"Old Sangmen, you, you must not come out!"
"As soon as you come out, our camaraderie will end here." The middle-aged man in black robe trembled and said to himself.
He really wanted to open his mouth to remind him of the figure gradually appearing in the auspicious clouds above Wensheng Mountain.
But looking at Yang Ning, who was sitting on his chariot and facing Xiangyun with an expectant look on his face, he felt that it might not be appropriate to disturb people at this time.
Even if you have a respected position, you cannot ignore the feelings of others when doing things.
Seeing the sudden appearance of auspicious clouds in the sky, and the roaring sound that sounded like an immortal from the clouds before, dense crowds of people knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the auspicious clouds up and down Wensheng Mountain!
"Gods? Gods! There really are gods!"
"The academy is actually blessed by an immortal?! Oh my god!"
"Er baby! Let's go, quickly, go and stand on that mountain road! Stand with the academy to the death! The immortal will protect us!"
Various discussions arose one after another. Many "smart people" saw that the academy could summon immortals and immediately expressed their loyalty to the academy!
Originally, at the foot of the mountain, both the academy disciples and ordinary people had basically dispersed.
But now a lot of people gathered.
Although the number of people is much lower than before, this time they are all very motivated!
As this first batch of smart people appeared, more people immediately ran over to follow. Many of them were making gestures of worship and murmuring: "Please protect me from the immortal!"
Yang Ning watched this scene coldly, without saying anything, and flicked his fingers——
Boom, boom, boom!
Suddenly, a powerful drum beat sounded from the Yin soldiers' battle formation ahead!
On the battlefield, march with the beating of drums and retreat with the sound of gold!
At this time, the drums sounded, and Yang Zaixing, the Yin general, pointed his spear forward without any hesitation, "Enter!"
In an instant, the Yin soldiers advanced in formation. When they met those smart people who thought they were righteous, Yang Zaixing shouted coldly: "Kill!"
Uh-huh!
The Yin soldiers in the front row raised their long swords in their hands and slashed at the "smart people" blocking the road in front of them with one sword after another without mercy!
Yin soldiers are not as good as Yin generals. They can't cut off the limbs of strangers. What they cut are the souls of strangers!
Only peerless Yin generals like Gao Chong and Yang Zaixing can cause physical damage to strangers!
A flash of Dawson's cold sword seemed to cause no harm to the crowd blocking the road. However, every time the sword fell, there would be a "smart man" whose eyes became distracted and lost his divine light!
In the blink of an eye, the group of "smart people" who were running the fastest and eager to express their loyalty to the academy all fell in an invisible pool of blood!
No one can stand!
This is a massacre without blood and without the smell of blood!
The Yin soldiers' battle formation easily killed through the crowd of "smart people" blocking the road and reached the mountain road.
At this time, more academy disciples and ordinary people who wanted to come to stand with the academy and gain blessings from the immortals were all dumbfounded.
They all stood still or immediately turned around and retreated.
A disciple from the academy murmured: "Immortal, Immortal! Save my academy!"
"Save us!"
It seemed that the disciple's prayer was heard by the figure that gradually appeared in the clouds. A tall and mighty man wearing a crow feather robe and with dense ghosts flying around him appeared stepping on the auspicious clouds!
When I saw this figure, the first thing I reacted to was the middle-aged man in black robe on the distant mountain peak!
He immediately turned around and said to the green-faced man next to him: "My hearing is not very good recently. I have an ear disease. Do you know that?"
The green-faced man looked at a name that flickered on and off in the large ancient book in his hand, nodded and said: "Don't worry, sir. You have been suffering from ear disease for ten years. Even if the emperors of all directions came down today, he wouldn't be able to call him. Move you!"
"Emperors from all directions?"
Carefully looking at Yang Ning, the man in black robe smiled coldly and said, "Even if you borrow some courage from those Heavenly Emperors, they won't dare to come to this world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, something came from Wensheng Mountain: "Brother King of Hell? Why are you here? I am Sangmen!"
"You're not here to steal auspiciousness from me, are you?"
The middle-aged man in black robe suddenly trembled and turned around immediately, leaving his back in the direction of Wensheng Mountain.
At the same time, he whispered: "Brother Sangmen, my hint has been very obvious, you, you can take care of yourself!"
"As for that bullshit Xiangrui, give it to you, give it to you, I don't want any of it!"
On the auspicious clouds, Mr. Sangmen Xingjun, who was wearing a crow feather robe, saw that the middle-aged man in black robe ignored him and said doubtfully: "Ignore me? Just right!"
"No one is trying to steal auspiciousness from me!"
After saying that, Sangmen Xingjun turned into a group of dark crows and flew down from the auspicious clouds, landed next to Lu Yang on the mountain road and transformed into a human again. He held the ruby gourd that was grown from an ancient tree in his hand.
The strange fragrance that filled the mountain immediately dissipated.
"Haha! This is really a good thing!"
Sangmen Xingjun raised his head and said with a smile: "I can't believe that this world with poor spiritual energy can actually produce such treasures!"
On the side, Lu Yang silently looked at the immortal in front of him. He looked at it for a while, then sighed and shook his head slightly.
However, Sangmen Xingjun suddenly said: "Why are you sighing like a dying old man? That red string on your hand is a treasure. Where did you get it?"
Lu Yang was silent.
Co-author, in the eyes of this god, is my red string also a treasure?
Sangmen Xingjun continued: "This fruit is produced by your sect's tree..."
"Forget it, since I have taken your auspiciousness, I will help you solve a problem. If you have any trouble, tell me."
Lu Yang raised his hand and pointed down the mountain and said simply: "Someone wants to destroy my sect."
"Huh?! Be bold!"
Lord Sangmen Xing said angrily: "How can a sect that can produce such auspicious results be destroyed just by being destroyed?!"
"Let me see what's going on!"
After saying that, he looked down the mountain.
Although he is a god, Sangmen Xingjun has just come to this world and has not seen the way of heaven.
There are many things that the powerful experts in this world can see through, but even a god like him can't see through them for a while.
Sangmen Xingjun's eyes first glanced at the Yin soldiers' battle formation, the two Yin generals Yang Zaixing and Gao Chong, and then looked at the King of Hell's chariot behind him and the gentle young man who was staring at him with burning eyes.
At first sight of Yang Ning, Sangmen Xingjun frowned.
He could tell the weight of other Yin soldiers here at a glance, but he couldn't tell at all about this young man.
In his eyes, this young man was just like ordinary people without any magic skills.
But if he were an ordinary person, how could he sit on the chariot of the King of Hell?
Is it possible...
Sangmen Xingjun grinned, preparing to make a joke with the King of Hell.
Looking at Yang Ning, Sangmen Xingjun opened his mouth and shouted: "Hey! That kid!"
"Are you the son of the King of Hell?!"
On the distant mountain peak, the middle-aged man in black robe was trembling all over as if he had been struck by lightning!
Yama:"???"
"Sangmen! I, I *killed* you!"
After scolding him, he staggered and fell directly from the top of the mountain.
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