Moxi Town is indeed a weird town. Not only is the town weird, but the people here are also weird.
And weird places are bound to have all kinds of bizarre stories and legends.
This is a place where even players rarely set foot.
Some players have been here before but were expelled. Some players did not believe in evil and sneaked into the town at night to investigate the secrets of the town. However, they were executed by the guards in the town for offending the statues.
This place once became what players call the place of ancient superstitious clans. It may really be a place outside the Jianghu. No Jianghu people are willing to stay in such a clan place.
However, who would have thought that this clan land is actually controlled by an ancient and huge Jianghu force, and even the thoughts are gradually enslaved as the influence is passed down from generation to generation.
When Jiang Dali was about to take Bu Jingyun and Cha Mulong into the strange town to check, he was intercepted by the Self-Defense Forces guarding outside the town.
However, when the guards of the Self-Defense Force saw Bu Jingyun's appearance, they were all shocked. They even stepped out of the way with respect and confusion in their eyes. Some even rushed to notify the mayor immediately.
Jiang Dali and others were confused, but not afraid of such changes, so they went inside the town to check.
I saw that there were also restaurants in the town. Except that there were fewer merchants setting up stalls on the streets, it looked no different from an ordinary town.
The street scene is simple and elegant, and the buildings are all of double-sloping tiled roofs and wooden bamboo shoots interspersed with bucket structures. They are three to five rooms deep and lined up row upon row. There is not a lot of traffic.
When Jiang Dali and three others entered, the townspeople in the town were already alerted, and they all stared at the outsiders like them with hostility and repulsion.
However, as more and more townspeople saw Bu Jingyun's face, they all showed expressions of shock and respect similar to those of the guards, and their hostility was significantly reduced.
Some people even began to approach spontaneously. People of all ages, including men, women and children, formed a crowd and followed Jiang Dali and the others as they walked slowly in awe.
"The leader of the village..."
Cha Mulong frowned and looked around, feeling something was not good.
He felt bad not only for the safety of his own group of people, but also for this group of townspeople who had gathered around him regardless of life and death.
Once this group of fools tried to make an unwise move such as attacking, they would most likely be knocked to the ground by the leader of the village. There would definitely be casualties, and he didn't want to see that.
The person who felt the most strange at this time was Bu Jingyun.
No matter who it is, when a group of strangers stare at them with expectant and respectful eyes, they will feel shocked and confused.
Even though he was as calm as Bu Jingyun, he was still shocked at this moment.
Although he didn't show it, he still followed Jiang Dali and observed the situation around him.
At this time, the crowd gathering in front suddenly separated, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared surrounded by a group of townspeople.
The moment he saw Bu Jingyun, the old man exclaimed, with a look of respect and confusion in his eyes. He immediately stepped forward and bowed to Jiang Dali and the others, then looked at Bu Jingyun and said hesitantly.
"God? Are you our God, or a descendant of God? You have really come to visit your people."
"What?"
Bu Jingyun was shocked, and he still hadn't figured out what was going on.
The crowd around him knelt down one after another, shouting "See God" in anticipation and respect.
"Is it related to Bu Jingyun's identity as a member of the Bu Clan?"
Jiang Dali looked at the scene in front of him with thousands of townspeople bowing their heads and kneeling in surprise. He was also shocked and confused in his heart, and suddenly realized that this situation was very bad.
Because he had already noticed the moment when thousands of townspeople knelt down.
An evil and strange spiritual power quickly emerged in the air around him, making his heart depressed and heavy.
Apparently there are masters in the True Realm who are using the power of the soul to lock their souls and observe the situation here.
In a place like Moxi Town, the only master who can exert the power of the soul is undoubtedly the Immortal God.
Jiang Dali came here to observe the situation and have a clearer understanding of Soushen Palace.
But he was not prepared to fight directly with an old monster like the Immortal God who had already entered the state of return to his true form at this moment.
He immediately shouted low, grabbed the bodies of Cha Mulong and Bu Jingyun without hesitation, raised his energy and jumped up. Amidst the roar of his muscles and bones and a series of dragon roars, he quickly passed through the shocked eyes of the crowd.
Passing through the crowd, he left like lightning.
But the direction he left was not at the town gate, but inside the town.
