Facing the imposing sword light, Wutong Shen's eyes burst into splendor, his palms glowed with a layer of red light, and he swung together to clamp down on the menacing sword light.
The sword flickered, and he continued to struggle, but it didn't move at all between his palms.
"Amazing, amazing."
"Unfortunately……"
"Only this ray of divine power is too weak."
The Wutong Shen raised his eyes and looked forward, using all his strength, violent red light compressed between his palms.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, the sword light shattered, and the energy turned into ripples and spread.
The violent energy collision, Guan Erye's incense statue was the first to bear the brunt, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand was immediately shattered by the collision.
The golden light dispersed like stars and turned into a sword light again, with red light around it, and hair-like gaps appeared.
The Heavenly Witch's Star Curse was pressed down instantly, and the starlight penetrated everywhere.
"Puff puff……"
Starlights entered through the red light gaps and shot holes into the body of the God of Five Powers.
"It's no use!"
The Wutong God roared, and a golden light emerged from his throat, shooting out of the air like a flying sword.
Wrapped in the golden light is a golden hairpin with a phoenix tail, which contains surging incense, like the vastness of the deep sea.
With a "crash", Guan Erye, who also had the power of incense, was vulnerable to the golden hairpin and immediately shattered and dissipated.
At the same time, the statue of Guan Er Ye on the ground exploded into a sky full of sawdust and collapsed.
The power of incense!
Against the enemy, it is a murderous intention; against oneself, it is a life-saving medicine.
The incense faith accumulated on the phoenix tail golden hairpin is exactly the power of faith collected by Wutong God over the past hundred years.
The golden light representing the power of incense is just a scroll, and the broken finger is reborn and restored to its original state.
From the moment Mr. Guan was born to the moment he was shattered into pieces, it only took a few seconds.
Although it caused some damage, it seemed a bit insignificant in this incense belief.
Uncle Jiu's forehead was covered with cold sweat at some point, and his palms were stained with sweat.
"Xiao Xu, you have to fight hard!"
Uncle Jiu's deep voice had an unquestionable tone.
Seeing that Mr. Guan, whom he had supported for a long time, only resisted for a moment, Xu Ping's expression became calmer and calmer.
Desperately?
That's not all, he still has a trump card.
The stronger the enemy, the more necessary it is to make careful arrangements.
At this moment, a figure appeared on the mountain road, walking as fast as flying.
"Master, Shopkeeper Xu, I'm here!" Qiu Sheng looked anxious and was sweating like rain.
The veins on his arms popped out as he pushed a cart and ran very fast on the rugged mountain road.
On the cart lay the statue of the City God.
"Uncle Jiu, protect me!"
The moment Qiu Sheng arrived with the cart, Xu Ping jumped into the night sky with his feet on the seven stars. The willow sword in his hand danced in the night sky. A strong pulling force brewed on the sword and whipped up waves of strong winds.
Amid the traction in the sky, the statue of the City God shimmered.
Streams of incense power surged out instantly, flowed up the night sky, and merged into Xu Ping's body.
"The Thunder Lord thunders, the lightning stirs up the wind, he holds the sword to kill the gods, the sword is like rain, the evil spirits and monsters cannot hear, and those who hear my curse will have their heads broken and their brains shattered like fine dust."
"God-Killing Art!"
Rumble——
There are thunderclouds rolling in the sky.
The moon disk is looming, as if covered with gauze.
With the incense of all the people added to his body, Xu Ping hung in the mid-air, and the surroundings were filled with light, like the newly rising bright moon.
The more power the incense has, the greater the power of the God-killing Technique.
The power of the City God comes from the faith of the people. At this time, the power of the incense in the statue is only the fruit of offerings in recent years, and the City God has not yet had time to collect it.
Then, it was intercepted by Xu Ping, not enough...
The fierce oppressive wind, the clothes and the red light were shattered by the momentum, revealing the ferocious smile on the face of the Wutong God, competing with a god for incense belief, is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
When Uncle Jiu received instructions from Xu Ping, he had already unleashed more than a dozen talismans. Some turned into golden shields, some turned into blazing flames, and some turned into raging thunder and lightning.
But the next second.
A huge bloody palm flew out from the back of Wutong Shen's head, and he opened his big hand to grab Xu Ping in the air.
The golden light, flames, thunder and lightning along the way showed a destructive trend, and were instantly crushed by the bloody palm.
But the blood-colored palm was not easy to deal with. The blood glow became dimmed and its power gradually weakened.
Dahei also jumped into the sky without caring about his own safety, roaring towards the sky.
The dark clouds exploded with roaring sounds, creating a bloody storm, and the bloody palms were covered in holes.
At this moment.
A very strong evil spirit arose out of thin air in the mountain forest.
I don't know when Gu Nianhua woke up, but a strong evil spirit burst out from her limbs and bones.
On the jade face, there was a cold luster, and a look of determination.
The evil spirit that penetrated his body condensed into a ball in his chest.
She bit her fingertips, used the blood as a guide, manipulated the yin energy into a talisman, and drew the most skilled talisman she had practiced in this period of time.
