Upper capital

Yang Guang stood in the city tower, as the first person in the Great Sui Martial Dao, or the first person in the world's martial arts, of course, such a big movement could not escape Yang Guang's perception.

"Your Majesty, you can't be careless when the Dead Yin Dynasty was born, why don't you take action quickly to suppress it?" an official from Qin Tianjian stood behind Yang Guang.

Yang Guang shook his head: "Don't worry! These guys are ruining my canal affairs, and today is the time for retribution! ”

If the Dead Yin Dynasty wreaks havoc in the world for a while, it will consume more qi from the various gate valve families, why not Yang Guang?

As for saying that the birth of the Dead Yin Dynasty would affect the order of the Yang World, and even counterattack the Yang World and turn the Yang World into an endless purgatory, Yang Guang was not worried at all.

Outside

At this time, there was a great chaos in Beibi Mountain

The high techniques of the various yang gods are like heaven and earth, and the flames, cold currents, thunder and lightning, and poisonous gases in the void are all kinds of magic and divine powers, constantly delaying the footsteps of the army of ghosts and gods.

Zhang Bairen's fingers slowly tapped his thighs, and at this time, there was chaos in the field, and a certain Yang God real person in Maoshan below wailed, and watched his golden corpse turn into powder and drift away with the wind, his eyes full of puzzlement.

What happened? It was just a matter of resisting the army of death for a while, and it was actually wiped out? A powerful existence that could be compared to the Divine Martial Dao was so inexplicably wiped out, and it suddenly made his heart feel a big mess, and he stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

The rest of the crowd is obviously aware of this situation, you look at me and I look at you, a little inexplicable. The corpse refining that has been inherited for thousands of years of Maoshan Technique, after countless tests of blood and fire, was actually wiped out in such an inexplicable dust, which is simply terrifying.

"Could it be that there are any shortcomings in my Maoshan Supreme Book that I don't know?"

Zhang Bairen's face was full of pride, the sword qi of the immortal has not yet been completed, of course it is impossible to kill the golden corpse, but the golden corpse is a dead thing that exists against the sky and violates the avenue of heaven and earth, but it exists in the world by relying on the secret method of Maoshan Mountain. Of course, Zhang Bairen's wisp of immortal sword qi can't kill the golden corpse, but it can destroy the order of the 'law' in the golden corpse, as long as its law collapses, under the great power of nature, the golden corpse will instantly decompose into ashes.

"Am I too cruel?" Looking at the lost Yang God True Person, Zhang Bairen's eyebrows trembled, at this time, the powerhouses below were retreating one after another, and the three ancestors of the Pure Yang Taoist Temple could be said to be doing their best, constantly suppressing the footsteps of the Death Legion with the help of the sun, hoping to gain merit and dissolve karma.

horizon

One by one the Buddha sound is sung, there is a Buddha light from the north, but I see a golden body across the void, the Sanskrit sound in the mouth is sung, the ghost gas melts like a mist where it passes, a ghost is hideous and struggling under the baptism of the Buddha light, and it is not long before the anger is gone, looking at the monk with a compassionate face, bowing and bowing into the light wheel behind the monk's head.

In that light chakra, there seems to be a hazy world, and the treasure tree is boundless bliss.

"The monk is so profound, he actually wants to condense the Buddha country, so ambitious!" Zhang Bairen's face was moved, if this monk can condense the Buddha country, no one knows what kind of realm this Taoist guild will gain to.

However, he is also a Taoist, looking at the immeasurable Buddha light, his brows furrowed slightly: "If this monk continues to practice, I don't know if there will be anyone who can restrain him in the future!"

I saw that where the golden body landed, the sky was full of golden lotus, and there were many white lotus flowers slowly blooming everywhere the monk's footsteps.

Step by step!

In the distance, a figure dressed in white, with a hazy face, walked in, emaciated, and seemed to be able to be swept away by the boundless wind at any time. I saw this person dragging the jade net bottle in his hand, holding the willow branch with his slender jade fingers, and slowly pointing at the ghost below.

The nectar was sprinkled, and countless ghosts were instantly purified, and then they bowed to the man in white and entered the jade bottle of the man in white.

"Look at yourself!" someone exclaimed secretly.

Guanzi is here, such a major event has happened in Beibi Mountain, and the White Lotus Society certainly has no reason to give up this opportunity to brush up fame and accumulate merit.

seemed to notice Zhang Bairen's gaze, Guan Zizi nodded slightly, and then ignored the ghost.

