No one knew the real mood of Emperor Qi at this time.
There was a dead silence outside the ancestral hall.
The ministers of Da Qi gathered here, as well as more than half of the powerful practitioners of the Da Qi Dynasty, can all see that the magic circle of the ancestral hall is undergoing changes at this time.
The entire black crystal-like mountain body faintly reveals some deep blue luster, which is very clear even in the dark night.
Moreover, all practitioners could feel an inexplicable vibration, which gave them the feeling that the mountain protection circle was fighting against something.
What makes people feel the clearest is that in the air outside Zushan, there is a lot of vitality being stimulated outward, like many black and golden thorns growing outward.
Certain unexpected changes had obviously taken place in the ancestral hall, but it was impossible for people outside to know what was going on inside, and they couldn't even make any sound.
Emperor Qi pursed his lips tightly, he was still standing calmly, but his face turned pale involuntarily.
The Twelve Witch God Heads are not only the hope for the revitalization of the Daqi Dynasty, but also the reliance on his popularity and even the fanatical support of the people of the Daqi Dynasty. For the sake of the twelve witch gods, he not only betrayed Yan Ying, who was respected by the entire Qi practice circle, but also betrayed allies like Yan Qi.
He didn't dare to think about what price he would have to pay if this matter didn't succeed.
"I'm afraid we're all missing something."
He Miejing's deep and cold voice sounded beside him, "We all ignored the five temple guards."
Emperor Qi and several courtiers around him took a breath.
Those five guards should be the Daqi practitioners who are most loyal to this ancestral hall and have dedicated their entire lives to this magic circle. One day of practice is equivalent to more than ten days of practice outside, and the speed of practice is more than ten times faster than that of ordinary practitioners, so each generation of temple guards is equivalent to having ten times more practice time than ordinary practitioners , even mediocre aptitude can enter the seventh realm.
These five temple guards entered the Seventh Realm sequentially. The earliest entered the Seventh Realm decades ago, and the latest entered the Seventh Realm more than ten years ago. However, these five temple guards are all Seventh Realm after all.
Everyone who heard He Miejing's words knew what he meant, because he was worried that the masters of the Great Qi Dynasty had self-interested ideas, so the people selected by Emperor Qi to enter the ancestral hall this time were all young people who were absolutely loyal to the Great Qi Dynasty Talented, the highest level of cultivation is only up to the sixth realm.
If these young people make any changes, the five temple guards can easily stop them.
The five guardians dedicated everything they had to this ancestral hall, but that was when there were no peerless skills in this ancestral hall. Now that the twelve witch gods have returned, who can guarantee that the five guardians will People have no other ideas
The most important thing is that only the five guardians of the ancestral hall can control the magic circle. At this time, there is no communication with the outside world, and no information has been revealed.
In He Miejing's view, even if a practitioner like Yuan Wu came in person, it would be impossible to solve the five temple guards in such a short period of time, and then change the magic circle to isolate all Qi people.
"There is enough food in this mountain, and the temple guards may not come out for a hundred years."
He Miejinghan said in a cold voice: "They monopolize the skills of the twelve witch gods. As long as they are willing, they can all practice the skills above before leaving the mountain."
No one responded to what he said.
Everyone thinks it's a possibility.
If these five temple guards have cultivated the skills of the twelve witch gods and came to the world, they will be stronger than the twelve disciples of this patriarch. No one can predict what such people will do after they appear in the world.
He Miejing looked at Emperor Qi.
Everyone is waiting for the order of Emperor Qi.
If the mountain is broken by force, while the magic circle is destroyed, the twelve witch gods may also be completely destroyed, and everything done before is meaningless.
"Maybe it's just a change in the magic circle itself."
Emperor Qi took a deep breath, said this sentence slowly, but felt a little dizzy for no reason.
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"alright."
Su Qin's forehead was sweating slightly, because he had spent a lot of real energy and energy, his face was also abnormally pale. He also took a deep breath, and handed all the two white crystals in his hand to Bai Shanshui.
"Huh?" Bai Shanshui narrowed his eyes slightly, rather surprised.
"The rune records on this are the means of the Immortal Talisman Sect. Now I don't have time to explain clearly to you. The two pieces are exactly the same, but since it is a transaction, in order to prevent you from worrying, I will leave it to you. You can do whatever you want. Find a true disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect, and you will be able to tell the truth." Su Qin looked at her with a defiant smile, and said, "Anyway, Zhang Yi is also a disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect, and you have a ready-made candidate, so it doesn't take much effort at all. , and since it's something Bai Shanshui promised, he probably won't deceive me."
Bai Shanshui casually took the two white crystals away, and said, "In this way, you also have the courage to rebel."
Su Qin smiled brighter, showing his white teeth, "This is just the beginning. I will be in Chudu from now on, and you should still have something to use me for."
Bai Shanshui took a deep look at Su Qin, and said in a manly voice, "I really underestimated you. I'm afraid you will be much stronger than those princes of Daqin in the future."
Su Qin bowed slightly to her, "Thank you for your love."
"It's over here, are you ready?"
Bai Shanshui restrained his smile and asked.
Su Qin didn't get up, and said: "Of course it's already healed, I don't want to stay here any longer."
"Then I'll take you out." Bai Shanshui laughed proudly.
Without any lingering at all, the true energy in her body surged wantonly, and the formation pestle she held in her hand was extremely red, as if it was burning, and began to bloom like a phoenix tail.
The vitality in this hall also sensed her aura, and Yin Qi like black jade swarmed from other halls, rushing towards her like countless demons.
At the same time, with a bang, Su Qin also completely aroused the remaining two stone talismans in his hand, and a strong gloomy aura formed a light cluster, tightly protecting him.
In the next moment, there was a dull and loud bang.
The majestic power exploding outside Bai Shanshui collided violently with the Yin Qi induced in the palace, coupled with the strong throbbing of the magic circle itself caused by the influence of the magic circle pestle, the terrifying power continued to spread here. The impact in the hall exploded.
With this temple as the center, the heads of the twelve witch gods who had just been placed were separated from their bodies one after another. The flames on these witch gods turned into countless flaming swords, striking the four walls.
Squeezed by the crazily expanding vitality, any passage to the outside becomes the outlet of the hurricane.
With a puff, blood gushed out of Su Qin's mouth, his body was swept up by the violent vitality, and he rushed out from the door of the Taoist hall in an instant, and rushed to the sky.
At this moment, he was still awake. Looking down, he saw that the whole ancestral hall was like a volcano erupting, and the whole mountain gave people a feeling of jumping up.
The officials and practitioners of the Great Qi Dynasty surrounded this mountain in horror, as if they were doomsday.
Countless black jade-like shards and the residual limbs of those young practitioners sprayed out.
At this moment, besides a very small number of young practitioners who did not die, most of them were broken flesh and remains of witch god statues.