There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 33 The deep-sea giant became angry from embarrassment, and the granddaughter's ancestor unexpectedly appeared
With a thunderbolt, hundreds of tentacles were instantly burnt to powder by the thunder fire. The ghost jellyfish was startled suddenly, and the lightning spread along the tentacles. Before they could scream out, they were all turned into black ashes.

All the sea monsters were trembling with fright, and no one dared to volunteer.

"Trash! A bunch of trash, just a goblin, even she can't control it, why should I raise you!"

"Your Highness... that little mountain spirit..."

"I still have the face to talk about the mountain spirit! She has only a few thousand years of cultivation..."

"No, she..."

As Xuanji said, he turned his head and pointed to Chuanwu, but saw that Chuanwu found the ancient sword by groping a little bit.

A pair of blind eyes did not prevent her from crawling towards the ancient sword, Xuanji laughed in surprise:

"Yes! Yes! Pull it up! Pull it up!" He was as feverish as a gambler.

"As long as you pull it up, you can save your master! Hahaha pull it up, yes, use force, pull it up!"

I saw Chuan Wu fumbled, and finally slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with a hand like a tender bamboo branch, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on his pale lips.

"What are you going to do!" Xuanji suddenly realized that something was wrong with her, and hurriedly stopped her.

However, it was too late, Chuan Wu stepped forward——

"Master! Master! Disciple is unworthy!"

Almost with all his strength, a roar pierced the silence of the pagoda, the blood on the neck spurted out like a spring, and the strong smell of herbs filled the air-time seemed to stand still, only the sound of heartbeats, thump, thump...

A hole was opened at the top of the tower at some point, and a ray of skylight leaked obliquely, hitting the blood-soaked sword.

Standing side by side with the ancient sword, the girl's eyes were wide open, she fell into a pool of blood, and there seemed to be a satisfied smile remaining at the corner of her mouth.

dead silence...

"She died? How did she die!" Xuanji's roar first broke the silence.

How could she die!It took tens of thousands of years for Ding Fengze to meet someone who could get close to the sword, and she hadn't pulled it out yet, how could she die so easily?

If she dies, who will help him complete the final concentration of divine power?Who will help him defeat Zhulong and become the new mountain god?

"Activate her! Even for a moment, you must activate her!" Xuanji pointed at Chuan Wu's cold corpse and roared like a madman.

"But she... is already dead..." The sea monsters looked perplexed.

"Dead! Can't you be resurrected after you die? What are you doing to eat!" Xuanji was furious, and kicked the big fleshy ball with broken tentacles.

Some of their deep-sea monsters do have the ability to regenerate. The weaker ones can only regenerate themselves, and the stronger ones may be able to regenerate their own kind.

But she is a mountain spirit, an elf of plants and trees, how can she be revived by sea monsters?
All the sea monsters looked at each other in blank dismay, none of them dared to step forward.

"Trash! They're all trash!" Xuanji yelled, rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Chuanwu.

"Your Highness! Tianlei..."

After all, the tentacle monster was an old subordinate who had followed him for a long time. Seeing him going up to die, he rushed to stop him.

"This king is the God of the Mountain! The God of the Mountain! Why are you afraid of thunder!"

Xuanji laughed frantically, his whole body almost entered a state of madness, grabbed the tentacle monster under his feet, and tore it to pieces with a grinning grin.

"This king is about to rule land and water!"

"Boom!" Thunder came from the sky, the thunder tore through the darkness, the sky seemed to be shattered into pieces, a bolt of lightning exploded from the top of the tower again, the inside of the tower flashed white instantly, with severed limbs, blood, and corpses everywhere.

A long cry of a divine bird pierced the sky, and in an instant the wind and cloud turned into raging flames. The blazing red clouds burned the whole sky into purple-red.

"Your Highness! Your Highness... the sword!"

The bone sword clanged, as if an invisible force was pulling it, the ground around it rumbled, and all eighteen wrist-thick iron chains were snapped.

The entire five-pointed pagoda began to shake, and the mountain shook instantly, and the ground cracked a hole several feet wide.

"Your Highness! The mountain god is angry!"

The sea monsters scrambled around, screaming and screaming.

"To shut up!"

Xuanji was a little flustered, trying to maintain his composure as the sky shook.

He can't fail!No way!

He failed to provoke Jinwu to kill Zhulong, and Qingmang also seriously injured him, and then released the miasma sealed under the sword, Zhulong would die!
How could he have come to this point in the game he had set up step by step in his predictions!
He exchanged with the wind demon in the vast sky of Cangming to grasp the movement of the candle dragon. He worked hard to lurk in this small lake and suffered all kinds of abuse and humiliation from mortals, just to draw out his bone sword and release the miasma in the lake. Invincible, taking advantage of the situation and killing Zhulong is as easy as pie, how could this be!
Another dazzling white light emerged from the sword, and the inside of the tower was as bright as day.

