Fortune Teller

Deep in the hurricane, High Priest Tumang slowly fell.

He holds a black flag, and wherever the flag goes, endless wind energy surges.

The black flag is called the Tianfeng Flag, and it is also the most precious spiritual treasure of the Jifeng Kingdom. With the sixth level of heavenly cultivation of Tu Mang, the high priest, and combined with the Tianfeng Flag, the power of the hurricane field displayed is extremely powerful, even if the Douxiao realm is strong Or, it is difficult to break out.

"The three great priests of the divine sect have arrived. It seems that you have set up a trap a long time ago." Elder Fusong's eyes were cold, "I am very curious, how do you know about my relationship with Taoist Jin?"

According to his plan, he would first use secret techniques to kill the Jintai priest in the mist formation, then use words to restrain the mind of the Feng Ming priest, and then take away the Jin Taoist without anyone noticing.

Although there were sixteen Li Kongmen disciples here, the only one Fu Song cared about was Taoist Jin.

As for the other disciples, he no longer cares whether they live or die.

But Elder Fusong didn't expect that as soon as he touched Taoist Jin, three restraints appeared out of thin air. Not only did he fly away, but he also trapped Taoist Jin and was dragged deep underground.

And those three prohibitions came from the three high priests respectively, which showed that they had known for a long time that Elder Fusong would come to rescue Taoist Jin.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Elder Fusong's mind.

"Fusong, this religion has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and there are countless techniques and secrets. How can you guess it?" High Priest Zhenhuang laughed loudly, "Taoist Jin is a descendant of your clan. We already know it. Waiting for you to take the bait!"

"So you already knew this," Elder Fusong shook his head and sighed, "In that case, why did you wait until today to take action? Is it to arrange a way to kill me?"

What responded to him were dozens of flaming meteorites.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Meteorites fell one after another, falling on Elder Fusong, passing directly through, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky.

"Spatial projection?" The three high priests looked strange.

Those dozens of meteorites were the handiwork of High Priest Yan Zhan. With the power of his secret technique, even the strong ones in the Douxiao Realm did not dare to ignore them. However, after the meteorites fell, Elder Fusong was unscathed except for the projection clone. There is no explanation.

"I didn't expect that this old guy's cultivation level is not high, but his understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth is not shallow. He can even master the secrets of space." High Priest Zhenhuang's eyes were cold and serious.

Projection clone is an advanced method. The phantom transformed is indistinguishable from the real body. Even the breath and spiritual power can be simulated, and even some ordinary secret attacks can be performed.

Even those who are strong in the Douxiao Realm can only partially understand such a sophisticated method.

"This is a bit troublesome," High Priest Yan Zhan frowned and said with spiritual power, "Tu Mang, with your wind spiritual power, can you sense the true location of Elder Fusong?"

High Priest Tu Mang shook his head slightly, "The projected clone is completely different from the phantom formed by the escape technique. This method involves the mystery of space. Even the spiritual power of the hurricane is difficult to detect, but I can be sure that he did not escape the hurricane field."

To cast the projection clone, you can only be separated by a thousand feet at most, otherwise you cannot borrow spiritual power and energy.

The three high priests glanced around.

Suddenly, a wave of fluctuation appeared around High Priest Tu Mang, and then dozens of cold lights appeared out of thin air, drawing mysterious traces and stabbing at High Priest Tu Mang.

These cold rays were scattered with each other, forming a small trapped formation. Under the entanglement of spiritual power, the high priest Tu Mang was unable to dodge for a while.

"You want to kill me with just a few secret techniques?"

High Priest Tu Mang sneered, spiritual energy surged around his body, and dozens of palm energy blasted out.

Those cold rays are extremely mysterious, and ordinary practitioners cannot resist them at all. However, the high priest Tu Mang has outstanding cultivation, and his Taoist realm is no less than that of the Douxiao realm. Coupled with the blessing of the power of heaven and earth, his palms are as strong as mountains. Generally, all the cold light will be smashed into pieces.

"The high priest of the divine religion truly deserves his reputation." Elder Fusong marveled in his heart.

He used all his strength to cast more than a dozen cold rays, but he was completely at a disadvantage against High Priest Tu Mang. Although his injury had not healed and his cultivation could only stagnate at the extreme level of opening pulses, but in terms of The secret method is exquisite, and High Priest Tu Mang is no longer weaker than the early stage of Douxiao Realm.

"I once learned from a Xuanguangtai priest that there are many treasures in the divine religion, and the most miraculous among them is the Golden Flame Divine Eye." Elder Fusong couldn't help but admired, "This treasure can not only increase the secret skill The power can also assist in cultivation and make oneself in harmony with the heaven and earth. Therefore, the Taoist realm of all the high priests in the past is no less than that of the Douxiao realm. When I see it today, it is true. "

"The divine eye is the most precious treasure of our religion, and it is naturally extraordinary."

High Priest Yan Zhan snorted coldly and kept scanning his surroundings.

What was standing in front of everyone at this moment was only Elder Fusong's projection clone, and his true body was still hidden in the dark, so they did not dare to slack off at all.

Elder Fusong did not dare to show his body easily. He thought that the three high priests had already known about the relationship between Taoist Jin and him, but they waited until today to take action. They must have laid a dragnet. Once exposed, there would be only death.

As a result, the two sides reached a stalemate.

…

Outskirts of Chonghua River.

In a cold courtyard, Gu Xiuyun was sitting cross-legged, Master Qi was unconscious beside him, and there was a faint spiritual power surging around him.

These spiritual powers all come from Gu Xiuyun. His palms rest on Master Qi's shoulders, sensing the movement deep in his spine at all times.

Suddenly, Gu Xiuyun's eyes lit up.

In his induction, the fish-like restriction gradually heated up and condensed into a drop of red water, completely blending with the entire spine.

At this moment, Uncle Qi's body was faintly emitting red light, which looked particularly strange.

"It seems that the three high priests have already taken action!"

Gu Xiuyun carried Uncle Qi and rushed towards the water dragon formation.

…

At the same time, Priest Quanming and Priest Chicheng had also arrived outside the water dragon formation. With a wave of their hands, dozens of Xuanguangtai priests and three hundred Jintai priests walked out of the Sumeru bag.

"Fellow church members, today's battle is related to the survival of the divine religion." Priest Quanming looked at everyone with cold eyes. "The three high priests are besieging the elders of Li Kongmen. Once they fail, the tens of thousands of years of the divine religion's foundation will be destroyed. Complete destruction, if you are afraid, you can go to the main altar on your own, I will not stop you."

“If the divine religion is destroyed, what’s the point of living for us?”

A Xuanguangtai priest spoke.

"It's up to the people to teach, and to teach them to perish!" the Jintai priests shouted one after another.

"Very good," Priest Chicheng nodded with satisfaction, "You are all elites in the sect. According to the wishes of the three high priests, you will all be sent to the main altar to keep the fire of the sect alive. But I and After deliberation, the priests of Quanming believe that tens of millions of human beings are the greatest foundation of the divine religion. If all human beings die, what is the point of us living in the world? "