Huang Fengyu's golden seal is not trivial.

Although the gold seal is not a legal treasure, it is also a well-known magic soldier, which is modeled after the seal of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain.

This piece in his hand has been blessed by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and has the effect of suppressing gods and dispersing ghosts, exorcising demons and subduing demons.

Waiting for idle ghosts, monsters, it is simply touching the soul and scattering, and the bones and tendons will break when rubbing.

Yuan Gong is also the god of heaven and earth, with the blessing of heaven and merit, so he was not shattered by Huang Fengyu's golden body.

But at this moment, it is a full quarter of an hour, and they are all confused and can't hold themselves.

When he came to his senses and gathered his thoughts, he felt that his golden body was unexpectedly unstable.

Cracks have begun to explode on the body, revealing cracks in the wood inside.

Yuan Gong was shocked, and quickly staggered to his feet, looking at Wai Yuan Mountain, only to see that most of the entire mountain had collapsed.

Obviously, by the time he was in turmoil, most of the mountain roots had been destroyed.

Without the roots of the mountain as the cornerstone and the mountain Qi as the skeleton, the mountain began to decompose and collapse.

A mountain, without its roots and Qi, is like a living person whose heart and bones have been removed, and the whole mountain will collapse into a mound.

Perhaps many years later, as the leylines of the earth move, new mountain roots can be born and new mountain qi can be gathered.

But at that time, he Yuan Gong didn't know how many years he had dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Too much deception, too much deception!" Yuan Gong knelt on the ground and looked up to the sky and howled.

Wai Yuan Shan became like this, almost hit hard, even if he had the ability to stop it now, it was too late.

It's like a person who is terminally ill and has no good medicine.

"It's all you, it's all you!" Yuan Gong's eyes were red, and he turned his head sharply to look at Xuan Lingzi and the others.

But none of them ever looked at him.

The disgusted look seemed to Yuan Gong as if he was a piece of, and he would stain his eyes at a glance.

Think of the time when they ask for themselves, treating themselves as if they were respectful guests.

Xuan Lingzi and others even called themselves brothers and sisters, promising many benefits.

But now, he has abandoned himself.

"Hateful, hateful!"

Yuan Gong actually didn't know whether Li Chengjing was an evil cultivator or not, he mourned that Yuan Mountain was already remote, and he only had caravans to and fro, and he didn't know much about the outside world.

"I, Yuan Weiming, studied at the age of seven, showed talent at the age of sixteen, engaged in business at the age of twenty, and was rich in the world at the age of forty. After his death, the people sent thousands of miles to each other, and the local prefect personally renamed this mountain as Waiyuan Mountain. I didn't expect that I would end up like this. What kind of metaphysical revision, bullshit, you bullshit aren't! ”

Yuan Gong held the golden body that was about to be shattered with one hand, and pointed at Xuan Lingzi and the others with the other and scolded.

Then he looked at the human purgatory below, wailed and cried, and knelt down to kowtow to the soldiers below the mountain.

"It's me Yuan Weiming who is blind, I mistakenly believe in traitors, it's me Yuan Weiming who hurt you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

His cry attracted the attention of the monks of the various peaks on the mountain, but unfortunately, few people showed sympathetic expressions towards him, and most of them were disgusted.

However, Huang Fengyu dared to fight a mountain god, but he did not dare to kill a mountain god.

scolded Yuan Gong for being an obscene wild god, but after all, he was a serious god, and the consequences of killing a god were unimaginable.

When the time comes, even if he is dead, Ziwei Palace will also decree the netherworld and punish the guilty.

They don't want to be tortured by that inhuman in the underworld.

"If you are sanctimonious and wantonly kill the people, how different is it from the devil, and if the old man dies today, he will die, and you will also bring your crimes to heaven. The golden body book rune, straight to the Purple Palace! I respectfully ask the Emperor of the Arctic of Zhongtian Ziwei to accept my charm and repay my grievances! ”

When they heard this, the faces of all the monks changed dramatically.

I wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

I saw that Yuan Gong's golden body suddenly exploded, and the golden body powder mixed with merit turned into a golden talisman in mid-air, recording the evil deeds of all of them, and then soared into the sky, heading straight for the North Pole.

"Old thing, hateful!"

Huang Fengyu scolded.

Mourning Yuan Mountain was destroyed, and this mountain god was already doomed to die.

But if you want to die, you will die, but he has to pull all of them on their backs, which is really hateful.

"We are really cold, in order to get rid of the demon Dao, we are willing to sacrifice our lives and fill in the Tao, I didn't expect that we were not persecuted by the demon Dao, but we were so slandered by our own people."

Some people were cold, their faces were heavy, and there was a fear that could not be concealed.

Unlike mortals, there are only various fantasies and legends about the underworld.

These cultivators, but they really understand what the hell the hell is like in the underworld.

It was a place where there was no reason to talk about at all, the little ghosts below were greedy for money and merit, and the judges of Hades above had almost no feelings, and would only act according to the laws of the Yin Division.

Now, Yuan Gong used his life and his life's Shinto merits to sue directly to the Purple Palace.

Even the Emperor Ziwei is afraid that he will personally ask.

They were almost certain that when they entered the Netherworld after their deaths, they would be pressed by the demons to the Yama Hall for trial as soon as possible.

