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The Taoist in black had question marks in his mind.

The ghost aura attached to the golden coffin is as vast as the sea, even a Taoist in black who walks like a Taoist standing under the golden coffin feels cold all over his body.

With such a strong ghostly aura, what kind of monster would it be?

The Taoist in black shivered, and flew around the golden coffin in the direction of Longshan.

"My lord, where are you going?"

But in the distance, several anxious shouts came from the sky.

Several rays of divine light swept across the world, coming quickly, and the powerful divine sense oppressed the void. The Taoist in black felt it slightly, and suddenly a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

None of the divine lights that pierced the sky were weaker than him, and two were much stronger than him. If he was besieged, he would be dead.

Among those rays of divine light, he obviously noticed the existence of the black-clothed Taoist, but he ignored it, and quickly chased towards the direction where the golden light disappeared.

Seeing this, the Taoist in black rolled up his body and disappeared in a hurry.

...

"Such a strong Yin Qi!"

At this time, the spiritual light was flowing in the void, and a fiery red figure suddenly appeared out of the void. Zhengyang Taoist concentrated his eyes on the direction of the golden light, with a dignified expression.

He originally wanted to catch up and investigate, but in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on the direction where several divine lights flew away, and he galloped away.

It was a town around Gaoyang Town. When Zhengyang Taoist felt it, he looked down and couldn't help but burst into anger.

There was blood everywhere.

A dry corpse lying on the ground!

There are thousands of them!

"Hurry up, the formation here has been broken by a line, and the Yin Qi is leaking out. A monk will come to check soon!"

Below, many Taoist priests in Taoist robes are directing some secular martial artists to burn these corpses.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing this, the secular martial arts practitioners showed fear on their faces, and hurriedly speeded up!

"court death!"

The eyes of Taoist Zhengyang burst into flames, and the five-colored lightning emerged from his hand. The lightning in his palm turned into thousands of thunders and shook the ground, killing all the monks and martial arts people who were helping the evil below.

At the same time, the figure flew down, grabbed the remaining Taoists and forced them to question, but they couldn't get any meaningful answers at all, and the Zhengyang Taoist immediately killed these evil Taoists.

He was staring at the only part of the mysterious runes left in the center of the town with a sinking face at the moment, and the mysterious runes were scattered all over the town.

Apparently, there was a mysterious force that took control of this small town before, and then used the blood and souls of the residents of the small town as sacrifices to break the seal!

"It seems to be Wuwen, could it be the generation of Xishu, under the hands of the voodoo sect!"

After Zhengyang Taoist inspected the whole town, his expression became more solemn, and there was also a nameless anger.

Recently, the voodoo sect released six-day ghosts and gods, causing a lot of trouble in Xishu!

After carefully inspecting the terrain of the town, Taoist Zhengyang was stunned, his eyes were icy cold:

"It's not right! The mountains and rivers here are mediocre. This doesn't look like a Jedi. It's impossible to seal any powerful monsters!"

"Here is the trace of the chaos of the power of time! And this city..."

Zhengyang looked at the void and the surroundings.

Although Hangzhou is prosperous, it is impossible for the surrounding towns to have a city wall that is several feet tall. The style of building this tall city wall is also somewhat different from the architectural style of the existing city walls of the Song Dynasty.

It’s even more like the creation of heaven and earth!

"Could it be that some elder of the voodoo sect locked a catacomb illusion, and used the flesh and blood of the living beings as sacrifices to pull them into the main plane..."

Thinking of this, Taoist Zhengyang's expression suddenly sank.

Reminiscent of the strange golden coffin flying away, Taoist Zhengyang snorted coldly, and an invisible thunder flashed around him in an instant, and the billowing thunder fell on the altar below, turning it into dust.

"The voodoo sect is going to settle accounts with you!" Zhengyang Taoist was full of anger, but his brows twitched in an instant, and he saw the sky above Hangzhou city!

"A Daoist brother made a move?"

...

Shouchun Palace

At this time, Wang Yuan's brows were burning with blazing divine flames, and the purple starlight was flowing all over his body, which evolved into a magnificent purple rune in his handprint.

Faintly transformed into the shape of a dragon, and the natal cloud above the head was mobilized, as if trying to condense a mysterious and strange place.

Supreme and noble, like the shining sun, shining brightly in the world.

At this time, he was comprehending the imperial qi condensing formula, the whole imperial qi condensing formula is called "Emperor's Sutra"!

Only three words!

It talks about how to break through fate and forge fate.

If Wang Yuan wants to gather the emperor's energy, he must forge the emperor's fate, and choose what kind of emperor to call him, such as Ziwei Emperor, Dongyin Emperor, or other emperors... Each type of fate represents the emperor's energy. Differences must be targeted and cohesive.

The "Emperor's Sutra" contains a fairly conventional way to condense the emperor's energy, and there are four special ways to break through the emperor's personality.

Among them are the Qing Emperor's personality, Taiyi Emperor's personality, Dongji Emperor's personality, and the transformation method of the Three Cave Emperor's personality.

Wang Yuan could only choose the well-regulated method of condensing imperial energy, because he didn't want to follow the way of wood virtue.

The Song Dynasty belongs to the virtue of fire, and to condense the personality of the emperor, it is also necessary to condense the Chidi emperor's spirit.

Emperor Mude is the lord of all trees, and the lord of hair growth.

The Chidi emperor's spirit, the flames of the prairie fire, the master of change!

The condensation of Qingdi Emperor Qi and Red Emperor Emperor Qi are completely different.

If you look in the wrong direction, not only will you not be able to condense Dige smoothly in the end, but you will be backlashed, and the end will be tragic!

...

At this moment, Wang Yuan was only using the methods in the "Emperor's Sutra" to reconcile his Ziweixing monarchy, and at this moment his eyes moved.

Buzz! !

He opened his eyes.

In the study room, at this moment, a magnificent sword in front of Wang Yuan vibrated violently.

It suddenly flew up from the desk, its whole body exuded a strong purple light, a mighty sword energy burst out, almost flying away through the air!

That is Ziwei Ancient Sword.

In Yuan's house in the east gate, after getting the magic sword, Wang Yuan has been refining and forging it with the innate fire, washing away the evil spirit on the magic knife, recasting the sword body, and infusing the Ziwei sword fetus, so as to perfect the Ziwei sword. The Ziwei magic sword refined by the source.

Although this divine sword was baptized by Wang Yuan with the innate divine fire, the mighty will to kill countless treacherous evil spirits was still deliberately preserved by Wang Yuan. After careful cultivation, it became the spirituality of this star god magic sword.

"What kind of evil spirit can actually arouse Ziweijian's spirituality!" Wang Yuan looked a little surprised.

Buzz!

I saw Ziwei's sword light burst out of the window in an instant, and went straight to the sky.

Seeing this, he pinched the sword seal of Yujian Jue, and followed him up to the sky without even thinking about it!

Rumble! !

Covering the clouds and avoiding the moon in the distance, it is July and a half, the Ghost Festival, the gate of hell is opened, thousands of yin qi breed from the sky and the earth, gather on a golden coffin, it turns into a magnificent golden light and goes straight towards Hangzhou The city flies.

"What a monster!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Yuan laughed angrily. This evil spirit wanted to go straight to the capital. Was it to challenge the fate of the entire Great Song Dynasty?

With a random move, under the order of the king of the county, he gathered all the earth energy and dragon energy inside and outside the Hangzhou mansion, poured it into the Ziwei magic sword, and the blazing purple light pierced through the sky. That golden light flew...

I will make it up tomorrow