Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 207
Beaulieu was trapped in the abyss for a long time, and rose into the sky in one day.

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King Pinglang looked at Little Yunshan Jun who was jumping up, the momentum of the surging cloud made his scalp numb, and he no longer had the heart to resist, subconsciously shouted "go", and then he did not turn his head back, and fled for his life and flee.

What a joke, the Jiazi Tiger Demon has forced them to play all their cards;

Now that his cultivation has soared to the top three, how can he still be an opponent?
The most important thing is, the God of the Shoushan Mountain, the master of the family, hasn't shown up yet?
It's pointless to fight any further.

As everyone knows, King Pinglang's turn immediately caused the siege to collapse.

As the saying goes, the army is defeated like a mountain.

As soon as the three monsters withdrew, Xiaoyunshanjun had no more restraints. With a howl, the ten directions trembled. Watching the battle of the evil spirits in the city, a rainbow light flashed across the sky, and Xiaoyunshanjun slammed into the back of Pinglang King as if moving. Bite down with one bite, and repeatedly the mist breaks away, and a simple tortoise shell emerges out of thin air.

——It was the unnamed tortoise shell that King Pinglang found from the bottom of the river. It was extremely hard, as if under a bully.

"How daring—"

King Pinglang was extremely frightened and furious, he shouted sharply, spewing ghostly energy, and played all his cards.

That is the Yasheng money enshrined in Zhenjiang Wangye Temple;

It is also the talisman he bought from the wandering Taoist at a huge price;

It is also a page of Buddhist scriptures that happened to be obtained from a pilgrim.

The sprinkling of many magic treasures immediately made the brilliance splash in front of him, shining like a sea.

However, King Pinglang still underestimated the dominance of the tiger demon, and he saw Lord Xiaoyun suddenly open his mouth, and spit out a very coquettish purple thunder!

"Crack!"

The thunder flashed, and the sky and the earth suddenly brightened. If the purple energy came from the east, with a flick of a finger, it would be as powerful as a broken bamboo, sweeping away all the demons and demons, destroying all the foundations of King Pinglang, and then smashing into the ghost's body without dissipating the momentum.

In an instant, ghosts and immortals lose their energy, and all spirits disappear.

King Pinglang's nameless tortoise shell hidden in the ghost body could no longer resist the power of thunder, and it burst apart in full view.

"...No! Mountain God...forgive me..."

There was great terror between life and death, King Pinglang finally gave up his face and tried to beg for mercy, but it was too late, his condensed ghost body had already been blasted into pieces, and only inertia remained to maintain his pitiful shape.

At this time, even the Da Luo Jinxian came, and it was absolutely difficult to save him.

In the eyes of the spectator Yaoxie, all this is said to be slow, but it is actually extremely fast.

They only saw King Pinglang turn around and fight back, and there are endless means in his hands. Just one glance at the glorious light makes people frightened.

How do you think, when the tiger demon threw thunder, it directly destroyed the dead and destroyed the world with one blow.

It was only then that the demons realized that in front of the real great supernatural powers, no amount of them could be more powerful!
"Boom—"

Before all the demons came back to their senses, another purple thunderbolt fell in the air and struck on the body of Hetan Empress who had already escaped from the small courtyard.

Before the Empress of the River Beach could open her mouth, she turned into a pile of ashes, and a gust of strong wind blew past, curling up between the sky and the earth.

"Mountain God forgive me—"

The same ink master who had just escaped from the small courtyard saw his liver and gallbladder burst immediately, and he no longer had the heart to resist, and when he landed, he bowed down and knelt down, begging for his life.

Seeing this sudden scene, countless Yaoxie who turned around and wanted to escape were stunned and broke their defenses on the spot.

As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

In the eyes of all the immortals in Kemao, the three hills represent the earth emperor, and all the monsters will submit to him.

It was this existence that had to be looked up to before, but it was defeated without warning, dying, kneeling, and all the monsters could calmly accept it.

At this moment, the cowardly fled in a hurry;
Dare to stop and watch.As the saying goes, the emperor and the courtiers in one dynasty, at the time of the change of dynasty, it is very good to be a courtier if you can't be the emperor.

"Roar--"

Among the group of monsters with their own ghosts, Lord Xiaoyunshan gave a low growl, and the huge monster body quickly fell back to normal.

