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1156, tide gathering

In the Taihang Mountains.

The dragon veins at the roots of the mountain rise and rise, floating on the mountain-shaped land.

The dark shadows and golden blood painted the dragon veins in the mountains, mixing them into a dark and yellow color.

The black-bearded Taoist priest carried the boy in the basket and the female crown with a few freckles on her face. Surrounded by several disciples, she arrived at the foot of the trembling mountain peak.

He raised his head and looked at the mountain peak that erupted with a terrifying charm. He continued to lower his head and looked at the dragon veins on the mountain roots that had turned into a dark yellow color. He whispered to himself: "Dragons fight in the wild, and their blood is dark yellow..."

"The interpretation of the hexagram in "Yi" that 'dragons fight in the wild and their blood is black and yellow' refers to the time when the battle between yin and yang reaches its peak, so that black and yellow blood is shed - this is also the time when the outcome of the war is about to be decided.

"Nvguan looked at the bulging dragon veins on the mountain roots, and the wisps of dark and yellow color slowly gathered towards the mountain peak in front of her. Her face also became extremely serious, and she said loudly, "It seems that we are still too slow... Xiao

The battle between real people and the enemy has actually reached this level..."

"This is not necessarily a bad thing." The black-bearded Taoist priest, Taoist Shao, stroked his beard and smiled, "We can set foot on the battlefield when the battle between Yin and Yang is at its most intense, and finally we have not wasted the favor we received from our Taoist brother.

What's more, you see, the 'human heads' all over the mountains and plains are now soaked in this black and yellow blood, and they are annihilated in pieces.

From this point of view, although the 'battle between yin and yang' is at its most intense now, the Taoist brother may not be at a disadvantage - if he was at a disadvantage, these murders would be even more rampant..."

"Let's go up the mountain!" Shao Shoushan's Taoist companion, Ma Xiangu, waved her hand and urged Shao Shoushan and his disciples to go up the mountain.

The black and yellow blood formed by the blending of the deep black robbery shadow and the golden blood spreads everywhere with the dragon veins of the mountain roots, and converges towards the mountain peaks - along with the rise and fall of this massive amount of 'black and yellow blood', between the mountains, 'rootless blood'

Large areas of "heads" and "nine-headed demons" disappeared, and wisps of Taoist rhyme disappeared along with the disappearance of many rootless heads, and also gathered towards the mountain peak.

A strand of Taoist rhyme is as subtle as a hair and is basically invisible to ordinary people.

But now, countless strands of Dao rhyme converge towards the peak, and when they accumulate, they form a vast purple-red ocean tide, filled with rolling thunder and lightning, rushing towards the mountain peak!

As the rolling roads converge towards the mountains, the skylight covering the earth suddenly converges in a certain direction - the sky and the earth fall into complete darkness in a short moment!

In the boundless darkness, Taoist Shao and Ma Xiangu couldn't help but feel palpitated. A strange rhyme suddenly erupted from the mountain peak!

A pale cross suddenly appeared in the sky when the charm erupted and spread in all directions. It stagnated in the sky, making everything that was flowing, moving, and rolling forward seem to be stagnant at this moment.

!

Time loses its meaning at this moment!

Wow!

The hair on Ma Xiangu's head was spread loosely in a bun, and the white hair on her head was completely black. Like the huge waves of the black sea, it enveloped the Taoist priests from Tianwang Temple behind her and the little boy in the basket behind Taoist Shao.

The silk tightly entwined several people, isolating the strange rhyme of 'condensing everything' that was rushing around -

Buzz!

On both sides of Taoist Shao's head and around his body, scarlet lanterns sprouted at the same time!

The flame of the lantern flickered on and off, but the swaying light of the fire fixed the strange rhyme that was rushing around, and excluded this "condensing everything" rhyme. His eyes were horrified, and his back was suddenly covered by the accident just now.

With a layer of white hairy sweat, he raised his eyes to look at the pale cross frozen in the void. At this moment, he seemed to see countless moving heads in the cracks of the pale cross - covered by the pale cross cracks, it seemed that

There is another 'world'!

There seem to be many people in that world!

They seemed to sense Taoist Shao's gaze, so they all raised their pale, desperate faces and turned their gazes to Taoist Shao - Taoist Shao seemed to have heard their desperate cries, which were vaguely, as if there was something like that.

The cry of Wu was like a giant hammer, hitting his soul heavily!

"snort!"

Taoist Shao suddenly groaned and his mouth and nose were bleeding!

The red lanterns floating around trembled as he groaned, and the lantern fire shook more and more violently, as if it might go out at any time!

