Lord God Xiaoyao

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On a sunny afternoon, the summer sun flows brightly like water notes, drenching different charming sadness.

In front of Jinhuafu Chenghuang Temple, a big man with a beard and a sword box on his back walked to the Chenghuang Temple.

His burly body is full of oppressive force. The believers in front of him all give way. Miaozhu walked out of the Chenghuang Temple at this moment, and he solemnly preached:

"please!"

Yan Chixia didn't say a word, he nodded slowly, and strode into the Chenghuang Temple.

As he crossed the threshold, what he stepped into was not the Chenghuang Temple but the Chenghuang God Realm.

Chenghuang God Realm, the sky is no different from outside.

The trees with golden branches and leaves are constantly swaying with the breeze. Yang Qifeng is standing under the trees with his hands on his back, watching the golden lines on the trees quietly.

"Why did the **** do such ridiculous things?" Yan Chixia came up and went straight to the subject, and he asked coldly.

"Humanity, then immortality, and god, again, this is the current pattern," Yang Qifeng turned around, slowly speaking, as for ghost and demon.

"But since ancient times, Shinto has always been in the first place, protecting humanity, and humanity is flourishing today. It can be destroyed from the heavens, without a trace of the Buddha, and Shinto recovers from the dying. Of course, it must regain the power lost in the past. , Humanity is second,"

"The ambition to respect the gods is not small, but you must know that today is different from the past. The heavens have long been destroyed, and many ancient gods have died. There are only a few gods in the gods, and they want to be above the humanity. Possible thing,"

Yan Chixia directly scolded the sermon, her tone becoming more agitated.

"That's why we have to unite with Ghost Dao. The Black Mountain Ghost King is majestic and heroic, has great ambitions, can ascend to the throne, take charge of the underworld, and be the emperor of the capital!" Yang Qifeng's tone was calm and continued to preach slowly.

"I'm afraid that respecting the gods is not trying to establish a god's court and become a **** emperor!"

"It seems that the gods can't be comforted, then only kill the gods and calm the situation," Yan Chixia cried for a moment, and directly opened the sword box behind his back.

Xuanyuan Jian had already appeared in his hand, his eyes exuded with the cold air, and the murderous intent had burst on him. He is now killing his heart, which is not a joke.

"You haven't seen Yan Chixia for many years, you have successfully condensed the soul, but I also ascend to the Jinhuafu city god, and it is not less than half of you," when Yang Qifeng spoke, layers of divine light appeared behind his head.

Constantly resonating with God's Domain, began to echo.

"It is useless to say more, this **** wants the gods to subdue humanity, this is definitely not something I can tolerate, taking advantage of this **** is still just a Jinhuafu city god,"

"It hasn't become the city **** of Jinling, and its supernatural powers have not been achieved. Killing him will be an enduring trouble," Yan Chixia's indifferent voice sounded, a ray of light appeared, but it gradually turned into a figure.

This man has white beard and hair, a fairy-style bone, holding a wooden staff in his hand, and a relatively large forehead.

Such an image is very recognizable. Yang Qifeng can tell who this person is at a glance?

He is a deadwood Taoist of one of the eight great masters. It hasn't been a few years since Yan Chixia has just gathered her primordial spirit. His strength can still fight Yang Qifeng in the outside world, but if he comes to God's Domain, he will definitely not be an opponent.

It may even fall into the realm of God, but he dared to come, naturally has the confidence, and this dead wood Taoist is.

The eight great masters are not small, but this dead wood Taoist only has the strength of the first state of the soul, and has never entered the second state. This also indicates that the other eight great masters, at most, two or three are in the second state of the soul.

No, the number is still scarce, that is, one or two people.

When the dead wood Taoist appeared, the withered and exhausted power spread out, and began to erode the surrounding area. The row of golden trees beside Yang Qifeng began to grow old.

As if all the water was squeezed out, the bark began to dry, and the golden branches and leaves had fallen.

Finally, before falling to the ground, with the breeze blowing, as if burned by fire, the ashes of the leaves drifted away with the wind.

"Unfortunately, Yan Chixia, if you just chose to leave, you can still save your life, but now there is no life, there is only one dead end," Yang Qifeng said, but his eyes were on the dead wood Taoist.

Yan Chixia is not easy to kill, this is a person who has responded to the fortune of the gods, just like he has responded to the fortune of the gods.

But this dead tree is easy to kill. Yan Chixia may escape this time, but this dead tree Taoist will undoubtedly die.

"When the **** is dead, you still have to speak quickly," Yan Chixia waved his arm, and Xuanyuan sword shot out in an instant. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the power of the original spirit poured into it.

The Withered Wood Taoist on the side did not have the demeanor of a master, he waited for Yan Chixia to lose or fight for a while before taking action.

He gently tossed the wooden stick in his hand, instantly resembling a living thing, transforming into a python. His body was made of wood, but he twisted his body like a living thing, shook his tail, and rolled towards Yang Qifeng.

The two worked seamlessly together, and they didn't do anything. One action was a thunder strike. The two primordial spirits attacked together. Even if Yang Qifeng was in the realm of God, it would not be beneficial.

After all, this Jinhuafu City God's position was only light yellow, and it was only equivalent to the first state of the soul.

However, Yang Qifeng did not mobilize the power of God's Domain for this, and he gently confided a word of death.

When the fog in the Quartet was rising, a tyrannical force came and began to suppress the wooden and Xuanyuan swords, and the dust formation of the two instruments had been opened.

This Yang Qifeng's biggest hole card, he directly used it without hesitation, this time the news was leaked, he was using it as bait, and he was fishing. Yan Chixia and Taoist Kum in front of him were fish.

He did not seek any other assistance in this attempt~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because he knows that the more schemes, the greater the possibility of error. Only because of the Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing Rune, he can suppress himself Aura, not to be fascinated by God's will.

If you are looking for foreign aid, it must have happened to the foreign aid. Otherwise, the news leaked from the foreign aid. Your foreign aid is here, but the enemy will provide more aid.

Do more and make less mistakes.

He just leaked the news, and there must be someone who came to ask the crime.

The Chenghuang deity can already be equivalent to the primordial spirit, and the two-beautiful dust formation laid down does not fear the two or three primordial spirits, and even kills them.

As soon as the dust formation of the two instruments came out, he controlled Hun Yuan Yi Qi Taiqing rune, completely evolved into a battlefield in the gods.

The meaning of dead wood instantly disintegrated, constantly compressing the wooden stick, and gradually began to be full of stiffness. Finally, the wooden stick was deprived of all its strength, and the wooden stick was restored to its original appearance.

Falling to the ground motionless, while the big array showed murderous intent, sweeping the two.