Beiyin Great Sage

In the evening, the wind and sand suddenly hit.

"unlucky!"

Wang Gou yawned, and the wind and sand penetrated his mouth. He couldn't help shouting that it was bad luck. He still felt that his throat was hard after he squeaked several times.

"Brother Wang, have you finished work?"

"Come and sit down when you have time!"

"Brother Wang, have you eaten?"

Along the way, there were constant greetings, and you could tell that his popularity on this street was known to everyone.

Many flattering and polite voices sounded out one after another.

Wang Gou also greeted him casually, but his attitude was completely different, as if he was looking down from above, with a hint of scorn in his eyes.

"Old man."

Stopping in front of a stall with three calculations per day and three origin stones for one calculation, he raised his voice and spoke:

"Aren't you done with today's three calculations?"

"Hehe..." The old man buying sugar water next to him chuckled and said:

"It's not that the three calculations haven't been completed yet, it's that he didn't open at all today!"

"Oh!" Wang Gou raised his eyebrows:

"Yeah?"

"Yes." The stall owner smiled bitterly:

"The market is not going well today."

"You are a fortune teller. You should calculate today's market price for yourself before leaving the stall." Wang Gou smiled and squatted down, taking out three Origin Stones:

"I'm very lucky today. I got an unexpected fortune. I will take care of your business and help me check my recent fortune."

He said with a proud smile.

For him, who has always been stingy, he was willing to spend three Origin Stones to make a fortune. It was obvious that this windfall was worth a lot of money.

"Thank you!"

The stall owner collected the Origin Stone without any haste and took out some melon seeds:

"Please toss."

"good!"

Wang Gou also knew the other party's fortune-telling method, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the melon seeds and threw them away:

"Do the math!"

"Yes." The stall owner responded. He lowered his head and swept the melon seeds, and his expression changed:

"this……"

"What's wrong?" Wang Gou chuckled:

"Isn't it because of bad luck?"

During this period, he was very lucky. There were vacancies in the above positions one after another, and it was determined that he would take over one of them.

Promotion.

It means getting rich.

"..." The stall owner carefully laid out the melon seeds and frowned:

"Little brother Wang."

He pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"It's a pity, but...you may not survive today."

"Um?"

"What?"

Not only Wang Gou, but also the expressions of the old man selling sugar water changed.

The old man even spoke hastily:

"Old guy, don't talk nonsense. Brother Wang is a popular person in the yamen. It's very popular these days, so you can't be beaten!"

"snort!"

Wang Gou stood up slowly, his face was gloomy, his eyes flashed for a moment, and he kicked the long flag erected next to the Gua stall to the ground:

"unlucky!"

"The good mood of the day is all fucking gone."

"Wow..."

The long flags were swept down, causing the people around them to retreat with frightened expressions on their faces.

"old man!"

Wang Gou narrowed his eyes and stared at the stall owner:

"You'd better pray that your fortune telling is accurate, otherwise if I'm still alive tomorrow, by then... someone else will be dead!"

"Peng!"

Without seeing any movement from him, the stall owner rose up from the ground, flew upside down for several meters, and rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

After landing, he was stroking his chest and coughing up blood, and his body was shaking continuously.

"What a damn bad luck!"

Wang Gou snorted again and walked away.

"you……"

The expression of the old man selling sugar water changed and he spoke in a low voice:

"Can't you say something nice? Wang Gou is the steward in the yamen. His words can make it impossible for you to set up shop here."

"It's really..."

"You're asking for trouble!"

"Hey." The stall owner smiled bitterly and stood up:

"But judging from the divination, he will indeed not survive today. I hope I am wrong. After all, this is a human life."

"You..." The old man was speechless and couldn't help but rolled his eyes:

"Wait for bad luck."

After thinking for a while, he said again:

"It seems like you won't be able to come tomorrow. We have been setting up a stall together for quite a while, so why don't you do the same for me?"

"Of course, it's free."

The stall owner raised his head, glanced at the other person, and suddenly looked stunned:

"you……"

"What's wrong?" The old man touched his cheek.

"You look like a ghost. This is a sign of impending disaster." The stall owner's expression changed:

"I'm afraid I won't survive today."

"Pooh!"

The old man's face darkened, his original good mood was gone, and he felt even more angry. He almost cursed on the spot:

"Fuck you, I still pity you."

"One of the cursed people dies. I think you are seeking death on your own!"

"Do you think one of them will die?" The stall owner didn't pay attention to his curse. Instead, he was moved and looked around with bright eyes.

Immediately, his expression changed drastically.

"How...how could it be?"

