The surrounding auras were gathered by him, which was the Feng Shui formation he had arranged before.
In the Qimen situation, all directions are mobilized and concentrated in the center. It is like a container, or a vent, venting the breath directly from itself.
At this time, Tang Sanmu launched such an attack. When he saw his hands waving, the surrounding aura seemed to be trembling slightly.
The evil god's body was directly pushed out by the impact of the powerful force. After taking a few deep breaths, he lay on the ground and stopped moving.
Tang Sanmu frowned slightly, but when he saw the evil god like this, his heart was filled with vigilance.
After all, how could one of Wujie's three great masters be defeated by him so easily? Tang Sanmu was already prepared to fight tooth and nail.
The evil god now is definitely using a plan.
At the same time, on a desolate mountain, deep inside a dilapidated Taoist temple.
There is a quaint house with three big characters written on it - Shenji Pavilion.
The people living here are all hermit masters who have withdrawn from the disputes in the world of mortals.
Now I pursue the path of immortality every day, hoping that one day I can penetrate the world of mortals and break the barrier.
But at this time, the endless years of peace in Shenji Pavilion were also broken.
Someone frowned, patted the table and said, "Now that the world is undergoing catastrophe, what do we look like here acting like cats?"
Look at the Qin family boys and Tang Sanmu, we have all grown up watching them, and now they are all working hard outside.
I can't accept it if you ask me to pretend to be dead here!"
"Calm down, Huo Fuhan. It's not that I can't say anything, but I'm just thinking about how to maximize the value of our Shenji Pavilion."
"Lao Chuan, you are already very slow in nature, and now that you are older, your reactions have become somewhat sluggish.
By the time you figure out what to do, the battle between Wujie and Human World will probably be settled."
"I also think that since our Shenji Pavilion is determined to be born, there is no need to make any plans. We can just go out and kill randomly!"
After finalizing the decision, everyone lined up and strode outside.
Among them, there is Tang Sanmu's master, or in other words, he can call all these people masters.
After all, although these sorcerers did not teach Tang Sanmu techniques, they taught him the theory since he was a child.
Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he laid a solid foundation for it. Otherwise, Tang Sanmu would not have a deep understanding of the spells in the Hundred Arts Illustrated Book as soon as he got it.
In troubled times, the warlock came out of the mountain and ended his years of seclusion.
Gusts of strong wind blew by, and in the eyes of these people, they looked as if they were dead.
I have been living in seclusion for many years, and I actually don’t know much about this world anymore.
But since there are difficulties in the world, they still hold on to the determination to die!
The person who gave orders in front of Qin Sanshui was really weird to the extreme. Not only was his body shape wandering, it was hard to figure out.
His own magic is even more weird. If he is not careful, he will pinch his soul and feel his life being sucked out.
Originally, Qin Sanshui felt that he had no causal relationship with this person, but the critic calmly said: "As long as you are in Jiuzhou, your birth, old age, illness and death will all be within Jiuzhou.
Even if the cause and effect is cut off, the fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots. Your foundation belongs here, and it is ultimately different from us unbounded wanderers."
As he spoke, he pulled hard with both hands, as if pulling a rope.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Sanshui felt that his life breath seemed to be really sucked away by some powerful force, and he staggered and became dizzy.
Fortunately, his reaction was very quick, and he had experienced hundreds of battles and had gone through countless rounds of life and death.
The ability to sense danger is also very strong. The moment his body tilted, Qin Sanshui quickly rushed in front of the critic, trying to stop his movement.
However, the figure of the person who criticized the order was more confusing than a ghost. How could Qin Sanshui succeed so easily? As soon as he got closer, the person who ordered the order disappeared before his eyes.
For the first time, Qin Sanshui felt that his life was tangible. It was like unpacking a sweater. The critic had already grabbed one end of the sweater.
Now that he was whipped hard, Qin Sanshui's aura began to fade away quickly.
Qin Sanshui staggered again, frowned, shook his head twice, and asked in a deep voice: "It's really a good idea, is life really tangible?"
"It depends on how you understand it. In fact, everything in the world is tangible.
