The giant red hand covered the sky and the sun, and slammed everyone present with the rolling snow.

"Horn!"

Aoguanhai let out a dragon roar and turned into a dragon body. After being promoted to the rank of Celestial Dragon, his dragon body was more than fifty zhang long, and he had two wings on his back.

The blood light on Wu Mingkong's body flickered, and he stimulated the Martial Ancestor bloodline in his body, and his speed skyrocketed, and he instantly moved out of the attack range of the giant hand.

Several other Heaven and Earth Xuanmen disciples did not have such good luck, their strength was no more powerful than Wu Shuai, which was equivalent to lifting people. In front of the red giant hand, he had no power to resist, and was suddenly slapped into the snow.

"Boom!"

The giant red hand moved away, and a pit several feet deep appeared in the snow layer. A few disciples of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen couldn't live now.

Huge snowballs slid down from the sky and smashed into the maple forest, knocking down miles of maple forest like red waves.

The snow surged, and I saw another giant red hand stretched out from the snow. Two giant hands supported the ground, turning over the snow that had been precipitated in Xiling for thousands of years, and a humanoid giant beast appeared in everyone's eyes.

The humanoid giant beast is as high as a hundred feet, which is nothing compared to Xiling, which stands thousands of miles on the wall, but Zhang Yi and other scholars are like ants in front of him.

Even the arrogant view of Ying Long's body, compared to him, is like a little snake.

Cover the sky with one hand!

"Mountain ghosts!"

Ao Guanhai activated Ying Long's bloodline, and there were many more things in his memory, and he instantly recognized what this giant beast was.

Zhang Yi was slightly drunk, he originally wanted to use the sorrow and grievance in "Yanqiu Ci" to attack the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, but he never thought that he would really summon a mountain ghost.

And just now a huge snowball rolled past him, leaving him unscathed, and he must have been blessed by the mountain ghosts.

Mountain ghosts, also known as mountain gods.

In ancient times, the Son of Heaven sacrificed heaven and earth to canonize meritorious heroes, among which those with great merits can be called gods. God's cultivation is like a great sage, who can change the heavens and the earth, move mountains and reclaim the sea.

The mountain god is a wild god who lacks merit and cannot be canonized by the Son of Heaven. There are many types of them, they have different strengths, they do not respect the orders of the Son of Heaven, and act on their own will, so the successive Sons of Heaven in Great Xia are particularly disliked.

And most of these mountain ghosts are human races or other races after death, resentful spirits are combined with the spirit veins of mountains and rivers, and they have the power of mountains and rivers, but they can't leave the mountains and rivers they incarnate.

Before Great Xia, Qu Zi, the most outstanding among the scholars, had great respect for these mountain gods. He believes that although the mountain ghosts do not often help the human race, they kill the demon and water demon and can be called a friend of the human race.

One of Qu Zi's hand-me-down articles, "Nine Songs", has "Mountain Ghosts" to commemorate mountain ghosts.

Zhang Yi's "Yanqiu Ci" is naturally not as good as "Mountain Ghost Chapter", even if it mentions mountain ghosts, it is only one sentence. He really didn't expect that he would actually summon such a rumored wild god.

This mountain god is about 100 feet tall, with two peaks on his chest raised, and should belong to women. Her forehead was slightly frowned, full of sorrow, the reason why she heard that "Yanqiu Ci" appeared, must have been a resentful woman who was hurt by love before her death.

......

The appearance of the mountain ghost made everyone present and hidden in the shadows freeze their figures.

Wu Mingkong's eyes widened, he stimulated the Martial Ancestor bloodline, and he knew everything that Martial Ancestor did back then.

Zhuge clan's carrying of seventy-two peaks can be called a miracle in the world, but the help of many mountain gods is still indispensable. They voluntarily surrendered to the Zhuge clan, which made it much easier for the Zhuge clan to complete this miracle.

