Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 175 The Luck of the People, the Important Weapon of the Country

Xu Mochen pointed his long sword into the sky, and the three supernatural powers of Ni Wan, Jiang Gong, and Huang Ting were unfolded at the same time. By the way, he used the method of moving the sky and borrowing the way to connect to Luo Xuanzhi's Huangquan Yindu strange array.

But this time he didn't want to completely copy the opponent's formation, but just used it along the way.

His national destiny, along the long sword, was introduced into the formation.

The fate of the country, going back, along the array, enveloped the entire southern sky of Danzhou.

outside world.

There were bursts of bells ringing in the air, with little murmurs, like gods and Buddhas in the sky, silently watching all the common people in the world.

A fragrance spread, spreading throughout the southern Danzhou.

With the figure of Our Lady of Shuncheon, the fear brought about by those wandering ghosts disappeared completely for the people who came into contact with the national fortune.

They knelt on the ground devoutly one by one, and began to worship the Holy Mother of Shuntian that Shen Zhining had manifested.

At this moment, the latest belief in southern Danzhou was born.

The dissipated national fortune, after soaking in from the millions of people, became thicker and flowed endlessly.

I don't know what touched it in the end, these national fortunes gradually condensed together, and when they circled and danced, those wandering ghosts were torn apart.

"Dong dong dong——clang, clang—" Between the sky and the earth, the bells rang together, and the purple rays of light pierced through the clouds and mist.

In the rays of the sun, the figures of countless gods can be vaguely seen.

Shen Zhining was stunned: "Those gods belong to... Blue Star...?"

The national destiny sent by Xu Mochen has been responded by the people, and now it is gathering in a more powerful way to form a river, following the Huangquan hidden crossing formation, and flocking to Xu Mochen.

Finally, the smile on the corner of Luo Xuanzhi's mouth in front of him disappeared.

He is not surprised that Xu Mochen entered the way of immortality, can cut immortals, can penetrate his own jade bottle, and can absorb and control the fire of Naraku's dark cage.

However, in just such a short period of time, the national fortune he disperse multiplied back, which made Luo Xuanzhi unexpected.

The Son of Heaven was born in the sky, and the hope of all people in the world, unshakable!

No wonder the previous cultivators who fought against Xu Mochen all failed miserably in the end.

Does this person's fate already correspond to the way of heaven?

Impossible, the emperor does not practice immortality, isn't this an ancient rule set by the Dao of Heaven?
Why did it break?

With doubts in mind, Luo Xuanzhi stepped on the other shore.

Over there, the light on Xu Mochen's body gradually gathered, and he opened his eyes.

Huangquan is hidden in the strange array, and the construction of Huangquan Road has been completed.

They reached the other shore, and the road connecting the Yin and Yang realms was opened again.

Xu Mochen clenched the Han Guangjian in his hand, without saying a word, he swung countless sword intents.

Behind Luo Xuanzhi is the endless Wangchuan River, but this river changes when it reaches the far horizon.

The direction the river flows is the sky.

Hades is not in the ground, but in the sky.

Surrounding the scene of the river, there is also a huge step, which spirals up like scattered spiral steps until it sinks into the clouds above.

That is the Naihe Bridge. Once you cross the Naihe Bridge, you will come to the afterlife.

After the reconstruction of Huangquan Road, countless undead appeared in the water of Wangchuan.

Those are all immortal cultivators who tried to forcefully cross the Wangchuan River by special means and failed.

Since they can't enter the underworld, what they want is to return to the mortal world with the last bit of their souls.

Wu Yang rushed forward, but they were all forced by Xu Mochen's sword intent, and instantly disappeared.

"Overestimating one's abilities," even Luo Xuanzhi couldn't help shaking his head, "It's foolish for a guy who is already dead to covet his life again."

That being the case, he knew that only by solving Xu Mochen could he move forward.

Behind him, the three supernatural powers unfolded: "Your Majesty, don't you think that after absorbing the fire of Naraku's dark cage, this humble minister has no other means?"

Xu Mochen turned a deaf ear to it, and the sword intent of the blue falling clouds dispersed layer by layer.

Amidst Luo Xuanzhi's loud laughter, the supernatural being behind him spun out a round of Ujin.

No, not Ugin, but Flame.

"This humble minister is originally a day-traveling god in the underworld," Luo Xuanzhi raised the flames, "I was exiled to the mortal world, thinking about returning all the time.

What His Majesty absorbs is nothing but the Yin fire of the underworld, but what this humble minister holds is the Yang fire of the underworld! "

"Go!" He clasped his palms together, and the flames behind him poured out like mountains and seas.

