The preaching jade slips and Xundu Academy were like a mountain, pressing down on the half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon.
The body of the god and demon, which is a thousand meters tall, is facing the Xundu Academy at this moment, just like the giant spirit god in the legend carrying a mountain.
The gray light from the body of Siqiong Mountain God continued to emanate, constantly offsetting the power on the preaching jade slip, spreading into a halo of tens of millions of meters and vibrating towards the outside.
This powerful force prevented ordinary ghosts, gods and practitioners from even getting close. Many ghosts, gods and demons who were unable to dodge were wiped out in the halo, leaving nothing behind.
At this moment, the body of the god and demon actually pushed against the vast white university palace and stood up little by little. The giant palm of the god and demon body clasped the preaching jade slip, and the entire mountain and palace of the university palace made a creaking sound.
"The heaven and earth have righteousness, which is all flowing!"
Before the virtual statues of the four saints, on the stairs in front of the Palace of the First Saint, thousands of students and disciples shouted in unison, and streams of righteous energy rose into the sky.
The righteous energy turned into mountains that rose up and continued to suppress the half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon.
"How dare the power of the mortal world compete with the brightness of the bright moon!"
The half-human, half-dragon figure roared, and desperately used his divine body to smash the preaching jade slip. The entire body of the divine body was covered in blood and flesh, and even half of his head and half of his arms were shattered at once.
There was a loud bang on the preaching jade slip, and the Xundu Academy on it collapsed. The shadows of the four saints almost disintegrated and flew out like a mountain.
However, the half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon reassembled after it collapsed, and the flesh and blood gathered again to form a complete state.
"The immortal bodies of gods and demons!" Upon seeing this scene, all the gods, humans, demons and monsters standing on the surrounding land screamed in unison.
Although there had been speculations before, it was really frightening to actually see this scene at this moment.
Xundu Academy and the preaching jade slips suppressed it again, and the immortal bodies of gods and demons once again crashed into it with the gray divine light that swept ten thousand meters.
The two sides fought fiercely, but the Siqiong Mountain God always stood guard in front of the Huofu Palace, and no matter how the Xundu Academy and the preaching jade slips suppressed him, he remained motionless.
The immortal bodies of gods and demons collapsed again and again, but gathered together again and recovered.
Blood spilled across the sky, and the ground within a radius of several miles continued to collapse. Only the fairy mountain where the Siqiong Mountain God stood was made of a treasure made of unknown material. Under such a powerful force, it remained motionless.
"Die!" The mountain god Siqiong rose up, waving the Taiyin Zhushen Hook, like Xingtian dancing with the Ganqi, with his long hair flying wildly, divine blood flowing all over his body, and his face looking hideous and terrifying.
“Suppress!” The four saints of Xundu Academy stared at the body of the god and demon standing in front of the Fairy Mountain Palace and shouted at the same time.
This was a full-strength attack, and the Taiyin Zhushen Hook instantly collapsed into pieces.
"Bang!"
The entire Xundu Academy made a rumbling sound and completely crushed down, instantly crushing the half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon. A thick blood mist exploded and spread all over the sky and the earth.
The mountains and palaces above the Xundu Academy kept collapsing, and finally even the four saints could not maintain the integrity of the entire Xundu Academy. The academy instantly fell apart, and a large number of disciples and students fell into a deep sleep and fell into the preaching jade slips.
Finally, above the sky, only a preaching jade slip remained, lying across the sky. The shadows of four saints stood on it like gods and Buddhas, overlooking the area below.
Finally, the three saints nodded and dispersed the saint statues together, merging them into the preaching jade slips. The huge preaching jade slips flew up and fell into the hands of the leading Saint Zhuang.
In front of the Palace of Fortune and Misfortune, on the square paved with divine jade and spiritual stones, blood mist gathered again, and a body of a god or demon less than seven hundred meters long appeared in front of people again, roaring angrily.
"How? How?"
"Zhuang Li! You can't do anything to me today!"
The God of Siqiong Mountain looked like a madman, and all the resentment and hatred over the past thousand years were released at this moment.
With such a powerful force and an almost immortal body, how could one suppress such an existence without the power of immortals or Buddhas
"That's right, that's right, this is the real immortal body of a god or demon!" The disciple of Tianjian Mountain who held the magic sword saw this horrifying scene again and immediately imagined the scene of Yangjing in the past.
