"Hey!"

Bi Xiao looked into the distance a little helplessly, although his gaze was blocked by the building, but he knew that not far from him was the City God Temple.

As long as he experiences the seal, Huo Feiran will be redeemed, and he will ascend to the sky in one step and become an immortal god.

Moreover, this deity is also the Shinto lord of Kitaku-gun.

Whether it is for oneself or for the sect, there are unimaginable benefits.

Even, you can let the sect take root in Beijun and grow like never before...

Such a temptation is no less than an addict seeing a pile of white noodles!

So, even if you know that your plan has mostly failed, and you will pay a heavy price...

But they still resolutely gathered together, carefully planned, and calculated.

I even got the support of the Creation Dao Headquarters...

Those who have the same mind are not just a sect of the Dao of Creation.

In addition to the Taishang Dao, almost all the surrounding sects were dispatched...

Even Si Tu's face became more solemn than ever...

He really miscalculated this time!

He didn't expect that the city god of Beijun would have such a great attraction to the sect...

He didn't expect that there were so many people from the sect hidden in Beijun.

Although he is not afraid, but there are so many people, he feels a little overwhelmed...

Fortunately, this incident was not presided over by Situ alone.

Moreover, Huo Feiran is also a Confucian person.

Therefore, Situ used secret channels to report the matter to Confucianism...

It didn't take long for a saint to come down from the top of the holy mountain.

Although it is only a half-step saint, let's call it a sub-saint...

However, this saint is stationed in the human and demon passage all the year round, his combat power is outstanding, and he is a cultivator, and he has abnormal restraint against the yin god...

It was also the arrival of the Confucian Yasheng that made all the plans of the sect come to naught.

Contemporary Yasheng, although there is no way to compare with Yasheng in the Middle Ages, but it is also literary, and there is more amazing righteousness...

What's more, this saint is a killing god himself. Where he was, within a radius of ten miles, there were no living beings.

It is precisely because the people in the sect are a lot more restrained, for fear of angering this Confucian sage and provoking Confucianism's revenge...

This Yasheng, seeing that the sect was restrained, took the initiative to retreat, and was not aggressive, sitting cross-legged in the Temple of Literature all day long, but asked about Beijun...

Seeing this Yasheng advancing and retreating so clearly.

Situ couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief...

That's the best!

It also avoided a head-on conflict between him and Confucianism...

However, not all people are so wise.

There are always unbelievers in this world.

There are a few ghosts and immortals who are cultivating, relying on themselves to survive several thunder tribulations, and there is already a positive in their thoughts, and they want to take advantage of the sacrifice, and the sealing ceremony has not yet begun, and sneak into the statue. . . Thus occupying the sacrifice.

"Everyone!"

"Success or failure, in one fell swoop!"

"As long as we take possession of this god, we can take our place as a new god ... ”

A few ghosts and gods wrapped in clouds and mist, like clusters of light, hid on the roof, looking at the idols with salivation.

Dozens of soldiers walked back and forth, seemingly unaware of them.

And they are not to blame for ...

These soldiers are just ordinary people, how can they see the existence of the Yin God...

However, although they couldn't see it, the arrangements of the Dao Law Division played a role...

Streams of red dragon qi rose into the air, intertwining above, forming a huge light shield.

and the protection of the idol in it...

The ghosts, gods, and yin gods, if they want to force their way closer, they will definitely be burned by the dragon qi above.

It is also this light mask that discourages many ghosts and gods.

However, those ghosts and gods seemed to have been prepared.

They stood on the outside of the dragon qi, and carefully took out a magic weapon that looked like a token and was wrapped with dragon patterns, and it was precisely because of the appearance of this magic weapon that the tight dragon qi, like the dragon qi of the light mask, actually flickered, and in the end, it revealed an opening that could only pass through one person.

"It worked!"

"It really works!"

"Dong Weng really didn't lie to me!"

Looking at the open light shield, the eyes of the leading ghost god couldn't help but reveal a trace of ecstasy.

The same is true of the ghosts and gods that followed...

"Let's go!"

"Before they can react, get inside!"

Hearing the rebuke of the leading ghost god, everyone strode forward without any hesitation...

But before they could get closer, he sat cross-legged in the Temple of Literature, his eyes drooping, as if the Yasheng who had been sleeping suddenly woke up...

In the eyes that were originally as clear as the sea, there was even more anger that could not be hidden.

"What a guts!"

"How dare you steal the throne of God... ”

Yasheng's voice was very soft, but in the ears of the world, it was like a thunderbolt.

There is also a vast, like a wave of turbulent text.

The whole of North County was covered in white light. Countless people subconsciously raised their heads, their eyes narrowed slightly, and their faces showed a look of enjoyment...

However, for the aliens, this white light is surprisingly terrifying, like sulfuric acid...

Whether it is a lonely ghost or a demon, as long as it is covered by white light, the whole body is like pork splashed with sulfuric acid, and it suddenly melts...

The few gods who want to steal the divine position, are the first to bear the brunt...

As soon as the magic weapons on their bodies emitted a ghostly light, they were destroyed by Haoran Righteousness.

Their Yin Spirits were completely exposed to the white light, and they were vaporized in an instant...

This is Yasheng!

A heroic and righteous spirit, like a big river...

A single rebuke can defeat the soul, and it cannot be reborn forever.

The place where he is a hundred miles away, and demons are not born.

With his scolding, I don't know how many ghosts and gods died.

Even if you are lucky enough not to die, you don't dare to move within the North County, like a lost dog, fleeing to the mountains in embarrassment...

As if this is the only way to make them feel safe.

Looking at the streamers that seemed to be fleeing for his life, Si Tuxing's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

I was a little displeased in my heart.

Because of the war over the years, Beijun has been in turmoil, and the city god has fallen, and the god system has been hit hard like never before.

It is precisely for this reason that there are a lot of obscenities in North County.

There are also many demons and evil spirits, pretending to be ghosts and gods to cause trouble to the dynasty.

This kind of thing, Situ Xing had expected it a long time ago, but he didn't expect that there were so many ghosts and gods hidden in the small Beijun City...

Thinking of this, Situ Xing felt more and more the importance of re-sealing and rectifying Shinto.

。。。

Haoran righteousness, like the Yangtze River, the whole North County is clearly audible...

Everywhere you go, whether it's the ghost god kingdom or the ghost fairy who has achieved cultivation, it has been evaporated in an instant...

There are countless temples and statues of gods that have collapsed.

Countless faiths have been utterly severed ...

It is precisely like this, people who have some thoughts in their hearts, all feel a chill in their backs, and all kinds of movements have stopped... I don't dare to test anymore, for fear of stepping into the footsteps.