Without the support of the magic power of the magic, the heroes who surrounded themselves in a circle gradually disappeared while saying goodbye to each other with fists clasped and laughter.
On the messy hillock, the Deer God Karl stood in the distance with trembling limbs, watching all this. While feeling scared, he also felt lucky for his choice.
He took a deep breath, glanced at the fainted Chen Yuan over there, and the old man supporting him, and then his eyes fell to the other side, where the only remaining god was.
"Hod!"
Karl stepped on the snow and ran towards him. He climbed up into the air and shouted to the beast god who was fighting the Eastern monk in hand-to-hand combat: "The outcome has been determined. The gods have fallen. Surrender."
boom!
There was a dull sound in the air over there, which was the sound of flesh hitting each other. The monk and the god who were close to each other hit each other with a palm, and they fell to the ground one after another. Monk Zhenhai rolled up his sleeves and took two steps back after landing.
He stopped making vertical seals, raised his face slightly, and looked across the way sternly, listening to what this false god said.
Hod also felt uncomfortable. There were red seals on his exposed chest, and the Buddha's energy was seeping through his skin and entering his body, causing burning pain.
When he heard Karl's words, he subconsciously raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings. Under the winter sky, the white-capped hills were in a mess. The exposed mud beds were filled with the corpses of gods everywhere. The mountains in the distance were...
There were also avalanches and falling rocks.
Only then did he realize that he was the only one left among the twenty-three gods.
surrender……
Hod gradually withdrew his gaze and fell on the Eastern monk opposite. When he murmured something, he shook his head, "Karl, I won't be you, and I don't need to be you. You are not worthy... to become a god... the gods have fallen,
I want to prove that the gods of the West are just fearless."
"We rise because of divine power, and we die because of divine power..."
He took a breath, grinned widely, and whispered his last words to the deer god over there: "You will be the last god, take good care of your forest."
For a moment when Carl was stunned, Hod fell to the ground and transformed into a lion. Although his body was scarred and his fur was torn and bloody, the lion's mane was still flying and spread out, and he roared toward the monk opposite him that resounded throughout the world.
"Roar!"
He jumped up and pounced on Monk Zhenhai. The latter quickly stepped back with his feet and stepped sideways to pass the charging beast. He raised his hand and struck a big demon-subduing seal, covering the shoulders of the male lion's forelimbs and knocking it sideways.
At the same time, Hod also waved his lion claws and tore open the monk's robe on He's chest, leaving three claw marks.
After landing on the ground and rolling around, Hodder jumped up again and instantly turned into a vulture. His sharp claws were clawing at the monk's face. Zhenhai already had a Buddhist Vajra body, and after suffering a few claws, he immediately grasped its claws with both hands.
, he was pulled down from mid-air, turned around and was thrown away, slamming into the snow.
Peng Peng Peng...
The huge wings fluttered wildly on the ground. Hodder raised the vulture's head and wanted to peck out the monk's eyes. Zhenhai pinched his slender neck and pushed it back to the snow. He grabbed it with his right hand and landed on the golden bowl not far away.
return.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
The Zhenhai monk shouted the Buddha's name, and the next moment, the golden bowl hit the vulture's head hard.
Peng!
one time.
Peng!
Again.
Peng!
On the third stroke, the golden bowl was covered with golden blood, and the flapping vulture gradually lost its strength. It slowly lowered its wings and spread out on the snow, its head almost flattened, and a lake of flesh and blood.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Monk Zhenhai held up his sleeves and wiped the blood on the golden bowl. He got up from the ground, raised his seal of compassion and bowed to the corpse. The corpse immediately lit up with golden light, which quickly faded away and transformed into Hod's stocky figure again.
But there was no sound anymore.
"Well done, monk!" The fat Taoist jumped up from a distance, waved his fist and shouted at him.
Monk Zhenhai ignored him and walked towards Chen Yuan, dragging his tattered monk's robe and cassock and holding his golden bowl. When he passed by the deer god Karl, he glanced at him with cold eyes.
"The poor monk is going to give alms in the West for a period of time. Don't do evil and let me catch you. Go and deal with the body of your companion."
At this time, Chen Yuan had regained consciousness and was being supported by Yin Xuanling. He was breathing slowly and following the magic power from his master to re-stabilize his internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians.
