The stone god's face was thin, and his body was constantly changing between stone and flesh. He glanced at Tan Tuo Jizo, who had completely turned into a stone man on the ground, and said: "Imprison him first, and wait until this battle is over.
Slowly refine and kill.”
Behind him, two figures flew out.
The two great stone gods each hold a sacred chain as thick as a wine glass, wrapping around the body, limbs, and soul of Danta Ksitigarbha.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two house-sized fragments of the metal world came through the air and smashed the two stone gods into pieces.
Two divine chains fell to the ground.
The God of Broken Stone looked behind him, his eyes filled with glowing light, but he could not find who had punched the fragments of the metal world.
"Wow!"
The sound of chains sounded.
The God of Rotten Stone looked again at the place where Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha fell to the ground just now, and found that the place was empty.
He laughed in anger and said: "What a powerful escape method. It is silent and makes noises in the east and west. Taoist master, please don't leave. Let's fight."
"Wow!"
The god of rotten stone turned into a pillar of light and disappeared in place.
Zhang Ruochen carried Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha in his hand, stepped on the cliffs, constantly broke through the obstacles of the ancestral order, and rushed to the top of Qing Mountain.
Huangtian is at a critical moment of impacting the realm, and someone must protect it.
Jizo, the jewel, cannot be the opponent of the sick lion and camel, and he needs his rescue.
"Is it so fast? The cultivation level of Tianzun level is just different."
Zhang Ruochen noticed the stone god chasing behind him, and his body stopped at a high speed. The divine flower of life and death erupted from his body, and he struck back with a palm.
The stone god was secretly frightened.
This palm came too suddenly!
Taoist priest Shengsi was driving at a high speed and stopped for an instant, completely violating the rules of speed.
Without giving him any time to react, the palm prints had arrived in front of the Stone God, colliding with the rules, order, and divine light that protected the body.
The Rotten Stone God is extremely confident in his own cultivation. It is impossible for anyone in the same realm to break his defense with one palm.
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen's palm was so devastating that it penetrated all the stone god's protective means and landed heavily on his chest.
The flesh and blood on his chest immediately turned into stone.
Then, the body turned into stone.
"This is... Tianqin Palm Technique!"
The God of Stone struck Zhang Ruochen with force and said this sentence in a low voice.
Taoist Priest Shengsi's palm power is very strange, causing his body-protecting rules, order, and divine light to tremble like strings, so he can break it with one palm.
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "Yes, this is what Sanyingtian preached to Pindao. The Stone God, without the blessing of the stone army and the Gandharva battle formation, you are no match for Pindao. Don't seek death. Go
Bar!"
The palm force contained in the palm hitting the Stone God's chest was like a bow string being stretched into a full moon, and then the power was released.
The stone god flew out like a meteor, with an endless stream of power coming from his chest. He could not hold his body still and fell down the mountain.
This Tianqin palm technique was naturally not passed down from Sanyingtian to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen already has the ability to understand all kinds of magic with one thought. As long as he sees any magical power, he can use it for his own purposes. As long as he is willing, even the power of the ancestor can be used.
Infinite inaction means nothing is not done.
"Ouch!"
The long roar of the deserted sky spread throughout the Love Mountain.
The black and white divine light of life and death completely enveloped him. He was frantically absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, and even the gray mist outside Qingshan was pulled away.
The three airflows of black, white and gray form an increasingly huge vortex.
The sick lion camel and the jewel Ksitigarbha stopped when they reached the top of the mountain.
"What a wasteland, even the gray mist can be absorbed. This is the power of the Ming Ancestor! Isn't he afraid of curses?"
Sick Lion Tuo sensed the danger and felt that Huang Tian must not be allowed to break through to the Heavenly Level.
"A prairie fire of corpses!"
Corpse energy and rules surged out of the body, creating a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The mountain of corpses is burning, and the sea of blood is as hot as lava.
This move uses the most powerful magical power, hitting the vortex suspended in mid-air, in order to interrupt the process of Huangtian's attack on the Tianzun level.
Baozhu Jizo fled to the dilapidated Qingshan Inn, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang, unable to stop the sick lion at all.
Her whole body was eroded by corpse poison and disease curses, and black blood flowed in her body. Her skin, which was originally as smooth as jade and fatally attractive to men, turned blue and developed corpse spots.
The jewel Ksitigarbha mobilizes the Buddha's energy to circulate throughout the body in order to refine the corpse poison.
However, the disease curse broke out again, making her extremely weak and causing blood to flow from all her orifices.
Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight, who were hiding in the inn, saw her like this and didn't dare to approach her at all. The corpse poison and disease curse that even the Immortal could not withstand would only make them die faster if they were exposed to it.