"Don't look at the cross!

That cross—that cross is extremely terrifying!" Taoist Master Shao vomited blood and reminded his Taoist companion urgently.

Hearing this, Ma Xiangu stopped looking at the cross crack in time and quickly supported Taoist Shao next to her: "Brother Taoist, what's going on? You..."

"I'm fine!

The Taoist brother on the mountain is probably in danger!

Let's go quickly!" Taoist Shao held Ma Xiangu's palm with his backhand, held a magic sword in the other, and pulled Ma Xiangu up the mountain.

As they were rushing towards the mountain peaks, a blaze of red or purple fire suddenly lit up in the dark mountains - there were even jet-black flames like pillars reaching into the sky - the jet-black flames were here.

In the darkest heaven and earth, burning fiercely, there is a clear distinction between the darkness that covers the world!

boom!

The firelight illuminated a large area of ​​helmets and armor, and Eight Banners sergeants wearing cloth armor of different colors!

The aura of 'neither life nor death' erupted from the array of Eight Banners sergeants with flying flags and solemn military appearance - and then was contaminated and ignited by the red, purple or black firelight!

The strict military appearance was instantly shattered!

Another team, enveloped by four rays of fire, broke up the Eight Banners formation and rushed to the top of the mountain!

"A vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"

"A vacuum hometown, no biological parents!"

The shouts tore through this darkest world!

Taoist Shao and Ma Xiangu looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes!

The black-bearded Taoist priest said directly: "White Lotus Sect? Vacuum Hometown Association?!"

"Why are they here to join in the fun?! Is this the regular meeting of the Vacuum Hometown Association, or the separated 'Vacuum Lotus Township Association'?!" Ma Xiangu was also full of doubts.

Just when the two of them were surprised, a dark red mystery suddenly filled the top of the mountain!

In the dark red that boiled like magma, a sheep skull with two curved horns slowly emerged from the rolling bubbles of dark red magma. Blood-red magma accumulated in its eye sockets.

The magma turned into the sharp eyes of the sheep head surrounded by six pairs of blood-stained wings. In one of its eyes, the pupils of an inverted cross were condensed!

Li Gui, a twelve-winged sheep-headed man, was dressed in clothes covered in blood. In one hand, he held a black knife wrapped around countless screaming human heads!

His appearance caused the cross-shaped crack suspended in the void to tremble suddenly!

All things that have been stagnant come back into motion!

"'Xiangyang' - the 'Xiangyang' that once destroyed several provinces of Daqin's main temple is here too?!

This person was designated as a ‘great treason’ by Kangxi!”

"The Eight Banners Army has appeared here. It is understandable that the 'Da Ni' has appeared here..." Ma Xiangu looked at the top of the mountain from a distance, thoughtfully.

As for now, various forces have appeared on stage and gathered on an unknown peak in the Taihang Mountains. Taoist Master Shao and Ma Xiangu are not worried about the safety of the Taoist brother - in the chaos, the Taoist brother is actually in the right place

It's 'like a fish in water'!

Although I thought so, the two of them were not slow at all.

When they were talking to each other, they were already halfway up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, on a vertical cliff, a red sedan chair was carried by a few smeared 'carriers', and was played and beaten by dozens of trumpeters, drummers, musicians and attendants in red and green.

Get off, rush straight to the top of the mountain in a lively manner!

The team flew past Shao Shoushan and Ma Xiangu over the cliff. The smell emanating from the scarlet sedan made Shao Shoushan's eyes solemn: "The 'God of Sorrow' of the Red Sorrow Society?!"

"The bearers carrying the sedan chair, the musicians playing the instruments, and the various attendants - their faces were heavily powdered, and their clothes were heavily painted with 'hi paint'. These people are not living people, nor are they dead bodies.

But a paper man.

This form is inconsistent with the form of the mourning god's journey.

The person in the sedan chair should not be the 'God of Sorrow', but the 'Paper Lady' from the 'Paper Lady Society' who rebelled from the Red Grief Society. Looking at the momentum, I don't know whether it is the 'White Paper Lady' or three of them.

One of the "Red Paper Empress"?" Ma Xiangu looked at it more carefully and explained a few words to Taoist Shao.

When Taoist Shao heard that the visitor was from the 'Zhi Niang Niang Niang Association', his expression relaxed slightly: "We at Tianwang Temple still have some contact with the Paper Niang Niang Niang Association, so we can talk to them later."

He just finished speaking!

Waves of shrill trumpet sounds sounded from a mountain trail on the other side of the mountain!


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