"...No sequelae, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

He felt the demon body without sequelae, and then looked at the place where the Hetan Empress died, his eyes were full of astonishment.

In his mind, such a method of forcibly promoting Dao Xing would definitely cause endless troubles, and it might destroy the foundation of Dao Xing.

Unexpectedly, when his cultivation returned to normal, not only did he not feel weak, but he even awakened the supernatural power of blood in advance, which is simply unimaginable.

——It turned out that the purple thunder he spit out was exactly the power of the bloodline awakened when he stepped into the top three Taoism.If he guessed correctly, the purple thunder that killed Hetan Empress was also done by the old Taoist Ming Chen who stole his blood power.

Thinking of this, Mr. Xiaoyunshan became more and more in awe of Mo Chuan.

Speaking of which, the reason why the power of Yaoxie's bloodline is restricted by Taoism is because even if it is awakened in advance, it is meaningless.

Forcibly urging it will only destroy the foundation, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Daoist Mingchen possesses the ability to undo this shackle. It is hard to say whether it is a blessing or a curse for him, but he feels the future potential in advance without any damage. Mr. Xiaoyunshan feels that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Are you the ink master of Qiaosheng Xianshitang?"

While Mr. Xiaoyunshan was thinking wildly, Mo Chuan's voice suddenly echoed over the small courtyard.

"It's down."

The ink master tremblingly replied, not daring to raise his head.

"Since you are the disciple of Immortal Master Qiaosheng, then you have some chance with this god. For today's matter, I will spare you from death for the time being. If you can help Xiaoyunshan Jun to close the mess and put down the chaos, the merits and demerits will be equal! "

The faint fairy voice relieved the ink master.

"The mountain god is wise, and I will obey the decree of the mountain god!"

The ink master who had escaped from the death kowtowed and kowtowed, his head banged loudly, and all kinds of thoughts came to his mind.

——However, he never thought that the Qiaosheng Xianshi banner he raised would one day save his life.

He wanted to give a few compliments to strengthen his position, but he also realized that the group of monsters looked around at this time, and they really couldn't hold back their face, so they could only respond first.

Thinking about it and doing things beautifully is worth a thousand words.

"Mr. Xiaoyunshan, the chaos in Kemao is rooted in the incense. Now that the chief culprit has been punished, the city is full of incense and gathered in the net as soon as possible to calm the chaos. Anyone who is virtuous and talented can be awarded incense in the hall. There is no limit to the number of places."

Mo Chuan said again, this remark seemed to be an order to Lord Xiaoyun Mountain, but in fact it was for the demons watching the battle, and the implication was obvious at a glance.

"Yu officials would like to obey the decree of the mountain god!"

Mr. Xiaoyunshan hurriedly bowed his hands to the sky in return.

Afterwards, there was no fairy sound anymore, and it was obvious that Mo Chuan had quietly left.

Only then did Xiaoyunshan heave a sigh of relief, he straightened his waist, and saw the ink master coming with a shy smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said:

"Qiaosheng Xianshitang attendant, pay homage to Mr. Xiaoyun Mountain Lord, just now I have a blind eye, I have offended you a lot, I hope Tiger will forgive me!"

Shizhao is not the real name of the ink master, but the official name of the imperial painter.

It turned out that the Nine Ladies and Eighteen Artisans had always had a humble status in the world, so they took advantage of their relatives, stole the official name of the painter, and took it as an elegant name, which was an act of self-promotion.

——This is similar to the name Yu Li of Lord Xiaoyunshan claims.

"It's okay, you heard the meaning of the mountain god, what do you think?"

Lord Xiaoyunshan nodded, putting down his haughty posture.

Today's incident was a blow to the head. Without Mo Chuan's backing, he would have died by now, so how could he dare to look down on others?

What's more, Mo Chuan personally left the ink master, and God knows if he will manage Kemao incense for him in the future, which made him even more afraid to offend easily.

"The imperial edict came back on his own, and he is quite unclear about the will of the mountain god. How dare he speak nonsense?"

The ink master cupped his hands and lowered his posture, how could he dare to make random remarks?

"Since it was hand-picked by the mountain god, it's okay to say!"

Little Yunshan Jun, who was not used to the way of dealing with the Central Plains at all, suddenly became dizzy when he heard the words, and hurriedly opened the skylight, for fear that the master ink master would play tricks with him.

(End of this chapter)