he could only die completely!

If the old shopkeeper is the last symbol on that long-dusted book, Sun Xishan is undoubtedly one of the last words.

The national teacher glanced at the treacherous scene in the mass grave, Zhang Tier seemed to have found a way to break through the ruins of the ancient battlefield, the figure of the ups and downs was slowly rising, as long as the old shopkeeper and others no longer interfered in the mass grave, Zhang Tier would break the mass grave sooner or later.

Then the national teacher glanced at Xuanyuan Xuanqian, these two extremely powerful beings nodded slightly, and their bodies settled in front of the mass grave, their mission was to guard this halberd that guided Zhang Ti'er to break through the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

Then the national teacher moved his eyes to the back three mountains, he was not in a hurry to break through the Red Candle Town, the old shopkeeper's Leifa was still brewing, this was the last battle of the old shopkeeper, even if the two sides were opposites at this time, the national teacher should let him squeeze out the last trace of combat power, and then leave this area that he had firmly ruled for many years.

At this time, the three mountains have been refreshed under the transformation of the mountain spirit, the rare birds and beasts that originally flowed in the mountains by the mountain spirit charm have disappeared at this time, those auspicious beasts of the spirit rhyme are actually just the remnants of the birds and beasts in the mountains in the past, they emerge with the roots of the mountain, their essence is actually a rich mountain and stone spirit, and now these mountains and stones are again empty, drilled into the mountain that is gathered up.

Only those that originally belonged to the scenery of the three mountains will flourish, the laurel tree on the mountain is like a strong grass like a savage germination, the green laurel leaves are like ink being blown dry, precipitate and condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, less than half a burnt incense is the color of vigor, obviously under the urging of the mountain spirit, the laurel tree on the dense mountain is frantically multiplying, growing, and it is not long before you can vaguely see the emerald green cinnamon that is about to come out.

Then the green cinnamon is also transforming rapidly, gradually changing from a verdant color to a hard gray-brown color.

Under the effect of such a strong mountain spirit, even a thin cypress tree can grow into a towering ancient cypress in a short period of time, and then advance to the list of ancestral cypresses, which is the power of mountain spirit to transform the mountain.

The last three mountains seem to shrink, in the intricate mountain spirit lines of the entanglement, the original loose stones seem to be cast, if someone can knock off a stone from the mountain at this time, you will find that the weight of this square stone is far more than the weight of the same volume of stones.

The mountain is like a whirlpool that selects people and devours, with the mountain seal in Sun Xishan's hand as the center, the mountain spirit of Hao Hao Tang Tang is like a dragon drawing water upside down, the small seal is instilled with the spirit of the mountain, and the notch groove on the tortoise shell is like a surging river scattered and distributed, and the surging tide of the tide can be faintly heard.

Sun Xishan used the ink pad as the body to forcibly introduce the overloaded mountain spirit into the Yinzhong!

No!

He is advancing the Eshan Seal, he wants to refine the mountain as a seal, his ambition is far more than an imitation of the engraved Eshan Seal, he wants to fuse this small imitation of the Eshan Seal in the mountain, in order to completely control this realm!

He wants to repeat the feat of imprisoning a 10,000-strong army with one man 700 years ago!

When this mountain seal is completely fused with the last three mountains, he can hold the mountain and come out, and wherever he goes, it is the place where the high mountain comes!

Mustard seed refining Sumeru's technique!

It turned out to be a mustard seed refining method that had been lost for 700 years!

This ancient method that has been passed down from ancient times has been famous for refining a vast and boundless Sumeru mountain in the shape of mustard seeds, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a mountain refining technique. This ancient spell was last manifested thousands of years ago, and the last time was when the ancient kingdom was demarcated, and the ancient kingdom used the power of the gods of the whole country to work together to perform this spell, and in this way, the territory of the ancient kingdom shattered by the conquest war was refined into an intact and compact territory. The territory that had been torn apart by the conquest was completely sewn together like a broken cloth made into a fine garment under the effect of this spell, and the mountains and rivers were stabilized, and finally the prosperity of the gods and shrines was formed.