"None of the True Lords, Fengdu, Jiayi and Nanhua, have gone down to the underworld. Who can be a match for the Mountain God Siqiong now?" Many people looked at the Mountain God Siqiong who was roaring like Xingtian and couldn't help but back off.
“He is comparable to the former King Yan Mo. If there is another King Yan Mo who can control the Nine Dragons Imperial Seal and the East Dragon Cauldron like the former King Yan Mo, who in this world can suppress him?”
There were many cultivators and beings present who had witnessed the Yangjing Demonic Tribulation and had seen with their own eyes the immortal body of the former King Yama. However, King Yama was seriously injured and he must have been hiding in a corner of the underworld at this moment, never to come out again, waiting to gather strength to completely ascend to the rank of gods and demons and seek revenge on the Fengdu Taoist and Master Jia Yi.
At this time, in the distant ruins-like land, guarded by dense swarms of ghosts and gods, the Heavenly Master Zhang Heming threw a small tripod onto the shoulder of the ghost god Wuchang.
The small tripod slipped out of his sleeve in an instant, and as it flipped, it turned into a giant tripod a thousand meters high, falling down like a mountain.
At this moment, the half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon was heading towards Zhuang Sheng of Xundu Academy and collided head-on with the giant tripod, making a loud roar, like a huge bell.
"Donglong Ding!"
"How could this divine tripod be here? Wasn't it taken away by Master Jia Yi in the past?"
"Someone actually brought this divine tripod in here!"
"It's Tianshi Zhang Heming, a good friend of Fengdu Taoist and Jia Yi Zhenjun in the past. No wonder!"
Many people immediately recognized the giant tripod. This divine tripod has become famous throughout the world since the Yangjing Demonic Disaster. It can be said that everyone knows about it.
"Everyone!"
"If we don't get rid of this Siqiong Mountain God, all our efforts this time will probably be in vain. The divine weapon and the inheritance of the gods are right in front of us. Now is the time for everyone to show their best tricks."
Zhang Heming shouted angrily, and immediately saw many people moving at the same time.
The demon ape swung its fist towards the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain, and the emperor's son Pan Xi turned his sword and slashed at the body of the demon. A group of sword cultivators from Tianjian Mountain suddenly saw thousands of flying swords pouring out at the same time, shooting towards the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain.
Several people who had been hiding in the dark also stood up together. A young man carrying a coffin on his back jumped up. It was Zhong Wen from the Corpse-Driving Sect. As he took action, many cultivators in the world also leaped out.
One divine coffin after another flew out from behind at the same time, gathering into a long dragon. Five divine corpses emitting a powerful aura instantly popped out from them. The five corpse kings led a large number of zombies to form a large formation, gathering into a vast and evil earth dragon, and entangled towards the mountain god Siqiong.
As soon as these few people moved, everyone else moved immediately. One after another, the strong men took action, wanting to make Siqiong Mountain God, the most powerful and immortal god and demon, the first to leave the stage.
Even if we cannot kill him, we must force him to retreat and make him give up fighting for the Tai Sui Palace.
Holding the preaching jade slip, Zhuang Sheng bombarded the body of the god and demon in front of the Palace of Fortune and Disaster with a vast white light. Then the Donglong Ding pressed down again. The body of the god and demon swept across the sky and knocked over the Donglong Ding with a punch, but half of its body was shattered by the preaching jade slip.
The Emperor's son Pan Xi's Emperor Sword also fell down, and the Soul-Destroying Rod of the Ghost God Wu Chang also stabbed him. The Mountain God Si Qiong let out a cry of pain, and swept over with its giant tail, and both the Ghost God Wu Chang and the Emperor's son Pan Xi were swept out together, along with hundreds of thousands of ghost and god soldiers under their command, most of them died at once.
The mountain god of Siqiong Mountain fought against a group of cultivators alone. His immortal body was constantly collapsing and repairing, but his strength was getting weaker and weaker. He let out a roar and once again used the move he had used in Xuanyuan Country a thousand years ago.
Its divine body was badly injured and it didn't even have time to recover. Its divine blood spilt everywhere, and it flew up with its tail wagging, climbing into the sky.
