Those evil spirits used to be hidden in the deepest part of the Abi throne. However, under the sound of Sanskrit, there is no escape.
At this time, Zong Shou repeatedly detected it with his spiritual sense, and used several secret techniques in succession, but no trace of him was found, so he was completely relieved.
But at this time, the Abi Throne gave people a feeling of incomparable emptiness, and it also had a powerful force that spontaneously spread around.
Zong Shou frowned slightly, let go of his spiritual mind, and sensed the surroundings. I just feel that there are countless ghosts outside Qiantian City, being attracted.
But as soon as most of them approached Qiantian Mountain City, their souls were shattered by the mighty force of Yang Yang.
Some slightly sane ghosts had the chance to avoid approaching, but they lingered outside the walls of Qiantian Mountain.
This thing is indeed an evil weapon!
This throne of Abi needs Yin slaves to be enslaved in order to compete with its power.
And this thing also has an inexplicable attraction to the evil spirits.
Although the Yin slaves are not free, they can use the Throne of Abi to nourish themselves, and they are not afraid of the danger of death.
Zong Shou shook his head, and then looked towards the direction of the evil spirit ditch in the distance.
Just right! In a few days, he was going to clean up this evil place left in ancient times, and today he was going to do it all!
A trace of thought penetrated and controlled the Avi throne, gathering all the power in one place. Then he made a sudden move in the direction dozens of miles away.
In an instant, only a few roars were heard. Yin dragons with bodies as long as a hundred feet were taken out of the evil spirit ditch one after another.
I don't know why at first. Constantly struggling. After a while. Only then could he vaguely feel the presence of Abi Throne.
He paused in the air for a moment and carefully identified the Qi movement. There was a loud roar that shook the sky, and the body rushed up more than three thousand feet in the scorching sun, and then fell down suddenly! Go to the top of Qiantian Mountain and crash down.
The number was actually fifty or sixty, and the momentum was terrifying. Fortunately, no one was hurt, and he only went towards the Abi throne.
One after another merged into it and disappeared. And the Abi Throne was once again radiant.
Zong Shou made a careful distinction. There were about sixty-two Yin Jiao suppressed under this throne, all of which were above the ninth level.
At this time, there were still a lot of Yin Jiao evil spirits in the evil spirit ditch, and they were rising one after another. I also want to throw it this way.
Zong Shou was already disdainful, and only let some of them that were of good quality and were expected to advance to the level of Yin Dragon.
The rest simply used the city-protecting spiritual formation to block it, and then used the Imperial Wind Art to activate the royal energy to push it away.
Some of them were blind and ignorant, so they just swung their swords and slashed the sky. Completely kill those Yin Jiaos!
Those monks also had penetrating eyes. Still sitting cross-legged in the rubble-strewn ruins of Chongzheng Hall. Continue chanting the scriptures.
The Sanskrit sound spread out like a layer of golden ripples, spreading around.
Around Qiantian Mountain, almost all the evil creatures that came into contact with it retreated and dodged. If you can't avoid it, you will die on the spot.
It took half an hour for this incident to gradually come to an end. The sky near Qiantian Mountain also returned to silence again.
Zong Shou smiled, knowing that the matter was done. Sixty-two heads and nine levels of Yin Jiao. It may not be comparable to the royal families of the six countries who were sacrificed in blood, but it is equivalent to an elite army of one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand. To suppress this again, with the help of the spiritual formation of Qiantian Mountain, even a force three to five times more than this number can be stopped.
It can truly lock in a country's destiny. He will not make the same mistake as the Xue family could easily control Qian Tianshan.
The matter of the throne is settled. Zong Shou then expressed his gratitude to Ci Fang and said, "Today, I really want to thank Master and all the eminent monks for their help! Although there is a previous agreement between you and me, it is difficult to express our gratitude. In this way, within three years, in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Realm, You can let the Buddhist sects build ten Buddhist temples in Yunlu, east of me, and I will issue another thirteen thousand ultimatums in Qiantian Mountain."
Ci Fang's lips twitched slightly when he heard this, thinking that this demon king was really not an ordinary 'generous' person. To be rewarded with a Buddhist temple, you actually have to spend your own money to build it. It’s really a benefit at no cost—
But I was also happy in my heart. About six thousand years ago, the Buddhist sect was at its peak in the Yun Realm.
It is said that 30% of the world's population are Buddhists. Among these 30%, at least one-tenth are ordained monks.
Such a grand occasion angered an emperor and began to destroy Buddhas in the Cloud Realm. And the Buddhist, Confucian and Demonic families also added insult to injury.
In the end, although it did not reach the point of collapse, its vitality was still damaged.
Since then, the number of Buddhist temples all over the world has been fixed and cannot be increased at will.
Previously, Yunlu to the east was the territory of Lingyun Sect, and the Buddha Sect was even more closely guarded. There are only a dozen in total in Donglin.
Zong Shou's move was truly a great kindness. And more importantly, the allocated rights are in the hands of Ten Thousand Buddhas Firmament.
