Hu Meier and Xiong Jun followed Zhao Qi out of the cave in a daze, and they both looked at Zhao Qi with a bewildered expression.

"Brother, just say a few words, and the demon tiger will be obedient?"

"You don't have to worry, he will. ”

Looking at Zhao Qi's mysterious smile, Hu Mei'er, who knew Zhao Qi, didn't ask more, but Xiong Jun didn't know! I thought Zhao Qi was bragging, "That, Your Majesty, if you don't suppress the demon tiger, Yong'an City will suffer after you leave! Although my strength is slightly stronger than the demon tiger, I can't stop him from making trouble! You are so sloppy, be careful that he retaliates against you!"

"Huh!"

Zhao Qi gave Xiong Jun a "you can rest assured" look, and strode down the mountain. There are some things that Zhao Qi is too lazy to tell Hu Meier and Xiong Jun that the mouths of these two monsters are bigger than the other, if you tell the story of the demon tiger now, within two days, the little goblins all over the mountains will know.

Before Zhao Xin left Yong'an, he told Zhao Qi all the old stories of the demon tiger, which was the only thing that the demon tiger had done for so many years. At the beginning, the demon tiger entered Beishan at night to steal and was brutally abused by Zhao Xin, the king of Yong. The dead demon tiger coveted the demon beast blood yuan hidden by King Yong, and wanted to enter the cave to get a piece of the pie, but he met Zhao Xin, the king of Yong, who was cultivating, and stuck on the iron plate.

If it weren't for the quick begging for mercy of the demon tiger, he betrayed many Dongshan demon generals and vowed to help capture them. Yongwang Zhao Xincai was merciful and released the demon tiger, even so, before the demon tiger left, he was still chopped off by Yongwang Zhao Xin and sucked half of the essence. The tail bone of the demon tiger was made into nine bone whistles by Lou Dongjin.

Every time the demon master patrols the mountain, he will use the bone whistle to communicate with each other, although the demon tiger's teeth are itchy, but it is also angry, and Yongwang Zhao Xin planted blood poison in the demon tiger's body at that time. A ball of blood qi was slapped into the demon tiger's dantian, and then turned into leeches along the meridians, lurking all over the demon tiger's body, causing it to be uninitiated.

Zhao Qi went to Xiong Jun Cave Mansion again, and saw that there was nothing in Xiong Jun Cave Mansion that had to be taken by the hand, so he said goodbye to Xiong Jun.

As soon as he got home, Zhao Qi began to work on the last thing before leaving, the demonic spirit faded into a god.

In the middle of the night, when the demon spirit came to Zhao Qi to say goodbye, Zhao Qi could clearly see that the original light gold thread on the ghost spirit had spread to the whole body of the demon spirit, and the entire room was illuminated by golden light when the ghost spirit could not be hidden.

"Hell, how long will it take to cross the catastrophe!"

"Your Majesty, there are probably two months left, and Weichen will be able to cross the catastrophe and turn into a god. ”

"Alas, time is not coming! you hurry up and cultivate, these two pieces of soul jade should be able to help you cross the catastrophe quickly, Daozi Li Changming has already made a move, and if I stay in Yong'an, it will only bring disaster to the people." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. With this soul jade, I will definitely be able to transform into a god within three days. ”

After speaking, a cloud of black mist enveloped the soul jade and fled into the sky.

This is three days, all parties are discussing fiercely, the news brought back by Liu Fang also made many small sects shut up, it is obvious that Yongan is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated, there is a demon king to guard, and the secret book is also obtained by the mysterious boy, once the young man cultivates, the relationship with the Taoist is concluded, and everyone can no longer rob it.

The people of the Covering Sea Sect have a headache now, if they use all their strength, they can completely sweep the West Mountain, but if they want to kill Xiong Jun, the Covering Sea Sect will also have a great loss of vitality, and there is no gain, stealing chickens will not cause a commotion, but for the reputation and loss of the sect, this breath can not be swallowed, and the rest of the sects are facing such a dilemma.

