Si Ming Zhenjun didn't pay much attention to Qi Xuansu, or that the immortals had thousands of thoughts, just now one of the thoughts was slightly aimed at Qi Xuansu, as if he had hit a mosquito casually, it was best to kill, it didn't matter if he didn't die, Si Ming Zhenjun's main energy was still on Jinling Mansion.

He came to the world with great difficulty, of course, not to shake off his majesty, let alone to be an enemy of the Daomen, but to strengthen himself with blood sacrifices.

I saw Si Ming Zhenjun open his hands, the two cuffs seemed to be infinitely large, deep and invisible, and endless yin qi was rolling out of it, first permeating the circle of a hundred zhang around his body, and then quickly spreading in all directions, the sky and the earth were dark, like falling nine shades.

This kind of scene, in the eyes of ordinary people, is no less than the legendary underworld, even if it is a Taoist spiritual official, he must be afraid and chill all over his body.

Zhang Yuelu's expression was solemn, and he reached out and pinched a wisp of black mist with two fingers, and gently twisted it on his fingertips, discerning what was the difference between these yin qi and the yang qi in the human world.

The world is yang, the underworld is yin, and the ghost realm is created in the world, which is destined to be rejected by the world, and the way of heaven is intolerable, so it cannot last, which is also one of the reasons why Si Ming Zhenjun rarely takes action in person.

If you look down from above, a huge shadow is spreading around the center of Zhenwu Lake.

Wherever the yin qi passed, the grass and trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the green color faded rapidly, and the ground was yellow. The ground is cracked and shows a trend of desertification. Even the Qinhuai River has been drained of water, and the water surface has dropped again and again, revealing the strange fish in the river.

All the people in the city who are contaminated with the "gift", as long as they are blown by the yin wind, will quickly age, the skin will dry up, the flesh will melt, and in an instant they will become a dry corpse with skin and bones.

At the same time, wisps of living souls flew out of their bodies, and they were swept into the yin wind, all converging in the direction of Zhenwu Lake.

There are classics in the Daomen record, the drought came to the world, and the red land was thousands of miles. Now this kind of power is not inferior in the slightest.

In the blink of an eye, the True Martial Arts Temple and its area within a radius of dozens of miles have completely turned into a withered and dead domain.

Si Ming Zhenjun's hands were spread left and right, his big sleeves fluttering, and he let the black yin qi in his sleeves whistle.

The Yin Qi carried the souls and flesh and blood of countless living beings into Si Ming Zhenjun's body, and then turned into more Yin Qi from the cuffs and rolled out, and there was a posture that continued to spread outward without stopping, and in an instant, it had covered most of the Jinling Mansion City.

Si Ming Zhenjun actually wanted to turn the entire Jinling Mansion City into a dead city.

In addition, the yin qi turned into layers of lead clouds, replacing the thunderclouds shrouded in the sky above Jinling Mansion, constantly pressing down, so thick that it almost dripped water, there was no thunder whistling and rolling, but there were countless yin spirits that seemed to have nothing to swim, disappearing from time to time, making people feel indescribable depression in their hearts.

As the yin qi becomes more and more intense, within the pervasive range of yin qi, even if the person who is not contaminated with the "gift", his skin and flesh begin to slowly dry up, and the soul in the body gradually shows signs of leaving the body.

However, according to the distance, it is also different, people who are closer to Si Ming Zhenjun are already stiff and unable to move, while those who are a little farther away from Si Ming Zhenjun are still just lost souls, if they can get rid of this soul-dementoring yin qi in time, there is still a glimmer of life.

The black gas spread like a sea, and many people were desperately fleeing out of the city. There are powerful people in the city, as well as people from the rivers and lakes, and even some Taoist priests and spiritual officials.

A martial artist walked a little slower, and was suddenly trapped by the yin qi, and he had no choice but to use his blood qi to forcibly lock the flesh and soul from being taken away by the yin qi.

However, the yin qi is endless, like the sea in a stormy season, the waves are stormy, even those who know the nature of the water have to go with the flow, and when they are exhausted, they will sink to the bottom.

As the black qi continued to wash away, the blood qi on this martial man's body became more and more dim, like a candle in the wind, and his whole person was like a person falling into the water in the tide of the waves, and he would be swallowed up at any time.

He gritted his teeth desperately and persevered, trying his best to continue walking, but at this time it was like going up the river and in a swamp quagmire, and every step was extremely difficult.

