Huangfu Sheng frowned, and the Heavenly Venerable Mountain mages widened their eyes, staring intently at the Nine Treasure Furnace in front of them.

I saw that the Nine Treasure Furnace must have been slowly opened a gap, and a pair of eyes were revealed in the gap, and those eyes looked out with some curiosity.

Then the top of the stove was slowly lifted, and Yang Zongheng's face was revealed, and when he saw so many people staring at him, he couldn't help but smile.

"This kid's brain has been burned, right?"

"It's good that I didn't burn to death. ”

"It's so godly, look, look, Elder Huangfu's face is green. ”

Yang Zongheng moved the top of the furnace to the side with one hand, climbed out of the Nine Treasure Furnace awkwardly, stood in front of everyone, and arched his hand unnaturally to everyone, just seeing Huangfu Sheng.

"There's nothing wrong with me now, is it? Yang Zongheng said to Huang Fusheng.

"No, I can't. ”

"As soon as the furnace comes out, there is no previous sin, isn't that what you said?"

Something went wrong with the Nine Treasure Furnace, so you still have to die.

Nima, you are too shameless, you are obviously cheating, Yang Zongheng couldn't help frowning.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Kill you. After Huang Fusheng finished speaking, he said to the Dharma Hall masters: "Whoever took this son's life for me, who will be recommended by this seat to be the deacon of the Law Hall." ”

The existence of the Deacon of the Law Hall is second only to the Elders, and it also means that he will be the candidate for the next Elder of the Law Hall, and he will naturally be taken care of by all parties in Tianzun Mountain, and his power and resources will be greatly improved, not to mention the disciples of the Law Hall, even the other mages are a little tempted.

I saw one of the disciples of the Law Hall exhibiting and saying, "Disciple Yan Ping is willing to relieve his worries for the throne." ”

Seeing Yan Ping come out, Huang Fusheng nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Ping is among the disciples, his cultivation is outstanding, he handles things decently, to put it simply, he can do things and be a person, he is very happy with Huang Fusheng, he has long regarded him as one of his heirs, but Yan Ping has been coming to Tianzun Mountain for a shallow time, if the position is promoted too quickly, it will inevitably cause others to be dissatisfied, so Huang Fusheng has been putting it in the masters, waiting for an opportunity.

Now the opportunity has come, as long as Yang Zongheng is killed. Yan Ping is a deacon, and others will not say anything.

Huang Fusheng nodded approvingly at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping turned around and walked up to Yang Zongheng, and the original smile on his face instantly converged.

ruthless, cold, vicious, and murderous intent, like Baotu Spring, all of them poured out.

I don't know, I think the two have a hatred for killing their father and taking their wife.

With a "bang", Yan Ping pulled out his sword from behind him, but his eyes kept staring at Yang Zongheng.

"Suffer death. Yan Ping roared, pulled out a sword flower, and then the sky changed suddenly, and dozens of sword shadows fell from the hole.

Yang Zongheng didn't raise his head, only to see the Nine Treasure Furnace behind him suddenly fly up, putting those sword qi into the furnace, and then tilting, those sword qi burned and flew towards Yan Ping.

Yan Ping was just about to resist, but he saw a print on Yang Zongheng's body, and Yan Ping couldn't succeed in sealing it several times.

Seeing that the flames were about to engulf it, Huangfu Sheng was shocked and was about to go to the rescue, only to see those flames suddenly stop in front of Yan Ping.

The flame then recycles itself back into the Nine Treasures Furnace.

Yan Ping is still intact, but his spirit has collapsed, this time he can't help but not kill Yang Zongheng, but also humiliated by him, not only is there no hope of promotion in the future, but he will also become the laughing stock of others.

And the other Tianzun Mountain people were stunned, and Yang Zongheng shocked them too much.

The eighty-one days in the Nine Treasure Furnace were intact, even if it was, how could the Nine Treasure Furnace be controlled by him, could it be that the time stayed for too long, and the two had feelings?

But all heavy treasures have spirituality, and they will naturally empathize with people, but this feeling is not piled up by time, but by fighting with the magic power of treasures.

A man can subdue a treasure, and a treasure is used by man.

Treasures oppress people, and people are either reduced to powder or reduced to puppets.

Eighty-one days, Yang Zongheng and Jiubao Furnace had countless confrontations, and finally not only subdued him, but also practiced "light eyes".

"Zhuzi, do you think that there is no one in my Tianzun Mountain?" Huangfu Sheng was furious, and he was about to do it when he locked it.

Suddenly, a person behind him hugged Huang Fusheng.

"Sima Kong, if you let me go, I'm going to kill this kid. ”

Sima Kong hurriedly said: "Brother Huangfu, Brother Huangfu, calm, calm, you are the elder of the Law Hall, 'once the treasure furnace comes out, there is no previous sin' This is clearly stipulated, you won't know the law and break the law." ”

"The law doesn't say that it includes mages other than Tianzun Mountain, what is he?"

"But the law doesn't say that it only includes the Heavenly Venerable Mountain Master. ”

"Sima Kong, what kind of person are you this kid, why do you speak for him everywhere. ”

"If you don't kill him according to the law, it will damage the reputation of our Tianzun Mountain, but I am for our Tianzun Mountain. ”

The two of them fought for a long time in public, Sima Kongxiao reasoned with reason, moved with affection, and finally Huangfu Sheng slowly calmed down.

But he couldn't swallow it.

At this moment, the Tianzun Hall in the distance suddenly flashed with light, and a roll of yellow paper flew out.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly knelt on the ground, only Yang Zongheng stood in place with a puzzled expression.

I saw that the yellow paper flew into the air above the dissolution table, and suddenly burst out with golden light, instantly stabbing at Yang Zongheng.

