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The strangeness near the river temple was finally revealed by the people of Huojiadu, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and soon dozens of young and strong men held nail rakes and shovels and other farm tools, followed behind Huo Changshan, the head of Huojiadu Village, and ran towards the river temple.

There was still a mile away from the river temple, and the fog was already thick in front of it, and it was impossible to see the location of the temple at all.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was still shining, but the fog was rising around the river temple, and there seemed to be countless creatures cheering and jumping in it.

"Uncle Huo, what should I do, Master Engong won't have an accident, right?" a man holding a steel fork approached Huo Changshan's side and asked.

"I don't know what's going on," Huo Changshan said urgently, "Quick, go and invite Old Master Zhao to come ......" Old Master Zhao is the teacher of Huo Jiadu's private school, and the last time I invited Master Engong to come here to ascend the divine throne, it was Old Master Zhao who presided over the divine examination.

"Good" The man did not dare to delay, and went straight back to the town, and after a short time, he led a tall and thin old man back

"Mr. Zhao, let's take a look at what's wrong with this river temple, why is it so foggy?" Huo Changshan asked anxiously.

Old Master Zhao raised his eyes to look into the mist, and then shook his head again and again, "The temple is completely blocked by the fog, and you can't see the treasure light and red qi of the river god. ”

He was not a cultivator, but he had only read a few miscellaneous books and learned a superficial method of looking at qi.

"What should I do then?" Huo Changshan rubbed his hands anxiously. Since inviting the gods of Engong to sit here, there have been no strange things near Huojiadu. I never thought that it had only been safe for two months, and there was a problem with the River Temple again.

"If you want to know what's going on, you can only find someone to go in and see. "Old Master Zhao built yì to.

"This ......" the men hesitated. Such a big fog. No one can see clearly what is stored in zài. If it is an evil monster that causes trouble, they will have no way to go back when they enter.

"Don't worry, the two of them went in with a rope tied around their waists, and if there is anything abnormal, as long as they shout, the rope will be pulled out immediately. Old Master Zhao said and took a step forward and said, "The old man is one, who else is willing to go in and see?"

"Mr. Zhao, how can you go in?" Huo Changshan hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't worry, although the old man didn't sense the breath of the river god just now, he didn't have the evil spirit, so there shouldn't be any danger. Old Master Zhao opened his mouth and analyzed.

"I'll go with Mr. Zhao" At this time, another strong man with a full face walked out of the crowd. He is a pig slaughterer in the village, and his blood is surging on his head, but he is not afraid of ordinary ghosts.

The candidate was determined, and soon someone took a few sets of well ropes and returned.

Old Master Zhao and the pig killer tied the well rope around their waists, and walked into the mist one after the other.

At first, you can still see the figure, but after walking four or five feet away, it disappears completely, and you can only see the well rope extending inward little by little.

In a short time, a plate of well rope more than ten zhang long was almost used up.

Huo Changshan hurriedly commanded the other well rope to be connected, and continued to put the rope inside.

However, it was said that the old master and the son of Zhao could still distinguish the direction at first, and when they entered more than ten zhang away, they turned back and were also foggy, and they couldn't see anything, they could only hear someone's voice ringing in their ears, but they couldn't tell from what direction it came from.

At this moment, the fiery red sun in the sky was also obscured by the fog, and there was no trace of it.

In desperation, the two had to follow their feelings. After walking forward for more than a dozen feet, I suddenly felt a light in front of me, and the fog seemed to be weakening.

They hurried to quicken their pace and dragged their ropes out of the fog.

"Where is this?" After a moment in the fog, the two of them lost their direction. Looking at a few large trees nearby, I was a little confused.

"Mr. Zhao, why are you back again, pig slaughterer?" At this time, the people with ears and spirits were standing twenty or thirty feet away, and they hurriedly shouted loudly.

"What's going on?" Huo Changshan and the others hurriedly rushed over to ask.

"We don't know, we can't see anything inside, and we come out before we know it. The pig killer scratched his head and replied.

"Let's explore again," Old Master Zhao said unwillingly.

In this way, several people sent them into the fog again. As a result, it was still the same, and he couldn't reach the location of the river temple at all, and when he walked out of twenty or thirty zhang away, he was automatically sent out by the fog.

After trying several times, Old Master Zhao had to give up, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Village Chief, it is not easy for me Huojiadu to have a peaceful situation today, and it all depends on the river god to be in charge." Let the sons and daughters beat the drums, cheer for the old man and put incense on the table, and the old man will make a sacrifice to the river god."

The magic circle is isolated from the incense and the mental power, and Chang Jin is completely unaware of the things that are happening outside, and there is a flow of water to resist, and the thunder that crashes down can no longer hurt them in the slightest.