【Yin evil talisman!】
As the saying goes, if the sword is not steel, it will not be fast, and if the talisman is not evil, it will not be effective.
At this time, the Yin Evil Talisman condensed in front of Gu Nianhua's body gradually turned light blue in the blood.
Talismans have different powers and come in different colors, including gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow.
The golden talisman is the most powerful, requires the highest level of skill on the part of the caster, and consumes the most power.
For example, the ones that Uncle Jiu usually used were mostly yellow talismans. The blue talismans were too expensive and he rarely used them.
But at this moment, Gu Nianhua relied on her Yin body and used her humble Taoism to activate the Yin energy in her body to condense a light blue talisman.
Along the way of spiritual practice, qualifications determine everything.
"Xiaohua, you..." Uncle Jiu was shocked for a moment, and his heart surged with thousands of waves.
Is this still my disciple who has just entered the path of spiritual practice?
But at the same time, he was also a little worried that if he forcibly used advanced talismans, he would easily suffer backlash.
"Master, I don't want to be a dragster, but I also want to do my part!"
Uncle Jiu's throat rolled, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll help you."
The true energy all over his body surged out crazily, and streams of true energy poured into his disciple's body.
The talismans condensed in the air instantly turned from light blue to dark blue.
But Gu Nianhua didn't stop, her Yin Qi leaked out desperately, and her face turned gloomy.
Suddenly, a sweet cry burst out from the gap between her clasped teeth, like a phoenix roaring in the sky.
"Urgent as a rule, edict!"
After releasing the talisman, her delicate body softened and she fainted again.
But before fainting, there is a smile on the corner of the mouth, and people who are protected by others can also shine.
In an instant, the Yin Evil Talisman flew out of the air, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the bloody palm.
"boom--"
The bloody palm disintegrated instantly, and blood rained down from the sky.
Wutong Shen's expression changed drastically, and his face was filled with horror.
At this moment, he heard a roar coming from the sky.
"Kill God, kill!"
The willow sword in Xu Ping's hand burst out with thousands of rays of light, and the power of the extracted incense turned into golden sword light, which suddenly fell to the earth like a punishment from heaven.
boom!
Everyone present felt the earth shake.
The huge sword light rushed towards the Wutong God with a destructive momentum.
At the critical moment of life and death, he looked calm.
The next moment, the place where the Wutong God stood was engulfed in light.
But where no one noticed, the phoenix tail golden hairpin rose into the air and blocked the owner.
The accumulated evil god incense instantly surged out and collided with the sword light.
…
The shrill cries of pain never stopped for a long time in the light.
The sword light is so close that you can't look closely at it. The power of the two incense melts into each other like a millstone.
The Wutong Shen's eyes widened and he exerted all his strength. Even if he was blocked by the phoenix tail golden hairpin, the majestic power of the incense shook his internal organs and caused blood to fall from the corners of his mouth.
With all his efforts, the red light lost its protective effect, and the Heavenly Witch Star Curse Formation took effect immediately.
Starlight streaks swept across his body, and scars appeared all over his body. Red blood gushed out and covered his body, turning him into a bloody man.
Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng couldn't help but rejoice, but Xu Ping, who was floating down, had focused eyes and the stone in his heart had not yet let go.
The qi-watching technique locked on the phoenix tail golden hairpin, and he clearly sensed that although the incense contained in it was mixed and impure and could not be compared with the one on the statue of the City God, it was still difficult to match because of its huge quantity.
"Awesome, you are really awesome!" A cold voice came from the gorgeous light, and pure killing intent echoed in the mountains and forests.
Xu Ping's expression tightened. Ever since he came here, he had laid out a careful plan to keep the opponent in a passive state of being beaten.
And what comes into play is the Heavenly Witch Star Curse Formation.
And the fatal blow is the God-killing Technique.
But now...
Looking quietly at the figure in the light, Xu Ping took a deep breath: "Guess, why did I bring you here?"
Suddenly, Wutong Shen's face tightened, and he glanced at the grave not far away, violent emotions filling his mind: "What did you do to her?"
"Mr. Lin!"
Xu Ping shouted loudly.
The grave mound belonging to Master Ren suddenly exploded.
"No!"
The five divine eyes were about to burst, and deep red blood flowed from the eyes.
In the mound of the exploded tomb, two paper figures drove Mr. Lin and flew out of the coffin, and what lay in the coffin was actually a white skeleton.
Wu Li has been dead for many years. Even if the Wutong God protects her, her body cannot be protected from decay.
And what was sealed in the white bones was the remaining ray of her consciousness.
What Xu Ping asked Mr. Lin to do was very simple, which was to use all the corpse energy in his body to force out that ray of consciousness.
But Wutong Shen didn't think so. He just thought that Xu Ping would crush the bones and make the ray of consciousness dissipate.
Then even if the Daluo Immortal descends to earth, he will not be able to resurrect her.
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Wutong Shen was in a state of confusion, and the action of casting spells also stopped for a moment.
