Yin Liao followed the matchmaker back to Minghai. Jiuyuan did not stay in Baicheng for a long time. He only stayed briefly and left in less than half a day.
The day after Jiuyuan left, a group of cultivators appeared and surrounded Baicheng, forcing the city lord to hand over the sharks and traitors to the cultivation world.
After a brief conversation, the cultivator went on a killing spree in Baicheng on the pretext of eliminating demons and defending the Tao.
When Jiuyuan got the news, it was already half a month later.
At that time, Jiuyuan led Shen Mochi to buy a box of peach blossom cakes. When he saw many people surrounding the storytelling hall ahead, he stopped and listened.
"Speaking of which, Lord Shui Mu cut Baicheng into two halves from the main street with one strike of his sword. The sword mark left behind was a thousand feet deep and frightened the half-demon and half-demon to the point where they knelt down and begged for mercy.
But these demons have done many evil things, how could Venerable Water Curtain let him go and kill them all directly with the sword to do justice for heaven!
Later, a heavy rain fell in Baicheng, flooding most of Baicheng and washing away the blood all over the ground. Even God thought those monsters were dirty. "
"Then what? Have the fish demon and the traitor been caught?" someone asked.
"The fish demon and the traitor Qing Mo were too cunning and have escaped long ago, but the cultivation world is encircling and suppressing them with all their strength, and they will be punished sooner or later."
"Okay, let's talk about the next part. The Venerable killed the Lord of White City with one sword..."
Life and death were overshadowed by simple black and white, and the jokes on the high platform continued.
Shen Mochi held the pastry and turned to look at the villain next to him. He thought that the villain was familiar with the Lord of Baicheng. He would be sad when he heard such news. If not, he should at least be angry. But Jiuyuan didn't react at all, just like the person mentioned above. She didn't recognize him at all.
Is it because you are too sad?
"Well, we want to go back and see them?" This naturally refers to the people in Baicheng.
Shen Mochi spoke consciously and thoughtfully.
But Jiuyuan's attitude was too cold. He turned around and glanced at Shen Mochi and said, "No need, life and death have destiny, and everything has laws."
"You monster, you look like a dog when you hit him, why don't you just catch him without mercy!"
The storyteller on the high platform stood up suddenly after Jiuyuan looked away. Jingtangmu slapped the table, and the disguised spiritual energy dissipated, revealing the original mask, which turned out to be a disciple of the Immortal Sect in white.
At the same time, those who listened to the book and the people wandering the streets became disciples of the Immortal Sect.
"We have been keeping an eye on you for several days, and today it will be impossible for you two to escape!"
The surging coercion came, and at some point the entire city opened the Immortal Killing Formation. All the living creatures in the Killing Immortal Formation attacked indiscriminately. It seemed that these were going to sacrifice their lives.
From the city gate to the end of the city, there are no less than 30,000 cultivators. With so many people offering sacrifices to the formation, the heavenly punishment imposed by the Zhuxian Formation must be at least the level of Daluo Jinxian.
Jiuyuan used his spiritual consciousness to scan among these disciples and found no cultivators above Nascent Soul. It seemed that these people were specially prepared victims.
The spiritual energy in those monks was visibly draining away.
The Immortal Killing Formation was constantly being filled with spiritual energy, and a calamity cloud quickly gathered above its head.
Jiuyuan raised his head and glanced at Jie Yun. He sighed inaudibly and raised his hand to rub Shen Mochi's head: "Wait for me."
"……"good--
Shen Mochi had no time to speak, and he was sent thousands of miles away as soon as he saw a flower in front of his eyes.
In the Immortal Killing Formation.
The cultivators showed that their spiritual energy was weakening, and then their whole bodies quickly aged, with bleeding from all seven orifices, and their bodies seemed to have been tortured.
Jiuyuan looked at them coldly.
Someone was so distressed that he actually stretched out his hand towards Jiuyuan: "Save me, kill me! It hurts!"
