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Chi Xuan was still in a state of shock, his pupils narrowed slightly and then gradually expanded, as if he was still thinking about the blue-grey ghost hand that had just reached over his head and grabbed the light.

The palm prints of the ghost hand are clearly visible, and the cuticles on it are right in front of you, especially the oval purple-black nails on the five fingers, which are filled with densely packed small inscriptions and talismans, decorated like ripples.

The black sleeve robe is like a dark cloud covering it.

The coercion emanating from it was as powerful as a prison, causing the consciousness to tremble.

"Demon... Lord?"

Chi Xuan asked softly with some uncertainty. In his impression, Tu Shanjun had been staying in the soul flag harmlessly, as if there was really only one spiritual consciousness left.

Now when I look at it, I can see that it is a piece of divine consciousness. It is obvious that there are some tricks to keep things under control.

You must know that the opponent is not a golden elixir master like Zuo Qianshan, but the Da Cang Emperor who broke through the body of Chi Tianjun just by coming from the gods.

Maybe the emperor's strength can only be used to one or two points, which is shocking enough.

That's right. How could such an old monster not have any trump cards at all? Fortunately, Tu Shanjun used his trump card to save him, instead of attacking him all of a sudden while he was fighting with others.

It would be strange if a monk as powerful as Tu Shanjun could really take in and out of magic weapons at will.

"Um."

Tu Shanjun responded calmly, as if he was still thinking about the evil spirit he had just gained after annihilating the opponent's divine descent. With the influx of pure evil energy, many more Yin Soul Pills were produced, but unfortunately there was no Yin Shen.

This square cave sky has begun to wither. If he absorbs the Yin God, he should not face such a terrifying thunder disaster.

But Tushanjun didn't dare to gamble.

This body requires more than three years of cultivation before it can be condensed with the Yin Soul Pill. The Zunhun Banner is his body. If the body is damaged, it is unknown how much evil energy will be needed to repair it.

By then, if he is unable to return to the Xiaohuang Realm from the Cave Heaven because he wants to take risks, Tushanjun will probably regret it even in his intestines.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled.

The power of incense and fire gathered crazily, and the wound on Chi Tianjun's divine body that was pierced by the sun was also healing quickly.

Chi Tianjun, who was like a little sun, held the magic formula and recited complex and obscure scriptures. The golden talismans gathered around him and turned into haloes of light blooming towards the three counties.

The believers in the three counties gradually calmed down under the protection of incense.

"The God is merciful and saves the world."

"I only wish for peace and prosperity."

"..."

"It's done!"

Zhou Hui gazed feverishly at the god-like Chi Tianjun in the sky, a living god made by gathering all the incense from the Chi Tian Society. The living god defeated the great master of the imperial court and beheaded the Zhou Mu of Xuzhou.

"The blue sky is dead, the red sky must stand!" He San shouted loudly.

Zhao Jiang also stimulated his own incense magic power and condensed the incense body to chant Chi Tianjun.

Under the leadership of Li Asheng, the Fu soldiers of Juling County raised their weapons and supported Chi Xuan under the leadership of the generals. Reciting the Chitian Society's philosophy of peace, shouting the name of Chitian Lord, and chanting Chitian.

"Master Chi Xuan."

The people of the three counties were already convinced. They were already under the influence of Chi Tianhui. Looking at this great world, they had no hope of living. They didn't regret their lives. At least they could still eat well by following Chi Xuan.

Li Yuanzhen grinned so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.

He made the right bet.

As soon as the great master of the imperial court retreats and Zhou Mu dies, the entire Xuzhou will fall under the control of their Chitian Society. When the tide rises, all boats will be lifted, and his cultivation will be further improved, even his official position.

"Archmage." Chu Ge sighed. He didn't know how to describe his complicated mood now. The path they were taking was doomed to be full of difficulties and dangers, and there wouldn't even be much chance of success.

Gu Ming was relatively calm. He had been disappointed with the Yamen since the last time he came back from the Yamen.

When the imperial court becomes the biggest demon, whether the sword in his hand is still as sharp as his Taoist heart, and whether he still has the state of mind to die, then we must ask the Taoist heart.

"Who is it?"

The roar from the imperial capital seemed to pierce the sky.

The whole cave was shaken.

"Boom."

A light wheel like the sun shot out from a distance.

Hanging high above the distant mountains.

The huge light wheel flying towards him turned into a golden figure. The imperial crown, dragon robe, and the bead curtain blocking his face shook slightly, and burned as the bead curtain fell, revealing the golden eyes.

With golden divine light in his eyes, he saw through Chi Tianjun's divine body and noticed Chi Xuan.

"this……"

Chi Xuan watched in horror.

There was a feeling in my heart that I wanted to kneel down and worship.

The nine-layer pagoda in the sea of ​​​​consciousness quickly moved to help him sweep away the growing haze, but the feeling still made him scared. Even a monk with his level of cultivation found it a bit difficult to resist.

"Meditation is just his method. The incense of the three counties has been added to your body, which makes you feel like you are carrying a city on your back. With the incense of the twenty-one states added to his body, he can no longer leave the imperial capital."

Tu Shanjun's steady voice made Chi Xuan feel very at ease.

"who is it?!"

The golden figure in front of him turned into a pillar of light and shot up into the sky.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed with thunder in all directions, and the billowing incense gathered crazily in the sky above Juling County, forming a huge phantom of the statue that could cover the entire Juling County.

