boom!
An inexplicable resonance sounded, and the imperial city lit up with golden light.
In an instant, the entire imperial city was like an ancient beast gradually awakening.
Some kind of consciousness suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.
This consciousness is so huge that it seems to be looking down from heaven on this land and its thousands of people!
The people in the imperial city also felt this. They raised their heads and looked up at the sky, their faces confused!
"This is..." Ning Baixue, the holy girl of the Holy Sect on the white crane, frowned and looked up at the sky.
The white-haired old man beside Ning Baixue also frowned: "...the power of national destiny!"
Although the Kingdom of China is a mortal country, it is recognized by heaven and earth after all. As the emperor of a country, although the emperor has not entered Taoism to practice, he can still mobilize the power of national destiny.
"In my name, I lend the king the power of the country!" the emperor said lightly.
boom!
After the emperor finished speaking, a golden halo appeared on King Ying's body, and a golden rune flashed on King Ying's forehead!
"What are you going to do? Is it possible that you want to make an enemy of the Holy Sect?" the white-haired old man who transformed into a god frowned and scolded.
"Don't dare!" The emperor looked at the old man Huashen, and said with a bitter but calm expression: "We just want to kill the national traitors!"
"Hmph!" The white-haired old man snorted coldly, "We said that they will be members of the Holy Sect, and you cannot kill them!"
"They must die!" Ying Wang said.
"Hmph! I don't know whether to live or die!" Transformation God's face was cold, and he raised his hand to take action.
"Imperial City, Forbidden God!" The emperor spat softly.
Buzz!
A sound resounded throughout the world.
A yellow talisman flew out from the back hill of the palace, like a shooting star.
This yellow talisman paper is gorgeous and dazzling. The runes on it are shining with dazzling light, which makes people almost unable to open their eyes.
The yellow talisman flew over the imperial city and hovered.
As soon as the talisman was turned, a burst of spiritual power was pressed down, and the power of the white-haired god-transformer was instantly suppressed!
"That's..." An official was stunned.
"...the forbidden order from the Academy Dean!"
The ban on gods is issued, and there is no god in China...
Huaguo is just a mortal country, but Huaguo has an academy!
The academy is beyond the gates of immortality. It does not enter the immortal world, nor is it reborn in the world...
The white-haired Transformation God groaned, and his cultivation as a Transformation God was really suppressed by the Transformation God!
The old man transforming into gods turned pale and looked at the 'Forbidden God Order' talisman above his head in disbelief.
It's just a talisman, but it actually suppresses the spirit transformation cultivation level of the monks in the spirit transformation realm. What kind of skill is this?
Saint Ning Baixue's face also changed slightly, and she looked at the Forbidden God with thoughtful eyes.
Su Mo looked at the dazzling yellow talisman in the sky, and his heart was full of emotions: "Is this the ability of the great monk?"
The people on Bai He's back looked at the people in the audience and fell into silence.
King Ying on the side was holding the Holy King's Spear, with two golden lights shining in his eyes.
"They will definitely die today, I said so!"
King Ying turned back to look at Liucheng who was protected by white paper, raised the Holy King's Spear and jumped up.
"Boundless..."
"Holy Execution..."
One shot dropped!
The cold light burst out, and the thunder came to the world.
A light gun that was magnified countless times like the Holy King's gun solidified in the void, shining with dazzling golden light and floating in brilliance.
Following the movement of the Holy King's Spear, the huge light gun also pierced Liucheng, who was paralyzed aside, together with the Holy King's Spear.
"No!" Liu Feng on Bai He's back shouted!
Hiss!
There was a sound of paper being torn into pieces, and the Holy King's spear pierced the white paper protecting Liucheng, followed by a 'pop' sound.
The Holy King's Spear pierced Liucheng's chest...
Liucheng stared, his eyes gradually turning gray.
Before I could say anything more, I just breathed my last!
"No!" Liu Feng looked at this scene with dull eyes.
Ning Baixue, who was on Bai He's back, frowned and glanced at Liu Feng with disgust in her eyes. She turned back to the white-haired old man and said, "Let's go..."
"Wait!" King Ying raised his head and looked at the three people on the white crane.
Ning Baixue frowned and said calmly: "Liucheng is dead, isn't it enough?"
"If that's not enough, Liu Feng has to stay too!" King Ying looked directly at the Saint.
"Liu Cheng's death, I can pretend that nothing happened. But I must take Liu Feng away!" the saint said indifferently. This is the person she needs in the most important part of her trip.
"He must die, otherwise, I will have no face to collect the body of my lovely daughter!" King Ying said hoarsely, and a trace of blood flowed from his mouth.
With his cultivation, he couldn't break through the blank sheet of old man Huashen. Although he was able to break through the blank sheet by borrowing the power of national destiny, he was not an emperor after all, and the burden of borrowing the power of national destiny exceeded the limit of what his body could bear. .
