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Many people know that the seal of King Qin Guang is in Chen Jing's hands, but Jun'an City is too far away from Baling and Jing River, and so much time has passed, the Immortal Heavenly Monarch who has heard of Chen Jing couldn't help but exclaim such a strange sentence after Chen Jing took out the seal of King Qin Guang. In his heart, he didn't really believe that this Qin Guangwang seal was really in Chen Jing's hands, the rumors were always distorted, and most people in Jiuhua Prefecture believed it, and some people began to disbelieve it when they left Jiuhua Prefecture.

The Immortal Heavenly Monarch hurriedly fled away, for him, no matter what the god was, as long as he came to Jun'an City, he would not be afraid. The only thing he is afraid of is the king's seal of the underworld, the ten halls of the underworld, each of which has a king's seal.

King Qin Guang printed five evil ghosts as if they were about to rush out of the big seal, but they only appeared at first, and slowly leaned out of their bodies from King Qin Guang's seal, their bodies were like substances, their bodies were dark and faint, their arms and shoulders were knotted with black muscles, and their eyes were glowing red. The blood basin opened its mouth, and the black cloud formed by the souls in the sky was swallowed into his mouth, and his hands reached out, grabbed those souls, tore off their arms, and stuffed them into his mouth, and unscrewed their heads, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed.

The yin spirits suddenly dispersed into the wind and rain, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, just like sitting up silently from the water on the ground when they appeared, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye after the Qin Guang Wang Yin appeared. Only the five demons on the seal of King Qin Guang were still able to grab the yin spirits from the void from time to time and tear them apart and eat. Unlike Chen Jing, who used his sword qi to smash the yin spirits and turn them into black clouds, these yin spirits would not disperse after being torn apart by the five evil ghosts sealed by King Qin Guang, and they were still struggling with their hands and feet.

There was still lightning and thunder in the sky, and the thunder light illuminated the entire Jun'an City, shining Chen Jing clearly on the long street, and his five roaring demons seemed to rush out of the palm of his hand, the closer to the palm of his hand, the smaller it became, as small as a finger, and the farther away from the palm of his hand, the bigger it was, as big as a millstone.

This scene is like the birth of a monster.

Although Chen Jing was able to drive the Qin Guang King Seal, he still couldn't completely control it since he got it until now, he originally wanted to use the Qin Guang King Seal to drive away those souls of faith that were imprisoned in Jun'an City, but the Qin Guang King Seal devoured the Yin Soul.

Suddenly, Chen Jing discovered that the five evil ghosts poking out of King Qin Guang's seal were actually devouring the vitality in Jun'an City.

Just as he was about to ban the seal of King Qin Guang, there was a sound of chanting Buddha in the darkness.

"I am compassionate."

An old monk dressed in gray cloth monk's robe walked from the long street behind Chen Jing, with a layer of pale golden light on his body, the wind and rain did not invade, the monk's robe was not wet at all, and the gray cloth shoes on his feet stepped on the street with stagnant water but did not get any moisture.

Chen Jing didn't look back, he was still walking forward, and at the same time, he forcibly forbade the five evil ghosts who had come out and frantically devoured the anger in Jun'an City back to the seal of King Qin Guang.

"Chen Siyu is so powerful." The old monk said.

As Chen Jing walked forward, he replied, "The soul of the person who sacrificed to me is still waiting for me, why should the monk appear behind himself and chase after me." ”

"As soon as Chen Siyu appeared, the city was full of wind and rain, and he abandoned the city because of one person, which is not the way of the gods." The monk twisted the golden Buddha beads in his hand and strode forward.

Chen Jing kept stopping, no matter how fast the monk walked, he kept the same distance from the monk, I don't know if it was the monk's reason or Chen Jing's reason.

Chen Jingping has not seen many monks in his life, and there are only three or two who have an impression, one is the great monk that Chen Jingyin saw when he couldn't leave the River Temple, and that is a monk who is enlightened. The other is Mu Zhen, a monk who was born with supernatural powers.

With Chen Jing's silence, the old monk in cloth was full of momentum.