"Your Majesty, tonight, Weichen will be able to cross the catastrophe, but the location of this catastrophe ......"

"It's in the Imperial City! I'll send someone to protect the people tonight. You can survive the catastrophe in peace!"

That night, Xiong Jun sent a lot of demon general-level demon beasts to guard around Yong'an to prevent being accidentally injured by the Heavenly Tribulation.

Ghost God Tribulation, Ninefold Thunder!

Zhao Qi opened the altar in the Minhe Palace, and the ghost spirit turned into a god without fail, and he wanted to use some hole cards to avoid accidents. When Zhao Qi was proclaimed emperor, he once rebelliously distributed the national fortune on the jade seal to all the people to express his firm will!

Take it from the people, use it for the people.

Although the Xia Dynasty has fallen, as long as the people of the Xia Dynasty are still there, there is still a sense of belonging to the Xia Dynasty in the bottom of their hearts, and the Xia Dynasty still has a spark.

This time, he wants to borrow the mandate of heaven to communicate with all the people, and use the fortune of the country to help the spirits of demons turn into gods. Just when Zhao Qiqi prayed and the smoke entered the sky, in all directions, whether it was Yong'an City or the Xia Dynasty slaves who were far away in the sky, they all seemed to feel something, and they couldn't help but say, stopped what they were doing, looked up at the direction of the Xia Dynasty's national capital, and the faint purple gold smoke escaped from the top of their heads, drifting towards Yong'an.

"What are you doing? You shitty dogs, you don't hurry up and get things done. Dinner is all halved!"

In the farm of a nobleman in Lanfeng Country, the overseer was whipping the slaves who were standing still with a whip, and when he saw a woman's stomach slightly bulging, he kicked it down directly, "It's really a cheap seed, don't you work hard! It's just a slut who is tired of being played by the head of the family, and thinks that his status is noble?"

After kicking and still getting angry, he directly dragged the woman's hair all the way to Ma Peng, and then shouted angrily: "Look at it! Work hard, and if you are lazy, I will beat you to death." ”

The constant muffled snorting and wheezing sounds in the stable, the slaves could only clench their hoes angrily, daring to be angry and dare not speak......

Yong'an City is full of purple smoke,

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this! I have a cheap life, how can I waste the little national fortune left in the Xia Dynasty, I will definitely succeed this time. ”

How could the demonic spirit not see that the purple gold liquid in front of him was the fortune of the Xia Dynasty, and although it was surrounded by many people, it had been resisting the purple smoke from melting into its body, setting up layers of barriers around it.

"Don't worry! I'm here, the Xia Dynasty is here! He and I will meet the national fortune in the summer and the country will be prosperous, so you can rest assured that you can survive the catastrophe! Now the first thing is to protect the people of Yong'an. ”

The Holy Command must not be violated!

After hearing this, the demon spirit had already closed his eyes, let go of his heart, and let the purple smoke melt into his body. The national fortune is like a catalyst, the ghost spirit is condensed by a small half, the center is even darker, the golden light and purple light of the Tao are changing in it, before it is integrated into the national fortune, the ghost spirit is still like a visible cloud of smoke, after integrating into the national fortune, the body is condensed like ink.

For a long time, the ghost spirit has been accepting the sacrifice of Yong'an's unjust soul, and the power is all instilled, the foundation is unstable, and there is no time to condense the body, and now with the blessing of the national fortune, he has directly come to the limit of the ghost spirit, and he can transform into an entity just by crossing the tribulation.

The imperial city has been shrouded in layers of shady curtains, everyone doesn't know what is happening inside, only Hu Zhaoqi and the ghost spirit are in it, Hu Meier has also learned the art of looking at qi, and when she stays in the room, she can feel the Xia Dynasty national fortune whistling overhead, such a vision, Hu Meier quickly jumped out of bed, ready to pull Zhao Qi to find out what happened, but found that her brother was not in the bedroom, so she could only go to investigate by herself, but found that she was blocked by a canopy composed of ghosts, and the Xia Dynasty's national fortune was not entered......