"Ah! What kind of formation is this? How could it be like this? Isn't it said that it is not life-threatening?!"
Will God show mercy to the world?
No, how could the gods feel sorry for the ants?
The thunder calamity above her head was getting bigger and bigger, and the immortal disciples in the formation had been tortured so much that they were soaked in blood. The blood accumulated and mingled under their feet, but they deliberately avoided Jiuyuan, leaving a piece of dry land under her feet.
"Do you know what kind of sin it would be to kill a god hundreds of thousands of years ago?" Jiuyuan said lightly.
When the cultivators heard the sound, they looked over, their hearts trembled when they saw her golden eyes, and they instinctively wanted to kneel down and surrender.
Jiuyuan revealed his true form in the Zhuxian Formation, with silver hair and golden plans, and could not be defiled or clung to.
The sky thunder above the head finally fell, and with just one blast, the entire city's cultivators were chopped into charcoal, all the blood on the ground was dried, and the surrounding houses immediately burst into flames.
"The god-killer will scatter all his souls and punish him with heavenly punishment. Not a single blade of grass will grow within a hundred miles."
After saying that, Jiuyuan withdrew his gaze from the clearing where the cultivator disappeared and looked up. Above his head, the Heavenly Punishment and the Thunder Tribulation of the Immortal Killing Formation were intertwined.
Although the Gods have long since declined, God is still God.
Outside the Zhuxian array.
More than a dozen big men in the Tribulation Stage looked nervously at the formation. When they thought of the scene they saw on the stone in the White City, they felt frightened, but they were more excited.
There really are gods in this world. If a god could be imprisoned, wouldn't his ascension be just around the corner?
As for the crazy and incredible idea of imprisoning gods, didn't the Changling Sect imprison those sharks for hundreds of years before? Now that they have so many people taking action, they still can't catch a single shark?
At this moment, the god was seriously injured by the Immortal Killing Formation, so catching her was easy.
"Everyone separate and guard the surroundings of the formation. Don't let the shark escape." The oldest cultivator swallowed, his patience was almost exhausted.
"No need." The cold and ethereal voice seemed to come from ancient times, coming from the Immortal Killing Formation.
In the raging fire, a tall and straight voice emerged from the flames.
The firelight was reflected behind Jiuyuan, and the dark clouds above his head were pulled by lightning. In the firelight were countless undead souls that had not yet been killed by heaven's punishment.
The great master in the world of cultivation looked at this god's scalp numbing. For a moment, he seemed to see an evil ghost coming out of hell. The pure kindness and broadness that he imagined belonged to the god was not revealed from her body at all.
All she had was indifference and disregard for life.
But no matter what, the matter has come to this, this god must be caught!
They thought that by devoting the entire power of the cultivation world to deal with a god, they would be 100% sure, but they did not expect that when they actually faced the god, they would not be able to catch even one move.
It only takes a thought for a god to kill someone.
A group of powerful men whose reputations were well-known in the world of cultivation had just summoned their natal magical weapons, when the meridians in their bodies burst open and blood flowed down the seven orifices.
At this time, someone realized that the disciple of the Immortal Killing Formation did not die in the Sacrifice Formation, but at the hands of a god.
"A group of ants trying to shake a tree is beyond foolishness."
The weapon in Da Neng's hand dropped, his body bent uncontrollably, and he knelt down towards Jiuyuan.
She kept her feet on her feet and approached a group of human monks. The kneeling powerful man deeply understood the disparity in strength between them and kowtowed to Jiuyuan without caring about his face to beg for mercy.
They have been practicing for tens of thousands of years and are finally on the verge of ascending, but they don't want to fail just like this.
But they forgot that there was no compassion for all living beings in the eyes of the god in front of them.
Not everyone is eligible for divine providence.
This god possesses the power to destroy heaven and earth, and all vegetation and creatures wherever she passes are crushed to ashes by the spiritual power.
It turns out that spiritual energy can be so domineering.