He didn't care about cleaning up the stall, and staggered towards a person. Regardless of the other person's obstruction, he looked at the other person's face and observed:

"The sign of death!"

"Can't survive today!"

Before the other party could get angry, he had already rushed to a child, grabbed the other person's palm and looked at the palm print, his body trembling:

"The sign of premature death!"

"Who are you cursing to death? Get away, old guy!"

Amidst the punches and kicks of a group of people, the stall owner rolled back and forth on the ground, but ignored the pain on his body and desperately grabbed the palms of others to watch.

Without exception, they are all signs of death.

how come?

Why?

Running out of the long street with a mess on his body and a face of dust, the stall owner stood trembling and looked down from a high place, his expression instantly dull.

Under the Dharma Eyes, a black air representing death covered everyone in sight!

and even.

This is the world.

"senior."

At this time, a young man came running towards me with a pale face:

"I told people's fortunes today, and all they told me was that my life would be short-lived. What's going on?"

The stall owner looked dull and slowly turned sideways:

"I'm here……"

"Too!"

"you,"

He looked at the young man, his cheeks trembling:

"I can't survive today!"

"Uh-huh!"

The young man's body swayed.

"Everyone will die!"

"Everyone will die!"

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Streams of light stretched across the sky.

The stream of light came with astonishing force. One second it might have been on the horizon, but the next second it had passed over the head and crashed towards a mountain peak in the distance.

Before the halo arrives, layers of air waves visible to the naked eye are rippling like ripples on the water.

What seemed like gentle ripples turned into strong winds and huge waves when they came closer. At the core, trees were rising from the ground and soil was flying into the sky.

"boom!"

A violent explosion exploded on the top of the holy mountain.

A mushroom cloud with a size of hundreds of acres rose into the sky, and countless crown-like smoke plumes slowly fell from the periphery of the mushroom cloud.

"boom……"

A strong wind blew in my face, and the water surface rose into violent waves.

The ground for dozens of miles around trembled crazily, and the houses at the foot of the holy mountain were shattered on the spot, and countless people screamed and turned into flesh.

The extremely high temperature caused everything near the Holy Mountain to begin to burn.

Even the rocks.

It also turned into rolling magma and surged downward.

"The Shark's Yuanji Cannon!"

Song Zhijie narrowed his eyes and said:

"Each shot of this cannon consumes dozens of source marrow. It can attack any target within thousands of miles. It has the power to move mountains and break seas."

"Silver, can't resist!"

Zhou Jia looked forward, feeling the rolling heat wave coming over his body, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

This kind of power is no less powerful than a nuclear bomb, and the explosion at the core is even worse, but there is no radiation.

They are fine because they are strong enough.

Reality.

Just the aftermath of the explosion is very difficult for anyone to withstand.

At that moment of strong light, if you look directly at it, you will definitely be blinded by the black iron. Within a hundred miles, the high temperature is enough to melt the steel.

Black iron, you will definitely die within ten miles of the explosion core.

Mortal level.

It needs to be hundreds of miles away to be alive.

The straight-line distance between the Holy Mountain and Taiping Mansion is more than a hundred miles, but the capital city is within dozens of miles. Just this attack can kill an unknown number of people.

And offensive.

It's much more than that.

…………

The void suddenly trembled.

Above the mushroom cloud, a spear appeared silently.

The spear is a hundred feet long, with its tip reaching to the holy mountain below. Countless densely packed runes flow in an orderly manner on the surface of the spear.

at some point.

"boom!"

A pillar of light that penetrated the heaven and earth appeared in the middle of the holy mountain.

The light from the spear instantly pierced the mushroom cloud, shattered the rocks, and even blasted into the ground. The tremor lasted for an unknown distance.

The huge holy mountain seemed unable to bear its weight and began to tear and collapse, with deafening roars echoing inside.

It was like countless bombs exploding inside the mountain.

"God-killing gun!"

Mo Shang spoke in a leisurely voice:

"It is said that in the ancient times of Feimu world, there was a demigod holding a divine spear and killed a god outside the divine domain."

"The gun he used was the God-killing Spear."

"The legend of Fei Mu world used that artifact as a model to create this access curse. He has killed the silver ferocious beast that broke into Hongze Territory several times."

"Unexpectedly..."

He sighed:

"This time it was actually used against one of our own people."

"Zhao Fujia is not one of our own." Bai Que's voice was clear, but his tone was extremely cold:

"He wants to drag everyone to death. He is the enemy of all races!"

"good."

Song Zhijie nodded slowly.

…………

"Zhao Fujia."