The national teacher saw that the mountain was surging like a thousand zhang cyclone, and the heart in his chest was beating wildly, this lost spell would be rediscovered here, and the empire could not imagine that this spell had been passed down by Sun Xishan, and it was not completely lost with the fall of the gods led by Huang Yizhen.

It's really a surprise everywhere in life, I knew that this supreme magic was hidden in the town, and the empire would definitely break through Red Candle Town at all costs, and the original situation of the division of the heroes should have ended seven hundred years ago.

Nowadays, due to the lack of stable territorial control in the outside world, the forces of all parties present a situation of separation, and the rivers and mountains that were defeated by the dynasty are now divided by many forces and occupied for themselves. The dynasty was only able to control some of the territory with a limited number of mountain roots and water veins, but most of the territory had been ceded to those who were either new powerful sects or established and famous families.

Due to the lack of absolute territorial control, those forces had enough strength and courage to carve up the scalp of the royal family and hold one side.

But all these internal worries collapsed at this moment!

All you need is the oldest spell that is unique in the world!

The national teacher took a hard breath, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, he couldn't help but look forward to the future at this time, if the sect got this spell, why do they need to rely on the support of the royal family? Those heroic families can tear the scalp of the royal family at will by relying on their own heritage, if the sect gets this spell, what kind of situation will it be, sitting in the center and looking in all directions, there are creeping forces everywhere? Maybe the royal family will only have to accept it at that time!

Thinking that the sect he was in would become an unprecedentedly terrifying existence, the national teacher's heart couldn't help but churn with a holy worship emotion.

This spell may be the last inheritance, and the inheritance conditions of this oldest spell are extremely strict, because there is no law in one of the veins of this inheritance!

And the weirdest thing is that its inheritors have been two inheritors since ancient times!

The so-called Son of Heaven is sitting in the United States, and the original source is this technique. Obviously, this spell is a domination-level spell that combines power and religion.

There are two people who inherit this technique, one is the well-known deity lineage, which is the key to the magic being able to work. The other person who inherits the inheritance is the body of the Son of Heaven, which is the key means of giving power to the gods, and only when the Son of Heaven gives power to the gods can this magic be settled.

Moreover, the inheritance of the gods in this magic cannot be chosen by anyone, in other words, the inheritance of the gods can only be chosen by themselves, and no one can take advantage of it, because its power is comparable to that of the creator, and it is an ancient ritual with the creator, and it will not accept the constraints of anyone or anything.

It was not until this moment that the national teacher suddenly realized that the entire royal family had been dark for so many years, and the true son of heaven had appeared, and the god who could sit in the territory had not appeared, he had not appeared, but had not been discovered, he was Sun Xishan!

The former dynasty retracted its territory and realized the grand occasion of centralized power and rule, the former dynasty of the Son of Heaven died, and the bloodline fell into the hands of the current royal family as desired, but the inheritance that only circulated among the gods has not been settled for a long time, because the gods of the previous dynasty have not completely died!

There is also Sun Xishan in the world, which shows that the inheritance that only circulates in the vein of the gods is still being carried by people!

The reason why they ignore Sun Xishan is because of the complete fall of Huang Yizhen, the inheritance between the gods should have chosen their own masters, and the smooth handover was to the next god, and this chosen god could only choose the gods of the new country to govern the territory for the new king due to the existence of the bloodline bond.

But unexpectedly, this inheritance, which does not follow any system, was strangely inherited by Sun Xishan, who was in the same vein as the gods of the old country.

Even the pinnacle existence of the art of deduction is impossible to peek into the results, since it does not follow the system and does not follow the rules, then its existence has no laws to follow, and the essence of the art of deduction is precisely to peel off the cocoon of the development of things.

The national teacher looked at the sacred mountain spirit cyclone, but there was unprecedented confusion on his face.

Something must have gone wrong. This inheritance has broken the bonds between the bloodlines, the new king has appeared for more than 700 years, and this inheritance still falls on the gods of the old country, which is absolutely unreasonable!

Between the two, there must be one that is fake!