Its hovering half-human, half-dragon body let out a sharp scream, and the entire body of the god and demon turned into a white pillar of light that reached the sky and the earth, and a strong storm swept up.
The pillar of light rang like a giant bell, and it vibrated with a loud bang. Layers of halos rushed towards the surroundings, and instantly spread out for dozens or hundreds of miles with it as the center, until it reached the end of the sky.
The light circle spread out from the beam of light and swept across the land of the Cave Heaven Star Mansion. The blooming flowers and trees in the distance all withered. The beautiful blooming flowers instantly turned gray, then disappeared into black and turned into ash and dissipated.
A huge storm formed in Xuanyuan Country and Siqiong Mountain. Not only the plants, but also all the demons, ghosts, and monks around them, saw black spots floating on their bodies the moment they came into contact with them, and then their entire bodies collapsed in an instant and dissipated into smoke.
The closer you get to the column of light, the more you see thousands of ghosts, demons, and monks turning into black ashes in an instant.
All life was dying, the hurricane was sweeping, endless ashes and rotation between the sky and the earth.
"What's going on?"
“What kind of power is this?”
"How is that possible!"
The vitality of all things seemed to come to an end in an instant, and the power of death and destruction emanated from them. The whole world within sight died in an instant.
In the gray gale, all living creatures were struggling. At this moment, the power wielded by the Siqiong Mountain God actually had a flavor of the power of rules.
"Hahahahahaha! All of you ants will die here today!" A hearty laugh came from Siqiong Mountain in the light column of the sky.
"If it weren't for those foolish descendants of the Xuanyuan Kingdom in the past, who revived me before the world revived, how dare you ants compete with me!"
"A thousand years! Just because he woke up before the heaven and earth recovered, he was suppressed for a whole thousand years!"
The roar was filled with resentment that could not be expressed in words. He wanted to curse but did not dare to utter a single sound, and in the end it could only turn into a low growl.
"A full thousand years!"
After the madness swept through, everyone was madly fleeing from the light column and the Fairy Mountain Palace. At this time, Zhang Heming stood on the shoulder of the ghost god Wuchang, chanting the spell, and completely unlocked the seal on the Donglong Ding.
The huge Donglong Ding was completely untied, and the giant tripod was suspended in the sky and sea of clouds. The shadow of a Taoist wearing a Taoist robe with the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams appeared. It was none other than Jia Yizhenjun, the founder of Lingshu Mountain.
At this time, the power of heaven and earth were all drawn together, and the hurricane storm that originally covered an area of unknown miles also stagnated.
"Five Elements Mountain and River Seal!"
A cold and merciless voice rang out from the sky like thunder. The mountain god of Siqiong Mountain raised his head and looked in disbelief, only to see that the sky above his head had turned completely black.
This earth-shattering magic immediately attracted the attention of many monks and ghosts who were fleeing madly. Everyone turned around and saw the scene in the distance.
The divine tripod turned into a giant mountain and pressed down. At this moment, what everyone saw was not the giant tripod that fell, but a world that pressed down directly from the sky.
At this moment, the Siqiong Mountain God is at his weakest yet most powerful. He is powerful because he is performing Taoist magic that is almost like the magic of immortals, but he is weak because of his inherent weakness.
The Donglong Divine Cauldron instantly covered him before he could react, and directly covered the ground.
The power of the five elements of the earth and the mountains and rivers surged at the same time, constantly destroying the already extremely weak body of the god and demon.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
The half-human, half-dragon body of the god and demon kept hitting the Donglong Ding, making a loud bell-like sound, accompanied by howls of pain and anger!
"Mountain God Siqiong! Suppressed by the Donglong Ding?" The people who fled to the end of the sky in a hurry could not figure out why the situation changed so quickly.
"That shadow should be Lord Jia Yi!" Someone immediately identified the shadow of the immortal that had flashed by a moment ago.
"The inheritance and divine artifacts of the gods!" However, more people showed greed and excitement in their eyes. They turned around again and headed towards the fairy mountain palace.
"Go! Go! Go back quickly!" A celestial demon with only three legs left let out a howl, and at this moment transformed into a celestial demon again, heading towards the fairy mountain palace that was stuck in the ground at the end of the sky.
"While the Siqiong Mountain God is sealed, whoever grabs it now will own it!"
