Lingxian Zhenjun

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Compared with the rolling thunder in the sky, the flickering thunder around Wen Zhong knocked down all the four gods fighting him, and the thunder and fire in the snow-covered forest were coming to an end.

The tree cages shook one by one, the snow and the icicles hanging from the tip of the leaves fell one after another, and as the scythe burning with black fire was waved, the big tree embraced by the two was cut in two in the flash of black light and fell crashing down. Immediately, he was thrown out by the old man charged with electric light. The moment his death landed, his figure disappeared, and he reappeared nearby, standing in the air, and smashed the lantern behind him with his backhand. The fire ignited the lantern's quiet fire.

Immediately, the figures of the two people disappeared, and another place appeared again, spells, fists and feet clashed a few times, Yin Xuanling turned over and fell to the ground, the magic point fell to the ground, the snow piled up and turned into dense ice cones, all of them were killed Putting the lantern in his hand, the latter raised it suddenly, the lantern burst into a black vortex, and the ice cones that entered flew towards the old man one after another.

Bah bah bah bah...

Yin Xuanling flicked his wide sleeves, and the ice pick lost its magic power and fell to the ground like rain. The moment his vision was clear, Death let out multiple roars, and rushed towards him with afterimages.

Rune Sword!

A string of talisman fire appeared in the old man's hand, turned into a lacquered long sword and was thrown in front of him. His feet were pressed against the ground and he was pushed by the opponent's sickle for a few steps. One person and one god suddenly narrowed the distance. Whip!" The lacquered red long sword with the sickle on it suddenly changed into a long burning snake, and in the old man's hand, he swiped off Death's face and slammed his hood into flames.

Death is the god of the underworld. Although he has a divine body, he also has the essence of the most yin and the most evil. The Taoism of the Heavenly Master's Mansion restrains the yin and evil. While pressing the flame away, countless ghosts floated out of the lantern in the other hand, clung to Yin Xuanling's body, burrowed into his body, or bit his body.

"Presumptuous!" Yin Xuanling kicked on the opponent's abdomen, pulled away a few steps, and shook his hands from side to side, "Subduing Demon Divine Light. Exorcise evil!"

Golden flames ignited in the body, eyes, mouth and nose, and hundreds of ghosts clinging to the body suddenly let out screams, and the dark and transparent body was full of sparks, overflowing with yin, and turned into fly ash in an instant floating in the air.

And over there, the moment Death extinguished the talisman fire on the hood, and reached out to grab back the artifact on the ground, the old eastern man in front of him quickly zoomed in in his field of vision.

He slammed into his arms with a huge force, pushing him across the snow for a long distance, and slammed into a big tree behind him. Suddenly, the big tree was broken and fell down, clinging to him. One person and one spirit still pulled out a straight line in the forest and flew in a further direction.

The face of death in the shadows opened its mouth, brewing a cloud of black air, Yin Xuanling grabbed his neck, almost at the same time, his eyes lit up.

Heaven's Might and God's Eyes!

Golden Dharma light gushed out from his eyes, driving away the shadows on the face of death, revealing a pale face, and even pouring into his eyes, mouth and nose.

...

"Uhhhh-"

A golden aura ignited all over Death's body, and he rolled crazily on the ground, as if being swallowed by a raging fire, and kept trying to slap his robe with his hands, but in an instant, a black air floated out of his body, and quickly penetrated into the ground.

When Yin Xuanling came to his senses, he sighed regretfully, that aura should be the soul of this western god, and he must have fled to the place under the jurisdiction of the other party, otherwise the aura would not have disappeared so quickly.

"I don't know what's going on with the apprentice."

The old man grabbed the body on the ground, lifted the ankle, dragged it on the ground, and walked to the edge of the forest step by step.

……

The battle in the sky came to an end when the last god in Wen Zhong's hands was scorched by the sky thunder, and even the soul disappeared into the clouds.

As for the battle below, Erlang Shen untied the demon-binding rope, ignored the monkey's eyes about eating him, and joined Wen Zhong to descend to the ground together.

However, they are not worried that the remaining three gods will make it out alive.After all, the heroes who besieged them were also well-known and famous generals who had experienced many battles. Any slight move could hardly escape the eyes of these heroic men.

Did it fail...

I wait for the gods, and they will eventually fall...

Mars looked at the Orientals who were still besieging and killing him and cooperating seamlessly. He didn't hesitate to be beaten away by himself, and he wanted to fight for his companions to have a chance to stab him.

This kind of unity was something he had never felt before.

As far as he could see, the god of the mountains, Lai Ente, was dimmed. His feet were full of rocks, and he was staggering to deal with it. Then he was picked up by the Orientals from all directions and fell to the ground forcefully. The weapon hit him, and he let out a painful growl.