"boom!"
The magical power of the sea of corpses in the prairie fire, as soon as it collided with the black and white gray vortex, it exploded and turned into a rain of fire all over the sky.
Huangtian flew out of the chaotic energy storm.
The sick lion camel's pupils suddenly shrank. Feeling the pressure of the divine power of the Heavenly Lord, he immediately mobilized his spiritual energy to inject the Qianjun battle flag. On the flag, ancestral patterns appeared one after another...
"Sick lion camel!"
When Huang Tian shouted this, a Five Finger Mountain handprint had already landed on the sick lion camel.
Before the battle flags of thousands of troops were waved, the sick lion camel vomited corpse blood and flew down the mountain.
"Let him break through!"
This thought flashed through Sick Shitu's mind, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered that Huang Tian was not pursuing him, but was running in the direction of the Underworld Envoy.
What about the Breaking Realm Tianzun level?
As long as he returns to the formation of the Kinnara Corpses and leads the army to climb the mountain, he still has a chance to defeat Huang Tian with the help of his battle formation.
As the master of the ten clans in the hell realm, Sick Shitu is extremely spirited and will never admit defeat.
"Bang!"
The sick lion camel had just fallen halfway up the mountain when it was hit by a bowl-sized stick that swept across and flew out again, causing its body to collide with the cliff wall.
Zhang Ruochen flew to the grotto on the cliff and found the sick lion camel.
First it was Huangtian’s Wuzhishan handprint, and then there was the secret attack from Wangqing’s demon-subduing stick.
The sick lion camel was a little dazed after being beaten. As soon as he stood up and raised the battle flag of a thousand troops, Zhang Ruochen hit him on the left side of the head with a stick and knocked him down.
In this state, who is Zhang Ruochen's opponent?
"puff!"
Zhang Ruochen took out the human-headed banner and thrust his hand into the chest of the sick lion hunchback.
The withering curse contained in the gray eyes of the human head tower was released, constantly eroding the flesh, flesh and soul of the sick lion and camel, and the body was like a dead old tree, rapidly withering.
The withering curse eroded his spiritual will to self-destruct his divine source.
The sick lion camel was nailed to the ground, unable to break through Zhang Ruochen's suppression.
No matter whether he releases corpse poison or disease curse, it will have no effect on Zhang Ruochen.
"My master is the Ancestor of the Underworld. If you kill me, the Ancestor of the Underworld will definitely let you die without a burial place." The sick lion camel grabbed the human head banner with both hands, and his arms burst out with terror that could lift a whole piece of heaven and earth.
The strength wants to pull it out of the chest.
Zhang Ruochen just put one hand on the top of the head in the human head building, and the sick lion camel could only roar in anger.
"Hey, everyone claims to be a disciple of the Underworld Ancestor! In fact, you are just the chess pieces of the Underworld Ancestor, with some use value."
Zhang Ruochen picked up the Qianjun Battle Flag and found that it had no weapon spirit.
There are still ancestral patterns flowing on the flag surface.
It’s the ancestral pattern of the Ming Ancestor!
The sick lion camel can use this flag to quickly kill the Treasure Seal Ksitigarbha. It can be seen that this is definitely an incredible god-killing weapon. It is very likely that, like the human-headed banner, it was the work of the Underworld Ancestor.
Zhang Ruochen guessed that the person who passed down the headstone of Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha was most likely the Ming Ancestor.
After all, a pair of gray eyes in Rentouban could actually curse a Heavenly Master like Meng Huang'e. How could it not be the handiwork of the ancestor?
Zhang Ruochen imitated the sick lion camel's previous appearance and inserted the Qianjun battle flag into his head.
Then, wisps of blood energy and soul mist flowed out along the flagpole and reached the flag surface.
"Ahem!"
Just after absorbing a ray of power escaping from the flag, Zhang Ruochen coughed violently.
So rancid!
Contains a lot of corpse energy and disease spells.
The sick lion camel was not killed, and a sneer came out: "Do you think everyone can use the banner of thousands of armies to absorb the power of other monks?"
"Yes, no need."
Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the heart of the sick lion camel, and the infinite circle was released.
In just a few breaths, all the power in the sick lion camel's body was absorbed, and even the bones turned into dust.
This may be the person in the world who dies the fastest except for the self-destruction of the divine source.
The spirit, rules, order, secrets, and soul of the sick lion camel circulated in the infinite circle, and then gathered in the palm of Zhang Ruochen's left hand, condensing into a ball of black light.
This ball of light is comparable to an immortal and infinite peak powerhouse.
The stone god who led the stone army to reach the mountainside suddenly changed his face and said: "How is this possible? The aura of the sick lion and camel has disappeared!"