Chen Jing seemed to be unable to answer the monk's words, the monk walked faster and faster, and the string of Buddhist beads in his hand was golden and dazzling.

At this moment, Chen Jing suddenly said: "Life is not important, how can it be measured. Monk, let me ask you, if 10,000 people say that the monk deserves to die, will the monk die? ”

"When a monk cultivates, how can he abandon his pretensions because of people's words." The monk said loudly, like a bell.

However, Chen Jing said at a very fast speed this time: "How can a man of God act because of the words of a monk and abandon his faith in the world. ”

"To take the faith of one man to harm many is a bad faith, and God does not take it." The monk said loudly.

The wind and rain in the sky were crazy, lightning and thunder. The monk chased after Chen Jing closely, and the law was strict, as if as long as Chen Jing couldn't answer a word, he would kill Chen Jing in the wind and rain long street.

Chen Jing suddenly had a divine light on his body, and said majestically: "Although it is one person, it is to pray for the righteousness of the world, and this alone is enough to be a stinger for all sentient beings." The monk said that I abandoned the living beings in the city, did I want to do the punishment of heaven? ”

"Because of one person, the laws of the world are disturbed, and the gods are also disturbed." The monk said loudly.

"Hahahaha......" Chen Jing laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" The monk asked, the golden light of the Buddha beads in his hand was actually much weaker than Chen Jing's laughter.

"Where did the human law come from, why did it come about, and for whom did it exist? Monk, why are the Buddhist beads in your hands golden, and are you cultivating the Tao of the world? ”

As Chen Jing's words fell, the momentum on the monk's body was greatly discharged, and the wind and rain turned into sword wires and swept away towards the monks. The golden light on the Buddhist beads in the monk's hand shone, wrapping the monk and disappearing in the wind and rain, and there was only a whirlpool in the same place for a long time.

Chen Jing was still striding in the wind and rain, and no one stopped him anymore, until he saw Zixiao Palace in front of his eyes, although he had been in Jun'an City for so long, it was the first time he saw Zixiao Palace.

In front of the palace gate facing the long street, there were only guards with long halberds, and the heavy rain washed over their bodies, flowing down their armor, and their faces were resolute, calm and silent, and their hands pressed on their long knives.

"Someone."

A guard saw Chen Jing and asked in a low voice.

The people in the wind and rain in the distance suddenly stopped, and the wind and rain suddenly subsided.

In the middle of the Zixiao Palace, the local guards who are specially used to discuss national affairs with the ministers are gathered, and the knives are unsheathed, the bows are wound, and the murderous atmosphere is high.

In the palace, King Zhao sat alone on a high chair, and next to him stood Concubine Sang and Concubine Sha. Below, Jing Du and Su Liang watched the wind and rain outside. Su Liang suddenly turned around and said, "King, the wind and rain will stop, and the evil gods will retreat." ”

After hearing this, King Zhao said happily: "It's still the Heavenly Monarch's high mana. ”

Jing Du said on the side: "King, if the rain god retreats, the wind and rain will rest, although the wind and rain are slightly weaker, the breath in the heart has not diminished at all, and the rain god has not retreated." ”

King Zhao was a little displeased.

"Boom ......" As if to verify Jing Du's words, thunder resounded in the sky, and it became even stronger.

The king hurriedly said, "This evil ...... Why does the rain god have to be difficult with the widow, can the Taoist say to the rain god on behalf of the widow, as long as he retreats, the widow will definitely sacrifice every year and never forget. ”

Su Liang in the Temple of Prayer for Heaven said quickly: "King, there is a Temple of Prayer for Heaven, why not be afraid of the evil gods, don't worry about the king." ”

However, before King Zhao could speak, Jing Du had already said: "What is an evil god, although he is a foreign god, he is also a true god, if the king can sacrifice to him, there will be a year of good weather and good weather." ”

"The god who robs him of his faith is an evil god, and he must not be sacrificed to him, otherwise the heavens will be chaotic and the gods will fight for faith, and there will be no peace in the world." Su Liang said.

There was a sudden exclamation in front of the hall, and a person appeared from the wind and rain, and his face could not be seen clearly in the wind and rain.

