Central Plains·Wuzhen
Qiu Mingming and Ma Qingfeng, who was carrying Xiao Lingluo, stayed away from the entrance of the town. Together with the people in Wuzhen, they came to the middle of the streets and alleys to watch the scene at the entrance.
Yun Musheng, as well as the four spirit exorcists of thunder, fire, and earth, took their positions according to the formation and hid themselves in various corners of the alley.
Wanshiwu, who can only move by water, is sitting quietly in the center of the entrance to the town, waiting for the moment when the arrogant Lord Yan breaks through the seal and enters Wuzhen.
The last rays of the setting sun have sunk into the sea, and only the outlines of the distant mountain peaks can be seen. The fires that continue to burn in the circle around Wuzhen still make the sky here red and bright.
A strange demonic wind came over, with the heat of fire in it, and it hit Wan Shiwu's face, as if he was being scratched with dozens of red sickles.
On the official road in the distance, a figure vaguely appeared. He was not tall and tall, and even looked like a rickety old man in his dying years. But the cold and underworld aura that was vaguely transmitted made the entire Wuzhen people shiver.
"Are you coming? Didn't you say that Lord Yan doesn't have a physical body to stay?"
Yun Musheng hid in a corner of the alley and asked quietly to Jin Yan who was lurking on the tile roof nearby.
"It's not a physical body. A thing of this level is not like the shrine maiden of the Suzuhara family. He has already been able to transcend the shackles of the physical body and appear in the state of a spiritual body. Mortal weapons cannot hurt him at all. Only a strong and continuous internal force , or a spirit like that witch can attack him."
Jin Yan's tone still sounded so understated, but the tremor in his tone had already been noticed by Yun Musheng.
"We are spirit exorcists, and our inner strength may be obtained naturally and continuously, but are we strong enough?"
"Little friend Yun is telling a joke!" Jin Yan quickly interrupted: "The Five Elements God-killing Formation that was developed through the efforts of generations of Tian Xuan Zong is not a vegetarian. With this formation, plus the five of us Together we can definitely seal that Yan Jun old man again... I should... I can definitely... "
The figure of the rickety old man on the official road was getting closer and closer. Although there was no sound of footsteps, every step he took forward sounded the death knell of this small place.
Even with the blazing firelight on the side, the dark face still makes it difficult to see his specific appearance, but those eyes from the underworld, just being stared at, makes you feel like you are suffocating, and the surroundings The burning forest was still sending embers with a heart of fire towards the town.
"Hmph, you lost five years ago, and your raging fire still can't burn into this Wuzhen."
"Then today~~you can burn it in~~~!"
With just one sentence, he faced a great force that swept in from the underworld and made Wan Shiwu unable to stand up straight. The old man stepped into the town and raised his hand slightly.
"Now, form a formation!"
A rain cloud suddenly floated over the old man's head. The other four spirit exorcists in the surrounding alleys jumped up. Suzuhara Aoi took out a scroll from her waist, quickly drew a spell, and the center of the scroll Suddenly a golden-feathered iron-thorn whip appeared.
She swung her long whip suddenly, and a menacing flame surrounded the old man. Coupled with Yun Musheng's sword drawn out by the eighth style of Kuai Xue Sword Feng Liu Yun, a grand dragon burning with flames was formed. Roll hurricane.
Li Shijiu thrust his hands into the loess beneath his feet. Four solid and tall earth walls rose up around the hurricane of flames that enveloped the old man, completely shutting the old man inside and enduring the fire.
"snort!"
Xiaokui suddenly felt something was wrong. In the blazing flames, there suddenly seemed to be a flame that did not belong to her. Although the temperature of the flame was extremely cold, it was constantly contradicting her flame.
There was a slight crack on the earth wall, and then a powerful spiritual power instantly shook the scorching cages of the wind, fire, and earth elements into smoke. The cold flames dissipated, and the old man who was still there was He opened his burning eyes.