On the other hand, Kun Yu and the others, who presided over the formation, became more and more silent. This Great Array of Divine Punishment was created by Dao Ancestor, and its power is amazing. Nearly a thousand years ago, among the immortal Dao gods, I don't know how many gods fell in the town.

Now in the hands of Kun Yu and others, although it is not the original, its power should not be underestimated, and it has also killed many gods. I didn't think that in front of this evil god, it didn't seem to play a big role.

"I didn't expect this guy to be so strong, beyond our expectations. We were not well prepared, and the slightest negligence in the past resulted in the killing of two of our disciples. Now that the God Punishment Array is no longer complete, if it continues like this, I am afraid that if the other party is consumed to death, this formation will collapse.

This time, it can't be said that he was killed in the battle, and it will be difficult to kill him in the future. Senior brother, Xuanfa, you wait to preside over the magic circle, and I will enter the formation to find an opportunity to kill the other party" Kunyang Daoren's voice was a little hoarse.

This time, the Great Array of Zhushen in Yuqing Dao Zhenshan was invited, and Kun Yu and the others were only foolproof, so they did not invite more disciples to come to help. Now they know that they have underestimated this evil god, even if they don't use the power of incense from the outside world, the other party's means are far beyond imagination.

Kun Yu pondered for a moment and nodded: "Senior brother, be careful, this evil god has a strange treasure in his body to block his luck, and so far we have not found out his true cultivation......"

From the beginning of entering the formation, Chang Jin continued to ingest the gray qi in the space into the Muddy Palace, and then restored the dark blue aura through the refining of the Divine Seal.

As the dark blue aura accumulated, it gradually manifested a true text.

Putting his divine consciousness into it, he suddenly felt that this true text was deep and empty, completely different from ordinary refining. It's as if there is an endless ocean in front of you, and your consciousness is just a small boat on the ocean that tosses with the waves, and if you are not careful, you will be driven to the bottom of the sea and completely dissipated.

Chang Jin was unwilling, and then condensed a divine sense.

This time, I finally sensed more content, and the runes in the true text were continuous, and the golden light continued to fluctuate, showing vitality.

"This origin is the chaotic qi of the desolation??no wonder it is so weird" Chang Jin was surprised, and after a little distraction, the second divine consciousness shattered, and then countless gray qi filled the air.

Almost at the same time, a mysterious law of heaven and earth merged into the divine soul.

The chaotic qi of the desolation is the origin of this world, and it is said that in ancient times, all things in the heavens and the earth evolved from the chaotic qi of the desolation.

With the establishment of the Three Realms of Immortals, Gods and Men, this chaotic qi has gradually dissipated. I never thought that I would see it in this magic circle, no wonder it has such a great power that can isolate the power of incense.

He was able to discern the chaotic qi, not because he was knowledgeable, but because of the information that the divine seal had manifested.

However, the chaotic qi in this formation is extremely rare, otherwise the three of Chang Jin would have been wiped out long ago.

There is only one true text, and the flaws in this formation cannot be seen yet, and it is necessary to continue refining this gray qi before it can break out of the formation. Chang Jin thought in his heart, the divine seal in the muddy palace turned quickly, constantly inhaling the surrounding ash qi into his body, and quickly refining it. With the refining, the gray qi in the vicinity gradually decreased, revealing a pure place, which made the pressure on Bai Su Abi much less.

I saw a blue light flashing in the array, and the Kunyang Daoist showed his figure. He also had a spirit rune on the top of his head, and he was holding a multicolored feather fan, which was shining with precious light, showing that it was a magic weapon.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable, I Yuqing Dao underestimated you. Do you really want to fight with me Yuqing?" said Kun Yang's eyes with a glowing light.

"Brother-in-law, this can't be beaten, and I'm ready to sue for peace...... Abi interjected next to him, "Niubi, don't talk nonsense, either let us out immediately, or continue to fight." ”

"Hmph, bold and demonic, poor talk, where can you interject, you will steal my Wushan Guan Secret Book later. Chenghuang, what the hell is going on in your heart?"

"I don't have any ideas, this matter has been provoked by you Yuqing Dao from beginning to end. If you want to fight, why do you say so much nonsense" Chang Jin stared at the other party and said coldly: "Don't think I don't know that you are deliberately delaying time, it is not a coincidence to accumulate mana, I also have this intention......"

Finally, at the last moment, another true text was refined.