"He is the pinnacle of immortality. Who can kill him so quickly?" one of the stone gods said in shock.
A moment later, the stone army saw the figure of Taoist Priest Shengsi in the darkness of the silent night.
This Taoist priest Shengsi was extremely high-profile, carrying the battle flag of a thousand troops on his shoulders, and holding high the sacred source of Baoyin Ksitigarbha's illumination, as if he was afraid that the eight-part army would not see him.
The divine source of Baoyin Ksitigarbha was dug up and taken away by a sick lion and camel.
The sick lion camel died, and the divine source naturally fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.
As for the sick lion camel, even the divine source was not left behind, and was completely taken away by the Wuji Circle.
The immortal divine source is burning, emitting dazzling golden Buddha light.
"How disgusting! Is he showing off?"
"This is a provocation to the eight-member army. If Silent Night hadn't had such a great impact on us, any one of them could suppress him."
…
Without the Immortal and Infinite army stationed there, they would not dare to enter Qing Mountain easily, and could only launch attacks outside the mountain.
Silent Night changed the flow of time and suppressed Zhang Ruochen and others, but it also suppressed the eight subordinate armies.
There are gains and there are losses.
The Stone God stared closely at the Thousand Army Battle Flag, secretly guessing that Taoist Shengsi relied on this battle flag to kill the sick lion and camel in a short time, and did not think about Taoist Shengsi's own methods at all.
After all, he had seen the sick lion camel kill Baoyin Jizo before.
"This battle flag contains the ancestral pattern of the Ming Ancestor. It should have been given to the sick lion camel by the Ming Ancestor. How can such a god-killing treasure change its owner?"
The Stone God is very moved, but at this moment, he must restrain himself and not allow greed to affect his reason. Leading the stone army to act together, although the combat power is greatly increased, the speed is limited.
If you chase Taoist Shengsi on the top of the mountain, you will fall into the trap and waste a lot of time.
Supporting the Underworld Envoy is the top priority.
…
"I didn't come after you!"
Zhang Ruochen held the petrified Tantuo Ksitigarbha in one hand and the Qianjun battle flag in the other. He stood beside the stone mill outside the inn, looked down, and shook his head in disappointment.
Now the biggest threat to the eight followers is the army of stone people led by the Stone God.
If the army of stones can be lured to the top of the mountain, the Soul Mother will be doomed. Taking away the whirling world, the paradise world, and the lamp of life and death from her body is the most important thing.
The brilliance of the life-and-death lamp loomed half way up the mountain, and the battle was fierce.
It was a group of Heavenly Masters and Half-Ancestors fighting, enough to overthrow a star field.
In Love Mountain, you can only hit the mountain from one mountain to another.
Zhang Ruochen entered the Qingshan Inn and wanted to check the situation of the Orb Ksitigarbha. However, as soon as he walked in, he sensed danger and immediately stopped and stepped back.
Behind him, San Yingtian's cold voice sounded: "Taoist Priest, you've already come, and you still want to leave?"
San Yingtian walked out of a cloud of ancestral order mist and stood at the door of the inn, blocking Zhang Ruochen's retreat.
Zhang Ruochen did not turn around, but looked at Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight inside the inn.
Previously, after the three great Ksitigarbhas of Dihuang went to resist the army of the Eight Tribes, it was the two of them who were responsible for guarding Sanyingtian.
Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight were both sitting at the first table on the left side of the lobby. Their bodies were stiff and in a very wrong state, as if they could not move.
Meng Erba rolled his eyes at Zhang Ruochen, indicating something.
Zhang Ruochen looked towards the second floor.
The door of Gui Yiju's room was opened!
"Haha! The Taoist priest used such powerful methods to kill a leader."
Meng Huang'e walked out from behind a pillar not far from Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight. She was wearing light blue clouds, a red robe, and a red hairpin. She looked like a lady who was about to leave the court, noble but not tacky.
Zhang Ruochen said with a smile: "The seventh girl's cultivation is even more powerful. She broke the seal so quickly and escaped from the Six Desire Divine Furnace. I'm telling you how could San Yingtian escape from the Netherworld Net on his own? It turns out you helped him break it."
It's open."
It seemed relaxed and natural, but in fact Zhang Ruochen's body was tense and he was extremely alert.
As long as San Yingtian and Meng Huang'e had the slightest fluctuation in their power, he would have to strike first.
Meng Huang'e always had a smile on her pretty face. Compared with her before, she was a little more charming, naive and soft, and even had some youthful feeling.
You can look young, and your demeanor can be disguised.
However, those young, charming and sincere eyes seemed to be drawn, and contained indescribable resentment, which could not be disguised at all.
