"Since you want to find death, of course I will fulfill you. As soon as Balsu finished shouting, a clear voice instantly spread throughout the entire Khan Palace.

The moment they heard this voice, all the nobles of the Eight Divisions had a great increase in their courage in their hearts, as if there was nothing in the world that they were afraid of.

"Look at the sky!" Chao Lu's eyes inadvertently looked at the sky, and he couldn't help but grow his mouth. All I saw was a golden rainbow bridge, rising from the east and hanging over the entire palace.

Immediately afterwards, two white and flawless white horses, dragging a gold-cast carriage, slowly drove from one end of the Hongqiao. The sun shone on the back of the golden carriage and was faded into the background.

At this moment, all the thoughts of horror and surrender were in everyone's hearts, and the carriage was like the ride of the gods, coming with the light of the sun.

In the carriage sat a man and a woman, the man wearing a crown and a golden tartar sweatsuit. The woman was of great beauty and wore the garb of Kotun Tatar.

"Meet the Khan of Arakhan. Chaolu looked at the carriage on the Hongqiao and couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and the rest of the nobles of the eight departments also bowed one after another. They bowed down not only to the Venerable Arakhan, but also to the unfathomable power of the sorcerer, no, no, it should be the Celestial Lord.

Years later, the Tatar annals recorded that the golden bridge rose from the east and the sun's brilliance dimmed. The Khan rode in the chariot of the gods and walked over the bridge.

The gods made a pact with the Khan, that the steppes would be to the Tatars, and the skies to the gods.

This event, also known as the "Golden Bridge Alliance", spread among the northern steppes, and all Tatars remember this most glorious day.

The carriage slowly descended from the sky, and the horse's hooves trampled on the ground with a crisp and pleasant sound. Compared with Bodi's appearance, Balsu, who stood on the altar, looked so mediocre.

Balsu's face looked extremely ugly at the moment. Although those people in Black Ben are evil, the evil methods they use are still within the acceptable range of ordinary people, such as cursing, such as exorcism.

However, this makes people fly in the sky, what is this? It's not a level at first glance. At first glance, people look dignified, which is more in line with everyone's definition of gods.

"You asked me to come, and now, here I am. In the sky, the clear voice reappeared. Barsu looked around, but found no figure.

However, he didn't notice that the nobleman in front of him suddenly widened his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Big ...... Great Khan, back. The nobleman trembled and stretched out his finger and pointed behind Balsu, and when he heard this, Balsu turned his head suddenly, and a man in a white robe stood behind him.

The man was dressed in white and barefoot, with a circle of aura on the back of his head, his body was illusory, as if he had no substance, and his body exuded a broad and hopeful atmosphere.

The moment they felt this breath, they all had the idea of surrendering, regardless of whether they were friends or enemies.

This is just a trace of Fang Hong's thoughts, he has already entered the ranks of the four grades at this moment, the divine body cannot be out of the body at all, if there is no physical body to cover it, his divine body is like a bright light in the darkness, undoubtedly revealed under the destiny of heaven.

"How dare you pretend to be a ghost here!" Balsu twitched from his waist and pulled out a scimitar several feet long. This scimitar was made by the best craftsmen of the Tatars, and it was easy to cut gold and jade.

He immediately brandished his scimitar and slashed towards Fang Hong's body. His wave was also to give himself courage, he didn't believe that there was a real god in this world.

"Bold. Fang Hong shouted, and the entire Khan Palace, immediately surging, flying sand and stones, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the end had come.

A gust of wind swept over, directly blowing Balsu over, from the high altar of the altar, to the ground.

Originally, this Balsu was also the Khan of Chahar, and was recognized by most of the nobles, and the luck of the Tatars would definitely bless him. Fang Hong's supernatural powers didn't hurt him so easily.

However, this is also his own death, and he actually introduced evil sects such as Black Ben into the Tatars, and also used the evil art of Black Ben to kill the nobles who resisted him, and stirred up the entire Tatar luck. Under such a chaotic situation, Fang Hong was naturally like a fish in water, and no one could stop him.

You must know that Fang Hong's divine power is huge, but there are also many restrictions, and it is difficult to cause damage to people with strong luck. But what Black Ben is good at is evil arts, which are specifically aimed at breaking people's luck and hurting people's lives, and Fang Hong's upright supernatural powers are two completely different ways.

For example, in Han folklore, there is a technique called "aversion to victory", after it is performed, it will cause restlessness in the family house and decay of luck. What's even more powerful is a thing called witchcraft, which is specially circulated among the royal family, and the crown prince of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was not killed because of witchcraft.

If he hadn't used the evil art of black benzene to disrupt his luck, Fang Hong would have to spend some more time if he wanted to deal with him.

"Using human skin as a drum is really harmful to the peace. Fang Hong's gaze fell on the big drum in the middle of the Black Bon cultists on the side.

In order to make this human skin drum, it is necessary to find ninety-nine women with extremely heavy yin qi and torture them repeatedly. After nine days of torture, a piece of skin was peeled alive from their belly and then made into a human skin drum.

This drum is filled with a strong resentment and death, and when it is beaten, it will shock your soul, loosen your soul and body, and if you listen to it for a long time, your soul may leave your body and become a living dead.

When Fang Hong first became a god, his soul was separated from his body, and the feeling of drowning was still fresh in his memory. If the soul of an ordinary person leaves his body, he will not have as good luck as him.

The person who can make this skin drum is simply crazy, and of course Fang Hong can't see it. With a wave of his hand, a little spark fell from the void and fell on the man's skin drum.

With just a bang, the spark instantly burst out more than three feet high, and a huge blue flame wrapped the whole human skin drum.

"Howl. "Everyone's ears seemed to hear endless screams, which made people's limbs chill, as if they had fallen into ghosts.

The resentment in this person's skin drum was too heavy, and everyone had just received the influence of the drum, and their souls were loosened, and they even heard the terrible sound in the meantime.

In Fang Hong's eyes, on top of this human skin drum, the faces of ninety-nine women were entangled. This is the soul of those women mixed with resentment, bound to this human drum forever, tormented from generation to generation.