It just depends on the way you grab it. Some people think water is invisible because it can't be grasped by hand.
But if you are given the tools, you can pick it up bit by bit.
Some people think that breath is invisible, but a magician can gather breath together and make it tangible.
In fact, in just one thought, when you cross this threshold, understand the meaning, and get such a container, then life can become a tangible thing." The critic looked like a kind elder.
The movements in his hands also looked very gentle, and he kept smiling.
But that seemingly gentle action is actually full of killing intent, and a simple action can end the life of the person in front of you.
But he didn't expect that the critic's body staggered at this moment, his whole center of gravity was pressed extremely low, and the bones in his body also made a crackling sound.
The movements in his hands were also forced to stop, and the breath of life returned to Qin Sanshui's body continuously.
Qin Sanshui stared at his hands, feeling the changes in his body, and then smiled lightly: "I have been taught, and I am worthy of being a critic. I have been studying human life when I was unbounded.
It really opened up the world a lot."
"Actually, the so-called destiny criticism is probably just the inheritance of witchcraft in the past. Witchcraft gave birth to Zhu Youshu and destiny criticism.
One is to cure diseases, one is to change life, one is to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and the other is to contaminate cause and effect.
But later on, the tradition of treating diseases and saving lives was passed down, while the inheritance of tainted cause and effect was slowly lost." Qin Sanshui muttered again.
The critic did not speak, because his body was still being pressed, and he was fighting against the feeling of oppression. He gritted his teeth and stared at Qin Sanshui.
If you look closely, you will see that there is an extra paper man on his back.
The paper figure is all red, as if it has been soaked in blood, and its yang energy is soaring.
Although it is just a piece of paper, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a bright future is pressing behind the critic.
The critic's technique is mysterious, but it's hard to say how powerful his spiritual body is or how strong his aura is.
So just a paper man has already broken his magic.
As more and more possessed people appeared on the ground, roaring sounds began to sound in the sky.
If you look closely, you will see that there are many helicopters hovering above, and many people wearing special forces-like clothes are staring at them from the helicopters.
It is said to be a special forces or military aircraft, but it looks a bit weird.
Runes were painted on the plane and music was played. The content of the music was the singing of certain scriptures.
The position of the plane itself is also very metaphysical, allowing the sound to be transmitted downwards, like a surging river, continuously echoing around the possessed person.
When the possessed person hears such a voice, he is obviously a little confused and a little tired, but there is nothing unusual about ordinary people.
"What's going on! Why does the spell above hurt the warlock!" Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.
Immediately afterwards, someone responded: "How strange! There is also a warlock here who has been tricked, and the situation is not right!"
"No! No! It's not a warlock. Get away from everyone! Get away!"
Be sure not to stand too close to each other! Some warlocks are not in the right state!"
On the ground, the warlocks who were fighting now quickly separated like blooming flowers.
The battle formation that had just been gathered quickly rushed away.
The helicopter above had a rope hanging down, holding a loudspeaker in his hand: "Everyone, Master Tang told us that when the war begins, there will definitely be possessed people among the warlocks waiting for opportunities!
What we are doing now is all what Master Tang has taught us! Our mission is to stand guard for you.
Ensure the safety of all warlocks!"
I only saw yellow talismans on the soldiers.
A possessed person's eyes were red, as if he was forced to the extreme by the sound of chanting sutras, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Roaring, he rushed upwards, stretched out his palms fiercely, and was about to attack the soldier.
But as soon as the palm came into contact, the talisman on the soldier's body showed a ray of light, and the burning breath was released instantly.
The possessed person screamed sharply and fell directly from above.
The talismans on the helicopter are Dharma.
The location of the helicopter has good feng shui.
And the spells above are spells.
Techniques, magic, and feng shui are all gathered here, just to weaken the possessed person whose aura has reached the extreme.
"This looks like Master Qin's magical weapon. It is indeed indestructible. The possessed person just grabbed it hard and failed to break through the defense."
"It's a pity that the possessed person is still strong after all. At that time, the clothes on the soldier obviously looked a bit torn, and I'm afraid they won't be able to hold up for a long time."