"Bang!"
Meng Huang'e threw the orb Jizo, who was infected with corpse poison and disease curse, to the ground, played with the tin staff, pursed her lips and said: "Do you still think she is beautiful now? The smell of corpse is so strong, her whole body is about to rot."
The situation of the Orb Ksitigarbha is indeed very bad. His whole body is trembling. His once immortal skin has been replaced by corpse hair, and his hair has turned white, like a monster wrapped in a cassock.
After Zhang Ruochen absorbed the power of the sick lion camel, he discovered the clues.
The corpse poison he cultivated should come from the corpse of a certain ancestor, which is extremely terrifying.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Pindao has always felt that the seventh girl is more beautiful than her."
"It's all nonsense! How can I compare with her? Who doesn't know that Baozhu Jizo is a beauty that even the gods dare not look directly at? Little twenty-eight, do you dare to look at Baozhu Jizo's face?" Meng Huang'e said.
Meng Erba always felt that there was something abnormal about the seventh girl.
Although she used to kill people with a smile, her smile today...
It didn't seem to contain murderous intent.
Especially when Taoist Priest Sheng Si praised her, even Meng Twenty-eight saw that she was telling the truth!
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave!"
Zhang Ruochen prepared to leave by force.
As long as he didn't face Meng Huang'e and San Yingtian at the same time, he would be sure to escape from Qingshan Inn.
Thinking about it, Meng Huang'e cares about the life and death of Meng Huangyou and Meng Twenty-eight. Once he fights San Yingtian, Meng Huang'e will definitely protect those two people immediately.
This is Zhang Ruochen's opportunity!
"Don't you want to save her?" Meng Huang'e shouted.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Faced with two heavenly beings, the poor Taoist Mud Bodhisattva can't save himself when crossing the river, so how can he still have the energy to save others? Besides, if we are not relatives, why should we risk our lives to save her? It's not worth it."
The orb Jizo on the ground had a look of sadness in his green eyes, but he didn't say anything.
It would definitely be the same if she were in the position of Taoist priest Sheng Si.
Meng Huang'e expressed her dissatisfaction for the Pearl Ksitigarbha and said: "How can you be so heartless and unjust? You know you can't save yourself even if you don't even try?"
"It's better to just take action. Should we fight or not?"
Zhang Ruochen felt that Meng Huang'e was abnormal and was worried that she would be affected by the love soup in the Six Desires Divine Furnace!
If it is like what the Gandharvas said, if you drink the love soup, your love will be deep-rooted and you will fall in love with all your heart, even to the point where one person dies and the other person dies in love.
That would be an absolute disaster!
Zhang Ruochen could kill Meng Huang'e without mercy, but it was difficult for him to kill a woman who loved him.
Don't be so outrageous.
Even if the old man did something like this, he would run away immediately and hide underground for a hundred thousand years.
A dignified Tianzun, who could be invincible in the universe in other eras in history, is absolutely impossible to be controlled by love.
San Yingtian was gearing up to avenge Taoist Shengsi's stick, saying: "I think so too, let's just fight!"
Meng Huang'e said: "What kind of battle are we going to fight? Are you sure you can keep him? The advantage lies with us. We can delay for some time. When the eight tribes are encircled by the army, or the Fourth Confucian Patriarch is defeated, we can naturally deal with him slowly."
"You just said it directly like delaying time?" Zhang Ruochen was incredulous.
"So what if I tell you? Are you really going to not save her?"
Meng Huang'e obviously didn't believe that Zhang Ruochen would abandon the treasure Ksitigarbha and escape alone, saying: "I have one condition. As long as you do it, I will return her to you."
Zhang Ruochen's expression suddenly changed.
The battle situation halfway up the mountain has undergone major changes.
Although the Soul Mother was severely injured, she managed to hold on until the Stone God and the Stone Army arrived.
She retreated to the back and headed down the mountain.
If the Soul Mother were allowed to enter the several armies at the foot of the mountain, the power that would erupt from the control of the battle array would be unimaginable given her half-ancestor's cultivation.
The bigger crisis is on the side of Venerable Cihang.
How could the Soul Mother allow Venerable Cihang to break through the forbidden layer of the ancestral order field?
Zhang Ruochen could sense this, and so could San Yingtian and Meng Huang'e.
The two people's energy was completely locked onto Zhang Ruochen. As long as Zhang Ruochen rushed to the door, they would immediately use their magical powers to stop him.
"You have no time to stop all this. The Underworld Envoy will lead eight armies to suppress you all. The first one to die is the pure and holy Venerable Cihang." Meng Huang'e's eyes widened and she was very serious.