The reason why Lin Beichen sent Huo Siniang back to hell was because he was afraid that he would hurt Huo Siniang when he caused the catastrophe.
After all, this temple is very small. When the calamity fire comes, the sun shines outside the temple, and the Gang Qi is strong. If Huo Siniang stays, she will be burned by the calamity fire. She will definitely die when she leaves the temple, so she can only relive the pain of scissor hell!
No one can predict when the natural disaster will come. Lin Beichen only knows that if he accumulates enough 300 yin virtues, the natural disaster will come.
But the disaster may arrive in an hour, a day, or three days. No one knows the specific time.
The soul-gathering gold coin was still extracting his soul, and Lin Beichen was getting weaker every minute.
Since he has not waited for the catastrophe in the dark night, Lin Beichen can only hope that the catastrophe will come as soon as possible. The sooner the catastrophe comes, the more confident he will be able to deal with it.
As time passed, Lin Beichen, who had experienced a catastrophe, focused all his attention on his feet, waiting for the tribulation fire to burst out.
At the same time, be prepared to draw a steady stream of power from the Yin River water and fight a tough battle.
To be honest, although when the first catastrophe came, he dealt with it relatively easily because he had no guilt in his heart, but he didn't know what the second catastrophe would be like, and he wasn't sure whether he could win. If possible, he would try to delay the time of the Heavenly Tribulation so that he could make more preparations and get more information. Unfortunately, he had no choice now but to fight the Heavenly Tribulation. Fight!
At this moment, outside the temple, the villagers were already kneeling.
This is a small village with only a few dozen households. It is surrounded by mountains and barren land. The villagers make a living by digging medicinal materials and hunting.
Therefore, the folk customs are relatively strong.
The village chief and the villagers wanted to enter the temple to meet the new fairy master, but the temple was tightly sealed by the gate transformed by the ghost who died in vain. They had to place pheasants, hares, candles, ingots and other tributes outside the temple, panicking. He knelt in front of the door and waited patiently.
At around 10 noon, thick smoke suddenly billowed out of the temple and erupted along the cracks in the bricks.
The whole temple also became extremely hot, and the sound of wind and fire came from the temple, like the roar of wild beasts, very scary!
The villagers kneeling outside had never seen such a scene before, and they all retreated far away. They became more frightened for a while. They didn't know if the immortal was angry, and they couldn't help but kowtow from a distance.
The black smoke continued to rise for a full hour before it slowly subsided.
The soul-gathering gold coin in the Beichen Immortal Temple suddenly began to vibrate violently, buzzing continuously, sometimes jumping up, sometimes being pushed down again, as if it was fighting something, and it was getting more and more intense.
Lao Huang was frightened when he saw it. He had limited knowledge and didn't know what to do for a moment. He could only scratch his head and scratch his head.
Fortunately, the copper coin quickly stopped shaking and seemed to be firmly pressed to the ground.
Then the copper coin began to turn black, and Lin Beichen's spirit gathered by it suddenly spurted out from the square hole like hair and fell into Lin Beichen's statue.
When Lin Beichen spit out all his soul, there was a crunching sound from the soul-gathering gold coin, shattered into seven or eight pieces, and then shattered like incense ash.
There is a strong smell of medicine in the back room where Guizi Tianjun lives.
Four large vats were placed in the center, with a Bai Susu corpse soaked in each vat.
One of them is the windfall of the soul-gathering gold coin dropped yesterday.
The corpse suddenly erupted in smoke, and blood as black as ink continued to spit out from its mouth, dyeing the potion in the vat black.
Until the fat windfall vomited into a skin and floated on the water.
The mist-rolling Guizi Tianjun floated above the vat, and his two bloody eyes watched helplessly as the skin he had worked so hard to refine was destroyed.
"What's going on? Why is this happening?"
"Did that guy break my soul-gathering gold coin?"
"How is this possible? A mere sixth grade..."
"Has he been promoted to a fifth-level ghost immortal?"
"Otherwise, how could there be such a powerful soul power?"