Maoshan

There is a Taoist who performs the Lingbao food method, and a handful of soybeans are spilled, only to see countless ghosts rushing to the sky, and they actually broke away from the army and rushed to be the first to enter the soybeans.

A Taoist cast a talisman to directly scatter the soul of the ghost. There are also people who use the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to refine the army of dead yin.

As more and more masters came from all directions, the situation was finally brought under control, and the two sides fell into a strange balance.

The monks did not want to drive the ghost into the tomb behind them, and the ghost kept roaring, not wanting to expand a piece of land.

It's not just the Terrans

At this time, a big demon came out of the mountain and joined the camp against the ghosts.

Some people think it's a bit of a fuss, how can a mere country of dead yin be worthy of the world's masters?

But I don't know that the country of the dead yin is like a real country, and the powerful country of the dead yin is not inferior even if it is compared to the Great Sui.

Raising the power of the world's monks to fight against the Great Sui, do you think it is too much?

No matter how big or small, this kingdom of the dead yin is a kingdom after all. Since it is a kingdom, it should not be underestimated.

"The most powerful thing in the country of Death Yin is the soul of the emperor, just like Yang Guang's existence, with the blessing of the death yin dragon qi, it is not something that these people in front of him can be low-grade!"

Standing on the top of the mountain, a pair of eyes looked left and right, no matter what the various avenue temples were thinking or how many things were hidden, they had to go all out to suppress the ghosts and gods below at this time.

Although merit and qi are illusory, they really exist.

"Roar~"

There was a roar, and the earth shook.

The lifelike army of ghosts and gods emerged from the tomb in a neat formation, and behind it, a strange beast drove the carriage, and a man in imperial clothes surrounded by black dragon aura on the simple and majestic chariot.

An army of hundreds of thousands of ghosts, all of which look numb.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the king is dead, why bother the Yang world!" Guan Zizi took the jade bottle and looked at the man on the chariot,

"I want to live against the sky and live another life! There is no disaster in the world, but when you dig my grave and plunder my phoenix blood, it is simply too deceitful! Either hand over the phoenix blood, or this king will step on the Pingyang world" The voice of the emperor's soul was hoarse, incomparably majestic, and the boundless death and yin qi was circulating in every move.

Everyone in the audience understood that someone had stolen phoenix blood and ruined other people's good deeds.

Originally, the ghost king of the family could be reborn with the help of phoenix blood, and the immeasurable vitality in phoenix blood was enough to meet the needs of the ghost army. But you stole people's phoenix blood, forcing them to rush out of the yang world in desperation.

"Who took the phoenix blood?" Li Xin's face was gloomy.

After listening to Li Xin's words, the mountains were silent, and even a fool would not return the phoenix blood. Dead Dao friends don't die and poor Dao, what does it matter to me whether all living beings in the world live or die? The sky has fallen, there is a tall man on top, and the phoenix blood can last for tens of millions of years, who is willing to hand it over?

"I heard that Second Prince Li has obtained four drops of phoenix blood, why don't you ask Master Li to hand over the phoenix blood?" Zhang Bairen suddenly spoke, attracting the eyes of the audience for a moment, and then everyone looked at Li Xun in unison, wanting to see how he responded.

At this time, the world's heroes are watching this place, although Li Xin can't get rid of Zhang Bairen quickly, but he doesn't dare to be rude!

Chasing and killing in private is a matter in private, and you must be harmonious on the surface, and you can't give the court a handle.

"I heard that Lord Zhang also obtained phoenix blood?" Li Xun seemed to smile, as if he was not aware of Zhang Bairen's sinister intentions.

"But the rumors first started from the Li family, who knows if the Li family deliberately confused the public and fished in troubled waters" Zhang Bairen smiled coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Li Xun suddenly changed color: "Right and wrong have their own judgment!"

"Roar~"

The emperor soul below was too lazy to listen to the two of them, so he directly swept the spot, and swept towards Zhang Bairen and Li Xin with his palm.

Zhang Bairen didn't want to try the power of this ghost king, so he directly stepped back and avoided the edge of the emperor's soul.

"Seeing that its costumes are similar to the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, I don't know which monarch it is" Zhang Bairen pondered secretly in his heart.

"Drink!" Li Xun gathered his divine power, wanting to compete with the palm of his hand.

Zhang Bairen can dodge, but he can't. It is Li Xun's duty to suppress ghosts and gods.