The night was dark.

There was no one in the palace of the god, only the statue of the goddess Mi Ning stared at the earth for eternity.

He came with a cluster of white daisies in his hand, faint and fragrant, fragrant throughout the palace.

The wind, gently brushing the dust on the statue's body, as if the goddess had a spirit and accepted this bouquet of fragrance.

He put the flower down gently, turned his head and saw a person lying in the inner hall of the palace of the head of the palace for a long time.

He lowered his eyes and slowly stepped into the inner sanctum......

Xiao Qiu is surging and the wind is surging.

The gods lurk in the shadows, and the sword array stands in the air, and a game of cat and mouse is slowly begining.

The gods of the giant spirit leading the scarlet team have been guarding here for three days and three nights in a row, and although the enlightened people do not eat grains and do not sleep day and night, the mental tension of such days in a row still makes people feel tired.

As the judicial god of Shangqing, Ju Ling has seen more thrilling scenes than this from afar, and he can save them well, and he believes that this time will not be an exception. The last time he missed in Ningtongtuo, it was really because of lack of preparation, but this time more than a dozen immortals have been planning for days, and he feels that he has enough certainty to defeat Zero Ninety-Six.

For Hao Yuanjun, this killer called 096 has a special meaning. Because he had given himself a big enough surprise at the funeral of the Emperor, coupled with the person's usual style before, the people he had killed, everything was linked to a destination, which faintly unsettled him, and even smelled some kind of danger signal.

The trapping of the pious palace this time is a huge trap, and what Yu Yuanjun does not hesitate to throw away his reputation is to hit it with one blow, and he must be fast, accurate, and ruthless, otherwise it will be an endless disaster.

In the palace of the head of the gods, the stand-in of the Yuan Jun is sleeping quietly. The red blood streaks were wrapped around the eyes of the immortals one by one, and it was impossible to escape any wind and grass. Even if Zero Ninety-Six uses stealth means, as long as he touches the enchantment of the Qianshou Palace, he will have nothing to hide under the surging sword qi of the sword array.

I don't know how long it took, Hong Yi shouted in a deep voice: "There is movement!"

Shaking like thunder, he looked down along the mountain, and the wind and grass were low, as if this uninvited guest had broken into a trap.

The night breeze was blowing, but there were beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from the forehead of the giant spirit, and he held his breath, he had waited for this moment for too long.

Under the dim starlight, I vaguely saw a black silhouette of Qian Qian wandering in the palace of Qianshou, the starlight went out, and the silhouette also disappeared.

Such a delicate whereabouts, if it weren't for the gods waiting for them, would never have been discovered. There was a burst of ecstasy in the giant spirit's heart, did "096" finally take the bait?

The shadow moved slowly, perfectly avoiding all the guards with its exquisite figure, and quietly came to the palace gate, finally merging with the darkness.

Punctuality, sharpness, and unguardability, there will be no one else but that person.

Ju Qiang suppressed his heartbeat, and said in a deep voice: "In line with the consistent style of 096, the gods are ready-"

According to the previous agreement, as long as someone steps into the inner hall of the Qianshou Palace, where the immortal body of the Yuan Jun is placed, half a step will be taken, and the ambush of the sword formation will be triggered immediately, and even the copper wall will be smashed into scum by the powerful sword qi.

Heavy breathing stirred among the gods who had been in ambush for a long time, and everyone didn't even dare to blink their eyes, waiting for the sword formation to rush out of the realm.

He Yu then disappeared among the gods, but there was a strange thought: if Zero Ninety-Six really died here, then it must be broken bones and ashes, and there was no way to identify who it was. Yu Yuanjun's plan is equivalent to death without proof, is he deliberately hiding something?

This thought only slipped through her mind like a floating cloud, and she didn't have time to go deeper, when she suddenly felt the hurricane roaring around her, surging over, and the spirit was upside down, and it was the precursor to the opening of the sword array of the immortal and god-destroying gods.

Swallowed in the gale, everyone knows the impending catastrophe and descends into a kind of extreme madness.

In the middle of the sky one foot above their heads, a small vortex was expanding in an unimaginable picture, devouring the edge of the wolf Beidou and the halo of the moon ring, like a huge black vortex in the deep sea, the sea and the sky were bumpy, and the wheel ridge abruptly appeared in the shadow of the black fog, and the long day was about to end, the sun was destroyed and the moon was extinguished.

Ten thousand swords unsheathed. Zero Ninety-Six will definitely die!

The earth-shaking turbulence extinguishes all the good and bad sounds in the world, and in the same way, both good and bad people will disappear with it.

What the gods didn't expect was that the powerful sword qi of the sword array was enough to provide enough energy to unravel all the forces of good or evil that were affected.

The fierce river of Buz was raging, the silvery waves pressed down on the earth, and the brilliant whirlpool with a piercing and cold scream swept the unprepared gods with its own weakest and most dire turbulence.