After speaking, his hands condensed, the true text above his head flashed, and in a moment, two spirit runes appeared in the palm of his hand. With the flip of the wrist, the spirit rune fell on the top of Bai Susu and Ah Bi's heads respectively: "This spirit rune can resist the erosion of the gray qi in the magic circle, you just need to put it on the top of your head." ”

"Fix the talisman, how do you know the cultivation method of the fixing talisman?" Kunyang Daoren's face changed again.

Not only him, but even several Daoists who maintained the formation also exclaimed in surprise.

This magic circle contains chaotic energy, which can secretly erode the divine soul, and many gods enter the array, and if they don't check it at all, it will be too late.

Even if you appear early, you are in the middle of the formation, and you must consume spiritual power to resist all the time. With the passage of time, the spiritual power in the body will also be depleted.

And the disciples of Yuqing Dao entered the formation, but they fixed the spirit talisman to protect the body, so that they could avoid the gray qi from invading the gods.

It is precisely because of this that they can easily kill the enemy in the circle.

The other party knew the method of immobilizing the talisman, and the biggest reliance of the Kunyang Dao people was gone.

"Guess what," Chang Jin replied, but his movements were not slow. The figure flashed, pierced through layers of gray mist, and came to the opponent's side in the blink of an eye.

When the Kunyang Daoist saw it, he hurriedly swept the feather fan in his hand in front of him.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, and they all rushed towards Chang Jin. Three feet closer, turned into thousands of flames, blazing

It was close at hand, and Chang Jin could naturally feel the temperature of the flame, as if the sun was coming, and even his divine soul began to shake with it. He didn't panic, just snorted coldly, and the sword light penetrated into the flames.

No matter what temperature the flames were, they were scattered by the sword.

Kunyang Dao people could clearly sense that the fire light they fanned out seemed to have encountered a cyan swamp, and as soon as they entered it, they began to freeze and quickly extinguish.

"Damn" Kun Yang roared, and the aura in his body was frantically injected into the fan, and suddenly the fire rose again. This time, it turned into pitch-black ink.

The flames erupted, and there was no great momentum, but Chang Jin felt a great pressure from the crackling sound, as if it could burn everything in the world.

His choice is still the sword in his hand.

The sword was raised, and the whole person suddenly seemed to become a towering mountain, and the aura in the body was surging wildly, and the sword was brilliant, forming an invisible wind and wave, which was brewing.

With a flip of the wrist, the wind and waves roared out, and one whirlpool after another appeared in the void. With a sweeping momentum, he met the scorching ink flame.

"Boom...... The "boom ......" canceled each other out, and even the entire formation was impacted.

Seeing the black flame surging, Kunyang Dao people were shocked, and they only felt like a scorched leaf, so powerless in the storm.

As soon as the thought of "not good" came to mind, I suddenly felt a bone-piercing coldness piercing from my back. Kun Yang didn't have time to retreat at all, and hurriedly raised the magic weapon and fanned it back.

It was dark in front of them, and the gray air was filled, and there was a space between the two of them.

This is not good for Kun Yuxian, and he forcibly urged the formation to rotate at the critical moment, which saved the life of the senior brother. Even so, getting the sword still unfolded the gray qi and pierced into the body of the Kunyang Dao person.

He pinched his hand, his feet flashed sharply, and several times in a row, before he completely disappeared into the distance.

When he arrived at a safe position, Kun Yang opened his mouth and spit out, and a ball of black blood spurted out, which made a loud noise, and finally forced out the Haoran Qi that had invaded his body.

"This wing's swordsmanship is close to the Tao, with a sword in hand, you can break all the methods, and it is too difficult to kill. Kunyang Daoren's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, looking at the situation in the formation, and sighed helplessly.

"Uncle Shi, now that only the five of us are presiding over the magic circle, there is not much spiritual power left in the body. What should I do?" the Xuanfa Taoist urged.

The evil god is still alive and kicking in the formation, and if they lose their spiritual strength later and let the other party break out of the formation, they will have to face this person at that time.

Kun Yu glanced at a few disciples, and now the luck above their heads had shaken, and it was obvious that most of their spiritual power had been consumed. If this continues, although you can barely maintain the magic circle, you can't kill this wing, and it doesn't make much sense to stalemate any longer.

Looking at their gaze, it is obvious that they have lost their fighting spirit and do not want to continue.

Kun Yu Daoist was silent for a moment, and said with a gloomy expression: "My Yuqing Dao lineage, how difficult it is, take a step back for the time being, and shake hands with that evil god and make peace." ”

He knew in his heart that he couldn't kill the evil god this time, and Yu Qingdao was afraid that he would not send people here again in the future. After all, the great cause of fighting for the dragon has reached a critical juncture, and it is impossible for Yuqing Dao to waste too many resources and time on the details.

It's just that as soon as his words fell, he shouted again: "Senior brother, be careful"