In the Forbidden City, looking at the brilliant light disappearing in Dongyue, Zhu Youxiao turned the dragon-turning pot in his hand.

The prayers of people's hearts that have not yet dissipated between heaven and earth turned into prayer dragons and were collected into the pot.

After another turn, on the altar, Zhu Guang felt that the dragon energy in Zi Mansion was trembling, as if it wanted to seize the body and come out.

"It's true that the emperor's family has been ruthless since ancient times." Zhu Guang chuckled, "It doesn't matter, in the past you had a lot of trust in me.

Now that I didn't do anything to harm Pindao at the critical moment, why not give it to you?"

After that, he used the ancient spirit dragon talisman in the Zi Mansion to turn the luck golden dragon into a dragon ball, then opened his mouth and spit it out.

As soon as the dragon ball appears, it turns into a divine dragon and flies into the dragon pot.

Seeing that the dragon spirit could not be summoned for a long time, Zhu Youzheng was preparing to activate the dragon-slaying knife of the Imperial Preceptor's Office.

Seeing this, he pressed his palm and turned the dragon pot again.

In the Imperial Master's Mansion, a little bit of energy started from Xuanlong Pond, went to Qinglong Bridge, Red Dragon Gate, Huanglong Hall, and finally poured into White Dragon Pagoda.

It turned into a ray of cold light and flew into the Zhuanlong Kettle.

Zhu Youxiao picked up the Zhuanlong Kettle and shook it, making a clanging sound.

Place it on the desk in front of you and place four dragon king statues in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest.

Then place the statues of the Eight Immortals according to the directions of the Eight Diagrams, and finally place the statue of the Holy Monarch on the rotating dragon pot.

"The world's dragon veins are cut off with a sword, and the Ming Dynasty lasts for thousands of years!" Zhu Youxiao straightened his crown and clothes, bowed and bowed.

Zheng!!!

A ray of light spun from the rotating dragon pot and flew into the knife in the hand of the statue of the Holy Lord. Then he jumped up and looked away into the sky as if he was alive.

Then the four dragon king statues let out a dragon roar and transformed into four colors of mysterious light, following closely behind.

There are also statues of the Eight Immortals waving treasures in their hands and using various means to cross.

The treasure energy and mysterious light mixed into a golden red light, which swept from the sky to the white mountains and black waters in the blink of an eye.

Cutting down along a mountain range that undulates like a dragon.

hold head high!!!

There seemed to be a dragon roaring and wailing in the void, and where the light fell, a mountain stream split open, and black-yellow turbid water flowed out of it.

Nurhaci, who was preparing to attack Ningyuan, suddenly fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

The shocked Baylor, ministers, and leaders of the Eight Banners who were standing aside hurriedly helped him up.

A muffled groan came from the Yin Mountain.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhu Youxiao's face also turned pale.

He held the dragon chair tremblingly and murmured: "I, Zhu Youxiao, am worthy of my ancestors."

I stood up and walked towards the carpentry room, but when I passed the pool, I fell into it with a "pop".

Fortunately, there was a palace maid and the eunuch found her in time and rescued her.

In the City of Wasted Death, King Yama slapped the female wall in front of him, and the entire City of Wasted Death rose from the ground and flew towards Yinshan Mountain.

Behind him are Zhong Kui, Lu Zhidao and the ten Yin commanders with solemn faces, and millions of elite soldiers armed with iron and steel.

Above the Yin Mountain, densely packed ghost cities are rising into the sky, accompanied by bursts of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

As soon as the two sides met, they accelerated their charge and fought together.

When Hong Lian arrived at the scene, Wu Tiantong jumped up and flew away like a cannonball and a streak of iron-blooded light like a meteor.

Taoist priest Lingguan waved his sleeves leisurely, and the auspicious clouds under his feet followed him slowly but really quickly.

The twelve Yuan Chens invited by Yi Hanyan turned into twelve streams of light, flickering forward according to a specific trajectory.

Lingqing didn't hesitate when he saw this, and immediately took all the incarnations into his body, turning them into the Lingjun Dharma form nearly a thousand feet high.

boom!!!

A gap suddenly opened in the dark sky of the Netherworld, and endless light poured down from it, illuminating the Yin Mountain.

The entire Yinshan Mountain shook and slowly transformed into the shape of a giant.

A mountain range thousands of miles long suddenly lifted up and turned into a giant palm holding the sky to greet the gap.