At this time, Bai, the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain, who was suppressed in the Donglong Ding and constantly being eroded by the Five Elements Mountain and River Seal, was desperate and angry. He used up almost all of his magic power by casting that one spell that could reach the sky, and his body of the god and demon had been eroded to the point of being mostly damaged.
At this moment, facing the full-strength Taoist magic of Master Jia Yi and the Donglong Divine Cauldron, he had no power to fight back at all.
"How could this be!?"
“Why is it always like this!”
Bai, the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain, angrily slammed the wall of the Donglong Ding, and despite the force that was constantly disintegrating his divine and demonic body, he let out an unwilling roar.
"Always at the last moment! Always at this time!" As his power continued to weaken, fear, panic, and confusion continued to appear in the eyes of the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain.
"Doesn't God favor me?"
"No! No! No! My fate is in my own hands! I don't believe in destiny!" After being at a loss, a resolute look appeared in his eyes.
"open!"
In his final despair, Bai, the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain, actually blew up his own immortal body. A vast blood light shot up into the sky, and even the Donglong Divine Cauldron, which was as big as a mountain, was blown up into the sky.
The immortal body of the god of Mount Siqiong completely collapsed, and even the original golden body was gone, leaving only a powerful soul walking towards the hall.
"There's still one last chance!"
"Divine Artifact! Divine Edict from Heaven!"
A faint and illusory shadow passed through the tall gatehouse of the Fairy Mountain Palace, through the huge collapsed and shattered gullies and the halls emitting divine light. Most of the objects and corpses in the halls had long been weathered away, and there was a mess everywhere.
He passed through thousands of stone steps, stepped over the plaque of the Palace of Fortune and Misfortune that was broken into two pieces, and stepped into the deepest and highest part of the temple.
"As long as I can obtain the divine edict from the Heavenly Court, I will be able to inherit everything from the former Tai Sui Star Lord, ascend to the position of Star Lord, and inherit this Dongtian Star Mansion!"
Although he had long forgotten the memories of the ancient times, some trivial fragments still echoed in his mind, and he believed in them firmly.
He crossed the threshold of the rotten spiritual wood and entered the supreme palace surrounded by fairy light.
There were cloud beds suspended on both sides of the temple, and kneeling on them were corpses emitting extremely powerful auras. Each of them wore a dull immortal robe, and they knelt there in a rotten state. Many of the cloud beds lost their power and fell down, along with the corpses of the immortal officials, onto the divine jade slab.
The vast corpses of immortal officials and gods spread all the way to the deepest part. Looking up, he saw the star god's throne at the highest point.
There were no people or corpses left on it, only a star god in a red robe sitting at the top. There was a floating golden auspicious cloud that turned into a throne of immortals.
The robe of the Star God was placed on it, as if representing a god from ancient times, overlooking the entire fairy mountain palace and all living beings under the stars.
He holds the universe in his hands and controls the life and death, fortune and misfortune of all living beings.
Under the sleeve of his right hand was a bright yellow token with the ancient divine pattern of "Taisui" outlined on it, while in his arms was a divine edict that was shining with vast golden light.
Siqiongshan God Bai looked at the divine edict and Tai Sui Order, and finally a trace of joy appeared on his face: "Found it!"
At this moment, there was a sudden sound behind him, and a childish voice said happily behind him: "Found it!"
Bai turned around and saw a boy in a bright red robe standing behind him, looking at him with a greedy expression, revealing a cute smile and a row of white teeth.
As soon as he finished speaking, an ugly and hateful demon emerged from behind him, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed up the remaining soul of Siqiongshan Shenbai in one gulp.
But at that last moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and it seemed to be his earliest memory.
He was lying in the deepest part of the Xuanyuan Kingdom's ancestral temple. A tall man in a white Taoist robe, with silver hair and black eyes, was looking at him from outside the bronze coffin. His eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he was looking at the crops harvested in his fields.
He flicked his hand, and the heavy bronze coffin closed. Heavy chains were entangled on the bronze coffin, sealing it.
The world of Bai, the mountain god of Siqiong Mountain in his memory, suddenly turned into darkness. At the same time, in the Palace of Fortune and Disaster, his soul was shattered at this moment.
"You? Who are you?"
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