Extreme Flame Soul Devourer!Among the eighteen different fires, it is also a well-known existence, ranking even above the Naraku Dark Cage Fire!
Xu Mochen's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his left index finger.

Nine black patterns appear, which are the symbols of the Nine Babies.

"Liu Li Shenshui!" In front of Xu Mochen, a cloud of water mist exploded.

The glazed divine water is a strange water in the world of Buddhist cultivation. It is made with the belief of incense and the fusion of spiritual power and immortality. Its rarity is comparable to that created by gods.

It is also one of the 36 different waters in the world of ten directions!

When talking about Shuyi and Qin Muran back then, it was only a small bottle.

Xu Mochen's Jiuying absorbed the glazed water and automatically converted it into Xu Mochen's possession.

Therefore, in his Qizang Divine Palace, it can be directly created by combining the three of Dragon Luck, Daoyuan Power, and Immortal Fate.

Its quantity and power have far surpassed Tan Shuyi's Glazed Divine Water.

Over there, water and fire blend together, and the two sides are actually evenly matched.

Luo Xuanzhi's face changed: "Impossible, this is a strange fire refined with my soul!"

"Coincidentally," Xu Mochen smiled, "This divine water is all I have."

Who is tougher in the end can only be confirmed by fencing each other!

Even with the passage of time, Luo Xuanzhi felt that his flame was pushed back.

Impossible, there must be something wrong.

He yelled, fully mobilizing his spiritual power: "The golden body is unlocked!"

After saying that, his whole body turned into fragments and scattered, a golden light flashed, and a three-meter-tall golden god appeared.

That's the truth about Luo Xuanzhi - Riyoushen.

He slapped his palm, and a whirlwind suddenly rolled up, blowing Xu Mochen's glazed water away.

"A mere human emperor, how dare you stand shoulder to shoulder with a god?" His tone was filled with disdain.

Xu Mochen still had no expression on his face, and any changes did not move him. After the blow, he flew backwards.

Flying over a piece of Bianhua flowers, his six swastikas instantly caught a small blue flower.

It's very small, about the size of a grain of rice. In such a large field of flowers that can confuse the consciousness, there are no six swastikas, so it's hard to find.

But Xu Mochen is Xu Mochen, what others can do, he can do.

What others cannot do, he must be able to do.

With a hook of the finger, the regenerated flowers were picked away and put into the mustard seeds.

He landed steadily on the Bana flower, shaking slightly with the undulation of the flower branch.

Luo Xuanzhi didn't care about this, the golden god took a big step, stomping on the other side flower and rushed over.

Xu Mochen still stretched out his left index finger, and Jiuying's magic finger exerted force again.

Two rays of light flashed, one was Liuli Shenshui, and the other was Naraku's Dark Cage Fire.

"Boom—" hit Luo Xuanzhi, it can be said that it was a double sky of ice and fire.

The lower half of his body was submerged in the divine water and froze into ice.

And the upper body was burned by strange fire.

Although Luo Xuanzhi, as a day travel god, controls the strange fire and is not afraid, it still hurts a lot.

"Damn it!" With a wave of his hands, he deflected Xu Mochen's attack with the extreme flame and soul-eating fire, "I must concoct you!"

On the other side, Xu Mochen's lightsaber floated in front of his chest.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the lightsaber transformed into more than a dozen handles.

The sky is poor and blue, and the clouds are boundless!
The power of Daoyuan was injected, and more than a dozen long swords burst into the aurora of sword intent.

"Pa—" the aurora hit Luo Xuanzhi, and the golden god staggered a few times.

Xu Mochen bullied himself up, his right fist condensed a thunder light.

Thunder of Yuan Lei Three Forms!
Fist to the flesh, after dozens of punches, a small crack appeared in Luo Xuanzhi's golden body god.

"Impossible!" He shouted, "This golden body was built in ancient times, and it has been immersed in incense for tens of thousands of years. How can you break it?"

The reality is, Xu Mochen can.

With another punch, a hole was punched out of Luo Xuanzhi's shoulder.

"National fortune!" He finally panicked, "This is the scattered national fortune, and it can still be used by you!"

That's right, the national destiny born from the people of Danzhou in the south poured in through the formation in one breath, but Xu Mochen did not absorb it 100%.

Part of the country's fortune was mixed into his attack, and this was the only way to deal a heavy blow to Luo Xuanzhi who had shown his true colors.

The luck of the people, the important weapon of the country, the emperor holds it to kill the immortals!
Xu Mochen didn't stop, and pointed the index finger of his left hand towards the sky, "crash" the divine water and the strange fire fell on Luo Xuanzhi's golden god at the same time, almost breaking his soul core.

He finally knew to be afraid.

(End of this chapter)