The city was shattered, the mountain gate was destroyed, the monks who were hiding were dug out one after another, and the sky was stained with blood clouds.
The monks in the refuge were frightened and worried. The images in the water mirror technique made them feel that demons and ghosts were around them. Maybe they would be the next one to be disemboweled and bleed!
They are like a swarm of locusts, no grass grows anywhere they go, and they are more terrifying than locusts, crushing every defense formation and harvesting lives one by one, without mercy or sympathy!
What is Huixu? He is the most powerful person that monks can look up to. The demons and ghosts led by Huixu are like the invincible shadow of death covering everyone's heart. They can only hide somewhere and quietly wait for the choice of fate, silently and fearfully.
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Tianjun felt powerless more than ordinary monks, because they were always strong and knew the gap between themselves and demons.
In order to be responsible for the safety of a faction and a clan, they were granted the title of Supreme Elder or other prestigious positions, but they could only hide in this critical moment and watch the places they should be guarding being wantonly destroyed.
In a secret realm of Taixuan Palace, a dozen supreme elders and the leader, the elder, watched the nine-headed demon spouting water and fire to blast away the mountain-protecting formation, and their hearts tightened.
Although the disciples and most of the movable things are hidden in this secret realm, dozens of treasures including the rare marrow-washing spiritual pool are still outside!
Sure enough, these monsters, as soon as they entered the mountains, specifically selected important places to attack, and the Taixuan Palace was almost completely demolished!
Guangcheng Zhenjun suddenly stared at a picture, "No, has it noticed the location of the secret realm?!"
In response to these words, the earth trembled violently.
Ghost Nine Infant's shrill cries seemed to pass through the space barrier!
Not only Taixuan Palace, but also the three ancient clans of Xuangu Sect, Canghai Sect, Lingshan Sect, Xuanlingmen, Gudiaomen, Wusheng Temple, Fulinmen, Liangqiu, Yangtou and Zhongli, all in the main cities.
They were all attacked in a focused manner, as if they had targets in advance.
The evacuation order issued by Taiyi in advance made them fail, and when they violently destroyed the buildings, they even more carefully searched for the monks' hiding place. They had the potential to dig deep into the ground, and the more victims they suffered.
Those who are hiding are like this, but those who have no place to hide and no time to hide have almost no life!
The struggling, praying, and sad voice was captured by Wu Feiyu through the spiritual staff. She stood in front of the Changsheng Temple, talking about the fate of the country and all living beings, and uttered a sacrificial poem, the Sutra of Wrath of God.
The obscure mantra seemed to echo in the hearts of all living beings, suppressing the emotions of fear, luck, and indifference, and arousing a cluster of anger.
What do they think.
What do they want to do!
They want these uninvited guests to die and want to drive them out!
How dare you destroy my place of survival, how dare you make me tremble and mute, how dare you take my life and hurt my fellow Taoists, how dare you cut off my Dharma veins and block my path!
Kill them!
When the heavenly kings from all directions heard the obscure sound for the first time, they were very surprised. Someone was collecting the power of wishes!
But they have rarely heard of the Dynasty being able to take the initiative to seduce people's wishes.
Generally speaking, the willpower is spontaneously generated by the people, and then merged into the vessel of willpower to enhance the national destiny. Especially in times of crisis, if the whole country can unite as one, the ambitions issued will resonate with the world and greatly improve the national destiny, thereby improving the national destiny.
Morale combat power and winning probability.
So now we should make great aspirations with the heart of all sentient beings?
"Don't forget that the high priest of Taiyi is a witch." Guangcheng Zhenjun looked at the increasingly shaky secret realm and raised a glimmer of expectation. He thought that in the legend, before each path was opened up, the witch spirits took on the form of mortals and traveled.
Pray for the power of sacrifice, the ability to control ghosts and gods, and to resist the existence of powerful enemies.
But this glimmer of expectation flickers like a candle and will be extinguished at any time, because he also knows that after the disappearance of the divine dynasty, the true inheritance of witch spirits is almost extinct. There may still be people who call themselves witch spirits, but most of them only know small magic and magical powers.
They are not as powerful and invincible as the shaman spirits of the Divine Dynasty.
A supreme elder interrupted his thoughts, "Disciples, listen carefully to the sacrificial words in your ears!"
"Yunyouzi Tianjun?"
"This sacrificial text is very good. The more you immerse yourself in it, the stronger your will will be. Give it a try."
The heavenly kings who led their disciples to hide in various places all said to give it a try. They had no other choice, so why not believe in Taiyi again!
Even the most unruly demonic sect, the Xuangu Sect, followed this sound and unleashed their anger.
In underground cities, dense forests, secret realms, and those hiding in their own caves and hidden places, billions of monks listened to the voice hovering in their ears. The voice gradually became clearer, and the indignation and anger in their hearts responded.
Along with it, a burst of heroic spirit seems to open up the world!
A steady stream of wishes flows towards Wangjun Mountain, just like a rainbow stretching across the world and the Milky Way hanging in the sky!
Venerable Sikong turned his eyes to look at Wu Feiyu in front of the Changsheng Temple. The color in his eyes faded, and he saw that there seemed to be two large vortexes of silver and one blue behind her, holding the heaven and earth with her body, and reaching the ghosts and gods with her strength.
His breath tightened, Wu Ling!
Yes, she is the inheritor of the witchcraft Bible that King Ming had always wanted to get!
I still remember that when Emperor Yuanming was still alive, he was also assisted by Gaotian tribesmen who were able to learn witchcraft. At that time, the inheritor of the Bible was so powerful that he made the powerful people keep it secret. He even refused to let people live in peace after death. He insisted on using the leftover curse.
Yintai took away a group of Garou soldiers who had been recruited.
How could she be so skilled in witchcraft at such a young age?
Venerable Sikong stared at the vast power of will that ordinary people could not see, and his spiritual consciousness did not dare to touch it. He could not move the terrifying energy contained in it. The witch spirit was indeed a miraculous existence that could do all kinds of impossible things.
Wu Feiyu raised her head slightly, with her snow-white chin exposed under her wide hat. She raised her spiritual staff and poured out her wish to form a spell. The situation suddenly changed and the whole world fell into darkness.
"The eye of God's wrath is the beginning of wrath. Those who are angry will live, and those who are cursed will die. Life and death are indistinguishable, and they follow each other like a shadow!"
The ghost swung its tail to pull away one person, and jumped out of the ground. The wind blowing in the darkness made it instinctively tremble, and it growled, "Who is doing this?"
"Why is it so dark?"
"What a joke, unless the quasi-sage comes, no one can stop me!"
"What's up there?"
The demons and ghosts slowly gathered together, looking up at the light spot that appeared in the sky. The blue light spot stretched into a line, and then opened suddenly. It was clearly an eye!
Endless divine power emanated from that eye, and just by being looked at it, one felt extremely frightened, as if it would be torn apart immediately.
The ghost bared its teeth and made a terrifying threatening sound, and cautiously retreated into the building, but when the eyes glanced at it, its body suddenly caught fire, and it was annihilated in an instant, leaving no ashes.
The surrounding demons and ghosts immediately ran away, but whether they escaped into the house, hid underground, or fled thousands of miles away, they were all invisible to that eye.
Everyone who is "seen" will be on fire, like a punishment from heaven.
The monsters everywhere were frightened and uneasy, unable to realize what was going on.