Zheng!

With a soft groan, a sword light as large as his arm flew out of the light.

In the blink of an eye, he split open the giant palm holding up the sky, and slashed towards his head with unabated force.

Click, click, click!

The rocks changed, and several palms the size of thousands of miles were formed and grabbed at the sword light.

boom!

Wu Tiantong, who was flying by, swayed in the wind, and his body suddenly spread out, turning into a size of three thousand feet.

The huge body is as flexible as an ape and flies to one arm.

He punched it violently, and the blood-red light exploded like a meteor, shattering the arm into pieces in an instant.

Then he turned around and pounced on another one.

However, there was no change in Taoist Lingguan. He just held up Ruyi in his hand and tapped it lightly on one arm.

Wow!

The rocky arm seemed to have no tendons and turned into countless rocks falling down.

His calm and calm appearance was even more shocking than Wu Tiantong's.

Twelve Yuan Chen does not take the initiative, but just makes a circle around it.

In an instant, the figures of Wu Tiantong and Lingguan seemed to be broken.

One moment it was in the east, and the next moment it was in the west.

On the other hand, the Ghost King of Yinshan seemed to be stuck, one after another.

By the time Ling Qing caught up, the two of them had broken all their arms.

The thousands of feet of sword light flashed past the Yinshan Ghost King, opening a large hole nearly a thousand miles in diameter.

"Twelve Yuan Chen!"

"Junior brother!"

Wu Tiantong and Lingguan Taoist priests saw the edge of the cave made of the same material as the heart of stone, and immediately shouted loudly.

"clear!"

"clear!"

Twelve Yuan Chen flew down into the cave, and in an instant, the surroundings were constantly squirming, and the stones trying to repair the wounds seemed to be suspended, motionless.

"How dare you, junior!" The Ghost King of Yinshan roared angrily, and the Yinshan Mountain rolled back from thousands of miles away, trying to bury everyone in it.

"The stars in the sky are changing all the time!" Ling Qing shouted loudly, and the magic formula in his hand kept changing.

In the Yangshi world, Tian Ying, Nie Xiaoqian and others suddenly felt something, and quickly activated the altar to summon the 365 spiritual gods in the sky.

A bright light suddenly appeared in the gray sky of the Netherworld, and then another.

There are more and more bright lights, as if the stars are falling.

The light is getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger, and the entire Yinshan Mountain seems to have sunk into the sea of ​​stars, making it indistinguishable from head to tail, left and right.

The rocks that rolled back were randomly interspersed, unable to cover the open wound.

Taoist Lingguan's hand changed, and twenty-four long rainbows suddenly appeared on his body, criss-crossing the wound along the heart of the stone, and tied it tightly.

"rise!"

As soon as he invoked the technique, the twenty-four rainbows tightened like ropes, pulling him out.

A huge stone heart with a radius of thousands of miles made a thumping sound, causing the divine light to tremble in the rainbow.

Suddenly, Shi Xin changed in the wind like a twin, turning into a human form.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the rainbow away from his body.

However, before he could make any move, Wu Tiantong, who was already waiting by the side, clenched his fists.

Immediately a wave of blood surrounded him, and he punched the Yinshan Ghost King staggering.

The Ghost King of Yinshan raised his hands high and clashed with Wu Tiantong's fist again.

Then he took advantage of the situation to retreat, and saw Wu Tiantong chasing after him in a hurry.

Without waiting for the body to stabilize, his hands changed, the seals continued, and he shouted: "Open!"

Upon seeing this, Taoist priest Lingguan immediately raised his vigilance, and Wu Tiantong also rushed towards him at a faster speed.

However, everyone discovered that he had no intention of fighting back, but that the Yinshan Mountain below was constantly collapsing.

"Is he trying to dismantle Yinshan? Why?"

Ling Qing and others couldn't help but have this thought flash through their minds.

"Heishan, long time no see!" Before anyone could understand, a voice suddenly sounded.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw the Patriarch of Demon Dang standing on the Yin Mountain with a sword in his hand.

A bit of golden light spread from the tip of the sword. Wherever the golden light passed, the Yinshan Mountain that had collapsed gradually returned to its original shape.

"Dang Mo! You are here!" The Ghost King of Yinshan slowly lowered his hands.

Looking at that relatively small figure, he said in a shocked voice.

"Forget it, the great road of ten thousand years is only for now!"

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