Chapter 870 The old man grinding the mirror goes to battle
After the God of Gushan Mountain came to the scene, several people looked around and noticed that it was a big evil ghost, but they didn't pay much attention to it.
However, those familiar beings were surprised, "Why, you are actually a big evil ghost?"
The levels are different, and the properties are also different.
The mountain god has no chance to become a god, so he is destined to be an auxiliary, not a competitor, but the big evil ghost is different.
"Gushan, why are you here? Are you an enemy or a friend?"
Hearing the horrified questioning of his old friend, the Mountain God of Gushan chuckled, "You and I are both poor people who can't help themselves, why are we so nervous?" He jumped up and flew towards a certain light group. His hands were empty and there was no sign of casting spells.
Completely giving up defense.
It's okay, there are red-eyed competitors everywhere around the position. The master of the Dao Palace, the master of the True Immortal Palace, and even the top evil ghosts of the Ghost Department are all fighting for it, directly occupying this space, except for
All objects outside the circle were smashed to pieces.
At this time, you can see how powerful the immortal character is. After repeated devastating attacks, there is no damage at all.
"Here comes another one."
The God of Gushan Mountain flew in and immediately attracted attention, but that was all.
Because, according to common sense, he would be destroyed by a swarm of attacks if he couldn't get even a hundred steps closer to the powerful figure.
as expected……
As soon as Gushan Mountain God dared to get close, he was hit by the Master of the True Immortal Mansion's Fa Tian Xiang Di, and his waist was broken, leaving only his upper body to stagger and fly away.
After walking for a while, the master of the Tao Palace blew off most of his head with a little starlight.
Other big evil ghosts also took action one after another, directly beating the Gushan Mountain God into bones and bones, with not even a shred of flesh left.
"One hundred steps, we have reached ninety-nine. At this time, you can show off your plans."
The mountain god of Gushan looked into the void and seemed to be talking to someone.
He was now left with only half a white skeleton, but he didn't feel any pain at all, he just stared at the empty void.
This scene made all the top experts around him stop and look at him in surprise.
The mountain god of Gushan smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think I want to get into this muddy puddle again? Someone has plotted me against me."
Once upon a time, he was only half a step away from becoming a god, but after seeing the truth behind it, he chose to retreat bravely.
He submitted himself to the little ghost tribe, became a general, and then was granted the title of mountain god. He has always followed the trend.
Until the long-dead man found him and forced him to join the gang to kill Hua Xianren, and now he wants to turn around again.
However, after a long time, no one responded in the void.
The mountain god of Gushan smiled and said, "That's good, at least it's over."
The master of the True Immortal Mansion next to him spat out the black and yellow inner elixir without saying a word, intending to completely smash his remaining skeleton into pieces.
Sudden……
The Master of the True Immortal Mansion stopped midway and found that his limbs were stiff and unable to move. The jade crown on his head glowed dangerously red.
There has never been such a thing, this magic weapon is not in control.
The master of the True Immortal Mansion obtained this treasure and practiced it day and night. After several refinements, he also invited a master craftsman to make sure there were no hidden dangers.
Even though he was the master of the True Immortal Mansion, he paid a huge price.
After all, the magical power in the jade crown that controls the heavens and the earth is so powerful that it is the key to his competition for power.
However, at the critical moment, the chain fell apart.
"how come?"
The Master of the True Immortal Mansion tried his best to cast spells, trying to drive his stiff arms and legs, but the big foot he kicked out slowly fell down.
Instead, he raised his palm and gently pushed it on the back of Gushan Mountain God.
This palm did not cause any harm, but it caused the God of Gushan Mountain to push it out violently, and it flew in front of the position like an arrow.
"Master of the True Immortal Palace, are you an undercover agent?"
When the master of the Dao Palace saw this, he couldn't help but cursed angrily, "It's okay if you don't kill this big evil ghost, why are you helping him?"
"I'm not, I didn't, it's a huge injustice."
The Master of the True Immortal Mansion hurriedly defended himself, but the truth was that the Mountain God of Gushan had already rushed to the place closest to the light mass.
Seeing that there were only ten steps left, the surrounding cultivators and ghosts, regardless of camp, attacked the Gushan Mountain God at the same time. The space was densely packed with layers of magical powers and secrets, and for a moment, time and space stopped.
The movements and postures of the Mountain God of Gushan completely stopped at that moment, and he was only a few feet away from the ball of light.
Then, the ball of light moved, taking the initiative to move closer to the God of Gushan Mountain.
Oddly enough, if the personality was slippery before, it would actively avoid anyone who tried to capture it.
Only now, he takes the initiative to welcome the Gushan Mountain God, like a cat or dog welcoming its owner home.
"It turns out that this is your trump card."
The Mountain God of Gushan cracked his bone-white jaw, and the ball of light swooped into his chest, instantly stimulating strong light that shone in all directions.
"Oops!"
All the people watching had the same thought in their minds. What happened at this moment was so bad that it could not be reversed.
If you push it in all directions, no matter how far away you are, someone will sense the change happening.
"Becoming a god."
A vacant position has been lost to someone else, and now there is only one last chance left.
Someone recognized the God of Gushan Mountain and was astonished, "He is a consecrated god, why did he win the title?"
"When did the old calendar come to an end? Immortal Hua is dead. His imperial seal has failed and has been intact. He defeated the evil ghost." Fu Ruyi and Sikong Qiuxuan were shocked beyond measure when they heard this private paragraph.
Links are connected, links are connected, if this is not a coincidence, there must be a very powerful person behind it.
First kill an immortal, and then establish a god. All gods and gods are controlled by him. What a terrifying existence is this?
"Wang Fu, is it really you?"
Fu Ruyi, now the three pure states have returned to one, and the realm has reached Zhongtian Master, and he has been able to capture the key.
She vaguely figured out that there must be Wang Fu behind this incident.
Huaxianren once took action to destroy the Jieqi Hall, and later participated in the destruction of Wang Fu, and had a bloody feud with Wang Fu.
Even if Wang Fu did not take the lead in killing Hua Xianren, he would definitely have contributed a lot.
As for the mountain god of Gushan, don’t forget that Gushan is right next to Yunyang Temple, so the two are definitely related.
Sikong Qiuxuan's scream sounded in his ears, "Quick, watch Old Dao Yunyang, he must have Xiqiao."
Fu Ruyi nodded, yes, something happened to Gushan Mountain God, so what about Yunyang Old Taoist who is more closely related?
The two seniors, sister and brother, are getting more and more nervous. If nothing happens, today's special competition will completely turn into Wang Fu's solo performance, which is also a prelude to his return.
Therefore, Sikong Qiuxuan reminded Xing that he must not let Old Taoist Yunyang have another chance.
However, even if they see it and alert everyone, can they really prevent the situation from happening?
In the battlefield of the Twenty-one Secret Realm...
The old mirror-grinding old man hung mirrors all over his body and looked at the colorful boy opposite him, who was his opponent in this battle.
"My name is Que Crow, old man. You must be the old mirror grinder!"
The old mirror grinder, also known as Wang Fu, raised a mirror and looked at the colorful boy twice.
Then, he looked down at the mirror, like a dark crow croaking, and then turned around, the dark feathers faded away, and slender feathers with colorful spots grew again.
The picture turned and fell in front of me again. The peacock and the colorful boy in front of me overlapped.