I descend into the world of heaven

In the City God's Hall, the City God was holding a refining gourd and sitting on a chair with half of his head tilted. The literary judge was holding a writing brush and glaring angrily. The military judge was holding a long sword and heading straight for the man seeking death who was standing in the center of the hall and spouting nonsense!

Chen Chu's left hand exuded a faint golden light, and he held the long sword that Wu Pan had chopped down: "All blood-eating gods will break their bodies and souls, and you will be no exception..." He broke the long sword with a little force, and smashed his body. In front of him, he inserted the broken sword tip into the martial judge's Tianling cover, then slapped it on the cover, and the whole sword tip was submerged!

Wu Pan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He staggered and staggered towards the City God. He stretched out his hand: "Master... Master, save me!" Before he could finish his words, there was a flash of golden light and he was split in half!

Wen Juan was astonished in his heart, like a stormy sea. This scholar, no, this Taoist priest was very powerful in his methods. The ghost at the scene had a lifespan of at least forty or fifty. It was beyond the power of a human being to shake. In the end, he was killed with a single sword, even the sword of Wu Ju. It can't hurt the other party at all.

He subconsciously leaned towards the body of the City God, holding the brush tightly in his hand and scolding Chen Chu: "Huh! Chopping down mountains and destroying temples, my master is the City God who was granted the title of City God by the Imperial Emperor Jinguo Yuyan. Even in the underworld, he is registered, not in the mountains and wilds." What is your identity as the evil priest in the obscene temple? Do you think you are Zhang Daoling of Tianshi Dao?"

Chen Chu grabbed a set of black robes from the air and put them on. The robes of Longhu Mountain have seven colors: yellow, purple, red, cyan, green, black, and white.

The levels are from top to bottom, from yellow to white. Although they are divided into levels, they all have their own functions. The yellow robe is reserved for heavenly masters, and the purple robe is used by masters. The three colors of red, green and green are used by upper, middle and lower mages, which are more common when praying for birthdays. . The remaining black ones are commonly used by Dobu, and the white ones are commonly used by Hades.

As for the explanation of Taoist robes, Chen Chu has experienced so many worlds, and each party has different interpretations. For example, the explanation of Taoist robes in the booklet of Longhu Mountain in Mainland China is different from the explanation of Taoist robes in Bay Island. The folk alone in the mountains and wilds of Longhu Mountain Taoist priests dare not wear except for the two or three colors of the highest level. They can wear other colors however they like...

Chen Chu chose to wear a black Taoist robe, mainly because it looked good.

He put on the Taoist robe and the Taoist crown, his eyes fell on the trembling Wenjian, and said: "What is my identity, you ask me? I am the orthodox descendant of Longhu Mountain, and was granted the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal by the contemporary Celestial Master. This identity Is it enough!"

There was an extra seal on the palm of Chen Chu's left hand, glowing red.

The literary judge was afraid, and he threw the brush in his hand hard: "Get out of here, you are prohibited from entering the City God's Temple!" As the literary judge, he has the authority to prohibit idlers from entering the City God's Temple. As long as his cultivation level is slightly insufficient, he will Being ostracized!

Chen Chu cut off the flying brush with his sword, threw out the golden sword in his hand, and with a bang, nailed the literary judge to the screen wall behind the City God.

Black blood flowed from the judge's mouth, and he stared at the corpse of the City God: "Master, master... wake up quickly, we are all finished." After saying this, he tilted his head and died.

The corpse of the City God on the chair seemed to have heard the judge's voice and reacted. His limbs made a crackling sound, and countless small blood flowers burst out, turning into a pool of blood, leaving only a set of clothes on the chair. The screen wall behind him suddenly collapsed, and a strong smell of fishy smell hit his face...

Chen Chu's pupils shrank slightly, he turned his sword fingers, and the golden sword fell into his palm: "How dare you..."

Behind the screen wall is a huge stone chamber. There are three large sloping urns at the top. White smoke, black ashes, and red liquid flow from the urn mouths respectively, flowing down through three bamboo tubes, and in the pool in the center of the stone chamber floor. When they gathered together, there was a three-meter-high statue with a black body, a mouth full of fangs, and a city god costume half-immersed in it.