"But a few days ago, he was still a seventh-level ghost immortal. In just a few days, he has been promoted to the fifth level?"
"Oops, I was too careless. I must get his soul back immediately. Otherwise, in a few days, his cultivation will surpass mine."
"I originally thought this was a perfect piece of clothing, but now it seems that there are many poisonous thorns growing on it. I have to pull out the poisonous thorns one by one with my own hands!"
Lao Huang circled around Lin Beichen's statue. He called several times, but there was no response. He didn't dare to scream anymore. He could only wait for dark to try to communicate with Lin Beichen again.
At this moment, a naked, muscular man burst into the temple carrying three boys' heads.
This lean and powerful man has muscles on his body, his chest and back are covered with thick black hair, his eyes are like copper bells, his fangs are wide, his face is ferocious, and he looks like he is furious.
Old Huang was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale. He also knew this person. He was one of the four skins of Guizi Tianjun - Baoqi.
According to rumors, this guy is the most cruel and violent.
The three boys' heads beside him were combed in braids and laughing strangely. They were the six yin organs of Guizi Tianjun.
Lao Huang's legs were shaking with fear, but he was a little better than last time. He did not kneel directly on the ground. He tremblingly stopped in front of Baoqi: "Beichen Immortal Temple, no unauthorized entry is allowed."
"I fucked you first!" Baoqi was born with a bad temper, and he kicked Lao Huang away with just one kick!
Old Huang did a somersault in the air, stepped on the beam with his feet, and rushed down with a swish. This time, there was no fear in Old Huang's eyes, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes were shining brightly!
He opened his mouth and sprayed, and a golden bean flew towards Baoqi!
Baoqi snorted coldly: "Looking for death!" He stretched out his hand to grab the golden beans.
There was a bang, and Baoqi's palm was pierced by beans.
Jindouzi used the remaining momentum to hit Baoqi's eye with a snap.
Originally, this golden bean was meant to blind one of Baoqi's eyes, but it was blocked by the palm of his hand and ended up deflecting.
Black blood flowed from the corners of Baoqi's eyes, and his palms stung extremely.
"You dare to take action against me?" Baoqi's anger became even more intense.
Old Huang landed lightly in front of Lin Beichen's statue, with his back bent and his paws on the ground. However, he was not bowing in apology, but showed his sharp teeth and bright claws, ready to attack at any time!
After all, Lao Huang is also a sixth-level ghost immortal. In the past few days, he has recovered from the trauma he suffered when dealing with the catastrophe, and his strength has been fully improved.
"You are just a clone of Tianjun. It's noon again and you can't use 10% of Tianjun's power. I advise you to leave Beichen Immortal Temple as soon as possible, otherwise your skin will no longer be useful. Got it!"
Lao Huang's voice was cold and decisive, and he was ready to fight to the death.
If Lao Huang, a sixth-level ghost immortal, really wants to risk his life, his treasure energy will not be worth mentioning at all. The windfall in the past could overwhelm Lao Huang because of the power of the Heavenly Lord.
The three boys' heads next to Baoqi suddenly burst out laughing, jumping in the air and circling around Lao Huang.
"Big Mouse, you are so brave."
"It is true that Baoqi cannot defeat you, but are you not afraid that after dark, Tianjun will personally take your life?"
"I can guard this life as long as I can. Even if I can only guard it until dark, I will never let you get close to the master's statue." Old Huang refused to step back, staring at the three boys' heads.
"Want to kill all three of you? Then come here. If you risk my life, I will definitely kill all three of you boys. I want to see how Tianjun can fight against Tianjun without you. Tribulation.”
"There is also that treasure. There is also a divine soul of the Heavenly Lord in the skin. If I kill him today, the Heavenly Lord will be hurt. When the Heavenly Lord fights against the calamity, without this divine soul, he may be irreversible!"
"Hahaha! Come on, come on! Use my old life to drag Tianjun into the endless darkness. This deal is really a good deal, hehehehehe."