Summoning three gods, countless heroes, plus bull heads, and gold and silver generals in one breath almost consumed all of Chen Yuan's mana. If Yin Xuanling hadn't transferred the mana in time, there might have been cracks in the Nascent Soul realm, making it difficult to continue in the future.
Deep practice.
"Disciple thanks Master."
After standing upright, the first thing he did was bow to Yin Xuanling. The old man did not stop him and accepted the gift while stroking his beard, "You are my disciple. If I don't save you, who can I save? Don't do it.
I’m grateful all the time, you have so many heroes and gods, how can you thank me enough?”
"Always thank you."
Chen Yuan knew what the master's temperament was like after he regained his consciousness, but he still had to be polite. But Chen Yuan didn't know how to continue talking to his master after he regained his consciousness. Fortunately, the monk and the fat Taoist followed closely.
Come here, there are the old cow and the shivering toad with the cold.
Lao Niu has been working hard without complaint, and Chen Yuan has noticed it. After this incident, it is time for him to be canonized when he returns to China and to give him serious guidance in practice.
As for that toad, it is rare to be able to stand up at a critical moment. Since you want to become a disciple, you can take him under his wing after you return and teach him some of the spells in "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan".
"Fellow Taoist, what should we do next?"
"Find the concubine."
Chen Yuan recovered a little and was able to walk on his own. He looked at the sacred mountain in the distance, "I heard from Namars that Concubine was imprisoned in the divine prison and surrounded by magma. It should be in that mountain."
As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the deer god Karl dragging corpses over there.
"Take us to God's Prison, and then you will be free."
The Deer God put down Yinsdra's body and head. There was no sadness or joy on his face. He nodded hesitantly, flexed his forelimbs to thank Chen Yuan, and immediately walked in front, using magic to clear a path of snow in front of him.
Come.
"Apprentice, is there another god?"
Chen Yuan, who was following the Deer God, smiled and said: "Master, don't worry, it can't escape from the hands of General Jin and Yin. It is estimated that it has been caught up by now. As for how to deal with it, it will be taken back to the underworld by the two of them."
That’s it.”
Just as Chen Yuan said, at this time, under the forest strata, when the escaped death soul mentioned by the old man was about to touch the scope of Hades, there was a sudden pain in his shoulder. When he turned around, he saw that his shoulder was penetrated by a golden cone, extending
Behind a thick iron chain, there are two tall figures facing terror, one on the left and one on the right.
It was the two generals of Golden Shackles and Silver Locks, with gloomy and hoarse voices shouting in unison.
"Got you!"
The next moment, the square shackle in the golden shackle's hand was thrown open, and it was suddenly opened, and it was directly placed on Death's shoulder and neck, leaving only his head outside. He wanted to resist, but the golden cone on his shoulder prevented him from using his magical power. At this moment, the iron shackle on the square shackle
The chain was tightened in the hand of the golden shackle, and death flew towards the opponent uncontrollably.
"No...no...I am the god in charge of death..."
"Shut up!"
The golden shackles and silver locks all shouted loudly, lifting the god like a chicken, "In terms of seniority, you are not even qualified to carry my brothers' shoes."
"Stop being so wordy and let's go!"
The two ghosts died in the ground, turned directly into a wisp of yin energy, seeped into the soil, and quickly went to the east.
…
"What a long way to go!"
On the road to the sacred mountain, there was a faint frost. The fat Taoist stepped on the snow and made a "squeaking" sound. He looked at the bottom of the mountain with some fear. The two trembling hands wanted to climb onto the back of the cow, but was kicked away by the old cow's hoof.
, turned around and said angrily:
"Go away, let me be your shield, don't get close to me."
"You are tall and strong, and you won't lose any flesh if you block it. Your skills are different. If you hurt your face, how will you be tricked in the future... Bah, how will you travel around the world and slay demons!"
Amid the noisy chatter between one person and one cow, the team turned a corner and headed straight for another road.
"Go past this road and there is a stone monument. That is where the Divine Prison is."
At the end of the road where Deer God Karl was looking, white mist floated, and a two-foot-tall diamond-shaped stone pillar could be vaguely seen standing there.