The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground.

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds emanated from the ancient Buddha's body and echoed through the room.

There is an illusion all around, pieces of auspicious clouds, golden lotus, a statue of Zhangliu golden body Buddha stands here, reciting Buddhist scriptures, and purifying the world.

Tyre!

Wang Qian let out a light snort, and with a bang, the illusion disintegrated and disappeared.

There is still the same house around, and there is still the golden Buddha in front of him, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

The Buddha statue suddenly turned around, but behind it was a different appearance, with a ghostly face and fangs, a throne made of skeletons under him, and the Buddha beads in his hand were also made of human heads and skull bones.

One side is the Buddha, the other side is the Buddha and the demon, is it the Buddha or the demon?

The golem stared at Wang Gan and let out a strange laugh, which was very terrifying.

A cloud of black gas floated out of the bronze statue, conjuring up a hideous figure, with a huge blue and black body, a large mouth of blood, sharp teeth and fangs.

The surrounding scene changed, and under his feet were a series of white bones floating in the blood water, and the demon god in front of him was holding half a corpse in his hand, and the blood was still flowing.

Kill, kill, kill, die, die, die!

A burst of black gas rushed towards Wang Gan, and the golden light on his body flashed, and it bounced away directly.

He raised his hand and pressed it, and the mana surged.

Dumping Mountain,

The illusions around him were shattered and returned to normal, and the statue of the demon god was still in front of him.

"Be honest with me!"

Wang Qian raised his hand and flexed his fingers, and a brain melon exploded on the head of the demon god.

Buzzing, the bronze statue of the demon god trembled, and after a moment, with a creak, the bronze statue turned, and the ghost face disappeared, turning into a Buddha statue sitting on the lotus throne.

It's very interesting.

Wang Qian got up and opened the file bag and looked through the contents.

I found a stack of materials, one of which is about "Shenzhi Peak", which is detailed about the location of the mountain, the relevant topography and landforms, and some information about the "mountain god" in the back.

When he continued to look through, Wang Gan saw a bit of information about himself, including name, age, education, major, family relationship, and even blood, all of which were recorded, and the information was very detailed.

"The investigation is really detailed!"

Wang Qian looked through several other materials, including about the "Jiaolong" incident, about the "bloody corpse," and some legends and materials about the "Qinglongling."

He looked at the frozen guys.

These investigations are not only about themselves, but also about a lot of rumors in Shenzhou, which are absolutely ill-intentioned.

He made a direct call to Qi Chuanjia and told him about the situation here.

"Wait a minute, I'll arrange for someone to come over immediately."

Qi Chuanjia on the other side of the phone also attached great importance to it after hearing this, although he was no longer in Jicheng at this time, he immediately arranged for others in the bureau to lead the team to deal with this matter.

At this moment, a sudden sword light appeared, and three people appeared in mid-air, three people in the same costume, rushing towards him with knives.

Shan Shan,

Wang Gan slapped his palm, and two figures of the three people in the air dissipated directly, and the remaining one flew out upside down, blood spilled in the air, and hit the wall, becoming a painting, a bloody painting.

Then there was a dense sound of footsteps, and Wang Qian walked out of the room, and the corridor was lined with sword-wielding warriors.

"Who is Your Excellency and why are you here?"

"No need to talk nonsense, let's go on one piece!" Wang Qian said coldly.

Ahh

Wang Gan raised his hand is a palm,

Boom, more than a dozen people on the side flew out almost at the same time, as if they had been knocked down by a speeding car, and fell on the wall, ceiling, and floor, swords flying, blood splashing,

The knives in their hands either snapped directly, or stabbed into the bodies of their companions, or severed their arms, slashing their bodies.

No one was intact, and there was a wail.

Pedal pedal, thump,

The other people who rushed over stopped almost at the same time, looking at Wang Gan in shock, and no one dared to step forward.

"This, how is this done!"

"Is he a god!?"

Baga, a scolding.

The people with knives looked back, and then very consciously divided to the sides, making way in the middle, and at the end of the corridor stood a middle-aged man in a special robe.

The white robes were embroidered with clouds like fire.

"I have heard the Daimyo for a long time, Lord Yamagami, please forgive them for their rudeness!" He bowed slightly towards Wang Qian, looking respectful.

Obviously very annoyed in his heart, he couldn't wait to take a knife and slice him, a thousand knives, but on the surface, he was very respectful, as if the subordinates met the superiors, and the juniors saw the elders, I have to say that this skill is still very good.

"I apologize for our previous actions, we really hope to cooperate with Lord Sanshen."

"Cooperation?" Wang Qian was stunned when he heard this.

"That's right, it's cooperation, you step down." With a wave of his hand, the group of swordsmen in the hallway retreated.

"I'm not going to work with you."

"There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests, and we can provide enough benefits for Lord Mountain God."

"For example......"

"Pills, magic weapons, exercises, as long as we can provide, we will definitely satisfy you in a limited way."

"Ah, I heard that you have a mirror and some doorways, can you show me?"

"The Eight Mirrors are a national treasure of Dongying, and they are enshrined in the shrine, and if you want to see it, you can go to Dongying." The middle-aged man smiled.

"Duplicity, it's almost ready outside, right?" Wang Qian pointed outside.

The man on the other side, whose expression had been respectful and calm after hearing this, finally changed.

"Come on, let me see what you're up to."

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" The white-robed man said coldly, and the previous respect was not visible at all.

"Five Elements Sealing Demon Seal!"

"What?!" Wang Qian was stunned for a moment.

He also thought that he had heard it wrong, and carefully felt the rising power outside, which was indeed the power of the five elements.

A thousand-year-old tree in the courtyard, this is wood,

A bronze lion more than one man high, this is gold,

A lotus pond with clear water, this is water,

There is also a statue made of fiery red cinnabar stone, like a dancing flame, which is fire;

There is also the earth as the earth, and it is indeed full of five elements.

The aura of the five elements, which was almost visible to the naked eye, gradually lit up, the formation was stimulated, and the power of the five elements began to flow.

It's actually a five-element spell, it's really an accident, a surprise!

"So confident, and still holding the array eye on your body?"

Wang Qian stared at the middle-aged man in front of him, and felt a mana fluctuation on his body, which was interconnected with the power of the five elements that was stimulated outside, guiding them to converge here.

"It's worthy of the mountain god, you can detect it!" The middle-aged man's hands quickly sealed.

Seal!