"Someone."

One of the guards shouted, and the sound shook the house.

The other party did not answer, and walked straight into the temple. The faces of the guards changed, and the commander of the guards shouted: "Kill." ”

Sharp arrows are fired. Several people jumped up and threw themselves into the wind and rain, and the sword light burst in, murderous.

"Stop."

The hall was quiet and said loudly.

"Ahh

The arrow fell on the man and shattered into smoke.

The knife shatters, and the person flies upside down.

"Mr. Momo, why are you here?"

Jing Du greeted him, and Su Liang also followed closely and shouted Mr. Tao.

This Mr. Peach has white hair, and in his hand he holds a peach cane that is taller than the others, and there are a few young shoots on the peachwood cane, and his whole body is soaked, but the peach cane is clean and clean, without a single wet mark.

"Mr. Tao, it's good that you're here, tell the widow quickly, what's going on outside, where are the Heavenly Monarch, Baiyun Zhenren, and Venerable Enlightenment."

King Zhao walked down from the throne quickly, and asked quickly before he could tell Mr. Momo. This person is Mr. Tao in the Jumang Palace.

"Don't worry, the king, although his mana is strong, he can't enter this Zixiao Palace, if he comes in, we will uphold the ancestor's will seal all the cultivators who enter the Fengshen platform." Mr. Tao said.

"With the words of the gentleman, the widow is carefree." King Zhao said happily.

The water vapor on Mr. Tao's body was actually dry between these words, and he said: "King please rest assured, the Formation of the Gods relies on the imperial qi in Jun'an City for thousands of years, which can suppress all things, and the Zhongyuan Kingdom has been inherited for thousands of years, and even the gods are afraid of the gods in the face of this thousand-year-old humane atmosphere." ”

King Zhao was very happy, and there was no worry before. Sitting on the king's chair again, the left and right concubines and sand concubines leaned up.

Mr. Peach turned to look out of the hall.

At this time, Chen Jing was walking in front of the Zixiao Palace, and in front of the palace gate, the Lord of Baiyun appeared out of thin air and appeared in the rainless place, with a snow-white dust on the side of his arm.

Those guards didn't seem to see the White Cloud Viewer at all. After asking Chen Jing but not getting an answer, two of them glanced at each other and then stepped into the wind and rain with the handle of the knife in their hands, and came towards Chen Jing.

"Jinao Island Interception Sect Baiyun has seen Si Yu Heavenly God." The Lord of the White Cloud Pavilion said, Chen Jing did not make a sound, and the Lord of the White Cloud Pavilion said: "I don't know where the gods came from. ”

Just as his words fell, Chen Jing suddenly opened his mouth and blew out a mouthful of white light.

Suddenly, the wind howled and the rain poured down. The wind accompanied by the rain seemed to be alive, and the white clouds swept away.

The two guards, who had approached, floated up like leaves and fell under the gates. And the face of the Baiyun Guan Lord under the city changed greatly, he rolled up the dust in his hand, flicked his sleeves and disappeared behind the door, and at the moment when he disappeared, the gate was blown off by the wind, and the gate was opened.

"Uh......h Call...... Whew, woo......"

The wind and rain, lightning and thunder roared, and the low pressure swept down from the dark clouds at the head of Jun'an City.

King Zhao was suddenly involved in the palace where the king was located, and the guards at the door couldn't open their eyes, couldn't stand, and staggered.

Jing Du and Su Liang were full of brilliance, and they each drank low. Jing Du drew talismans, Su Liang recited mantras, but in the wind and rain, their talismans and spells were instantly shattered, and the brilliance on their bodies dissipated in an instant.

They only feel that what is blowing on them is not wind and rain at all, but endless sword wires.

Their garments have rotted away for thousands of years in the wind and rain, and they have no power to resist and turn into cloth.

King Zhao let out a loud shout and hid behind his chair in fright. Only Mr. Peach in the hall still stood there with a peach cane in his hand, and the peach cane in his hand was full of green light. It's just that King Zhao couldn't see the look of horror on his face.