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Chapter 490: It is the God of Tai Sui in the world

Jiang Zhiwei stood on the cliff, looking up at the sky.

The clouds come from the northwest, and drift toward the southeast. Wherever they roll, thick fog falls. The mountain where Jiang Zhiwei is located is like a sea of ​​clouds. The heavy rain has not yet arrived, and the clothes all over her body are already wet.

"Son, please wait until the rain passes before you leave."

Behind Jiang Zhiwei is a group of thatched houses. It is said that the village was built in the mountains to avoid wars in the early years. After the establishment of the Jin Dynasty, only some officers and soldiers came here occasionally. On weekdays, this place has little contact with the government, and the life is poor but comfortable.

"Auntie, I've traveled around the world and I'm used to seeing wind and rain."

Jiang Zhiwei said goodbye to her aunt, held her long sword, bowed and disappeared into the clouds.

The white mist is so vast that it is difficult to see it at a close distance. In this cloud and mist, it is quite like an ancient fairy. The vines on the left and right of the mountain road are covered with vines and thorns are hidden. The severe rain not long ago washed away the water channels in the mountains, causing the water in the mountains to be littered with gravel. Stepping forward,

It's all yellow mud.

"A long peach branch is inserted into the Yangtze River and flows freely. The fierce gods are frightened and the ghosts will be sad. Yama will also bow his head when he sees it. The roads are open from north to south, west to east, and you can escape and escape..."

A funeral song was heard in the thick fog.

Jiang Zhiwei paused and looked at some shadowy figures in the thick fog in the distance. There was a person floating at the highest point, which was the god of manifestation. In the funeral tradition at this time, this god was tied with paper before the coffin.

The thick fog dissipated to the left and right, and the funeral procession also walked three feet in front of Jiang Zhiwei. At this moment, Jiang Zhiwei saw clearly the true appearance in front of her. The thing floating on the top was not a paper bundle, but a person wearing a visor.

The real person in the Taoist mask seems to be stuck on a bamboo stick as thick as a chopstick, without any weight, rising and falling with the height and height of the person behind him.

Could this be a manifestation of Shinto?

When Jiang Zhiwei saw this situation, he couldn't help but have this thought in his mind. There are many legends in the world about clay sculpture-like gods suddenly appearing holy and walking freely like humans.

"myth?"

Jiang Zhiwei asked aloud.

"Who's blocking my way?"

The voice of the God of Manifestation is buzzing.

Jiang Zhiwei didn't say anything. At this moment, she suddenly thought of a legend. If you give names to such ghosts and gods, you will be cursed.

"Returning to God, the woman in front of me is called the Fairy of the Absolute Sword by people in the world, and is also called Jiang Zhiwei by the beautiful Yama."

There are many followers under the God of Xian Dao, and one of them is the leading woman, reporting to the God of Xian Dao.

"Are you Meiyan Luo Jiang Zhiwei?"

The God of Xian Dao looked down from a high position and shouted to Jiang Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhiwei didn't say a word, and she held out the long sword in her hand, and stabbed straight at Xian Dao Shen.

I heard the sound of the silk cracking, and the figure of the Taoist God turned back. The place where Jiang Zhiwei's long sword was handed was like the silk cracking like a shell. There was also a thick smoke, and the rustling flying needle came towards Jiang Zhiwei.

After this sudden change, Jiang Zhiwei was not frightened. She turned her long sword around and absorbed the flying needles of smoke. Then the sword poured down like a long river towards the followers of Xian Dao Shen.

"Ahh..."

The sword light was mixed with poisonous needles and poisonous gas, and the followers of Xian Tao God screamed in agony.

"Be bold!"

Xian Dao Shen flew away in mid-air, without ever landing on the ground or using his strength. He suddenly moved forward and flew towards Jiang Zhiwei again. His body was stiff and his hands were stiff, like a ghost grabbing at Jiang Zhiwei.

After retreating and advancing, the sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand lost all its sharpness, while Xian Dao Shen's hands were already pinching him.

Jiang Zhiwei was not frightened. He turned around and swung his sword. He held the long sword in his right hand and swept it towards the ground. At the same time, he moved his left hand forward and pointed towards the Xiandao God. On Jiang Zhiwei's body, there was a form condensed with sword intent, pointing towards Xiandao.

God stabbed him with his sword.

"Go!"

There was no flaw in the body of the sword spirit. A sword swept across the body of the God of Xian Dao, leaving a huge wound on his shoulder. Then Jiang Zhi slightly swung his sword and flew away, and the long sword swept past the God of Xian Dao.

Immediately after the manifestation of the god, the body and head were separated.

With three moves and two moves, the god of manifestation of this mythical organization died.

Seeing this, many followers of Xian Dao Shen did not flee directly. Instead, they shouted and immediately formed a formation. Many long and short swords were placed together, surrounding Jiang Zhiwei, and rushed towards Jiang Zhiwei according to the formation.