Xuanji felt that this light was somewhat familiar—it was exactly the same as what he saw in the deep water that day!
The Golden Crow appeared in the pagoda, surrounded by colorful auspicious lights, surrounded by auspicious clouds, with scarlet coiled silk relics on its head, golden feathers all over its body, wings with red flames and colorful phoenix tails shining golden light across the sky .

"Wow, I, I thought that the legendary birds all had two heads and four legs. They are better and more beautiful than that wind demon!"

The water-drop fish monster, who had just learned the language of mortals, looked at the Golden Crow with admiration and sincere admiration, but was punched on the bald head by the ferocious-looking dragon fish:
"What fart! Feng Yao is an accomplice of our Highness, so we can only praise our Highness and Feng Yao!"

As he spoke, he smiled obsequiously at Xuanji.

Xuanji didn't care about what these two idiots were arguing about, he didn't know what the sudden appearance of the Jinwu meant, and what was it going to do?
The Golden Crow let out a long cry again, stretched its slender and soft neck upwards, and held the Zhenta beads embedded in the tower with its graceful and pointed beak.

The town tower bead seems to be able to feel the breath of the body, and the moment the golden crow touches it, it bursts into golden light, washing away the darkness.

Under the golden light, a nearly naked pure white woman descended slowly, and when the divine light went out, her feet landed firmly on the ground.

"Golden Crow?"

Xuanji couldn't believe the scene in front of him, isn't the Golden Crow a natural divine bird?When did you hear that the Golden Crow has taken shape?
"I am, granddaughter."

The woman opened her mouth slowly, and the short four words echoed with a sacred and inviolable echo.

"Granddaughter? Aren't you dead? How is it possible! How can it be possible to wake up granddaughter without collecting all four gods!" Xuanji panicked completely, and his legs began to tremble.

What drove him crazy was not the woman in front of him, but his inability to accept it. He had already paid such a high price, almost half of the Cangming Sky was sold to Feng Yao, and it still fell short!
As Feng Yao promised at the time, Candle Dragon was exhausted and vulnerable, as long as he managed to release the miasma under his sword, even if Candle Dragon didn't die, he would be trapped in the miasma forever and couldn't stand up.

Granddaughter is obviously dead!She was resurrected, the curse was lifted, and the miasma formed by her resentment would naturally dissipate. At that time, he, Xuanji, was just a joke!

"Okay! That's great! Damn it's alive, but the one who wants to be alive is dead!" Xuanji grimaced, stretched out his right hand into the air, and a ichthyosaur spear appeared out of thin air, pointing at his granddaughter.

"Resurrection? The king will let you die again!"

The long gun roared and sent sacrificial paper money flying all over the ground, but the naked and defenseless granddaughter had no intention of fighting back.

Just when everyone thought that the grandfather would die for sure, the long spear suddenly stuck in mid-air, Xuanji rushed forward with all his strength, but the tip of the spear could not be pushed forward even an inch, but the body of the spear slowly bowed up— —

Even if he saw the opportunity very quickly, he retreated hastily and jumped backwards, but his front strength was lost and his rear strength was not enough, he was in mid-air, suddenly paralyzed, fell straight down heavily, and fell beside Chuanwu.

Unbeknownst to everyone, something important was missing.

Xuanji's pupils contracted violently, a carp straightened up, and when it flipped up, it held the long handle of the bone sword.

The bone sword was folded into a crescent moon shape, following Xuanji's figure to draw a perfect arc in the air.

Only then did everyone realize that Rolling Thunder had disappeared!Gone is the lightning bolt!

Now that Jinwu has regained his eyes and his granddaughter has recovered, the bone sword is already an ordinary ancient sword. Without Chuanwu, the sword can still be unsheathed.

It turns out that the bone sword is not only able to be drawn by the chosen one, the chosen one is the one chosen by the grandfather.

Only a person who is truly, kind, and free from distracting thoughts can avoid the death penalty from the sky thunder, and the role of this person is not to pull out the bone sword, but to release a trace of the wandering soul of the granddaughter to purify the miasma together with her.

But Chuanwu was dead, and one cloud after another of black miasma flew out of the scabbard, circling and wreaking havoc in the tower was not enough, some finally broke through the doors and windows, and ran around in Ding Fengze.

The people of Dingfengze have long since dared not ask for anything extravagantly in this chaos. The price for waking up their granddaughter and pulling out the ancient sword is to be buried with them. The mysterious man lied to them!
What revives Yunlu, their only hope is to escape for their lives, as long as they can survive, even if the flood is bigger, they are lucky.

Most of the onlookers were swallowed up by the sea monsters, and some of them managed to escape and hide, and they might not escape death under this miasma.