Flames poured out from his eyes and flowed down his cheeks to the ground, and then burned fiercely to form a flame seat to hold up the old man.
Looking down at the five people, he regarded them as ants.
"Huh, I'm just waiting for you to play with fire."
Wan Shiwu, who had been sitting cross-legged in the center, stretched out a hand toward the sky, and then fell freely. Jin Yan, who was on the tiled roof beside him, also raised his sizzling spear with electric light, and pulled it away. After being thrown into the rain cloud, Yun Musheng still waved his sword and waved the strong wind.
In an instant, thunder exploded, and strong winds and rain fell from the sky above the old man's head, extinguishing the flames around the old man little by little.
Unexpectedly, the old man's flames seemed to be emitting fire energy continuously. This time, fire appeared within a three-meter radius around him. Soaring into the sky, a pillar of fire shot straight into the rain cloud, and the raindrops scattered by it also Burned into steam.
The area around the entrance to Wuzhen was completely wrapped in water mist, and everyone could only vaguely see their individual figures. The diffuse mist continued to flow regularly, and finally gathered into a water cage. As Wan Shiwu put his hands together toward the middle, that The integrated water cage wrapped the old man again.
"Lao Jin! Hurry!"
Jin Yan, who jumped up, had just caught the thunder gun falling from the clouds, and then threw it hard at the old man. The old man in the water still caught the flying gun steadily, but the tip of the gun was smoky. The sizzling electric light turned the entire water prison into an electric prison.
"This isn't enough strength."
"Of course it's not enough. Cover your ears and listen to the thunder!"
As soon as Jin Yan finished speaking, he also imitated Wan Shiwu's action just now, stretched out his hand toward the sky, and then lowered it.
Yun Musheng was surprised to find that there was a larger thundercloud above the rain cloud that had been dispersed by the flames, and it was making constant noises of thunder.
Suddenly, lightning appeared in the center of the thundercloud, and it became more and more dazzling for you. With an earth-shattering loud noise, a thunder column poured down, hitting the old man's head, covering his whole body.
The thunder gun that had just been caught by the old man rolled to the side. Jin Yan reached out to recall it, and then made a gesture of throwing the gun, preparing to give the old man another blow.
Somehow, he suddenly felt that the thunder gun in his hand was inexplicably heavier, and he felt like someone was grabbing his gun to prevent him from throwing it forward.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Jin Yan suddenly turned around, and the dark old face appeared behind him at some point. He was so frightened that he quickly used all his internal energy to release an extremely powerful lightning strike. However, he was not satisfied with the old man in front of him who was as powerful as the sky and the earth. Almost tickling.
The old man let go of the hand holding the thunder gun and flicked Jin Yan's chest. Jin Yan flew dozens of meters away, smashed an entire brick wall and entered a room. Inside the house, blood was coughing from the mouth.
"Lao Jin! Mr. Wan, how long will your formation talisman last?" Yun Musheng shouted anxiously to Wan Shiwu.
"almost done!"
But the old man had no intention of giving them any more time to prepare. His figure continued to grow until he could seemingly crush any of the five of them to death.
The whole body was also ignited with raging fire, which was really the posture that Lord Yama should have.
"I am the King of Hell in the Brahma Heaven of the Twelve Realms. You ants, how dare you defy heaven and disobey orders and prevent me from punishing sinners with fire? You deserve it!"
"The people of Wuzhen are just seeking advantage for a moment, why should they be punished by being burned to death!" Yun Musheng waved his snow cold and pointed at the Yan Jun and said angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of coercion came over him, and everyone in the entire Wuzhen town was pressed tightly to the ground, unable to move.
"A mere mortal who dares to make such arrogant remarks shall suffer death!"
As those heavy words fell, Yan Jun put away his pressure, but a fireball the size of a hillside mound suddenly dropped in the night, speeding down from thousands of miles in the sky.
Everyone in Wuzhen stood up and looked up at the despairing fireball, and then fell limply to the ground one after another.
"Is this the power of God?"