"Is there anyone else behind?"

There was excitement in Jiang Zhi's eyes. She held out the long sword and intertwined with the daggers in the formation. Yuantian Sword Art swallowed the sword intent in the daggers and stabbed them out. There was only a clanging sound.

The white mist became thicker and thicker at this time.

About a mile away from the fighting place, two people were rushing towards the fighting place very quickly.

"The God of Tai Sui, the God of Pathfinding."

A man's clothes were wet and there was a lot of mud on his body. He rushed towards this place. His whole body was filled with the aura of the god Xian Dao. After seeing the two people, he quickly saluted.

"Where is the God of Xian Dao? Have you ever caught Jiang Zhiwei?"

Of the two gods who arrived, one was powerful and unstoppable, and the other was holding a Fangtian painted halberd with extraordinary power.

The former is the Taisui God of the Shinhwa organization, and the latter is the path-opening god of the Shinhwa organization. The priesthood of the path-opening god is similar to that of the Xiandao god. They both clear the way for the dead in the coffin.

"Jiang Zhiwei has already caught him, it's just that he is not good at Xian Dao Shen."

The man stepped forward and said.

"What's wrong?"

The God who opened the way asked quickly. He and the God of Xiandao had similar priesthoods and had a good relationship.

"he……"

After the man spoke, the dagger in his hand suddenly shot out, and with one blow, it pierced the neck of the God who opened the way. His words were cold and he said: "He went to see Yama."

The sword intent dissipated and the man returned to his original appearance, it was Jiang Zhiwei, and all that happened just now was that she had killed those people in the camp and enveloped herself with the power of the devoured dagger, thereby imitating the man in form and spirit.

"Exterior Swordsmanship."

Tai Sui God's eyes flashed, and he saw the level of Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship at a glance, and said: "It seems that both the Xian Dao God and many of his followers have been wiped out by you... It's a pity that his followers are not good at combining attacks.

nourish."

"It's really hard to cultivate."

Jiang Zhiwei shook her sword, pointed at Tai Sui God and said, "But they shouldn't use swords in front of me."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! By handing over the sword intention, you can break the opponent's sword moves, devour the opponent's sword intention, and learn the opponent's sword path. The Yuantian Sword Technique, then

It is a god among gods.

Jiang Zhiwei easily learned the dagger technique from the combined attacks of those people, and then broke out to fight and turned around in a very short time.

"In the interior scene, you are already invincible."

Tai Sui God looked at Jiang Zhiwei's sword skills and sighed.

"really!"

Jiang Zhiwei felt a little swollen, feeling that the invisible sword He Jiu would not be her opponent.

Xu Lang:?

"If you break through the exterior scenes, it will really become a climate."

Tai Sui God looked at Jiang Zhiwei and sighed.

Everything now is the effect of the outdoor sword moves, but once Jiang Zhiwei arrives at the outdoor scene, he will be able to fully exert the power of the outdoor sword moves. By then, the Yuantian Sword Technique will probably be even more magical.

"I'm not on location yet."

Jiang Zhiwei said.

"I am."

The Tai Sui God suddenly transformed, with three heads and six arms appearing on his body.

In ancient times, this Tai Sui God was named Yin Jiao. He studied under Guangcheng Tianzun. He was beaten to death during the Battle of the Gods, and was eventually pardoned and became the Tai Sui God. Now the Tai Sui God has inherited the throne and achieved great success in outdoor scenes. He has learned three heads and six arms.

techniques, as well as Guangcheng Tianzun's Fantian seal method.

Jiang Zhiwei: "..."

"This move of mine is better than the nine killing moves of your Taishang Sword Sutra!"

The God of Tai Sui ran the Fan Tian Seal Technique in his hands, formed a seal with his hands, and smashed it towards Jiang Zhiwei, saying: "No matter how powerful you are, the interior scene can't beat the exterior scene!"

As soon as the Fan Tian Seal comes out, the heaven and earth seem to be in his hands, and everything in the universe will collapse in this seal.

Just like a devil descending from the sky, he is the Tai Sui God on earth!

"boom!"

Xu Lang dodged and stretched out his hand, and struck a move with Tai Sui God's Fantian Seal. Xu Lang himself remained motionless, but Tai Sui God had already flown upside down several feet.

"I'm inside."

Xu Lang looked at Jiang Zhiwei and Tai Sui Shen and said that he heard that the Shinhwa Organization was blocking Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi. Xu Lang felt that Meng Qi had great luck and there was no need to worry, so he chose to support Jiang Zhiwei first and came here through fairy information and transmission methods.

I heard the conversation between the two people and stayed there for a while.

"You are outside the scope of our discussion."

Jiang Zhiwei said awkwardly.

Tai Sui Shen vomited blood and agreed.


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