"Come on, thief God, let me see, you still have a few pounds and two!"

Yong'an City, which was already full of dark clouds all year round, added a touch of depression, and the people hid at home, not noticing the huge monsters on the street corners.

Sting!

A miserable white thunder slashed from the sky, and the ghostly spirit didn't care about the thunder tribulation, and rushed directly to the clouds against the thunder, silently saying in his heart, just the thunder tribulation can't help me! I want to defeat you, this damn heavenly way! I want you to know my anger and unyielding will.

On the ground, he could only see that in the gaps in the clouds, the shattered thunder turned into a thunder snake and splashed around, Zhao Qi felt as if time had stood still, and stared blankly at the ghostly spirits in the sky, even if they were so far away, they could still hear the angry howls of the ghostly spirits.

The thunder flashed for a long time, and finally a black cloud was split out of the clouds by the thunder,

"Come again!"

The mist of the dead and the fortune of the country poured into the body of the swift ghostly spirit, making the ghostly spirit quickly recover its soul power, and the ghostly spirit spread out its palms, quietly feeling the last will of his compatriots, and muttered in his mouth:

"Let's fight this thief all the time! Back then, we didn't have the power to resist, but now how dare it deceive me!"

It seemed that the battle intent of the demonic spirit should be in response to the obsession of the Dao Spirit, and even the black curtain that covered the imperial city was like a boiling Dao smoke surging towards the demonic spirit.

The demonic spirit that recovered its strength rushed into the cloud again, and the cloud was surging more fiercely, as if the Heavenly Dao was also angered by this ghost thing that did not know the height of the sky, and there were constantly clouds of disaster from afar to the imperial city, and the clouds contained were the power of heaven and earth elsewhere.

The soul of Yong'an has already understood that as long as the ghosts turn into gods, the safety of their relatives will be worry-free, so they are all completely burned and poured into the heavenly tribulation, even if they are turned into nothingness by the thunder and lightning, they will not hesitate! The ghostly spirit crisscrossed in all directions in the clouds, and the soul body was blessed with a purple gold light curtain, and the dark thunder had been weakened by more than eighty percent before the soul body fell.

Just when countless clouds were about to pour into Yong'an, the people seemed to hear someone in the sky roaring unwillingly, and the clouds were scattered, and the aimless clouds around them could only gradually fade away.

The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a breath!

The imperceptible black curtain around the imperial city also turned into green smoke and disappeared, and only one sentence echoed between heaven and earth,

"We won! We won!"

The ghostly yin god covered in golden light fell from the sky, knelt down on one knee in front of Zhao Qi, and said to himself sadly:

"Your Majesty, it's Wei Chen's impulsiveness! I shouldn't have rushed into the clouds, and the many innocent souls I had harmed completely dissipated. Your Majesty, please condemn you. ”

"Alas, arise thou, and I have the honour to condemn thy sin. You look up at the starry sky and listen to the echoes in the wind, you are right, it is God's fault, it is my fault. You have taught me a lesson today, and I have learned a lot. Although I am not yet capable of correcting you, I promise that he will be glorious in the future, and you will be the patron saint of the empire!"

After speaking, Zhao Qi sketched the purple smoke and gently clicked a purple circle in front of the forehead of the Ghost Yin God, and a trace of national fortune was left in the body of the Ghost Yin God. The purple smoke that filled the city also soared away as the clouds disappeared.

Li Changming, a Taoist who had returned to the Daomen, watched the sky at night, pinched his fingers and calculated the matter of Yong'an, and muttered: "You shrunken turtle is willing to give it up! Since you don't know the current affairs, let one hundred and eight stars come to meet you, the former purple micro star......