Xiling.
Stretching above the shrine, they are all shrouded in white holy light, and the breath is majestic and solemn, which makes people instinctively fearful.
In the main shrine, under the vague and indescribable statue of Daojun, Ji Xiangtian is high above the throne of God, and the saints, cardinals, and high priests below are standing quietly, and everyone's faces are condensed.
As a long-standing, first-class power in the world, Xiling has a wide spread of channels in the darkness beyond everyone's imagination.
None of the parties could get the exact information about the anomaly from Xuanyun Tower, but Xiling ripped off the cocoon and set his eyes on the depths of the Shangyuan Mountains.
Coupled with the recent information from other sources, it is basically certain that the owner of Xuan Yun, who has been avoiding the world for many years, has finally decided to do something.
This book has nothing to do with Xiling, but the origin of the master Xuanyun is a big problem. No one can be sure if he will take revenge once he recovers... And Xiling bears the brunt!
"Your Excellency God, it was recorded in the old days that the body of Wanlong rebelled against the ancient clan and fled, so he was beheaded by His Excellency Daojun... Even if it recovers its spiritual power, there should be no conflict with my Xiling." A cardinal spoke slowly.
Those who stand here today are all qualified to touch on ancient things and know many secrets that others don't know.
Another bishop said solemnly: "That said, the body of Wanlong was refined by the ancients after all. Whether there is any restriction, you and I don't know. The safest way is to make it disappear forever. It can make the religion completely rest easy.”
For a time, the senior officials of the West Tomb in the main hall took these two opinions as their respective positions, and divided into two factions and began to argue.
In the first place, Ji Xiangtian coughed lightly, his eyes swept across the hall calmly, and all the noise quickly dissipated.
He has been in charge of Xiling for thousands of years, and he is very majestic. Especially after Qin Yu's incident, he has paid more attention to his own authority. After dealing with several powerful gods with thunder, now no one dares to provoke him.
"The body of ten thousand dragons is made by the evil ancient clan. It should not exist in the world. It has been silent for these years. Since it is trying to wake up and make waves, this seat will not tolerate it."
"Send an order to mobilize Xiling Judgment, Xiling Shenwei, and Xiling Leng Ye three divisions to follow this seat to the Shangyuan Mountains!"
As soon as the voice fell, Ji Xiangtian suddenly frowned, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes, but he was suppressed in a blink of an eye, and said solemnly: "You guys go down."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Throne." Everyone in the hall bowed and left, each hurried away, conveying the will from the Throne.
rumbling—
The door of the main temple was closed, all windows were closed, and Ji Xiangtian's low voice came out, "This seat will pray to Your Excellency Daojun, and no one shall disturb him!"
The next moment, the main temple was completely sealed off, cutting off all contact with the outside world.
Under the statue of Daojun, Ji Xiangtian, who was on the throne, raised his head abruptly, and roared in pain from his mouth. From his open mouth, as well as the seven orifices of his mouth and nose, a strong holy light emerged at the same time, like a flame, wrapping his head.
The veins under the neck burst out, and the whole face is twisted. At this moment, Ji Xiangtian has no aura of majesty before, like an evil ghost who escaped from hell and struggled in pain.
He raised his hand and pointed it out, landing heavily on the center of his eyebrows, but instead of weakening, the holy light emitted by the seven orifices of his mouth and nose became more intense.
"Impossible!" Ji Xiangtian whispered softly, "I have clearly controlled these forces, why would they lose control!"
He turned around suddenly, looked up at the blurred statue of Daojun above his head, his eyes gradually widened, as if he saw something incredible.
"Yes, you guessed it right, the reason why these spiritual powers are under your control is because I gave you authority. Now, I have withdrawn this authority, and as a price, you will pay your own body for me to use. "
Ji Xiangtian suddenly opened his mouth to speak, but the voice was not his, the cold and indifferent tone spread in the air, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
"No!" Ji Xiangtian roared in shock, "You are dead, I can sense it clearly, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that."
Then he said again, "The reason why you think I'm dead is because that's what I let you feel, the breath of my death, maybe it's incomprehensible to you, but to me it's just a very simple thing ."
"When you are sure that I am dead, you start to intercept my beliefs, and at the same time nibble away my spiritual path... For thousands of years, you have done a good job, hiding your breath perfectly, without being discovered by anyone... So, you are me Cultivated, the most perfect host body, if this seat can return, you will be counted as your first credit."
"So, now you can blend into me and be a part of the Light."
Ji Xiangtian screamed, "No!"
But at this time, all the power in his body was completely out of control.
The raging holy light broke out wildly, emerging from every pore in the body, burning his body to incinerate, and finally there was only a pure holy light left.
If you look closely, you will find that in this group of holy light, there are chains formed by countless runes, which are constantly turning.