Either the bloodline of the new king is fake, or the inheritance of Sun Xishan is fake. But how could the new king be a fake? He has ruled this territory for more than 700 years, and he is the unworthy king of this territory.

The beads of sweat on the forehead of the national teacher rolled down, obviously he was a little exhausted at this time, his head was full of mush, he forcibly suppressed his thoughts like a mess, and tried his best to control himself not to think about it anymore, this town is too weird, even as one of the few deductions in the entire empire, everyone is lost in this town, if he doesn't abandon these absurd ideas, it won't end well.

After Huang Lu and Yin Hong saw the changes in the last three mountains, their eyes froze, especially Yin Hong, with a hesitant expression.

It was only at this moment that Huang Lu understood why the old shopkeeper entrusted the town to Sun Xishan, instead of himself or Yin Hong.

It turned out that he had already obtained the inheritance of the gods at some point, and quietly bonded with the bloodline that was born for conquest.

What a hidden Sun Xishan!

In other words, another Huang Yi pillow was born.

Huang Lu squinted his eyes and smiled, he was in a good mood, two ways were enough to subvert the pattern and reverse the inheritance of Qiankun, and his own camp occupied a !!!!!!

This is the trend of the times.

The National Teacher lifted his wide-sleeved robe, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after the purple and gold sleeves with gold wire trim were removed, he regained the cold face of Gujing Bubo. He took a step forward, put his hands behind his back, and his bearing was extremely extraordinary, and said: "Sun Xishan! In the name of the national teacher, I will give you one last chance on behalf of Your Majesty!

After hearing this, the elder of the Moray Temple trembled, his eyelids twitched, obviously he didn't expect this national teacher to come to such a ruthless hand.

Suddenly, the entire Housanshan shook, and the spiritual wind whirlwind, which was as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, seemed to be torn apart by someone, and fell apart in an instant. Immediately afterwards, I saw a terrifying scene, the back three mountains actually cracked a crack, and then countless cracks emerged one after another, like layers of cobwebs.

The national teacher narrowed his eyes and asked in an almost irrefutable tone, "Are you willing to be the co-master of the mountains that crushes thousands of mountains by one person?!"

The back three mountains, which were densely covered with cracks, suddenly swelled outward, and the originally fine cracks became a pitch-black crack more than a few inches wide in the blink of an eye, and then the dazzling golden light shone outward along the crack, like countless slender golden light narrow swords blooming outward from it, especially in this dark night where only thunder flickered, it was as sharp as cutting people's eyes.

When Yin Hong saw this scene, his eyes were like a demon, the muscles on his face were stirring, and the masculinity between his eyebrows was suddenly replaced by monstrous anger, he had already made up his mind that as long as Sun Xishan dared to accept this deal, the next moment, Yin Hong promised that he would completely disappear from this world and earth, even the powerful national teacher could not protect him.

In the face of rebellion, Yin Hong will never be soft, this is his iron law of governing the army, and it is also the reason why he can sweep away the army on the battlefield!

The slaughter city in Yin Hong's hands was already boiling hot, and the steaming blood was particularly dazzling, at this time, this slaughtering city was like a quaint gun embryo that had just come out of the charcoal furnace. This gun did not show the hideousness that should have belonged to it when facing Zhang Tie'er, but at this moment, it was completely activated by Yin Hong, there is no doubt that as long as Yin Hong wields this famous gun, there will be a killing force comparable to magma erupting from the tip of the gun, not to mention this back three mountains, even the vast sea will turn into nothingness in an instant.

In Yin Hong's eyes, Sun Xishan should have died once, if he hadn't been stopped by the old shopkeeper, this bastard should have been wiped out when he first stepped into Red Candle Town hundreds of years ago!

He watched the transformation of Hou Sanshan viciously, even if Sun Xishan appeared in a golden body, Tucheng could still smash it into a pulp like stabbing tofu.

The national teacher caught a glimpse of Yin Hong, who was tense and tense, and his face was silent, but there was a gilded light blooming in his hand hidden in his big sleeve.

