Invincible from the start

Chapter 43

A very ordinary stone, after Su Heng dropped a drop of blood, the blood slowly mixed into the stone at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Su Heng felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if the stone seemed It's like carrying it with you all the time.

Master Qin saw that the blood was completely mixed into the stone, then lifted the stone with a serious expression, and threw it lightly in front of him. Su Heng subconsciously wanted to catch it when he saw it, but the stone fell to the ground very fast, as if it was in contact with the earth's magnetic field. Like the attraction, it fell quickly and sank into the ground in an instant.

Su Heng was dumbfounded. Has this stone become a spirit?Will it still shrink the ground?

boom----

There was another roar, this time the roar was not in the ear, but from above the nine heavens, everyone looked up, only to see a purple moon floating in the sky, hanging high,
Under the cold moonlight, everyone felt the chill from the bottom of their bones, and couldn't help shivering.

The twelve hall masters are all Grand Masters of Returning to the True Realm, and they have not been afraid of the cold and heat for a long time, but they have not fully adapted to it for a while, and their bodies still trembled a few times involuntarily.

Only Su Heng didn't feel the change. Instead, he established a sense of familiarity with the underground palace. The entire Demon Sect General Altar of Dayu Mountain was in the underground palace at this time. After a single thought, he could clearly see the place on Dayu Mountain. A flower has several petals.

In this underground palace, nothing can escape Su Heng's eyes, his consciousness has been completely integrated with this underground palace.

Su Heng subconsciously glanced at Su Xiaoxiao again, and then immediately dispelled the evil thoughts that had just arisen in his heart. How could the majestic leader of the Demon Cult have such a wretched thought of peeking at his subordinates to change clothes...

"Master, the underground palace is too dark, and the congregants below may not be able to hold on for long, let's pass on the exercises first." Su Xiaoxiao didn't know that she had just escaped a catastrophe, so she looked at the situation of the congregants below. Too optimistic, everyone shivered from the cold.

Su Heng had been prepared for a long time, and called Zhou Feng, the dog leg, to distribute all the reincarnation Heart Sutras that had been transcribed earlier.

As the leader's close dog, Zhou Feng witnessed everything just now, and now he respects his leader even more in his heart, grandma, the leader is about to become a god, and I don't know if he can take me to cultivate together in the future... …

The congregants below had the same thoughts as Zhou Feng. A few days ago, they were called back to the [-] congregants in the congregation. At this time, everyone got the Heart Sutra of Reincarnation, and they all witnessed what happened just now. This scene seemed normal to them, thanks to Zhou Feng's brainwashing plan, which was very successful. They always thought that their leader was a saint and a god who came down to earth, so this Dayu Mountain sneaked into the ground, and what happened This series of seemingly irrational and strange events is very normal in their eyes.

Because the leader is a saint, he is a god, and his methods are as good as the sky. They are the servants of the gods, so naturally they will follow the leader to cultivate immortals and ask questions...

"Well, let's distribute the exercises first, old man, I'll draw out the water of the Yanghe River first." Master Qin said, dragging the Tie Qingniu on the side and left. Tie Qingniu, a big man, is the best choice to be a coolie.

The hall masters of each hall have already practiced the Heart Sutra of Reincarnation in advance. This exercise is not difficult and does not require any high talent. If it was not for the fact that the underground palace plan could not be exposed before, the disciples in the sect would have practiced in advance. How could it be like now? Such a frozen dog...

Master Qin has already prepared the channel to store the Yang River. The reason why the map of the underground palace is called ingenious is because every detail is so exquisite that Master Qin is amazed.

Under the control of Mr. Qin through the underground palace mechanism, the underground magma spurted out fiery red fire and flowed along the channel, rushing for thousands of miles!
At the same moment, at the opposite organ on the other side, the Bibo Lake at the foot of Dayu Mountain was also pulled out, passed along the channel, and merged with the ground fire after nine turns and eighteen turns.

The overbearing ground fire that could destroy everything did not swallow the water of the blue lake, but slowly assimilated it gently. In the end, an endless stretch of Yanghe River was formed!

Above the Yang River, there is a wooden bridge with a length of [-] meters that has been built long ago. This wooden bridge is made of sky fire wood that is as fresh as Yang, so it is not invaded by water and fire, and is not disturbed by any environment.

Then, Master Qin took out the Meditation Stone, found a suitable place, and put it down slowly. Within the radius, a holy and peaceful atmosphere emanated, quiet and peaceful.

Everything Master Qin did was clearly seen under Su Heng's attention.

After Mr. Qin came back to report, Su Heng looked at Yanghe, the wooden bridge, and the meditation stone, and suddenly his bad taste arose.

"From now on, this Yang River will be called Wangchuan River." Su Heng pointed to the boundless Yang River, which seemed to flow calmly and slowly, but could devour everything in the world.

"This bridge is called Naihe Bridge." Su Heng pointed to the wooden bridge and said.

"This meditation stone is called the Sansheng stone." Su Heng named the meditation stone again.

"It's elegant to get the name of the leader," Su Xiaoxiao who was on the side smiled after hearing this, her smile was beautiful.

As for Mr. Qin and the others, it doesn't matter too much, just choose a name, just mess around with the leader, as long as you are happy.

Su Heng was not satisfied, and thought in his heart, after Old Demon Wu led the other three Dharma kings back, is he giving them a name as well?Hades of the Ten Palaces?Meng Po thick soil?Bull head and horse noodles?Well, let's forget about the Devil's Cult changing its name to Hell...

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The original site of Dayu Mountain, the original Dayu Mountain had turned into a plain at this time, and no one could have imagined that the main altar of the Demon Cult would be buried underground.

When there were spies from various sects around the Devil's Cult, they only heard a bang, and then found that Dayu Mountain was gone, and the Devil's Cult was gone...

Could it be that God can't get used to this demon sect, and a thunder fell, directly destroying the demon sect?Well, it's very possible that strange things like double suns and rain of blood have appeared, and it's normal for a thunderbolt to wipe out the Demon Cult...

The Demon Cult is gone, and these spies have rushed back to report.

The entire plain returned to calm again, only some weeds were swaying in the wind, and there were occasional birds hovering in the sky.

After a long time, a figure appeared on the other side of the plain, and a fast horse approached, the horse's hoofs trampled over the dust, and the horse neighed.

Lin Zhao was wearing a bright red armor, sitting on a horse, his bright red cloak was blown, and his black hair was messed up by the wind.

Lin Zhao stared blankly at the wasteland in front of him, in a daze for a long time, what happened?What about Demon Cult?What about Dayu Mountain?

How could a good sect suddenly disappear?There is no trace yet.

"What happened here, and where are you..." Lin Zhao's heart gradually became confused.

Under the setting sun, a figure sat alone on the horse, the wind howling, and the clothes fluttering.

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