The Canglong Pillar's attack was "planned for a long time" by Lin Xuanzhi before his Yuanling awakened.
After all, because of insufficient cultivation, it is difficult to fully activate the power of the magic weapon, so we can only choose stupid methods.
The cyan lightning raged past, and even the old demon from Yinquan had no power to resist.
There is still a strong and violent atmosphere above Mica Mountain. Those who were half a step slower than the Yinquan Old Demon have already fled in all directions, but the influence is still inevitable.
The remaining power of the magic weapon, even if it was just a brush, caused some trauma to the Xuanguang and Yin Shen monks.
"It's not Fairy Mica and Madam Hongyu, there's someone else in Mica Mountain!"
"A masculine magic weapon of thunder and lightning type!"
While fleeing in panic, an old Taoist in white clothes riding on a huge black crow communicated with others with a solemn expression.
On the ground, wisps of mysterious light with the power of rich incense converged into a majestic tall ghost figure, but at this time the spirit body was very illusory.
"You still need to tell me?"
"What a pity, the old ghost from Yinquan, there is still hope for him to become a ghost and immortal."
The Taoist who announced the death had a gloomy face: "If it weren't for Beifu's promise, the old ghost wouldn't be so eager to show off."
"However, it does mean that Fairy Mica and Hongyu are not interested in outside matters now."
Master Wutong followed closely behind the Taoist who reported death, and at the same time, he watched behind him vigilantly, fearing that there would be a blue glow flying towards him.
"It's useless to talk so much. It seems that Fairy Mica has already prepared a countermeasure."
The ghost body of the Taoist who reports death is clear and solid, and he looks like a real person, but he is also a Yin Shen Lord of the ghost and immortal way. His strength is not far behind that of the Yinquan Old Demon who fell under the lightning.
The two of them fled all the way, and soon they were more than 200,000 miles away from Mica Mountain and arrived at a black nest in a dense forest of dark wood.
In a simple and peaceful Taoist temple in the lair, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for the two of them to return.
The man was wearing an official robe from the underworld. Although he was simple, he had a majestic look. His face looked like he was in his early fifties, and he looked a bit mean and cold.
"Master Ghost, there is an accident."
The Taoist who reported the death had already respectfully reported the death before he entered his Taoist temple.
Yan Wei, the ghost envoy from the Kingdom of the Northern Ghost Emperor, nodded indifferently: "It's just an accident."
The Taoist who reported death and Master Wutong lowered their heads and did not dare to question anything.
The corresponding system of the five ghost kingdoms all follows the Fengdu City of Daojun, with the ghost emperor as the main leader, with the left and right judges, the four generals, and the ghost envoys of the ten directions.
The judges, generals, and ghost envoys in the five ghost kingdoms must all be above the soul, but how their strength comes from is different.
Among them, the ones with the highest status and potential are naturally the orthodox monks who have come up through their own cultivation. There is no restriction on race, but they all have both physical and spiritual qualities and are expected to advance.
The next best thing is the achievement of ghosts and immortals in the underworld. Although they have the power of the soul, they have no hope of pure Yang and can only rely on the underworld to live a happy life.
The lowest status is the ghosts and gods who have worked hard to achieve meritorious service or have been valued by the superiors and accepted the imperial title.
Such beings are not as powerful as the Yuanshen themselves, and rely on the existence of divine vessels to rival ghosts, immortals, and Yuanshen.
But no matter what kind of thing, it is not something that Baoxi Taoist and Wutong can offend.
The scope of the immortal consciousness at the Yuan Shen level is usually between 20,000 to 30,000 miles to 100,000 miles in radius. Regarding the situation of Mica Mountain, Yan Wei had no understanding of it and could only feel some fluctuations from a distance.
After hearing what the two said, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "As expected by His Majesty the Ghost Emperor, Fairy Mica has indeed made arrangements."
"However, there have been no traces of existence at the Yuan Shen level in the Underworld recently. It is impossible for the thunder magic weapon mica to be revealed after being hidden for so long."
Master Wutong seemed to have thought of something and said carefully: "There is a Yin Road outside Mica Mountain that leads to Chiming Daqian several times a month. Will anyone come in from there?"
He was noncommittal in his words: "It's not impossible."
"It seems that Fairy Mica has already made arrangements, but I don't know what kind of person is behind the magic weapon."
The Taoist who announced the death had a heavy face and guessed: "If it was the real Yuanshen, we should not be able to come back. But if he can activate the magic weapon to such power and destroy the Yinquan with one blow, I am afraid he is not inferior to the two of us. existence."
"The Yin God of the Yang world..."
Master Wutong remained silent, no matter what existence there was, he, an incense ghost who had not yet become a sinister spirit, did not dare to stand out in front of him.
Yan Wei's eyes flashed with thoughts, a Yin Shen Lord plus a magic weapon.
Strong?
powerful!
But in fact, it is just like that when placed in the underworld. It is obviously not enough to protect Mica Fairy in retreat.
"Could it be that they accidentally went to the hospital for a sudden illness and brought in a stupid young man?"
"It is difficult for those female fairies in Yaochi to enter the underworld. Could it be other forces that are good to Mother Jin?"
After thinking to no avail, Yan Wei thought that he could only force the man out to see who he was.
He looked at Taoist Announcer of Death and Master Wutong and said: "The matter of Yunmu going into seclusion is basically certain. Based on His Majesty's observation of her over the years, the possibility of being mysterious and asking you to enter the urn is very low."
"But to be on the safe side, let's see who they invited."
The two people who reported the death respectfully agreed: "What Master Yan said is reasonable, but this..."