"I would like to thank you for your kindness! In fact, thanks to your kindness today, I and others have gained a lot of merit. It is a mutual benefit - "
While the two were talking, another loud roar suddenly came from the sky. There were bursts of air explosions in the sky, causing countless clouds and mist to gather at the wound.
Zong Shou and Cifang looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.
This is Long Ming
Not those Yin Jiaos, but real dragons!
No longer in the mood to speak, Zong Shou looked up. But after a moment, a huge dark blue dragon head was seen sighing from the clouds. After looking around, he finally fixed his gaze on the Abi throne.
First he shook his head, a little confused. Then he suddenly pierced through the clouds, revealing his huge body.
The Qiantian Mountain's city-protecting spiritual formation only blocked it for a moment before it was forcibly penetrated.
As if entering an uninhabited land, we reached the top of the mountain, causing gusts of wind. The body curled up and rushed into the Abi throne.
Zong Shou's mind was completely confused, and he stared blankly at the Abi throne in front of him.
This is the Yin Dragon, the Yin Dragon in the Yin Dragon Valley!
Judging from its strength, it has obviously exceeded the scope of the spiritual realm! But because of this evil obstacle, why did he come here? I am willing to be enslaved by this Abi throne.
Could it be that the Yinlong Valley can no longer support it
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and tentatively moved the Abi throne, and then his expression became even more ashen.
If the imperial emissary doesn't move, he can't affect this Yin dragon at all!
Like a local bully, he was sitting alone in a corner of the throne, breathing a trace of white breath. The rest of the Yin Jiao stayed far away and did not dare to approach.
As if he was dissatisfied with Zong Shou's actions, a pair of dragon eyes stared at him coldly, with an unexpected meaning in his eyes.
However, Xiao Ri, who was on Zong Shou's shoulder, reacted immediately. The hair on his body stood on end, and he bared his teeth and roared towards the throne.
The Yin Dragon was obviously startled, then there was a "chi" sound from the nose, and he took a deep breath. He just retracted his head and ignored Zong Shou.
Zong Shou's expression changed again and again, extremely ugly. He asked Ci Fang to invite many eminent monks to perform this ceremony. Firstly, he felt pity for the royal families of the six countries, and secondly, he did not want to raise a lot of resentful ghosts under his chair.
Unexpectedly, after the royal families of the six countries were saved, they would lead the wolf into the house, which would have the opposite effect.
Anyway, he didn't dare to sit on this imperial chair again for the moment.
Who knows if this Yin Dragon will suddenly rise up, emerge from this chair, and swallow Zong Shou in one go
Then I remembered that this Yin dragon likes to eat blood, and that all the people in this city are in danger of falling prey to this dragon, and I feel an extremely headache.
Zhao Yanran looked at the golden seat, then at Zong Shou who was in a daze, and suddenly laughed and gloated: "Ah, this is great. With the Yin Dragon suppressing it, the Qiantian Mountains will definitely bring peace to the country and the people."
Ci Fang also looked at Zong Shou with great pity, thinking that this Qian Tian Demon King was really unlucky.
But he can only verbally comfort him: "This evil beast has the strength of the fairyland, which is far beyond what we can handle. But you can rest assured, this Abi throne can actually provide more than enough for the needs of the Yin Dragon." . It’s not expected that he would come out easily and cause trouble—”
It seems that he feels that there is something wrong with this statement. What if his words are inaccurate and the Yin Dragon really escapes? You must be responsible for your own words. Ci Fang added kindly: "I see that the Abi throne has been connected to the earth here and cannot be moved. Your Majesty, it is best to invite a few more ninth-level monks to sit here and seal it with a spiritual formation. Can you?" It would be best if there are spiritual realm monks. As long as we delay until the spiritual tide opens, there may be a way to deal with it—"
Zong Shou thought to himself, is this great monk really so comforting
But he also knew that unless the Ten Thousand Buddhas Firmament went all out, there was really nothing he could do against this Yin Dragon.
He waved his hand to indicate it was okay. But he was furious in his heart, it seemed that he still needed to invite Ao Kun back.
It would be most appropriate for him to handle this dragon's son and grandson.
Just recently, somehow. Even with the dragon's blood lurking on his arm, there was no trace of Ao Kun at all.
I don’t know where this guy went—
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While Zong Shou was thinking about Ao Kun, Ao Kun himself was walking in the void.
Walking between the gaps of countless worlds, layer by layer is broken.
It's just that sometimes, those barriers, even for him as a strong man in the Holy Realm, feel quite strenuous. After several more layers, Ao Kun's frown finally relaxed.
After a moment, Ao Kun's whole body was like a drop of water, integrated into a 'bubble'-like world.
What I saw here was a small world. The sky is round and there are no living beings here. Below, the lava was undulating, and the sun above was already showing a dim color.
Ao Kun didn't care, he searched for it carefully. But after a moment, the figure flashed again. When it reappeared, it was in the center of the earth.
This place is so hot that it can melt all the spiritual materials under the ground. Ao Kun didn't care at all and looked ten feet away.
I saw an old man sitting there, who was his only best friend in this world, Long Ying.