Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

But the moment the two peaks touched together, the mountain summoned by King Mount Tai, together with his ghost weapons and all the Cultivation Base, was instantly annihilated and turned into powder.

Like a paper tiger, the original shape is revealed with a poke!

"what?!!"

King Mount Tai's eyes widened in disbelief, and couldn't help but let out a weird cry.

But before he recovered, the hill that Xiao Lin had summoned cracked his moves, and fell again, as if it had been installed with a positioning navigation, and slammed on his head.

"Master Mount Tai, be careful!"

The god of the sun yelled anxiously, and King Mount Tai struggled to dodge, but was still pressed by the hill on his back.

The hill was half a meter high, and pressed against King Mount Tai, almost like a tortoise shell.

But King Mount Tai couldn't break free anyway, even though his fingers broke through the ground with his fingers, he was still pressed.

"You...you bastard!"

"Gills, what are you still waiting for? Save me!"

"If this king dies here, Lord Zhuan will never let you go!"

The gills and the hands looked at each other, all standing still at a loss.

Xiao Lin was expressionless, and said to Jiang Wan'er on the side: "Miss Jiang, what are you still waiting for?"

"It's time for you to take revenge."

Jiang Wan'er was only injured by the Japanese travel god, still very weak, with a trace of blood still hanging on the corner of her mouth.

But she still resisted the severe pain and stood up slowly, picked up the dagger again, took a difficult step, and walked slowly in front of King Mount Tai.

"Niece, calm down!"

Facing the fear of Death, King Mount Tai couldn't help but tremble and begged: "Your father and I are life-and-death brothers who are all blooded, and the King of Wheels forced me to do this!"

"I even hugged you when you were young, please spare Uncle Qi's life..."

"Uncle Seven?"

"You scumbag, you are not qualified to be my Uncle!"

Jiang Wan'er yelled hysterically, gripped the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed at King Mount Tai's neck severely.

Just hearing a "pouch" sound, scarlet blood spurted out, and King Mount Tai instantly fell to his head.

Jiang Waner stood there dumbly for a long time, and sat on the ground with a plop, two clear tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

"Father, Wan'er finally avenged you..."

"Not yet finished."

Xiao Lin slowly walked to the side of Jiang Wan'er and said indifferently: "The Three Temples Yama Song Emperor, the Six Temple Yama King Biancheng, and the Ten Temple Yama Runner King, are among the culprits who killed the Chujiang King."

"It won't be long before I will kill them too, to comfort your father's spirit in the sky."

Jiang Wan'er choked and nodded, her face suddenly changed, and she said in shock: "Xiao Lin, be careful behind!"

Jiang Wan'er looked terrified, but just before beheading King Mount Tai, she had exhausted all her strength and couldn't make any more moves.

A smile came up at the corner of Xiao Lin's mouth, still squatting on the ground indifferently.

Even if Jiang Wan'er didn't say it, he had already seen that Riyou God had quietly appeared behind Own, trying to give him a sneak attack from behind.

If this guy lay there honestly, perhaps Xiao Lin would still spare his life mercilessly.

But since you took the initiative to die, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Ghost Qi condenses in the palm of Xiao Lin's palm, transforming into a murderous black mist.

However, just as he was about to take a shot, Riyoushen's movements stopped abruptly, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Xiao Lin turned his head to look intently, and saw a sharp long knife pierced from behind, piercing the spirit of his chest.

It was Yin Shuai Yu's gills that came after a praying mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole, and while Sun Yushen focused on assassinating Xiao Lin, he killed him with a single knife.

"Gills, you..."

Riyou God turned his head stiffly, and his expression became horrified and distorted in fear.

"Sorry, day trip."

The fish gill was expressionless, and coldly said: "From the moment you decide to help King Mount Tai threaten us, we are destined to go in the opposite direction."

Hearing a "pouch" sound, the fish gill pulled out the fishtail long knife again.

Riyu collapsed to the ground with a plop, and his body twitched slightly, turning into black mist and disappearing into smoke.

"what do you mean?"

Xiao Lin smiled with interest, "You belong to the top ten Yinshuai, but you killed him directly. If the Lord of Wheels knows, how can you forgive you?"

"The king of runners has a violent temperament and instructs his subordinates to cruel King Chujiang. Even if I die, I don't want to help him be abused again!"

Yugill knelt on one knee, and cupped fist vibrated: "Jihai Ghost Town, from now on, I would like to follow Master Mingdi and avenge Lord Chujiang!"

"You wait a moment..."

But before he could speak, hundreds of soldiers in the Yin Commander's Mansion all knelt down, shouting loudly: "I am waiting to swear allegiance to Lord Emperor Ming to the death, go through fire and water, and be there!"

Xiao Lin remained silent for a long time, and sighed helplessly: "Today King Mount Tai died in my hands, and the King of Wheels learned that he would send an army to encircle and suppress him. If I just leave like this, Jihai Ghost Calm will be a disaster."

"Well, from now on, I will protect your soldiers and people in Jihai Ghost Town. Even if the Lord Zhuan leads his men to come, I will definitely go all out, and Huoer will wait for everything."

"Thank you, Lord Mingdi!"

"I will wait till I die to remember the grace of Lord Ming Emperor!"

All of a sudden, he became the master of Jihai Ghost Town from the need to conceal the most wanted criminal.

At night, standing in the mansion arranged by the fish gills for him, Xiao Lin stood leaning against the window, always intently and thoughtful in his heart.

Did the "floating clouds" mentioned by the abbot of Vulcan mean this?

Becoming the master of Jihai Ghost Town was indeed unexpected.

But for some reason, Xiao Lin faintly felt that it didn't seem to be that simple.

Just as Xiao Lin's heart was puzzled, the storage ring at his fingertips suddenly trembled slightly.

Xiao Lin was puzzled and said to the gem on the ring: "Siqing, what happened?"

"Xiao...Young Master Xiao!"

Yun Siqing's horrified voice came from the ring: "Help, there is a ghost!"

Ghost?

The four great beasts died on the battlefield, and the demon king Xing Tian had also led the god of jealousy to return to the Cangwu Continent.

Nowadays, in the storage ring, besides own several Magic Treasures, Yun Siqing should be the only one who is right.

Immediately, Xiao Lin let the light above the jewel of the fingertip envelope himself into the space in the ring.

At this moment in the storage ring, Yun Siqing sat on the ground with a face full of horror, shaking violently all over.

And in front of her, there was a human head floating!

This human head has no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a mouth, and there is a pretty helpless female voice: "Little girl, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

"Young Master Xiao!"

Yun Siqing was frightened and cried directly, seeing Xiao Lin as if grabbing a life-saving straw, "I was sleeping just now, and this monster was floating in front of me without knowing when it appeared!"

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