The reason why Wu Zu failed to steal the fruits of the Zhuge clan was not only punished by heaven, but also had a lot to do with the resistance of these mountain gods.

And on a hill a few miles away from Xiling, Qiu Yishui, Lian Qing and others were staring blankly at the mountain ghosts.

Curtain Qing muttered: "Senior sister, with the help of this mountain god, why does Zhang Gongzi need me to help, I am really a little worried." ”

Qiu Yishui was stunned in place, for Zhang Yi's safety, she not only invited her senior sister and sister to help, but also released the news to the Tianchen Army that the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen dared to intercept and kill Li Qiye, with the Tianchen Army's style, they would naturally retaliate with a tooth for a tooth.

It's just that I didn't expect that the four disciples of the Floating Cloud Heavenly Palace, as well as the Tianchen Army who were hiding in the shadows to watch the play, were all stunned by the sudden appearance of the mountain ghost.

Just when everyone was stunned, a strong shout came out.

"Evil Dragon, the old monk has finally found you!"

A sharp voice sounded from the maple forest, and the old monk in the red robe was like an eagle falcon pounced on the rabbit, instantly taking off into the air, and the demon pestle in his hand struck the head of the Aoguan Sea Dragon.

The dragon body of the Aoguanhai dragon turned, and the dragon's tail rolled up the mountain snow, blatantly hitting the thin old monk.

The demon pestle in the hands of the old monk flashed with golden light, which was a manifestation of the strong cultivation of Buddhism. In a place like the Great Zhou Dynasty that was shrouded in cultural luck, he was able to condense the aura of Buddhism so strongly, this old monk was naturally a real genius.

Before a man and a dragon could get close, they were shattered by a giant red fist, and each of them crashed dozens of feet apart.

The mountain god is on the side, how can he allow others to be presumptuous.

Ao Guanhai was in pain, but he laughed and said, "Old monk, your current strength is not the emperor's opponent at all." Tsk, I didn't expect that the emperor would be able to absorb the breath of the heavenly dragon in the dragon talisman and make your bamboo basket empty. ”

The old monk looked at the mountain ghost in shock and saluted with his hands. The Buddhist disciples respected these wild gods much more than scholars, and he said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Since the mountain god has stopped you, as long as you hand over the dragon talisman, then I will let you go." ”

"Old monk, you are still so shameless. Ten years ago, your two disciples bullied the people's daughters and were beheaded by me, and you imprisoned me for ten years, which can be regarded as a write-off. But you actually teamed up with these cult disciples to refine the emperor, do you know that this is a great disrespect to the dragon clan? Not to mention you, even if it is the Buddhas of the Buddha Sect, can they take care of it?" He just wants everyone to hear it, so that the old monk can't argue.

The old monk did not defend himself, because he only had one mouth, shook his head and said: "When I said that I would imprison you for twenty years, I only imprisoned you for twenty years, and what you said has nothing to do with me." ”

He looked at Wu Mingkong, vaguely remembering the young monk who came to the temple five years ago, his eyes suddenly showed some shame, he folded his hands, and said: "But this matter is also inseparable from the old monk, Xuankong is my entry into the door, since he committed the great precept of the human race, intending to murder the Dragon Emperor." The old monk will kill him in the palm of his hand, and that dragon talisman will be regarded as reparation to the Dragon Emperor. ”

With that, the old monk turned and left.

"Drink!"

The mountain ghost screamed, the rocks fell, the snowflakes danced wildly, and the maple leaves roared into the air from the forest, blocking the way of the old monk.

I didn't open this mountain, I didn't plant this tree. But here, it's all my incarnation. How can you come and go as you please?

Zhang Yi looked at the mountain ghost, shook his head slightly, and begged her to let the old monk leave. He could see that the old monk had absolutely nothing to do with the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, everything was caused by the conspiracy of Wu Mingkong and Wu Chengkong.

The mountain ghost nodded slightly.

(To be continued.) )