At this moment, an extremely huge golden sword light fell from the sky, and the golden hairpin with the phoenix tail swirled, and was blown away, and happened to land in the coffin, next to the bones.
The golden sword light pointed to the unsuspecting Wutong Shen.
The sword light struck the Wutong God with an aura that could destroy the world. The already brilliant light was so brilliant that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The whole world, at the same moment, made a loud noise.
Wutong Shen was completely engulfed by the sword light.
…
After a long time, the light dissipated.
With only half of his body left, Wutong Shen smiled wildly.
"Hahaha!"
The laughter was deafening, and apart from his laughter, the forest was eerily silent.
There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart, and there is no greater sorrow than a smile.
Until now, all Xu Ping's plans have been successfully implemented.
"You killed Yuxiang, and you all have to be buried with her." Blood spurted out from Wutong Shen's mouth, and his exposed heart was still beating crazily.
Not dead yet?!
Xu Ping frowned and quietly put his hand into his arms.
The next moment, something shocking happened.
Countless wild beasts in the mountains and forests looked up to the sky and roared, and a stream of mixed incense beliefs poured into the body of Wutong God.
Flesh and blood proliferate, the whole person is bathed in red light, and the momentum rises again.
Wutong Shen's eyes were cold and terrifying, and he said sadly: "My incense is originally provided by the wild beasts in the mountains. As long as I am in the nearby mountains and forests, I will be immortal."
No matter what, Xu Ping never expected that the choice of the battle location would actually give him a steady stream of red and blue buffs.
Only the last link in the entire plan remains.
Master Yang once said that the handsome seal is the key to killing the Wutong God.
The drop in my hand hovered into the sky, and the bottom of the seal was blood red, as if it was stained with seal mud.
That was the essence and blood taken from the Yang sisters before leaving, and used at the bottom of the handsome seal.
After questioning them carefully, Xu Ping finally figured it out.
The fortune of the dynasty has declined, and the handsome seal is just a dead thing after all. If you want to activate the handsome seal, you must use the blood of the descendants of the Yang family.
But Mr. Yang doesn't know what effect it will have after activation. If it fails to kill the opponent, it will be exposed instead.
He could only ask Mr. Lin to sew the commander's seal into his body when he was about to die.
Looking at the handsome seal hovering in the sky, a trace of panic appeared on Wutong Shen's face.
How to use this thing... The situation was urgent, Xu Ping directly waved his hand to release a burst of infuriating energy, intending to try the effect.
Unexpectedly, the moment the true energy came into contact with the handsome seal, it was shattered into pieces.
Xu Ping:……
Before anyone could react, a deep black hole appeared in mid-air, into which no light could penetrate, and bursts of roars and killing sounds came from the black hole.
A circle of ultimate majesty spread out, as if containing thousands of troops and horses, and the sound of beating drums and shouting began to echo in the mountains and forests.
"Underworld, this is the gate to underworld."
Seeing the black hole appear, Uncle Jiu shouted in surprise.
It has been recorded in the Maoshan Secret Book that there are many ways to open the door to the underworld among the people. The handsome seal is originally a symbol of power and absorbs the breath of many dead soldiers.
When activated at this time, many soldiers of the underworld felt the call and suddenly opened a door to the underworld.
The next moment, streaks of black smoke rushed out, and when they hit the ground, they turned into ghost generals, their bodies as black as splashed ink, holding long spears, and rushed towards the Wutong God.
Immediately afterwards, thousands of arrows and thousands of chains were shot out from the gate of the underworld, flying towards the horrified Wutong God.
The Wutong God let out bursts of roars, and strange red light bloomed like a blood lotus.
Just as he was about to make a move, a soft voice suddenly sounded from the coffin.
"Fifth brother, stop it."
Wutong Shen paused in his spell-casting action and looked in disbelief at the silhouette of a blue smoke rising from the coffin.
"Jade fragrance..."
After hesitating for a while, the chains that were shot, ignoring the strange red light, instantly tightly wrapped around the Five Powers God.
The soul-binding locks of the underworld are specially engraved with evil objects. They are as powerful as the five-power god and cannot resist them.
"The evil gods and monsters must be killed quickly." A sharp roar came from the gate of the underworld.
Wutong Shen ignored it, and a red light turned into a palm, trying to catch the beautiful figure of the soul.
Unexpectedly, the beautiful shadow ran in the opposite direction to him, drifting directly towards the gate of the underworld.
Xu Ping knew that this was not the time to watch the excitement.
The willow sword in his hand flew out, passed several ghost generals, and galloped away.
"Kill God! Kill!"
In the gate of the underworld, the power of boundless incense suddenly floated out, attached to the willow sword.
The thunder and lightning sword light was strong, shining like the scorching sun.
The wooden sword suddenly penetrated Wutong Shen's left chest, the sword light shook, and strangled his heart to pieces.
The arrogant five-power god, seeing his beloved, threw himself into the gate of the underworld.
He closed his eyes unwillingly and lost his soul.
Instantly!
A sharp shout came from the gate of the underworld: "Who dares to intercept the incense of the underworld!"