"Brothers, let's work harder. The two masters Qin and Tang have arranged our support for us. There is really no reason to embarrass them!"
Some possessed people are attached to warlocks, or simply pretend to be warlocks and mix among the crowd, waiting for opportunities to attack within the crowd.
If this plan really succeeds, it will definitely deal a fatal blow to the warlocks.
After all, the original focus was on the enemy in front of him, and after the possessed person became powerful enough, he became better at hiding his aura.
Wisdom will also grow with its own strength, allowing it to hide, sneak attacks, and even use tactics.
At this time, after realizing that there was a possessed person among the warlocks, everyone looked solemn and quickly formed their formation again.
The soldiers held weapons unique to Qin Sanshui, similar to crossbows. The wooden handles were carved with dragon and phoenix patterns, and the patterns were mixed with complex lines.
With so much murderous intent, you can imagine how much thought was spent on it.
At the same time, the warlocks who were struggling with the Unbounded People were somewhat powerless.
After all, they have no experience fighting against the Unbounded.
In addition, I have just learned the techniques passed down by Tang Sanmu not long ago, so I am not very proficient in many aspects.
Even though these warlocks who competed against the Unbounded were all the best warlocks in the human world, when facing the Unbounded, the sense of oppression still caused them to make frequent mistakes.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen corpses appeared scattered on the ground.
The more corpses there are, the greater the pressure on the warlocks, and the deeper the fear in their hearts.
Now their brows were knitted into knots, and they retreated subconsciously under the attack of the Wujie people.
"Fellow Taoist, are you scared? I just saw you take five steps back." Even in this situation, some people were still joking and competing with those around them.
In such a tense atmosphere, it is this kind of joking that can ease the atmosphere.
"Stop talking nonsense, you also took three steps back and you still have the nerve to talk to me."
"Why are you retreating one by one? Think about Master Tang, Master Qin, and the more ancient Master Qin Bailian. They are now facing the three masters of Unbounded. Do they have room to retreat?!
"
As soon as these words came out, these warlocks seemed to be encouraged.
"Damn it, you're right, if you really can't stand it anymore, let's finish it together!"
"I will die for Kyushu, and I will not be alone on the road to hell. There is nothing to retreat from!"
"kill!"
Everyone was united, and the shouts of killing rose into the sky again, driving waves of sand and stones, and these warlocks rushed forward again.
In fact, similar things are happening everywhere in Kyushu.
They are all made of flesh and blood, and everyone will be afraid and subconsciously retreat.
But in different locations, thousands of miles apart, groups of people made the same choice.
Don't back down, charge forward!
Nine states hang by a thread, heroes take care of themselves!
And at the same time that everyone was shouting for murder, groups of mysterious people appeared all over Kyushu.
Some of these people had heavy paint on their faces and were holding sticks or spears in their hands.
Some wore clothes made of animal skins and fake hoods to make themselves look like wild beasts, holding sharp daggers in their hands.
These people suddenly appeared from all over Kyushu and moved very quickly towards the place where the war took place.
When the fighting warlocks saw these figures from a distance, their hearts skipped a beat. These people looked strange, and they didn't know whether they were enemies or friends.
Someone in the crowd said in a deep voice: "God sent down a magical power to give the boy an immortal body.
Those who smear their faces with oil paint are a way of inviting gods in western Hunan, which has not been recorded for many years.
This method of inviting gods invites evil gods, who are invulnerable to weapons and weapons, and whose body is fused with hundreds of poisons. It was originally regarded as a sorcery."
Another person took a deep breath and said: "Insects enter the body, the energy attacks the heart, and the copper skin and iron bones refine the body.
This is a poisonous person. It takes insects to enter the body. After entering the body, it behaves like a wild beast and is very ferocious. It is also made of copper skin and iron bones, so it is very powerful.
This is also a witchcraft from western Hunan, and I thought it had been lost."
After those people came over, they all clasped their fists and bowed: "There is no good or evil in magic!"
"People are divided into good and evil!"
"The Western Hunan lineage, the Witch God Sect, and the Poison Gu Sect are here to help!
The senior performs a wonderful method, and the disciple follows the instructions!"