Chapter 022: The Demonic Fire Is Hard to Hold

It wasn't long before the Dharma Protector would see a Divine Monarch wearing a vermilion robe with a heavy divine light.

This is Langya City God!

The Dharma Protector will look at this City God with some sneer, this State City God is much more timid than expected.

I'm afraid that if it weren't for the birth of the drought that had the greatest impact on him, I am afraid that this person would not have appeared here.

"The Drought seems to be gone!"

Langya Chenghuang carefully inspected this black-pressed mountain range, and only breathed a sigh of relief for a moment.

"Lord Chenghuang!"

At this time, on the top of the mountain, a divine light flashed, and the surrounding night wandering gods and land spirits also arrived.

"Lord Chenghuang's flashing qi is ......"

His face was dark, and he couldn't help but ask directly.

"It's the divine power of the god of drought!"

Affirmed by the state city god, a dry god has no face.

Shinto relies on incense, so can there still be incense in the place where the drought goes?

Not only will the living people be lifted out of wealth and poverty, but they will also be lifted out of wealth and poverty, or even fall as a result!

Seeing that the gods were frightened, the city god of Langya County coughed dryly and said again.

"But it's also possible that it's just a magic weapon used by the drought fish in the past!"

"After this god felt this, he found no signs of drought fish activity!"

This made the gods look a lot better, but if it was a drought magic weapon, it was not as bad as imagined.

On the hundred-year-old jujube tree, the Dharma Protector General couldn't help but want to jump out, but he still held back, this has nothing to do with his mission, if it is not necessary, he must not show up easily.

It's just that the Dharma Protector will be sure that it must be born from a drought!

That drought god's divine power will never be fake!

But the Dharma Protector in the heart will be able to understand Chenghuang's worries, once it is determined that there is a drought in Langya County, the gods will not have a good life!

The top will definitely send a great god down to investigate.

This is not a good thing for the gods of Langya County!

"Venerable God, is there any evidence for such speculation?" At this moment, a voice came, and several streamers appeared on the hillside.

Those were several Taoists who practiced in Langya County.

The leader is Zhen Daoren.

The master of the Iron Immortal Temple in Langya County is rumored to be strong.

Although the Iron Immortal Temple may not be famous compared to the famous sects of the Three Mountains Fu Sect, there is absolutely no Taoist who can easily ignore it.

The immortal enshrined in the Iron Immortal Temple is none other than Tie Guan Li, one of the Eight Immortals.

This Zhen Daoist is rumored to have obtained a volume of "Xuantian Treasure Urn" left by Tie Guan Li, so he realized the method of cultivation and can be regarded as a disciple of Tie Guan Li.

Of course, there is no way to know whether it is true or not, but the city god of Langya County does not dare to slack off, although the eight immortals have not yet been consummated, but who knows that these immortals are not easy to mess with!

Looking at it, behind Zhen Daoren, there were several well-known Taoists in Langya County.

"Nature is well-founded!"

Langya Chenghuang turned his gaze to look at a god living with a cane next to him, this god had a broad face, a white beard, long eyebrows, black and short, and an earthy yellow divine power flowing around him, and he seemed to have a low status among the gods!

"Golden Thread Land, have you sensed the divine strength of the drought fish's departure!"

The Golden Line Ridge is in the way of this mountain range, and the Land Mansion is also around, if the drought is gone, it will definitely not be able to hide the Golden Line Land.

If it suffers, of course, the first one to be sacrificed to the flag by the drought is also the land of the golden thread.

"Back to the City God, the little god didn't notice the change in the divine power of the drought fish!"

The land of Jinxian Ridge wiped the sweat on his forehead that he had never had, and then said again. "Of course, it is also possible that the little god's divine power is low, and he has detected the traces of the drought god's comings and goings!"

Langya Chenghuang bowed slightly at the beginning, but when he heard the picture behind the land of Jinxian Ridge, his face was a little gloomy.

Beside him, a mountain god's eyes flashed and said, "But I really haven't heard of any signs of the birth of the drought god before!"

Beside it, there are also gods on duty who echo it. "Yes, what the little emperor mountain god said is right, but if a monster like a drought is born, there will be no other vision!"

When Zhen Daoren heard this, he immediately said.

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to the poor Dao's opinion, it is best to uphold God in this matter, otherwise if God blames it, it will be difficult for God to take it!"

"Real people, please rest assured, such a big thing God will only be more attentive than real people!"

Langya Chenghuang's expression was faint, and when the Daoist Zhen heard this, he glanced at the other Daoists at the moment, followed the direction of the divine power of the drought fish, and explored all the way.

Langya Chenghuang's expression sank a moment after the few Taoists left, and his gaze was a little cold, glancing at the land of golden threads, and his eyes were secretly hateful.

These Taoists are nosy!

And this Golden Thread Ridge land is so boring, and some of them will be small shoes for him to wear in the future.

Langya Chenghuang was not an upright person before he became a Chenghuang, he was born in the Sima family, he was born in the royal family, and if he didn't do this, he wouldn't have been able to ascend to the throne of Chenghuang in the state.

His body is not clean, and if he let the heavens send an envoy to come, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him!

In the blink of an eye, Langya Chenghuang already has an idea in his mind, but he still has to investigate!

At that moment, he drove the Divine Envoy to the Golden Whip Cliff, where the Drought God's divine power erupted.

At the same time, the eyes of the gods were majestic, looking at the way of the gods. "Ladies and gentlemen, now that there are traces of drought in your and my territories, it is really a great disaster, and I hope you will bear with me a lot of this matter!"

"Yes, Lord (Shenjun)!"

......

Golden Whip Cliff, where the mountain villa is located, Wang Yuan has already erased the beginning and end of the fight in the mountain, sitting in the study, Wang Yuan can detect many traces of divine power breath passing through the outside of the mountain villa.

It's even more lively outside than expected!

After a while, he noticed three or four waves of eerie Yin God power dangling in front of the door, and many of them even swept their eyes into the study, only to look at a few times before leaving.

He is not a black household, as the son of a celebrity in Langya County, Wang Tong sentenced Wang Qingtian's son-in-law, but he has attracted much attention!

The peculiar personality naturally hid his Dao mana, but no god doubted him.

But this kind of big movement made Wang Yuan temporarily make up his mind.

A person as pure and virtuous as him could not accept the Drought Demon Fire.

Right!

It's the Demon Fire!

At least it is unacceptable for the time being, at least when you have the ability to subdue the Drought Demon Fire and not be affected by the Drought Demon Fire in turn!

The Drought Shark True Fire does not match your own Dao Qi, and using the Drought Shark True Fire will greatly detract from your merits!

After having an in-depth understanding of the condensation method of the Drought Demon Fire, Wang Yuan even decided that this was a ruined supernatural power.

The cultivation of the Drought Demon Fire requires the power to hook the true fire of heaven and earth, as well as the deep death qi, corpse qi and other dark powers!

Accumulating this kind of power will inevitably lead to the loss of merit!

Otherwise, you can only fight with those high-ranking people on the side and snatch them from them!

......

The next day, Wang Yuan ordered someone to send Qian Ye, who was about to lose his effect, back to the Wuyang County Ya Prison.

At noon, in the county office, Cao Zhixian was having a headache these days, and when he received the report from the officer, he almost jumped up and rushed to the county government prison with people.

"My son is back!!"