It's just that when the statues continue to gather, there is no more incense and wish power to replenish him.

"Everything in the world is the land of the king, and the shores of the land are all the ministers of the king."

"All the incense in the world will be poured into my jar."

The statue of the god sitting cross-legged in the sky was murmuring while using the magic formula.

The incense and wish power of those people who still believed in the imperial court suddenly turned into streams and poured into this huge vision. With the addition of incense, the statue becomes half clearer.

"Not enough, not enough..."

"disease."

The statue of the god turned the seal in his hand, and the people's faces turned pale. Their incense, willpower, and all their energy and spirit had been drained away, and they fell to the ground like dead trees without any life left.

Only the believers who were protected by Chi Tianjun's incense did not suffer from this harm.

"Why!"

Chi Xuan groaned, his eyes burning with flames.

He saw what the visionary shadow did. In order to kill him, the emperor did not hesitate to send a blow in the imperial capital, and also used this blow to destroy all his foundations.

None of this is sad, the opponent always wants to decide whether to live or die, just like he also wants to dig up the Great Cang Dynasty and kill the emperor.

However, those people who had their incense, willpower, energy and spirit extracted by the phantom were the common people. Now, each of them became the power of the phantom like a piece of waste, having all their energy and spirit sucked out and died.

On the contrary, those believers who joined his Chitian Society survived such a catastrophe.

"All methods."

Chi Xuan roared angrily.

Chi Tianjun's eighteen-foot-long body suddenly stood up from the lotus platform, stretched out his palm and shook it in the air.

A blazing sword appeared in his hand under the condensation of mana. The aura sword, which was more than ten feet long, was radiant with traces of crimson flames.

"Breaking Magic Fire Slash!"

The fierce sword takes action.

The blooming sword energy was more than twenty feet long, like a red crescent moon. It broke through the rich incense condensed around the shadow in the wind, and burned away the incense that tried to repair the dojo.

Empty the clouds in all directions and cut off the gathering thunder.

And Chi Tianjun, who was holding a long sword, rushed in along the path cut by the sword light, flipped his wrist, and let the long sword with the gathered spiritual energy and mana turn into a protective weapon to resist the surrounding incense and wishes, and rushed in front of the virtual shadow.

The shadow is indeed very huge, and the layers of clouds make it difficult to see what it looks like, nor the size of the opponent. However, the 18-foot-long Chi Tianjun is as big as an ordinary human being from the opposite side.

Even so, Chi Xuan still didn't have the slightest fear.

"cut!"

Drawing the knife, he went straight towards the incense condensed by the phantom. In one moment, more than a hundred sword lights turned into blazing flames and burned.

"kill."

The phantom screamed angrily, and opened its mouth to spit out a large amount of mist.

The mist concentrated around Chi Tianjun, and the collision of the two incense forces was like oil and water in a raging fire, evaporating a large amount of steam with a chirping sound.

Such aura did not have much impact on Chi Tianjun, but it caused the long sword of spiritual energy and mana condensed in his hand to shatter and disappear. Without the development of spiritual energy and mana, the heavy pressure from the surroundings struck again.

Fortunately, the magic weapon Sovereign Soul Flag and spiritual light shield protected Chi Xuan, allowing Chi Tianjun to maintain his spirituality in such a strong incense.

If it were an ordinary person, or the divine body condensed by ordinary monks, it would have been crushed by such heavy pressure and assimilated into its own power.

But this can't last long. Chi Xuan is just a monk in the foundation-building stage. Although the scriptures he practices are the Taoist scriptures of Wanfa Sect, and he can kill enemies across levels, his own magic power is strong, but he is still unable to face such a terrifying existence. .

He was not fighting against the emperor of the Great Cang Dynasty, but against Xuzhou, which was unified with the emperor who took action from afar.

"Boom!"

The shadow turned into a majestic sea of ​​clouds, and a giant palm holding the sky appeared in the center of the whirlpool. It was as oppressive as a canopy, and more like a mountain prison. It was wrapped in a majestic aura and hung down from the blue sky in the clouds.

Chi Xuan suddenly felt desperate. He could not withstand this blow no matter what.

If he tried to resist it, not only would his divine body be shattered, but his own physical body would also collapse and be destroyed, and he would end up dead.

"Da Cang, Emperor."

"Is it so powerful?"

Chi Xuan murmured softly, with loneliness and frustration in his eyes. He thought he was strong enough.

When the seance came, he felt the gap.

But at that time, he felt that he could defeat the opponent. When this magic technique appeared, Chi Xuan knew that he could not defeat it no matter what.

Such a gap cannot be made up by the gods, it is a gap in hard power.

Unless he becomes a golden elixir monk now, he will definitely not be able to withstand this blow.

Looking back at the followers of the Chitianhui in Juling County behind him, Chixuan laughed miserably and said, "It's a pity that I died before I left the army."

"Give me five breaths."

"Ah?" Chi Xuan was stunned.

"Enough for me to use five breaths of magic power." Tu Shanjun's voice sounded especially in Chi Xuan's ears.

Chi Xuan suddenly felt that more than 60% of his remaining mana was disappearing rapidly.

No, it doesn’t disappear, but it merges into the soul flag.

The soul flag turned into a size of about ten feet.

The mist lingered, and the flags rolled and drooped.

A blue-grey palm tore open the black-red mist in front of him.