White incense, black will power, red essence and blood.

The pool is surrounded by corpses dressed in various costumes, as if this is not the City God's Temple, but a cave of a man-eating monster...

The black statue slowly opened its eyelids, its eyeballs rotated, and the blurred figure of Chen Chu was reflected in the pupils, and it said: "I am the person who was elected in the third year of Zhiwu in the Daqian Dynasty. Because of my filial piety, I was granted the title of Zichuan City God after my death by Emperor Zhiwu. I have worked hard for more than a hundred years, killing evil ghosts and saving good people, so many merits and deeds... Why can't I become an immortal? I can only live in this small temple and be a ghost with no end in sight?"

The pool gurgled.

The statue stood up, water spray fell from its body, like a blood-soaked demon. It clenched its fist in its right hand: "Since the world has no eyes, don't blame me for being selfish. I took the source of the people of Zichuan and turned it into a divine body of flesh and blood!"

This is the true form of the City God. Even the thick incense, essence, blood, and aspiration cannot cover up the sins entangled in the soul. It is red and dazzling. Chen Chu threw the golden sword without saying a word!

Bang! ! !

The statue of the City God shoots like lightning!

He grabbed the golden sword suddenly, and there was a constant sizzling sound in his palm. Black smoke was everywhere, and the sound was like the turning of a stone mill. He said, "Apart from the sneak attack gourd, this golden sword must be your magical weapon."

Black energy surged around it, energy spurted out from its nostrils, and the golden sword made a crunching sound as it was twisted into a ball by the City God and smashed to the ground.

This Taoist priest is not simple, and destroying the magic weapon can also weaken his strength.

Boom, there was a faint sound of thunder. The city god looked up and saw Chen Chu holding an awl in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, making a hitting motion, boom! The lightning shot out instantly!

No!

The City God felt a hint of fear from the thunder. The current immortals and gods descending to earth do not have such a pure "righteous" method!

Lightning was raging, and strong winds were blowing on the scene. The main hall, the pool, and everything in sight were destroyed. The white light covered everything. Chen Chu blinked his eyelids and found that he was already standing outside the City God's Temple.

The gate of the City God's Temple was shattered. Inside the temple, a gap opened in the chest of the civil judge, and the military judge was split into two. The City God sitting in the center was covered with cracks, and red blood seeped out from the cracks. Under the incense table was a fallen refining gourd. and a crumpled golden sword.

Chen Chu once again took out the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal, held it in his hand, raised the sword finger of his right hand high, and said loudly: "Disciple boldly crosses the boundary to seek the good god of Zhengjing, and grants divine power to cut down mountains and destroy temples!"

The pamphlet of the Heavenly Blessing Curse flew out of his pocket, flying around his sword finger, turning the pages with a clatter. Chen Chu smiled slightly when he saw this, and with confidence in his heart, he began to recite the curse: "Yu Qing orders, I command you all the gods. Thunder is the sage, the god of thunder flies to the sky. Five thunders are fierce, and the officials of the Han Dynasty are powerful. The thunder is powerful, the mother of lightning is Wenying. Feng Bo Daozhang, the rain master He Qing. The messenger of wild thunder, the devil in the east. The fierce evil in the south, the west He Meng. The essence of the fire pig, the messenger from the north. The god of the black dog, the messenger from the center. The yellow mixed with evil blasts, the black flames. The name is black spraying clouds, the order of Jiuzhou Society. The big fire wheel, the flying general. The commander of Tianding, The black clouds are roaring. Millions of soldiers are commanded by heaven. The evil spirits are collected quickly, and the earth is turned upside down. Thunder and lightning are roaring, and Tai Chi is activated. Down to the netherworld, divine light and lightning eyes are searched carefully. Thousands of heads are cut off, and tens of thousands of shapes are cut. . If you dare to disobey orders, your body will be shattered into pieces, and you will be as hasty as the law!"