"The long-lost feeling of freedom..." whispered from the holy light, very calm, but it gave people the feeling of endless violence and madness, "but these strengths are not enough, far from enough, countless years, I finally waited for today's opportunity , no accident is allowed.”
"Harvest season... is here!"
boom-
The closed main shrine suddenly burst open, and a mighty holy light erupted from it, like a torrent, sweeping across ten directions in an instant.
The Xiling God Guard, who was guarding outside the temple, was wrapped in the Holy Light before he could react at all, and he directly merged into it, becoming a part of the Holy Light.
Without the slightest pause, the torrent of holy light continued to flow outward, and all the monks in Xiling where they passed, turned their bodies into powder, and all their powers were absorbed and assimilated by it.
"what!"
Seeing that the situation is not good, there is a strong man in Xiling, who roars into the sky, his speed is fast enough, but when people are moving fast in the air, his body disintegrates as quickly as weathering, and in the end, only a ball of holy light roars back.
After a while, the entire Xiling Divine Religion was turned into a sea of holy light, and the endless holy light fluctuated like a wave.
So far, there is no more monk in Xiling.
Countless Xiling believers, crawling on the ground, looked up at the scene in front of them, their bodies trembling and their faces pale.
As devout believers, they witnessed with their own eyes, the process of the Holy Light destroying Xiling... It was like a punishment from heaven!
Just when they were overwhelmed with fear and hesitating, a deep and deep voice suddenly sounded in the ocean of holy light, "The Xiling lineage was invaded by demons, and the misinterpretation of the Daojun Dao was a disaster for the world. , in the future, a new line of Taoism will appear to spread the light of this great avenue."
rumbling—
Hundreds of millions of holy lights shrank rapidly and finally converged into a single figure. The space around him was distorted and seemed to be covered by the rules of the avenue. It was blurred and unrecognizable, but the breath he exuded was like a hundred days in the dark night. Swept over everything.
All Xiling believers felt their conversion and belief from this figure in an instant. Their fears dissipated, their faces flushed red, and their eyes widened with enthusiasm.
"Your Excellency Daojun, it is Your Excellency Daojun!"
"I'm waiting to meet Daojun!"
In an instant, all the believers knelt on the ground, and at this moment the invisible power of faith converged on the condensed figure of the Holy Light.
Daojun raised his head and looked east. At this moment, his eyes penetrated the space barrier and fell directly into the depths of the Shangyuan Mountains.
"Gu Shan, the battle between you and me has not yet been completely decided. Whether you have the last laugh, or whether this is the best, depends on today's result."
He took one step, and the space where he landed collapsed instantly, then collapsed crazily inward, forming a huge black hole, and then disappeared.
The next moment, in the depths of the Shangyuan Mountains, where the fog filled the air, a black hole suddenly appeared, and violent violence erupted from it.
Back in time, not much, just a few breaths.
The seven members of the Dark Council stepped into the pitch-black hall and awakened the sleeping puppet again. When it opened its blood-colored eyes, it descended directly into the depths of the Shangyuan Mountains, in the shadow of the hall through the control of the dark power. .
But before the puppet could find the body of Wanlong, it was surrounded by thirteen figures that rushed up, and then the surface of the thirteen people's bodies burned with bloody flames at the same time.
hum—
A large void array appeared directly, and a powerful transfer force erupted from it. The puppet roared and was forcibly removed before it had time to respond.
In the blood-colored flames, thirteen figures turned to ashes, but when they closed their eyes, there was only peace and relief.
They should have died a long time ago, and it was only because of the great grace of their masters that they were willing to be imprisoned in a state of non-life and non-death, and they have been suffering to this day.
Now that they have completed their mission, it would be better if they dissipated.
As a result, His Excellency Daojun, who descended on the Shangyuan Mountains, just dispelled the surrounding fog, and felt the powerful breath of the sudden arrival.
His brows were furrowed, he didn't hesitate at all, raised his hand and pressed it down heavily.
boom-
The space distorted violently, like a piece of paper that was grabbed into a ball, trying to crush the descendant inside.
After the distortable space trembled violently, it was like a fragile thin ice on the water surface.
Their eyes met instantly.
Daojun frowned slightly. He had never seen this puppet, but when facing it, he instinctively felt a deep disgust.
When the cultivation base has reached his level, everything in the outside world has long been unable to shake the heart. There must be another reason for this situation.
Without waiting for Daojun to think, the opposite puppet suddenly roared, and blood flowed in its eyes - as if it suddenly came to life at this moment.
The faces of the seven members who were integrated into the puppet changed drastically at the same time. They suddenly found that they had lost control of the puppet. What's even more terrifying is that all of them are imprisoned, and the puppets are going crazy, constantly extracting their power!
"Dao Jun!"
The puppet roared and rushed forward, raising his hand and hitting it forward, the space to which the fist was directed was instantly shattered and turned into a black tyrannosaurus.
In the roar, it opened its mouth and bit it fiercely!