The god Melton, who represents the wind, was also exhausted and flew to the sky, but was fanned back to the ground by an oriental man waving a feather fan, and then he was nailed to the heels by an old man holding a bow and shooting arrows, and knelt down to the ground.

Farther away, Mars saw Yinsidra, the once beautiful goddess of wind and snow, her head was lying quietly on the ground, shedding crystal tears; the god of life also died, and the man's head was finally reunited with The beautiful female body is separated; the lake fairy is dissolving on the ground, leaving only one arm, and then stepped on by the Orientals...

His eyes turned, and finally fell on the standing young Oriental in the distance.

Maybe there is still a chance.

he thought.

At this moment, Mars didn't hold back anymore, and burst out with all his divine power, knocking over a knight riding a white horse wielding a double-edged spear in front of him, and was hit on the shoulder by the rushing red horse, barely avoiding it with his slanted body The green-robed and red-faced god-man above made a knife, but the robe on the back was still torn by the blade, leaving a lake of blood and flesh.

"Help me, this is the last chance!" he yelled.

The God of the Mountains, Lyont, held down several weapons or magic lights on his back, stretched out his hand and shot the last bit of divine power at Mars, and Melton, the god of wind, turned into a gust of wind and hugged Mars in the wind. Si, who was stabbed by a snake spear and cut by a long halberd, led his companions out of the encirclement.

Mars broke out of the strong wind and turned into a ball of light before landing, rushing towards the Easterners who were not far away.

...

Only by solving this person, everything will end.

The light cluster exploded again and became more intense, dragging the tail of the flame and rushing towards it with a 'dang' sound, the green and black sword pierced out of his hand was blocked by a strange looking weapon.

The force of the shock made Mars back again and again, he was a man of god with three eyes.

"what!"

Mars hissed and roared, and the divine light burst out again, this time the light was mixed with the bluish black of the plague, which was the color of the burning soul.

Charged towards Chen Yuan again, Chen Yuan remained motionless, looking at the rushing god calmly, the next moment, the golden-patterned stick head blocked the front, directly blocking the golden light, but it was still shocking The golden hoop shook slightly twice.

"I...I'm going to kill you...mortal..."

Golden blood was slowly flowing from Mars' mouth and eyes, and he was still fiercely pressing the monkey's golden cudgel with his sword, advancing step by step.Sun Wukong and Yang Jian didn't intend to stop him any further, they just laid their weapons horizontally and watched him slowly approaching.

"I am one of the gods of the West...the god of the plague...Ma...al...we will not..."

At the last moment of the sound, the monkey raised his hand and gently pushed his fingertips on the god's forehead. The advancing body stopped, shook twice, and fell backward heavily.

Chen Yuan looked at the fallen figure, her whole body was trembling.

The Gods of the West... are gone.

And his mana was almost exhausted, and he said weakly: "Yuan thanked the Great Sage, the True Monarch, and the Heavenly Venerable for their help."

The monkey leaned on it with a golden cudgel, and raised its chin proudly, "Go back and prepare some melons and fruits for my grandson."

Erlangshen was taciturn, just nodded, and rushed towards Tianyun with the white dog at his feet turning into a ray of divine light.Wen Zhong nodded with a smile, and stroked his beard, "I'll get back to you when I'm done with this matter."

After saying that, he followed Yang Jian and turned into a divine light to leave.

"They left?"

At this time, in the forest behind Chen Yuan, the master dragged a god's body back, threw it away and put it with Mars, then turned around and said, "This guy got out of his body and ran away."

"It doesn't matter, Master, there will be a special Yin God to catch him!"

Chen Yuan used the last bit of mana to slap Wu Guzhu away, and there were two extremely tall Yin gods appearing on his left and right sides, two figures, red faces, fangs, fierce faces, golden hoops on their heads, and red embroidered robes. It is called a golden yoke, with long scarlet nails on both hands, standing on the ground according to the square yoke.

Next to him was a ghost with a green face and fangs, a terrifying face, a silver band on his head, a blue robe, a dark complexion, holding a silver iron lock, and the sound of gold and iron.

"Thank you, fifth master and sixth master, to bring back the spirit that escaped."

"Hehe, it's the first time to catch the gods."

The golden lock fiddled with the long red nails, lifted the shackle, and the silver lock on the side opened and closed its fangs, wrapped the iron lock around his shoulders, and sneered: "I heard that he is still the one who handles the dead, and we are walking together, but I want to compete with you." .”

Then the two ghosts cried out in unison.

"Follow the soul!"

A gust of wind blew, and the figure disappeared in place immediately.

……

Blown by the gloomy wind, Chen Yuan also exhausted her mana, and the spell in her hand scattered, and she fell down immediately. Next to her, Yin Xuanling rushed over, took her apprentice in her arms, and put it down gently.

Sighed.

"Thousands of miles, why?"

As he spoke, he pressed Chen Yuan's forehead to drain his mana.

Lingxian Zhenjun