The next moment, the majestic yin qi came like a big wave, engulfing it in an instant, and after a while, the yin qi was like a tide receding, leaving only a dried corpse.

A qi refiner was walking briskly, and suddenly, a yin wind blew in his face, he was defenseless, and was lifted on his back, tumbling all the way, until he hit the wall a few feet away, and then stopped the momentum. Rao is Qi Refiner's physique is second only to the Qi Immortal and the Martial Artist, far better than the Fang Shi and Wu Zhu, and he also feels dizzy under such a collision, and there is no pain in the upper and lower parts of Zhou's body, as if he is about to fall apart.

As soon as he got up, he saw an officer come out of the yin qi.

These officials are very different from the officials in the Da Bao'en Temple, in addition to the impenetrable pitch-black armor, there is a floating semi-hollow disc behind them, composed of a black moon and a white sun, similar to the yin and yang double fish of the Daomen, slowly rotating. The shoulders, belts, and shoes of the armor are also decorated with extravagant corpses.

Such a metal disc cannot make the commander a celestial, but he has the ability to fly.

They are the personal guards of the Si Ming Zhenjun, and they came to the world with the Si Ming Zhenjun.

The Qi Refiner was taken aback, turned around and wanted to run, but the officer took a step forward, as if shrinking into an inch, and instantly came behind the Qi Refiner, and the bronze ancient sword in his hand swept by.

This sword actually seemed to be Qi Xuansu's ghost knife, and after a sweep, the Qi Refiner was unscathed, but his face turned gray, and he had lost all his vitality.

After the commander collected his sword, an illusory figure with a sword wound was dragged out of his body.

Immediately after that, the yin wind rolled up, covering the figure of the commander, and at the same time, taking away the soul, and turning the qi refiner into a dry corpse.

Similar scenes are playing out in various parts of Jinling Province.

For Si Ming Zhenjun, the higher his cultivation, the greater the benefits brought by his flesh and soul, and he can't let it go either.

It is true that the gods feed on the power of incense, but in the ancient wilderness, the blood sacrifices offered to the gods were also prosperous, and even in Buddhism, there was no shortage of blood sacrifices, such as human bones and so on.

In other words, the immortals can also feed on flesh and blood, but with the development of the world, the blood sacrifice gradually declined, and compared with the incense wishing power, the biggest shortcoming of the blood sacrifice is that the aftermath is serious and unsustainable, and it is easy to exhaust the fish. If you put it bluntly, the appearance of eating is too ugly and not tolerated by the world.

It's just that Si Ming Zhenjun is now eating the overlord's meal, and he doesn't care what he eats or not.

He took such a big risk just to become a fat man in one bite.

Si Ming Zhenjun's body rose again and again, a hundred feet high, overlooking Jinling Mansion, like a godless king standing between heaven and earth.

Countless pro-guard officials centered on Si Ming Zhenjun, hovering in the sky above Jinling Mansion.

As long as it takes twelve hours, Si Ming Zhenjun can completely squeeze out Jinling Mansion, and the huge benefits brought by Jinling Mansion are enough for him to be fearless of the revenge of the Daomen.

If he can eat it.

Of course, before swallowing the entire Jinling Mansion, he had to deal with Bai Yingqiong first.

A celestial being in the immeasurable stage can be regarded as a great supplement.

As for the celestial man in the creation stage, unless he directly descended to the world with his true body, he couldn't ask for extravagance, after all, he could still escape if he couldn't beat him. However, if you come to the world in your true body, you may fall.

If the incense wish is not enough to be reborn in the kingdom of God, then he will fall into the first death and begin a long sleep, and it is not up to him when he wakes up. The point is that he can't react to the outside world when he is asleep, and the Dao Sect will inevitably take this opportunity to wipe out the Zhiming Sect. Without the Confession Sect, the incense power will be cut off, and the kingdom of God will be unable to maintain sooner or later, and it will soon enter the second death, that is, sleeping into a coma and fake death, and there is only one step away from true death.

Bai Yingqiong's heart was full of despair.

Replaced by Cihang Zhenren here, it is still unknown who killed the deer. But Bai Yingqiong faced Si Ming Zhenjun alone, but she was dead.

Si Ming Zhenjun no longer maintained the posture of opening his hands, stretched out a palm, and grabbed Bai Yingqiong like covering the sky and the sun.

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