Demons Are Rampant, And I, Who Am Invincible In This World, Go Down The Mountain To Save The World.

Rumble——!

The power of faith boiled, and Zeng Sanchai used himself as bait to attract the old mother who served Wusheng to come into the world!

In the palace, that strand of silver hair fell down and pressed towards Wang Jin, carrying a kind of supreme power, as if whoever caught it and carried it would perish for three lives!

That's not hair, that's a piece of karmic fire, a piece of supreme power, a manifestation of faith, a manifestation of magic power!

The White Lotus Sect has devoted its whole life to its faith, and its faith has been rewarded with a ray of favor that overwhelms everything!

only…

This wisp of overwhelming favor was easily held by the dragon's claws!

The golden dragon was entrenched above Wang Jin's head. The dragon's body protected Wang Jin. The dragon's claws grabbed this strand of silver hair and prevented it from being pressed down! !

"During the Northern Song Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect once used the same method to attract the birthless old mother. At that time, there was more than a strand of silver hair... If you only have this to rely on, you can't do it."

Wang Jin looked at Zeng Sanchai and spoke calmly.

"Do you think that's all? You really deserve to die in this life, you've lived long enough!"

Zeng Sanchai was floating in the air, sitting cross-legged with his knees, mana surged from his body, his clothes were like thunder, his silver hair was messy, he vomited blood on the incense burner in his hand, "Today is the day you die!"

The blood-stained incense burner trembled violently and grew several times in size out of thin air, like a bronze cauldron used for pre-Qin sacrifices!

He spent more mana, and the ghost symbols and characters around him were boiling, and the power gathered on the incense burner. The ghosts in the ghost jar were sucked into the incense burner, refined into karma fire, and filled with karma in the incense burner. The fire burned, and the horror was extraordinary.

The next moment, the palace gate hanging on the ceiling above his cross-legged figure opened, the sacred sound of the palace continued, and a vast coercion swept out!

This time it's no longer a hair, but... an old finger! !

The fingers are as big as mountains, falling from the sky, and want to suppress Wang Jin directly!

This is...the finger of Wusheng Old Mother!

As the true god served by the White Lotus Sect, Wusheng Old Mother sensed the call of the believers in the world, so she lowered her divine power to ruthlessly suppress the offenders.

This situation is like Wuzhishan suppressing the Great Sage Qitian!

only……

"I saw this scene again. The goddess Bai Lian longed to serve was the Supreme Mother... But this life is just like before, it ends here."

"Today, I will kill another servant."

The young immortal god raised his head, but despite his youthful appearance, he spoke disrespectful words!

"Old mother without life!!"

Zeng Sanchai murmured, the magic power in his body was boiling. The furnace cauldron in his hand was a magical tool for communicating with Wusheng Old Mother, but it was also the 'teaching tool' enshrined by the White Lotus Sect for so many years!

Generation after generation of White Lotus believers have used incense burners as sacrifices, based on the faith in their hearts, worshiping the Inanimate Old Mother, offering sacrifices to the Inanimate Old Mother, and condensing the vast power of faith into the incense burner.

Now, these hundreds of years of faith are boiling and burning, pulling the Inanimate Mother to come to the world to suppress her! !

Wang Jin's back was straight and straight, just like how he killed the evil god 200 years ago, still with one man and one sword!

The man is a boy and the sword is a talisman sword!

Roar--! !

In an instant, the golden dragon soared into the sky. Wang Jin slashed out with his sword, turning into thousands of sword shadows and rushing towards the sky with the dragon.

Faced with the suppression of Wusheng Old Mother, he did not retreat but advanced! !

Today's scene is very similar to Tathagata suppressing Sun Wukong, but the ending... is completely opposite!

Click——!

The shadow of the finger and the dragon sword collided with the sky and exploded. A terrifying force of energy slashed in all directions like a sword from the sky, swinging away the clouds. There was no cloud in the sky!

The golden dragon entrenched and roared in the sky, turning into a dragon-shaped formation. Thousands of sword shadows surrounded it, and its aura was terrifying.

Boom——!

Finally, with an earth-shaking loud noise, the dragon-shaped formation exploded, and the White Lotus Sect’s ‘sacrificial vessel’ cauldron also shattered.

Only the scene of the palace still exists, and something seems to be coming out of the open and closed door...

Between Wang Jinli and the sky and the earth, his hair is flying, and his eyes are turning yin and yang, alternating between black and white, just looking up at the sky.

Under his gaze, the palace began to break apart bit by bit.

After all, nothing appears!

As if silently speaking... Silent old mother, she can't save the believers in front of her!

Even though the young immortal was disrespectful, the old mother Wusheng still couldn't interfere.

In front of Wang Jin, Bai Lian pales in comparison!

At this moment, Wang Jin withdrew his gaze and walked towards Zeng Sanchai.

There was only half a meter between the two of them. Zeng Sanchai was holding his chest and staggering, while Wang Jin stood with his expression unchanged.

Just like before! !

The evil god fell.

In front of the village.

Young gods, five-year-old children...

Zeng Sanchai looked at Wang Jin, his body trembled, his lips moved, and finally his knees banged on the ground.

"I……"

…

That year, that day.

Children back then had to kowtow and break their scalps to have a chance to survive.

Today, Zeng Sanchai is old, but Wang Jin is getting younger.

He, once again, knelt before the same man.

"I was wrong. Can you give me another chance? In this life, I just want to continue to pursue the immortal way. I will never covet the master of the immortal island anymore. Please let me go."

The elderly Zeng Sanchai trembled, holding the crutches in both hands, and kowtowed to Wang Jin again and again.

Scalp, broken, blood on the floor...

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