One suction cup in the sky and one suction cup on the earth.

By the time the gods finally realized the calamity of the Buzi River, it was too late, and the sword array was arranged in the air in the shape of a star, and the cold light shone brightly, stimulating the boiling and rolling of the river on the ground, like the sound of thousands of horses shouting.

The fierce river of Buzi is the weakest in the world, and once any animistic creature is caught in it, it realizes the possibility of survival. The gods were in chaos, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers were filled into the torrent, and the evil water spread, and they saw that they were not close to the palace of the godly head.

A thousand swords clanged, weaving into a dense sword net, no matter whether they were caught in the water or hit by the chaotic sword, there was only one way to die. The giant spirit was still screaming in the torrent, probably wanting to send someone to see the situation of the Qianshou Palace, and it seemed to tell the immortals to flee quickly.

Lou Che desperately saved the giant spirit, flew up again and again, and the two of them worked together to collect the sword array, but they couldn't stop the mighty momentum of Buzi's fierce river.

At this time, the palace of the pious head was crumbling like a candle in the wind, and the golden plate mud tire sleeping in it was cut into mud as scheduled, and the other person who was supposed to turn to ashes did not exist at all.

Zero Ninety-Six is not in the Pious Palace?

The giant spirit only felt a rumbling in his ears, a blank in his mind, and his body leaned back to be planted into the huge waves. The sword formation came out, the golden plate mud tire was wasted, the Buzi fierce river was angry, the world was in chaos, but 096 didn't die?

Lou Che shouted something in the wind, gesturing with his hands and feet, and a huge wave slapped over, eliminating everything in the palace.

Which of the other gods said or thought for no apparent reason, the sense of oppression that was so close at hand, the fear that was embattled, the feeling of torn bones, was not enough to drag people into hell?

And at this time, when the Yuanjun who was far away in the west found him, he had been dead in the palace for a long time. The heart socket was shattered by ten thousand swords, the tendons and veins were broken, and the death was miserable and indescribable. At that time, the palace was guarded by the Buddha's big golden red eagle, not to mention the sneaky killer, even a mosquito could not fly in.

No matter how stupid he was, he finally remembered one thing, that the demon was stationed on the other side of the river, not for any other reason, but waiting for this opportunity. The demon had calculated that the sword formation would cause the roar of the Buz River, and he reaped the benefits of the gods as they ran for their lives.

Of course, 096 will not be unaware.

He once stepped into the palace of the pious head to dust off the dust and offer a bouquet of white daisies to the long-silent goddess Mi Ning.

When he finished this worship, he saw the inner temple sleeping quietly and sleeping, or rather, the golden plate mud tire of the Yuan Jun. When he craned his gaze, he knew his plan would go according to plan.

No one in the world has broken the spell of the Golden Disc Mud Tire, but the Golden Pan Mud Tire is far from perfect, because the Mud Tire's imperceptible ear has a small eyelet.

This is nothing, and it will not bother people with this sacred and precious lotus turning thing. In order to find a way to crack the golden plate mud tire, he had read ancient tantras and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the Six Realms, until a recent memorial made him discover the wonderful use of a small thorn.

No matter how powerful things are on the surface, they have their dead holes, and this dead hole may be a grain of sand and a needle.

Only by skillfully exploiting the enemy's past or habits, rather than resorting to force, can we strike at the back of a-for-tat confrontation. The Lotus Turning Golden Disc Mud Fetus was impeccable, but after being pierced through the ear by the black thorns, it was this past that was so small that it was ignored that made him finally come up with a way to restrain Yu Yuanjun.

He no longer had the slightest hesitation and designed this play that confuses truth and falsehood. He nakedly threatened Yu Yuanjun at the funeral with a very direct gesture, he knew that the only and biggest bargaining chip for Hao Yuanjun was to turn the gold plate mud tire, in order to completely eradicate himself, Hao Yuanjun would definitely use the lotus to turn the gold plate mud tire, this artifact that once troubled him.

In order to get rid of him in one fell swoop, he turned the golden plate mud tire to shape the immortal body, and placed the fake immortal body in the pious palace, and subdued the sword formation, hoping to make the fake fake and real, and waiting for him to touch the mud tire and be killed by ten thousand swords.

The smartest thing about Yu Yuanjun is that he let the fake immortal body take the Dream Spirit Pill, but this one is also the most stupid. The moment the black thorn branch of the Sleeping Valley pierced the finger of Yu Yuanjun, everything was already doomed. One of the two black thorns was on the body of the Jinpan mud fetus, and the other was on the body of Yu Yuanjun, what a terrible coincidence.

You're in control. The holy relics of the lotus turn were pierced by the thorns of the Zhi'er, the fate of the master's mud fetus turned around the veins of the line, and the mud fetus in the palace of the pious head pierced the heart, and the Yuan Jun who was far away in the west also turned away.