Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

Beijing.

The souls of the people in the city and the surrounding monks from various sects gradually left their bodies.

"Senior, what should we do now? Are we going to let the hundreds of millions of people in the Jin Dynasty and the monks from various sects all die like this?"

Looking at the Taoist priest standing in front, Mu Kongcheng asked eagerly.

Mu Kongcheng did not know this Taoist priest who called himself Wan Yu Taoist, but he was very sure that this person had unimaginable tyrannical strength.

Because when Mo He manipulated Jie Yun and tried to capture him just now, Taoist Wan Yu cut off Mo He's power with just a wave of his hand, which shows how powerful he is.

So now, he can only hope that Master Wanyu can take action to solve the current crisis.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect Mo He to be still alive. It's really unexpected."

Wan Yu Taoist praised and smiled.

He is Zhao Mu's clone and possesses all Zhao Mu's memories, so he is naturally deeply impressed by Mo He.

After all, back then, Zhao Mu was forced by monk Zhenru and trapped in the desperate forest for thirty years. The source was this Mo River.

"Yes, no one thought that he could still be alive."

Mukongcheng also sighed: "But senior, now is not the time to sigh, you should find a way to deal with Mohe, otherwise the entire Jin Dynasty will soon become a dead zone."

"Okay, okay, don't rush me. Poor Taoist will naturally deal with Mo He. Really, why didn't I notice that you are so verbose, like an old man?"

Wan Yu Taoist rolled his eyes.

Mu Kongcheng smiled bitterly.

It was obviously the first time we met, but why did it feel like this expert seemed to have known me for a long time, and he was really not polite at all when he spoke?

"Okay, Pindao is going to Xiguan City, you can follow me later."

Taoist Wan Yu shook his head, and a nine-color auspicious cloud appeared out of thin air under his feet, carrying him up to the sky.

Although Zhao Mu, like Mo He, both had a grudge against Monk Zhenru.

But where there is a grudge, there is a grudge, but Zhao Mu is still unable to do the thing of burying hundreds of millions of people for his own sake.

If you want revenge, just kill him based on your ability.

What kind of skill is bullying the weak and hurting the innocent?

Revenge?

You might as well find a piece of tofu and hit him to death, so as not to be embarrassed!

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More and more people have their souls taken out of their bodies.

Even the souls of many people have gradually begun to drift towards Xiguan City.

Fear and despair filled the world.

At this time, Taoist Wan Yu stepped on the nine-color auspicious clouds and entered the calamity clouds above.

Boom!

The next moment, a huge roar echoed throughout the world.

The originally dark and dense calamity clouds were suddenly pierced by bright nine-color brilliance, so that the heaven and earth were rendered magnificent and majestic by the nine-color brilliance.

The nine-color brilliance instantly shocked the rolling calamity clouds, and directly seized control of the country's calamity energy from Mo He's hands.

Xiguancheng.

An angry roar suddenly came from the calamity cloud: "Who, who dares to destroy my good deeds, come out?"

This is the sound of Mohe.

Ji Shanhe and others looked up in shock: "What's going on? Mo He's movement was blocked. Who actually has such strength?"

"Look at the calamity clouds in the sky, what's going on with those nine-colored brilliance? The poor monk feels that the power contained in those brilliance is very terrifying?"

Monk Shangzhen also widened his eyes.

Could it be that there was a more powerful person than Mo He in the Jin Dynasty?

Who is this person?

Just when a few people were confused, they suddenly saw the calamity clouds in the distance being forcibly separated by some force.

The scattered clouds of calamity can no longer cover the heaven and earth, so that the bright sunshine can shine on all living beings again.

And in that clear sky, a Taoist priest riding on nine-colored auspicious clouds cut through the sky and came to the sky.

With the appearance of the Taoist priest, an invisible and powerful mana stirred up the world, and actually forcibly suppressed everyone's souls back into their bodies.

At the same time, people's cut wrists also healed unconsciously.

When the Taoist priest flew over Xiguan City, everyone in the Jin Dynasty had regained their consciousness from Mohe's control.

The people who had survived the disaster all knelt down again and kowtowed to the Taoist priests flying in the air.

But this time, no one is controlling them.

Everyone came from the bottom of their hearts and wanted to thank the Taoist priest for his life-saving grace.

At the same time, Mo He also looked gloomy as he descended from the calamity cloud and stood in the air opposite the Taoist priest.

He asked coldly: "Who are you? How dare you ruin my affairs? How brave are you?"

"I have met Taoist friend Mohe."

Taoist Wan Yu looked at Mo He and clicked his tongue: "Is this the flesh body made from incense peach wood?"

"It's indeed mysterious. I can actually feel the pure and holy aura in you, but I can't feel the presence of evil at all."

"It seems that the god of incense is completely different from the ordinary god of incense, but unfortunately, you should not have the idea of ​​​​ruining the people of this country."

"Today I want to end this catastrophe for the fate of the country, so I will kill you by the way!"

"Arrogant!"

Mo He shouted angrily: "I don't care who you are, if you dare to destroy my plan, you will die."

"Aren't you going to save the ants in this country? Okay, then it's up to you to provide nourishment for my fragrant peach tree."

"I believe that absorbing the essence of a strong man like you will be enough to restore my incense peach wood to its original state."

As he spoke, Mo He turned his hand and waved, and five terrifying auras suddenly rose from the ground.

Five huge incense gods, with their feet on the ground and their heads on the sky.

They were the five incense gods that destroyed the formations of the five major sects before.

Their towering bodies, like five huge mountains, surrounded the Taoist Wanyu in the middle.

"Haha, it's interesting, then let me see what your five incense gods are capable of?"

The Taoist Wanyu chuckled, and suddenly twisted his waist, and his body turned into a behemoth in the blink of an eye, and his size was no smaller than that of the five incense gods.

"This... is this a magical power, the Dharma of Heaven and Earth?"

Ji Shanhe and others were shocked, staring at the Taoist Wanyu who was surrounded by the five incense gods in disbelief.

The magical power of the Dharma of Heaven and Earth is not something that anyone can use.

Because the use of this kind of magical power requires a huge amount of mana, ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

They did not expect that there would be such a person in a mere mortal country in the Great Jin Dynasty.

"I wonder if this Taoist can beat Mo He?"

Everyone was a little worried.

At this time, the six huge monsters finally took action.

The three-headed and six-armed incense god grabbed the head, body and arms of the Wanyu Taoist with his six arms.

Obviously, he wanted to tear the body of the Wanyu Taoist directly into pieces just like he tore the Buddha into pieces before.