Chapter 294: The Arrangement Is Clear (34)

Ten miles underground in the city of vain, in front of a bronze gate.

The remnants of the three veins of Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism all showed scorched faces, and the countermeasures they laid out in the city were destroyed one after another, how could this not make them feel anxious!

"King Qi, how long will it take for you to open this gate? The traps we left in the city have all been destroyed, and according to the enemy's speed of breaking the game, they will find this place with a stick of incense at most.

At that time, if we are still in front of this bronze gate without the slightest progress, do you believe that today next year will be our death day, the kind of soul that will be scattered. Looking at Ning Caichen, who was still leisurely in front of the bronze gate, Ezichuan had the urge to kill him and commit suicide again.

If it weren't for the young sloppy Taoist priest who was following Ezichuan to stop in front of Ezichuan, Ezichuan was willing to swear to the sky, he would definitely hack Ning Caichen to death.

"Zichuan, Zichuan, His Majesty King Qi is also thinking of a way, at this time, let's not succeed in internal strife? Give me a face, what is the matter after today. ”

Looking at the sloppy Taoist priest with a smile on his face, Ezichuan smiled angrily: "Zhiqiu Yiye, if you tie all your hopes to Ning Caichen, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss."

If it weren't for your full support for Ning Caichen to come to the Dead City to find the treasure of the Yin Heavenly Son, how could our Buddha, Dao Confucian, and Sanmai disciples who are still alive all fall in front of this bronze gate. ”

In the face of Ezichuan's questioning, the sloppy Taoist priest Zhiqiu Yiye had no other way to appease him than to smirk and ask for mercy, because Ezichuan was right.

If it weren't for his desperate choice to believe in Ning Caichen, the last few disciples of the three veins of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism would indeed not all be blocked in front of this bronze gate.

Ning Caichen turned a blind eye to the quarrel between the two behind him, and if he had this free time, he might as well try a plan to open the bronze gate!

As long as the bronze door in front of him is opened, what can the people behind him do now?

Ning Caichen, who was very open-minded, took over an unconscious blue-faced ghost emperor from his henchmen according to the original plan, and placed it on the altar in front of the bronze gate with his own hands to open a sacrifice that I don't know if it was useful.

There was a flash of blue light on the altar, and the remnants of the Buddha, Dao Confucian, and the remnants of the three veins had to secretly catch the ghost emperor in their hands with great difficulty, and they easily turned into a puff of green smoke and drifted towards the bronze gate.

I don't know if it was the dead mouse that the blind cat touched or the Yin Tianzi was really set like this, after the blue-faced ghost emperor was completely sacrificed, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed on the bronze gate that had not moved, and a gap appeared in the bronze gate that was originally tightly sealed.

This scene made everyone in front of the bronze gate excited, and the treasure left by the Yin Tianzi finally unfolded a mysterious corner for them.

But after the excitement, everyone present was dumbfounded, because the treasure left by the Yin Tianzi really only opened a mysterious corner to them, and the rest was still not open to them.

Seeing that there was only a trace of gaps, and even ants could not climb into the bronze gate, everyone's hearts suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea.

They miscalculated!

"Retreat, retreat now. The rivalry between the old demon of Montenegro and Wang Nanrong will definitely not end so easily, as long as we pay a certain price, we may not be able to escape a group of people. Ezichuan, the calmest of the crowd, immediately made the decision to evacuate after coming back to his senses.

But just when everyone was about to agree with his decision, a burst of laughter reached everyone's ears: "Retreat? ”

"Ning Caichen, what if you don't agree alone? If it weren't for Zhiqiu Yiye's face, you would have been a dead man a long time ago. Facing Ning Caichen, who raised objections, E Zichuan did not hesitate to go up.

Ning Caichen was not angry at Ezichuan's refusal to give face, because he didn't have to worry about the dead: "The treasure left by the Yin Tianzi is right in front of you, and this is the only chance to return to the country, and it depends on which of you has the ability to retreat."

In the records, Yin Tianzi was very fond of believers to sacrifice to him, and even if there were no powerful ghosts as sacrifices to him, the monks could barely use them as sacrifices.

If you had known each other just now and offered to dedicate yourself to the Great Qi, you might not be able to let the Dao of your waiting for the Tao pass on after you return to the country.

It's a pity that the opportunity was given to you, but you didn't use it and failed to seize it. After talking so much nonsense, calculating the time, the medicinal effect of the soul suppression smoke has almost changed to work, one, two, three, pour. ”

The word 'poured' came out, and the people who had just reacted to Ning Caichen's hands and feet of Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism unconsciously did things to himself and others all collapsed to the ground with numb hands and feet.

After falling to the ground, Ezichuan, who had failed to mobilize the slightest mana in his body several times, collapsed, and forced his mouth to open his mouth and scolded Ning Caichen angrily.

"Ning Caichen, are you still worthy of being a person? When Jinling was breached, if it weren't for the people of Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism who came to save you, you would have died in Jinling City a long time ago.

Now that you are about to take revenge, aren't you afraid that I will wait for the soul to go away and turn into a ghost to seek revenge on you?"

Not only Ezichuan, but also the disciples of the Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism who could open their mouths were all scolding Ning Caichen, which was naturally mixed with scolding Zhiqiu Yiye, the head of Kunlun.

However, these scoldings were not even a fart for the ambitious Ning Caichen, and knowing that time was pressing, he directly grabbed a monk and threw it into the altar to start the sacrifice.

The reaction of the bronze gate to the sacrifice of the monk's flesh and blood was indeed not what Ning Caichen expected, and after the blue light flickered, the crack in the middle of the bronze gate was a little bigger.

With hope, one after another, the monks of the Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism who kept shouting and scolding were thrown into the altar by Ning Caichen, and the blue light on the bronze gate flickered dozens of times before finally opening to the size of an adult's fist.

Looking at the bronze gate that was about to open completely and the world behind the crack in the door that was full of brilliance and couldn't be looked at directly, the smile on Ning Caichen's face couldn't help but hang: "It's fast, it's finally soon, the treasure left behind by the cloudy sky is mine."

Wang Nanrong or the old demon of Montenegro, after I have completely mastered the treasure of the Yin Tianzi, they are all local chickens and dogs, and when the time comes, I will not only be the emperor in the world, but I will also be the emperor who has not even been able to make the Yin Tianzi, I want to live forever and order the Three Realms to be the only one. ”

Muttering to himself, Ning Caichen's movements became faster and faster, and soon the remaining disciples of the three veins of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism were left, only Ezichuan and Zhiqiu Yiye were still alive.

Looking at Zhiqiu Yiye, who was like ashes, and Ezichuan, who was scolding and scolding, Ning Caichen's eyes condensed and directly threw the two of them into the altar together.

Zhiqiu, if you want to blame it, blame you for not knowing people clearly!

Emperors have always been called lonely.

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