Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1192 No one can afford it

The elder retorted angrily: "The acting head is just so angry that he fell into the devil. We only need to wake him up, and the tragedy that the third master uncle said can be avoided."

"But destroying the protective enchantment of my Changsheng Pavilion is equivalent to completely exposing my Changsheng Pavilion to everyone."

"Nowadays, many sects and cultivators from all walks of life are gathered on Tianbei Island. Although the pavilions and pavilions are not doing much on the surface, in fact, which one doesn't take their respective territories seriously?"

"At such a critical moment, instead of strengthening the barrier, my Changsheng Pavilion will destroy the barrier itself. If an accident occurs, the third master uncle may be able to bear the consequences?"

At this time, the elders no longer cared about the seniority and inferiority, and pointed at Geng Tong aggressively.

The eyes of the other elders and deacons also fell on Geng Tong.

There was no special expression on Geng Tong's face, as if the elder's angry questioning and the suspicious looks of all the deacons and disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion were not important to him at all.

Geng Tong just raised his head and cast his eyes on Rong Mochou on the altar, and his voice was also very ordinary:

"Things have come to this point, whether I can afford it or not, it's not because it's the focus of my attention right now."

"Although the number of monks who came to Tianbei Island to participate in the questioning this time is large, it is less than one-third of the entire Eastern Continent."

"Behind these monks, there were not many suzerains and elder guardians from various sects, and those few major cultivators didn't show up either."

"Even if they show up occasionally, they haven't really entered the game."

When Geng Tong's words came to this point, the elder who had questioned him just now suddenly changed his face, and his expression suddenly became tense.

He naturally knew that the "ones who didn't show their faces" Geng Tong was referring to were the city lord of Canglang City, the Patriarch of the Qi Mansion, and their island lord.

"The one who showed up but didn't enter the game" refers to Qi Wuji and the butler ax who came with him.

There is another one, who is the master of the powerful spiritual power that covers the Liuying Water Pavilion all day long.

It is rumored that the owner of that powerful force is Mr. Yumei who has been hidden for a long time, but there is no evidence to prove his identity.

The main reason is that no one dares to find out about that person.

Who would dare to investigate such unfathomable spiritual power?

Even if the people of Tianbei Island dare not, isn't that courting death?
But these are not the focus of what Geng Tong said just now.

The elder knew that what Geng Tong wanted to express was: if all the monks who came today died in the Changsheng Pavilion, then the Changsheng Pavilion would have to face the questions from the monks all over the world.

Once such a tragedy happens, the Changsheng Pavilion will definitely give an explanation to the monks all over the world.

At that time, Changsheng Pavilion will not only lose the leadership position of Tianbei Island.

The other pavilions on Tianbei Island will never care about friendship, and protect the Changsheng Pavilion to fight against the monks all over the world.

It's not that the pavilions on Tianbei Island are cold-blooded and ruthless, in fact, it's just the opposite, because those people's Taoism is too orthodox.

With such a large massacre in the Changsheng Pavilion, those few would wait for others to come to the door, and clean up the door first.

Thinking of Jiange Yu Song's temper;
Thinking of Old Man He's straight and stubborn eyes...

The elder couldn't help but swayed, and his sanity was changed back to the present.

Crackling thunder continued to fall from the air, and more and more monks were injured on the scene.

Even if the overhauls present have opened up their respective barriers to the maximum, there are only a limited number of people who can protect them.

Most of the people who came to listen to the sermon were low-level disciples with low cultivation bases.

On the altar, Rong Mochou laughed wildly like Voldemort, mixed with the rolling thunder, resounding throughout the world shrouded in the barrier.

The originally sacred and pure questioning field is now as terrifying as the purgatory of evil gods.

Geng Tong's words were repeated in the elder's heart, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and roared to everyone: "I don't believe it! The acting head will never do such an extermination! Wait for this elder to wake him up!"

The elder threw down this sentence angrily, and Yu Jian flew towards the high altar like a stream of pure white light.

But his body had just rushed halfway, and before he had time to reach the Taoist altar, suddenly a bolt of lightning cut across the sky, piercing through his body.

Before he could even make a sound, the elder's body fell heavily from a height like a discarded white pawn.

Many disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion below rushed to catch the elder's falling body, only to realize that he had lost his breath.

Everyone in the Changsheng Pavilion looked ashen.

Although this enchantment can resist foreign enemies, it will not launch an offensive against the disciples of this pavilion because of the refinement of breath when setting the restriction.

Then the thunder just now could only be caused by Rong Mochou.

It was only at this time that the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion realized the ultimate meaning of Geng Tong's words just now.

The meaning of the third master's uncle is to let them work together to break the barrier of the Changsheng Pavilion. In addition to saving these monks from other sects, it is also their own redemption.

"The disciples of Changsheng listen to the order and work together to open the barrier!"

The deacon elder who had misunderstood Shen Yuyun before was the first to react. With an order, he took the lead and flew up, twisting out a fierce formula to attack the great enchantment that was rolling with lightning.

The moment the magic formula hit by the deacon elder hit the barrier, the position where the barrier was hit made a sound of "呲呲啦啦", as if glass was being slashed violently at high speed by a hard awl.

Afterwards, a dazzling light net appeared on the Great Barrier.

"Beware!"

Geng Tong was almost the first to react, and at the same time as he spoke, he threw the root carving lamp in his hand towards the deacon elder faster than his voice.

The root carving lamp grew rapidly as it was thrown, and the huge mouth of the lamp covered the whole body of the elder deacon.

Just when everyone was stunned, the light net on the Great Formation quickly closed, and a lightning bolt as thick as an arm shot out suddenly, as if rebounding from the position where it was hit just now, and quickly attacked the elder deacon.

The root carving lamp covered the deacon elder but did not lead others to avoid it, but took the thunder attack abruptly.

Geng Tong who was standing there also frowned.

When the thunder hit Gen Diaozhan, his expression was a bit unsightly.

The root carving lamp is his blood contract magic weapon, and has been nourished by his own spiritual energy for many years, and has a high degree of intimacy with his spiritual consciousness.

When the root carving lamp is damaged, Geng Tong's spiritual power will also be damaged at the same time.

In fact, when the root carving lamp was covering the elder deacon, with Geng Tong's cultivation and the quality of the root carving lamp, there was every chance to avoid that blow.

But you can't hide.

If the root carving dodges, the thunder will fall, and all the monks below will die.

However, the root carving lamp is a fairy treasure after all. Although it suffered the backlash of the enchantment of the Changsheng Pavilion, there was not even a small hole left on the surface.

The deacons and elders who were covered in it came out of the lamp safe and sound, and thanked Geng Tong for saving his life.

Although the elder deacon was fine, all the monks in the Changsheng Pavilion present were silent.

The expression on everyone's face was indisbelief.

The deacon elder's blow just now bounced back, because he was backlashed by the enchantment.

But how could the enchantment of the Changsheng Pavilion backfire on his own people?

"It even attacked us in the Changsheng Pavilion, so is it going to kill us, the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion as well?"

Suddenly, a young disciple of the Changsheng Pavilion who had just joined the sect burst into tears.

　Thanks to Wang Zimu, karma and karma remain the same, Wu Hong's reward and monthly pass.This summer is so hot, everyone pay attention to prevent heatstroke and cool down, good night~
　　
　
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