The angry King Brown put his hands behind his back and looked at the Holy Mountain in the distance:

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"What's going on with that smell?"

"For so many years, I have always wanted to compete with you. This time... please don't let me down!"

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, countless light needles penetrated the void and pierced the holy mountain.

The extreme speed caused the sound barrier activated by the light needle to turn into rolling muffled thunder. The light needle, which seemed small but was actually several feet long, easily penetrated the mountain rock.

Following the qi induction, he stabbed somewhere quickly.

at the same time.

The aura of fighting and killing came from afar, and countless huge weapons merged into waves, like thousands of troops charging, and crashed towards the holy mountain.

The military’s secret killing technique!

Compared with the secret methods and forbidden spells of other clans, the military's killing method is not the strongest, but it is the most durable and more flexible.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

Earth-shaking attacks landed on the holy mountain one after another.

Rao Shi, this place was once the core of the research and practice of the Gong people. After the ban was invalidated and the forces from all sides continued to bombard it, it also showed its weakness.

Mountain top.

Zhao Fujia, who was like a skeleton and wore a gray robe, closed his eyes tightly and used the perception of the third-level divine energy to promote the last resort of the workers to stay.

Inside the mountain.

A huge body trembled slowly, and the outer metal shell quietly faded away, revealing the rotten flesh inside.

The strong corpse aura and death aura spread, even covering the entire holy mountain.

even.

For hundreds of years, the terrifying energy required to maintain the seal and magic circle of the Holy Mountain all came from this body that had long since decayed.

This is a zombie.

Its former name was:

start!

The most powerful person of the Gong clan, it was rumored that he advanced to gold, and eventually attracted divine punishment, causing the Hongze region to be wiped out for decades.

now.

All the forbidden spells and secret techniques that all the clans tried their best to use, under the guidance of Zhao Fujia, fell on this corpse without leaving any one behind.

"boom!"

"Kachacha..."

"puff!"

Pieces of carrion fell to the ground and were burned clean under the high temperature.

Countless streams of light shuttle back and forth on the zombie's body, wearing away the body and destroying the 'vitality'.

"They don't understand."

At the heart of the chaos, Zhao Fujia was shrouded in the forbidden law of the Holy Mountain. He looked at the zombies below with an indifferent expression and murmured to himself:

"The source of triggering the divine punishment is the huge vitality. The vitality of the golden creatures just reaches that limit."

"But even if there are no golden creatures, too many creatures in one place will still cause variables."

"then……"

"The Gong clan has blocked the experiment of the Golden Realm, and still allows Chouhua to be stimulated to develop it. That's it, disaster is inevitable."

Feeling the zombie's increasingly weaker aura, Zhao Fujia's eyes changed:

"Golden creatures cannot be killed because they represent infinity. Infinite essence, infinite spiritual thoughts, infinite source power..."

"As long as there is still a trace of the physical body that has not been destroyed, they can be reborn; as long as the thoughts are still there, they can survive, and therefore they will never die."

"but!"

His eyes narrowed and he said:

"At the last moment when Qi turned into a zombie, he sealed his body with his only spiritual intelligence, and then used the methods left by the workers to kill the body for more than seven hundred years. This golden-level zombie has reached its weakest point. .”

"Nowadays, we are bombarded by secret techniques from various tribes."

"it……"

"It may not be impossible to kill!"

"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed in my ears.

The flesh and skin of the zombie had been completely destroyed, and the bones began to break with a crunching sound, and the body collapsed.

"Crash..."

Hair, skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs all melted away in the ultimate chaos.

A core filled with vast energy.

appear in perception.

"The only one who kills himself is himself."

Zhao Fujia sighed softly:

"Qi is worthy of being the number one worker of the Gong clan. In order not to cause trouble after death, he even did not hesitate to leave fatal flaws on himself for others to kill."

"kill!"

With a low drink in his mouth, he turned into a stream of light and headed towards the energy core.

In mid-air.

A Yingying sword appeared out of thin air, and the sword light wrapped Zhao Fujia in it. The man and the sword merged into one, their speed increased sharply, and they were instantly submerged in the chaos.

Kill the golden creature and he will gain unparalleled benefits!

As for attracting divine punishment...

so what?

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"it's over."

Song Zhijie took a deep breath:

"It's time for us to go in!"

The Holy Mountain in the distance has been scattered into countless stones. Under the continuous bombardment from all forces, it has been reduced to ruins for dozens of miles.

Zhou Jia and others looked at each other, nodded one after another, jumped into the air, and rushed towards the holy mountain.

same moment.

The masters prepared by the major forces also took action.