He won't watch Sun Xishan be killed by Yin Hong's shot, if Sun Xishan's death can solve the dilemma faced by the royal family, then the national teacher will not hesitate to kill Sun Xishan, in fact, for letting Sun Xishan be the co-owner of this mountain, how can this national teacher not feel disgusted? But Sun Xishan can't die at least at this time, because that inheritance is too weird, if Sun Xishan dies here, this strange inheritance doesn't know who will appear in too many teenagers. After all, the gods of the old country are too huge, and there are only a few people in the royal bloodline with an orderly inheritance, and it will not delay much effort to chase and kill one by one, but the territory of the previous dynasty is vast, and there are countless altars, plus at the beginning of the country, the royal family did not clean the gods of the old country, and many lowly gods are now the mainstay of the new dynasty, and there are some backbone gods hidden in the isolated mountains and old forests。

This inheritance was finally settled on the line of the gods with official status, but if it fell on those former gods hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, it would be undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find it again. Sun Xishan is a living example, so the national teacher does not dare to take such a risk.

The golden light hidden in the hands of the national teacher was obviously an extreme killing weapon, even if it was not visible, but this piece of heaven and earth was already filled with a free sword intent, and the entire heaven and earth also became sharp, as if there was an illusory wind suddenly swept away in this piece of heaven and earth.

The much-anticipated Hou San Mountain suddenly shattered at this moment, and the broken stone like a star fell shot outward, and a savage air flow followed the broken stone out, shattering the sharp sword intent that seemed to be nothing!

Almost at the same time, the area became psychedelic, as if a golden slurry washed in, and the misty and dazzling golden light stained the entire world into molten gold, as magnificent as the afterglow of the setting sun.

It is a 100-zhang size printing pad, overflowing with bronzing color of the mountain turtle mountain seal!

The gilded mountain seal was quietly suspended in mid-air, and the eyes with divine brilliance showed an illusion like burning gold, obviously only the golden pupils the size of a chariot canopy, but at this time it looked like a mountain range without contour.

Sun Xishan not only fused the last three mountains, but he also fused the golden body into the red mountain seal in a frenzy!

This is a cocoon for any god, especially since this mountain seal is only made of extremely low quality ancient gold, Sun Xishan's move is undoubtedly to draw the ground as a prison, and if you want to build a higher altar in the future, it is almost impossible to advance in the god position!

Once again, this cartilage god made a move that made people wonder whether to be shocked or sighed!

Yin Hong's status in the previous dynasty was extremely respectful, and with his knowledge, he couldn't understand what this bastard was doing.

However, Yin Hong still held on to the slaughter of the city, and even at this moment, he still did not release his killing intent against Sun Xishan.

Yin Hong suddenly thought of a possibility, and as soon as this thought surfaced, the killing intent tumbling in his chest became a little thicker.

In Yin Hong's view, Sun Xishan has once again defected! The reason why he fused his golden body in the Eshan seal was to find a way out for himself, and he wanted to use this hundred-zhang size Eshan seal as a shell, and his golden body hidden in the Eshan seal was a golden cicada, which was a plan for the golden cicada to get out of its shell, and only in this way could he resist Yin Hong's full force.

As long as he resists Yin Hong's full force blow, these four are shattered mountains, with his familiarity with this area, he can escape in a moment and burrow into the leylines, if he has the heart to hide, even if this prompts this ancient battlefield ruins, he can't help it!

What a calculation!

The national teacher was also shocked by this scene, no one knew what Sun Xishan was going to do, although he lifted the defense line of the Hou Sanshan, but at this time no one could be sure that he was in the seal of the mountain, the divine brilliance in the golden eyes of the mountain turtle was more like a disguise, because it was too vast and immense, so it seemed a little hollow, a god who refined a mountain, and his eyes would never be so empty!

Yin Hong was already furious, with a visible rage flowing on his fleshy face, and he shook the slaughter city in his hand that was as bright red as coals of fire, "Rebel, give me death!"

The two were separated by a distance of several miles, and before Yin Hong's furious voice fell, his figure had already condensed in front of the gilded mountain seal.

The slaughtering city like an angry dragon actually pulled up endless thunder pulp and slammed into the mountain seal!