The many heavenly soldiers and generals who came to earth to inherit the will of Zhenwu Demon Emperor were very strong.
If it is the real world, the dozen or so great monks in front of them may be just a little trouble for them.
After all, it is not the "old immortal" group of earth immortals who live longer than many celestial immortals. The Maoshan lineage in these game worlds has little knowledge. The Maoshan ancestors of Weiyu Cave Heaven have not passed on the method of how to practice the "earth immortal" realm due to the rules.
Compared with the terrifying group of soul-sacred powers in the Earth Immortal World, the souls in the game world can be called defective products.
Just like a fully armed special forces soldier with guns and a young man who has just grown up.
Of course, some arms may be special.
It's driving Gundam...
The heavenly soldiers and generals are some yamen who are in charge of discipline and hold powerful killing sticks.
However....
The heavenly soldiers and generals in the lower realm themselves, their descending bodies, did not inherit their strong bodies...
At this time, they were like a group of six or seven-year-old children holding simple weapons, who could cause damage to these soul monks from the Maoshan lineage. With the advantage of the number of people, they could also kill the "adults" in front of them.
But they can run away!
And he also pulled up a legion of dead men, which was more numerous than them!!!
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo...
The wind blew up.
At some point, an illusory green phoenix divine bird rose above the sky.
Stiff, and without pupils.
It is a "body" accumulated by countless bird souls with a little divine nature, and it has no main soul, nor is it recognized by the orthodox Qingluan.
If you encounter such a "disobedient person" who blasphemed the gods on weekdays, the heavenly soldiers and generals would not say a few more words of mocking and then call them and arrest them.
But now, this is indeed a trouble!
Seeing the Qingluan spread its wings and flew south to the sky, a god who had an old friend of the Qingluan clan roared in the sky camp.
"You actually dare to use the method of soul accumulation to blaspheme the soul body of the spirit!"
Listen to what he said.
Below, the old Taoist priest of Maoshan who was encouraging to activate the "White Tiger Spirit" sneered.
Is Qingluan a spiritual god?
The southern spiritual god who orthodoxly accepted the recognition of the world's will is obviously a Xuanniao, but a few days ago, the Xuanniao came to the world, which disrupted their plans!
Otherwise, there would be more than one oriental Yi Wood Spirit that would be answered at this time!!!
Without the mind to popularize any general in the sky, the old Taoist priest of Maoshan looked at the solid white tiger spirit and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I would like to invite the spirit of Western fine gold."
As he finished speaking, the huge white tiger whistled to the sky.
The white tiger opened his eyes and glanced at the active "Qinglong" in the sky, then looked at his body that was uncertain and vague, and glared at a group of Maoshan Taoist priests beside him with some dissatisfaction.
"This does not match your sacrifice! The rules of heaven are thirty zhang, why do I only take seventeen zhang?"
While speaking, the formed white tiger also swept the ground with its thick and long tail, sweeping away the several corpses that had just crawled out from behind...
"This... I hope the Lord Haihan of God. I don't know if the master soul we prepared for the Lord was abandoned by any fellow Taoist. Now, I have never found a master soul that can replace the body of the Lord..."
The old Taoist priest from Maoshan smiled bitterly.
Is the White Tiger so easy to find?
There are not a few hundred in the world. Isn’t it that simple to cultivate a white tiger with divine nature, just like a phoenix, and can carry the soul of essence gold?
God knows which turtle grandson is owed, so he actually gave up the secrets they had arranged!
"Guru...is that true?"
The White Tiger's divine soul shook his head, and glanced at the "Yi Wood Qinglong" who was showing his might in the sky with envy, and then he responded unwillingly: "Forget it, this is Yiping, the soul, and these delusions are just spiritual instincts.
This time, we will help you to resist the enemy, which can be considered as the cause and effect of that year.
Only once.”
"Thank you, God."
The old Taoist priest of Maoshan nodded, smiled and said, "The God's actions have great merits from this heaven and earth."
Great merit?
The White Tiger Spirit glanced at the "Great Merits" who had just crawled out of the underground. Even though they were virtual images, the temporarily generated consciousness still did not repay any hope for this merit.
Relying on a group of skeletons, zombies, and dead people to save the world?
Or face Guixu?
It is better to expect that when it is destroyed and Guixu, it will not be demonized by Guixu. It is better to return to dust and return to earth.
"roar!!!"
After a little thought, the White Tiger's Spirit roared, the tiger's eyes widened, and the next second, its huge body soared into the sky!
The wind comes from the tiger!
Even if the White Tiger, who suppresses the Western Ji and controls the essence of gold, will not forget its instinct to control the storm!
With four claws walking on the wind, just a few steps, you rushed to the clouds in the west, and lined up with the Qinglong and Qingluan.
Moreover, there was a hurricane that could not be dispersed by his side. Compared to the "Shanjun" that Zhao Yang saw at the beginning, he was even more powerful!
The roar of a tiger came.
Below, Ye Fan, who had turned into a corpse and fighting body, laughed when he heard the sound. Two pairs of pointed tiger teeth appeared on his dry lips and teeth, which were shining with bronze metallic luster.
"The blue dragon, the white tiger, the black bird, and the third of the four spirits is the only one that is the black turtle that suppresses the north.
Whether the old Taoists’ plans can be successful depends on whether they can control the Northern Xuanming for their use!”
With just one sentence, Ye Fan had already pulled out the two powerful golden armored corpses from the ground.
"hiss!!"
As soon as Ye Fan pulled it out, the golden-armored corpse seemed to have figured out the situation, and a corpse gas mixed with resentment sprayed at Ye Fan.
This thing is very poisonous!
The corpse energy containing corpse poison, resentment, and the breath of the golden armored corpse itself can cause the grass to grow in the place where it passes within ten years.
Even a strong boxer, if he is sprayed with a mouthful, he is afraid that the corpse poison will enter his body. He will not be able to recover from three or five months.
A tiny gas was sprayed strongly.
"Damn! You're such a big tone..."
Ye Fan, who was covered in copper and iron bones, would naturally not be invaded by corpse poison. He felt that the stench was unbearable, and he directly smashed the golden armored corpse that had just been pulled out in front of him into the ice with an old fist...
When the golden-armored corpse wailed with grievance, Ye Fan, who inserted his head into the ice hole, shouted at him.
"Don't yell, I'm doing it for your own good.
You said that you haven't brushed your teeth for so many years, and if you don't rinse your mouth, how can you find a wife in the future?"
Ignoring the unlucky guy who was pulling his head out, Ye Fan turned around and walked in another direction.
A few dozen meters away, there were two "old acquaintances" who were obviously dressed in different clothes fighting each other, and he was just in need of "tuning".
These will be his old foundation in the future...
Chapter completed!