Knowing that the two of them were afraid of that person's magic weapon and the power of Mica Immortal Palace itself, Yan Wei snorted softly: "I'm here not to ask you to die in vain."
He took out a long nail with five strange ghost heads carved on the top. Black air filled the outside of his body and went in and out of the ghost beast.
The aura that sent chills all over the person's body made the two Taoists who reported death unable to help but take three steps back.
"This is?!"
Yan Wei casually introduced: "The five ghost heart-eating nails are a secret treasure equivalent to the first-level magical power. Even the authentic soul of the Taoist sect can't bear it."
Then he took out two black immortal talismans: "The Five Directions Ghost Saint True Talismans are enough to block three attacks from primary magical powers or one intermediate magical power."
The Taoist who reported death and the Venerable Wutong couldn't help but said with great joy: "Thank you so much, Lord Yan!"
"Well, if you behave well, you might not be able to enter my Beifu." Yan Wei nodded reservedly.
After a while, looking at the direction in which Yan Wei disappeared, Taoist Reporter couldn't help but guessed: "It seems that Master Yan is going to join forces elsewhere?"
Master Wutong smiled without any surprise: "We are just small characters. Master Yan may be here to visit those ghosts and immortals."
"Now that we have the secret treasure in hand, the two of us should discuss how to explore Mica Mountain again."
The Taoist who announced the death said cautiously: "There is no rush, no hurry, we have to think about it in the long term."
"No matter how good the secret treasure is, it is still not as good as the real magic weapon. There will definitely be people who are arrogant when they get it. Wait for them to go first."
Thinking that the old devil, Taoist Retributor, had lived long enough, Master Wutong did not refute.
"I'll go back and recuperate for a while. If anything happens, let me know in time."
The Taoist who announced the death nodded slightly: "Go."
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Three days later.
Lin Xuanzhi didn't know that masters from the Ghost Kingdom had arrived near Yunmu Mountain. He and Canglongzhu spent three days condensing three Jiamu Yang Lei for the two divine generals to prevent accidents.
Jiutianyun Banner kept mumbling about Lin Xuanzhi's instigation of the divine general to take the initiative, but he also gave the two of them blessings.
Three days passed like this, and before anyone else could recover from the scene where the old demon Yinquan died in Mica Mountain, the two generals Xinghen and Rihui pointed the Yutai Immortal Mirror at a place 60,000 miles away from Mica Mountain. In the cave.
The Yutai Immortal Mirror itself is equivalent to a special spiritual weapon that has been sealed with a unique guardian. The three thousand Yun Taoist soldiers included in it can be said to be elite, and cannot be compared with Lin Xuanzhi's guardian.
Under the leadership of the two divine generals Xingri, they are able to sweep away all existences under the Yuanshen, and can even integrate into the immortal formation when it is activated.
There are no powerful beings within the 50,000-mile radius of Mica Mountain, but most of the mountains and caves a little further away are looking at Mica Mountain, and the remaining one or two are confused and don't know what's going on.
Before many people could react, Mica Mountain's divine generals and Taoist soldiers had already raided two caves and three mountain tops in one day. They were all in Mica Mountain overtly and covertly three days ago.
In the Mica Fairy Palace, Lin Xuanzhi could not help but nod his head when he learned from the air the results of the battle between Xinghen and the others with the help of the real person Yuan Junzi.
"The momentum is like a rainbow, that's right!"
Yuan Junzi pondered slightly and said: "Pindao sensed that there was a powerful being in the distance."
Lin Xuanzhi was stunned when he heard this: "The strength is pretty good, is he the real Yuanshen?"
"She should be a ghost fairy, but she only survived two disasters."
"But it can be hidden from the poor Taoist's perception. Not surprisingly, it is the ghosts and gods of the underworld."
Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but take a look at Yunmu's palace, and said with a helpless smile: "These people are really impatient. I only hope that Lady Yunmu will succeed as soon as possible."
Yuan Junzi chuckled and said: "In terms of the level of the second disaster, he should be just a ghost envoy, and his strength is considered to be mid-range."
"If a judge from the Ghost Kingdom comes directly, Pindao should advise the little friend to retreat."
A judge from a ghost country, regardless of his actual cultivation level, will have pure Yang abilities after taking office.
Lin Xuanzhi smiled softly: "They don't want to underestimate Lady Yunmu, for fear that there is some conspiracy in her."
Yuan Junzi was noncommittal, then smiled and said: "The person here is at the second disaster level, but his strength is solid. It should be his own merit, and he is also a worthy person to cultivate in the ghost country."
"But this little friend can indeed confuse people."
As they expected, General Xingri led his men to pacify the mountains and caves outside Mica Mountain, leaving many people stunned.
Yan Weize, who was enjoying a drink with a ghost fairy, could not help but think in confusion after learning about the situation.
"Being so aggressive and domineering is not the usual style of Mica Immortal Palace!"
"Could it be that those here are Taoist priests from the Guangcheng and Yuchen sects?"
The ghost fairy Jin Yuance on the side was also very surprised: "The Mica Fairy Palace is empty now. Could it be that this person is so confident?"
"According to your speculation, sir, the owner of the magic weapon is not yet at the level of the soul, right?"
Yan Wei's eyes flashed with a strange color, and for a moment he was not sure about the situation in Mica Immortal Palace.
Mica Fairy asked a helper who was not very powerful.
This helper turned around and sent out the main defense force of Immortal Palace.
"Are you bluffing? Or do you want me to commit suicide?"
They are both beings who have practiced cultivation for many years. Although Yan Wei has not seen each other, he will not naively treat others as fools.
But this time he really couldn't understand it.
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