When Xuan Lingzi saw this scene, he immediately opened his mouth to persuade him: "Fellow Daoists, relax your mind, as the so-called don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." We will eliminate harm for the people and uphold justice. There will certainly be immeasurable merit protection, although we must pay off the debt for the punishment of the dead soldiers, but at that time, with the blessing of this merit, we will definitely be able to cultivate the great road in the next life and soar in the day. This is just a temporary suffering, so why worry about it! The underworld Yama, each upholding the justice of the law of the Yin Division, will definitely not deliberately increase the punishment because of the words of this thief god. ”

"That's right, the body is not afraid of crooked shadows! Fellow Daoists, now you are not worried about what is behind you, you should still focus on what is in front of you. Increase the power of the formation and eradicate the demon path as soon as possible, so that fewer soldiers can die! ”

A crowd cheered up.

But suddenly, one of them exclaimed: "Hey, where is the demon road?" ”

Everyone was stunned.

It turned out that just now, the giant turtle that had sheltered Li Chengjing and his party could no longer support it, and the turtle shell on its back was all shattered, turning back into a normal size, exposing all the people below.

But Li Chengjing disappeared.

Everyone subconsciously stopped lowering the implementation.

Looking at the people who were constantly wailing below, he looked anxiously for it.

"Don't run. If he had run away, wouldn't we have done useless work at the cost of so many people's lives this time? ”

If Long Jiuzi was here, he would definitely call them with deep sympathy, it would be difficult for a brother.

Thinking back then, they didn't even have their real bodies, just because Erlangtang used their idols as the eyes of the formation, Li Chengjing took the lives of more than 100,000 people to break the net with them.

People sit in heaven, and immeasurable sins descend from heaven.

On grievances, Long Jiuzi said that he was the first, who dared to say second.

And at this moment, the main mountain of Aiyuan Mountain collapsed.

A large mountain collapsed, and the scattered rocks were pushed everywhere by the skyscraper.

Even some Xuan Xiu, who couldn't dodge, were hit by a boulder and died with a whimper.

And the monk standing on the Mourning Yuan Mountain had already performed the technique of flying and flew into the air.

As the Mourning Yuan Mountain collapsed, the flags in their hands also exploded.

The swept smoke and dust made Huang Feihu overjoyed, and shouted violently: "Everyone, rush in the direction of the mountain collapse!" ”

At this moment, there is a gap in the formation.

Because the smoke and dust obstructed his vision, in order to prevent Li Chengjing from disguising himself as an ordinary soldier, Xuan Lingzi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he immediately ordered everyone to drive the formation again.

This time, he will no longer show mercy, he would rather kill the mistake than let it go, and he is bound to let Li Chengjing die here.

As for whether Li Chengjing escaped in advance, Xuan Lingzi and the others didn't believe it at all.

As for who destroyed the mountain roots of Aiyuan Mountain, they all believed that it was just the work of the monks who had not been included in the formation before and were on the periphery.

Since the other party is destroying the mountain roots, instead of directly attacking them and interrupting them to cast spells, it means that the other party does not have the confidence to fight with so many of them.

Naturally, Xuan Lingzi and the others didn't bother to ask, and after Li Chengjing was eradicated, there was time to settle accounts after the autumn.

Due to the obstruction of view, the boulder fell out of order, as did the soldiers fleeing below.

Many people fled with their heads covered.

Many people climbed the mountain in a daze.

When the monk collided with a group of grizzled soldiers, both sides were stunned.

Suddenly, the soldiers' eyes were red.

The old hatred of the new detonated the anger of the soldiers in an instant.

Without hesitation, they rushed towards the monks.

"Stop them, don't let them influence the practice!"

The monk of the abbot banner opened his mouth to remind.

The surrounding monks immediately won over the soldiers.

But they forgot that although these soldiers in front of them were mortals, they were all weapons.

Fireballs, water waves, and all kinds of spells created by Yuan Qi could not affect these soldiers at all.

Just the moment he got closer, he was wiped out by the soldiers.

Only Stonehenge, which relies on feng shui arrays to imitate the means of virtual reality, can not be afraid of weapons.

These mountain cultivators have not fought with mortals for too long, and when they saw that the Dao Law was broken, they were stunned for a long time before remembering why.

But at this time, the two sides were already close to each other.

With Xuan Xiu's physical strength, he has already crushed Qingbing.

However, the mortal soldiers cooperated with the training all year round, and the small military formation of the three-person group constantly attacked the monks.

unexpectedly defeated the Xuan cultivators.

It was only then that the monks understood why the monks on the mountain were so afraid of the soldiers.

Although they can kill these soldiers with a single punch, as long as they get close to the soldiers, the mana in their bodies will be quickly disintegrated by the soldiers, and even if they are stabbed by the soldiers' weapons, the soldiers will invade their bodies, disrupting the operation of their mana, and making them unable to exert their great strength.

A few Xuan Xiu just because, a punch pierced the soldier's body, and when he pulled out his hand, his arm was scratched by the fragments of the broken soldier's armor, which made the soldier invade the body, and he couldn't exert his huge strength, and was hacked to death by the other soldiers who followed him.

It's messed up, and the whole battlefield is in chaos.

In the stormy sandstorm that did not dissipate at all, Stonehenge did not know when, and most of it stopped.

Xuan Lingzi sighed, he knew that today's trap had failed, and he shouldn't have shrouded these soldiers in the formation.

But by now, it's too late to say anything.