"Concentrate, my divine power, my miasma! I am the Great Mountain God!" Xuan Xuanji knelt down beside the bone sword, screaming wildly.

With his hands raised high, the ominous miasma swirled over his head one after another, Xuanji's eyes were red, scorched teeth sprouted from his mouth, and scales formed on his back.

The half-rib-like gills on both sides suddenly swelled up into a monster like a puffer fish, and then suddenly deflated, spraying sticky black venom from its mouth.

The subordinates of the former sea monsters happily thought that their master was about to succeed and had a bright future, so they clapped their hands and applauded.

However, the demonized Xuanji no longer had any real nature, turned his red eyes, and swung a long tongue that pulled saliva and mucus, and swallowed half of the sea monster in one bite.

The Golden Crow screamed and rained down countless sky fires, but the huge monster dodged them all.

The demonized Xuanji grabbed Chuanwu's body and was about to ravage it, but suddenly thought of Zhulong who was still unconscious on the duckweed, smiled evilly, and put her beside the altar.

"Granddaughter, thank you, Miasma!"

Xuanji opened his bloody mouth wide open, screamed strangely and attacked his granddaughter, but the granddaughter was still as calm as before, her eyes were numbly blank, and she didn't intend to take any defensive measures.

A stream of poison under the tongue sprayed towards the granddaughter, passing directly through her body, falling to the ground, and floating a ball of white foam

It turned out that the granddaughter hadn't really been resurrected, only her remnant soul was resurrected, and that soul didn't have an autonomous consciousness, let alone any attack power.

When the granddaughter died back then, she couldn't bear to kill innocent people, so she forced her life to seal the miasma, leaving this wisp of soul as a warning to the world.

Anyone who can see this soul means that they are not far from extinction, and quickly find someone capable of suppressing it, otherwise Yunlu will have no survivors.

I don't know how many years, how many spring and autumn iterations, and how many reincarnations, history has been tampered with.

It is rumored that the ones sealed under the sword are their benevolent spirits, each of them hated their ancestors and granddaughters deeply, and the previous history books even completely described the granddaughter as a wicked woman.

The first man did his own crimes and couldn't live. Turning into a stone statue deserved what he deserved. Even pulling out the bone sword and cutting his body into thousands of pieces could not lift the curse of Ding Feng Ze.

The person who added this to the history books wanted to take advantage of Dingding Fengze's eagerness to undo the curse and complete his ulterior secret.

The curse of Ding Fengze, even the granddaughter herself cannot be solved, let alone this strand of soul.

Karma is the other shore of all things, and there is nothing others can do to help except for self-crossing.

It has only been practiced for more than 3000 years after Chuanwu transformed into form, and the primordial spirit is scattered and cannot be condensed.

For a mountain spirit whose Taoism is so shallow, the primordial spirit dissipates immediately after death, the body of the animal spirit turns into soil, and the plant spirit turns into dew.

However, after Chuan Wu slammed his sword and slayed himself, the soul miraculously did not dissipate from the world, but each scattered small soul floated in the void, like a lost bird, with no support and no habitat.

Xuanji grinned, a tentacle grew on his back that could reach hundreds of feet, one of the tentacles broke through the wall, and stretched directly towards the duckweed where Zhulong was. In the blink of an eye, Zhu's body had arrived in front of him.

"Zhulong, you are nothing more than that! Let you and your little apprentice become the first undead to sacrifice on the way to become the king of the mountain!"

Zhulong and Chuanwu were tied together, hanging high on the top of the pentagonal tower, a ball of black and blue mucus gushed out from Xuanji's webbed hand, and slammed into the two of them in the air.

The Golden Crow let out a long cry again, and a fireball hit it away. The mucus fireballs collided together and ignited a pungent smell, hissing, and finally disappeared with an explosion.

Xuanji didn't succeed, so he turned to Jinwu angrily, he forgot about this damn stumbling block.

If Jin Wu is killed easily, Feng Yao will be more convinced by him. If Feng Yao can be used by him, wouldn't it be another general under his command?
Xuanji had planned everything, turned his spearhead to the Golden Crow, first dealt with this big, unsightly bird, and then smashed his master and apprentice into pieces.

The Golden Crow flapped its wings suddenly, and sent down a burst of fiery Venus. Wherever the Venus went, everything was burnt and scorched.

However, a mass of mucus appeared all over Xuanji's body, covering his entire skin, and Mars couldn't even get close to his body.

It's ridiculous, at this time, he is no longer the rebellious second prince who was trapped in the Cangming Sea, who is he, he is Xuanji!
He is the omnipotent successor of the Great Mountain God Xuanji who is full of miasma!

　There is nothing to say, I just hope that the students who read this line can be safe and healthy, and live a smooth life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)