Yang Zongheng didn't dare to slack off, and his eyebrows and eyes suddenly opened.

The light is white, and the purple fire is the pupil.

A purple light shrouded the yellow paper, and in just a moment, the yellow paper slowly unfolded, and there was only a big word "free" written on it.

Only then did Huang Fusheng say respectfully: "I would like to follow the will of Tianzun." ”

Then the yellow paper burned in the air, but it didn't leave a trace of ash.

Only then did Huang Fusheng stand up, glared at Yang Zongheng fiercely, and then led the crowd away.

Others looked at Yang Zongheng like a monster.

Sima Kong stepped forward and said to Mr. Yang, "Let's go." ”

Yang Zongheng had already recognized this as the senior he had met under Qiyuntai in Leizhou, and he helped himself and Liu Xiaoxiao out of the siege at that time, and this time he helped himself, which made Yang Zongheng very grateful.

Sima Kong personally saw Yang Zongheng sent to the gate of Tianzun Mountain, and said to Yang Zongheng: "You go back and tell the Emperor of the Divine Kingdom that the elders of Tianzun Mountain don't know about the previous tribute, it is all a misunderstanding, in order to apologize, Tianzun Mountain will not interfere in the war between the Divine Kingdom." ”

Yang Zongheng bid farewell to Sima Kong and walked out of the gate of Tianzun Mountain.

Huang Fusheng looked at the open mountain gate and smashed the teacup in his hand.

"Yan Ping, you disappointed me too much. ”

"Disciple, if you have the grace of the teacher, please punish the teacher. ”

Huangfu Sheng pondered for a moment and said: "This time the Kingdom of God will definitely go on a northern expedition, Yan Ping, I'll give you a chance, do you want it?"

Jizhou, the sun of Shaocheng Mountain, the yin of the river.

It is a strategic place to enter the Central Plains from west to east, and it is from here that the Great Qin Emperor Xiao Jian entered the Central Plains twenty years ago.

It was also on that occasion that Xiao Jian slaughtered 200,000 troops from the Central Plains again, so that the corpses were piled up, blood flowed and drifted, and the entire river was dyed red.

Kill unknown.

The military advisor once persuaded Xiao Jian, but Xiao Jian turned a deaf ear.

Twenty years later, Xiao Jian was beheaded by Murong Hong, and a generation of heroes was trampled into pulp by thousands of horses.

Although Xiao Jian is dead, the country is still there.

At this time, there was an old man sitting on the mountain pass, the old man was thin, but he was wearing a wide black robe, and a huge word "death" was written on the black robe, which was obviously the dead family in Jizhou.

I saw three animal sacrifices placed in front of the old man, three sticks of incense rose up, and the old man sat cross-legged in front of the sacrificial table, and did not move a little for a long time.

And under the pass, Murong Hong led nearly 10,000 armorers to look up at the old man, not daring to be disrespectful.

After a long time, the old man slowly got up, picked up a piece of yellow paper from the table, and said something in his mouth, only to see that the yellow paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and then flew into the sky.

Then the sky was dark in the mountains and rivers, and the wind was gloomy and compassionate.

The river began to churn as if it were boiling, and the trees on the mountain seemed to be ghostly and ready to rush at the crowd at any moment, and even the ground where the soldiers were standing began to rustle.

This scene made those soldiers who had been through a hundred battles and crawled out of the pile of dead people tremble a little.

What's the situation?

It's better for me to die on the battlefield than to stand here.

It's terrifying.

But Murong Hong showed an excited expression on his face, and he saw the old man standing on the gate nodding at Murong Hong.

Murong Hong looked at the big river, and saw that gourds began to emerge in the river at some point, and those gourds floated on the surface of the river, one after the other, boundless.

Why are there so many gourds?

What does the emperor want the gourd to do?

What a gourd, that's a skull.

I saw a gourd slowly rising, and everyone saw its true appearance, what is it not a skull?

The soldiers seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, and some of their legs went limp.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the ground roll under his feet, and with a "bang", a skeleton as tall as those soldiers stood up.

The soldiers stiffened violently.

Not one, but almost every soldier with one or even two skeletons in front of them.

The skeletons were covered in dry skin, their bodies as black as black iron, and their eyes as black as the abyss.

The soldiers trembled their legs and closed their heads too tightly and their eyes closed, while the skeletons tilted their heads and looked left and right with interest.

At this time, those skeletons in Hanoi also slowly crawled to the bank, and for a while, on the bank of the big river, the mountains were full of black skeletons.

The old man waved his hand, and the six people moved a big drum to the mountain gate, and the old man said to Murong Hu: "Do you want to give it a try?"

After hearing this, Murong Hong's heart was crossed, and regardless of the generals' obstruction, he jumped off his horse and walked towards Shancheng Pass.

"Knock" "Knock"

Hearing the sound of drums, those black skeletons, which were originally chaotic, quickly formed a neat formation as if they had received an order.

I saw a burst of murderous aura soaring into the sky.

The dark and empty eyes of those skeletons glowed with stars.

Those ordinary soldiers were already heartbroken at this time, and they didn't dare to open their eyes even when they heard the sound of drums, and at this moment, they only felt someone pat them on the shoulder.

When they opened their eyes, they saw two flashing red eye sockets shaking in front of them, and at this moment, they almost lost their pants.

I saw the skeletons, stretching out their hands and pointing to the weapons in the soldiers' hands.

The ordinary soldiers looked at the rotten weapon in the skeleton's hand and hurriedly shoved the sword in the skeleton's hand.

I only heard the skeletons make a "roar" sound in their throats, as if they were laughing.

Some ordinary soldiers finally couldn't stand it anymore and passed out on the ground.