"We're leaving, and you can't stop us!" the white-haired old man said. Liucheng's death was like a slap in the face, and now he felt angry in his heart. "Even if I am suppressed, I am still not you." Comparable!"
King Ying took a deep breath, wiped away the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and raised the Holy King's Spear to face the old monster who transformed into a god.
Today, even if the way of heaven appears, he will use the body of an ant to leave a trace in the sky!
"He can't leave!" came a soft voice!
Everyone turned to look!
Dressed in white, the childish Su Mo raised his head and looked at the willow wind above the white crane, "You can't leave!"
Su Mo's white clothes fluttered, her hair was neatly tied up, and her face was calm.
"Su... Mo..." Liu Feng looked at Su Mo and spoke every word with overwhelming hatred in his eyes!
If it weren't for Su Mo, today's situation would never be what it is now, and his father wouldn't have died!
He was the one who dominated everything today, he was the one who killed his father, and he was the one who messed up everything.
"Su Mo..." Ning Baixue frowned and murmured softly, looking at the young boy below, full of confusion.
In her opinion, Su Mo was just a young Qi practitioner who had just entered Taoism. Why did he speak in this situation? It was not the time for him to speak.
"On your behalf?" White-haired god turned into a god and said with cold eyes.
Su Mo didn't look at the old man who transformed into a spirit, but just kept looking at Liu Feng who looked ferocious towards him, and said as if talking to himself:
"I know you hate me...you hate me for killing your father."
"If you are cruel, I will ruin your bright future!"
"But......"
Su Mo yelled.
"What qualifications do you have!"
Su Mo lowered his head, and thousands of dead souls appeared in front of his eyes...
"Have you heard the screams of thousands of dead souls underground in the west of the city?"
"Women and children..."
"Children..."
"elder..."
"Tongtong..."
"They roared unwillingly and cried out in fear. Did you hear them?"
"Their nostalgia for the world, their reluctance to leave their loved ones...did you hear it?"
"You can't hear..."
Su Mo raised his head and looked at Liu Feng, who was pale but full of hatred for him, and smiled, with an infinitely weird look in his smile.
"Since you can't hear..."
"Then I'll let you listen..."
The woman said: All you need to do is circulate your spiritual power next to the person taking the blood pill...
The woman said: Your spiritual power... carries their overwhelming resentment...
The woman said: Don't suppress it, let them release... After that, ashes will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust...
Ning Baixue frowned and looked at the young man in white below. She heard something wrong in Su Modi's mouth.
Ning Baixue turned to the white-haired old man and said, "Let's go!"
The white-haired old man who transformed into a spirit nodded, and when he was about to tell Bai He to turn around and leave, he saw Su Mo closing his eyes.
A wisp of black smoke inexplicably rose behind Su Mo, and an extremely strange aura ignited on Su Mo.
This smoke is extremely weird, giving people the feeling that it does not exist in this world.
Quiet, long-lasting...
Everyone on the field immediately smelled the fragrance...
This is...
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For some reason, this scent gives people a creepy vibe.
At this moment, thick black mist suddenly rolled up behind Liu Feng on top of the huge white crane...
The black mist billowed and soon covered Liu Feng's whole body. There seemed to be countless auras swimming in the black mist.
"What is this?" Ning Baixue stared at this scene with her mouth wide open.
The billowing black mist rolling up from Liu Feng's body gave people the same feeling as the black smoke behind Su Mo, weird and dangerous...
It makes people afraid to get close, as if they might encounter something ominous at any time.
"Huh... evil ways!" The white-haired god-transformation monk snorted coldly, raised his hand and slapped the black smoke on Liu Feng's body in the air.
But the black smoke just swayed, condensing but not dissipating, and continued to surround the willow wind.
Suddenly, someone saw a pale and slender hand appear out of thin air in the black mist and climb onto Liu Feng's shoulder!
Everyone's expressions changed and they became very frightened.
Then, a second pale hand appeared, and a third...
Liu Feng's face turned pale. He only saw darkness, and in his ears he could faintly hear a woman's scream, getting closer and closer...
Then there was another man's roar...
A child crying...
The sound got closer and closer, and suddenly...Liu Feng shouted in fear.
He felt a hand on his shoulder!
"Ahhhhhh~" Liu Feng shouted in the thick black fog, "What the hell... get away! Get away..."
He felt a hand grabbing his foot again!
"Go away..." Liu Feng screamed in fear in the black mist, "Go away..."
Then the third hand... the fourth hand... more and more hands grabbed Liu Feng, until Liu Feng's entire body was completely covered by one hand after another...
Ning Baixue and the white-haired old man looked at this scene in shock.
Liu Feng gradually became weaker and weaker in the black mist, and his shouts gradually became smaller...
Half an hour later, the black fog dissipated.
Liu Feng, whose face turned pale and died of fear...
Ning Baixue looked at Su Mo below, with a strange look on her face!
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