After crossing a distance of more than a hundred feet, Jiang Dali pointed his toes at the spire of a wine shop sign and rose like a bird, throwing Cha Mulong and Bu Jingyun directly towards the magic eagle that was circling and landing in the sky.
After a few ups and downs, Tianlong's seven steps reached the limit. In an instant, he passed through the buildings and alleys, and rushed to the west of the town, where he sensed the strongest aura of the soul.
This is not only the west entrance of the town, but also the entrance to the west of Hailuogou.
A stone wall about one foot high and five feet wide was located here, and Jiang Dali saw it at a glance.
I saw a mural carved on the stone wall. In the mural, a man was sitting upright and majestic. His eyes were bright, shining like the sun and moon, seeming to look at the people. His whole body exuded a peerless aura of being the only one in the world.
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The moment he saw the face of the person on the mural, Jiang Dali was suddenly shocked, and finally understood the reason why many Moxi Town residents respected Bu Jingyun so much when they saw him.
Just because - the person on this mural actually looks very similar to Bu Jingyun.
If Bu Jingyun were older, he might look exactly like the person on this mural.
And the person on this mural is obviously the person that the people of Moxi Town have believed in for so many years, that is, the Immortal God!
Almost at the same time.
Suddenly, the eyes of the man sitting on the mural suddenly seemed to come to life, and an unparalleled and powerful spiritual impact burst out and spread toward Jiang Dali.
"Master of Black Wind Village! If you dare to intervene to stop this god, you will die without a burial!"
For a moment, Jiang Dali felt a bright red light on the stone wall opposite and warning signs blaring wildly.
I felt a strong palpitation in my heart, and my whole body seemed to be attacked head-on by a powerful force.
The moment he immediately fell to the ground, his eyes also flashed with the light of his soul, and he cast the Soul Cage.
Raise your arms suddenly and draw a circle in mid-air.
A golden bell formed by a circle of dazzling golden light was born from outside the body.
DANG DANG DANG!!——
The golden bell's gas mask shook wildly and violently, ringing hundreds of times.
Jiang Dali's feet slammed into the ground and sank into the stone tiles on the ground.
More than a hundred corresponding acupuncture points on the whole body, including the soul in the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows, were turbulent and tingling. They were threatened by the impact of this invisible force, causing the Golden Bell Qi Mask to dent violently and about to explode.
"Kamiwei!"
He suddenly shouted loudly, and the momentum he had accumulated instantly climbed to the limit under the promotion of divine power, and his eyes flashed with golden and majestic divine brilliance.
At the moment when the golden bell gas shield exploded, the power of the soul, blessed by the destiny of the heaven-defying one, collided with this invisible force.
With a "wave" sound, two invisible forces impacted and suddenly stopped half a foot in front of Jiang Dali's forehead.
The strong air waves caused the golden skin on his face to dent slightly, and his golden hair was pulled straight to the back of his head.
The next moment, the air was violently turbulent and howling, forming strong winds that swept endlessly, suddenly turning into a circular shock wave and exploding.
Tear!
Jiang Dali's clothes were immediately torn into pieces by the fierce and sharp Qi Jin, revealing a body of tightly knitted golden muscles. His skin was rubbed by the Qi Jin, making a clanging sound and sparks flying.
"break!"
Jiang Dali suddenly rushed forward, his body filled with a ferocious aura. He twisted his body and stepped forward. His arm muscles suddenly stretched, and he punched out with a powerful punch!
"boom!"
A shocking burst of fist power.
The golden fist rubbed the air at high speed, a reddish light flashed from the air, and a spiral column formed by compressed high-pressure energy hit the mural opposite.
Bang!!
The mural instantly exploded and exploded into pieces.
The aftermath of the fist force bursting out caused the stone tiles on the ground to be lifted up and crushed into pieces, forming a condensed turbid dragon-shaped fist force. It hit the city wall and immediately penetrated through it, leaving a terrifying half-foot-long hole that penetrated directly from the other side.
It penetrates one side of the wall.
In mid-air, Cha Mulong stared dumbfounded at the burly golden figure in the wind and dust below, listened to the deafening terrifying movement, and then looked at the fist that penetrated the city wall like a turbid black dragon and smashed several big trees.
Jaw-dropping.
Is this the full power of the village leader?
This punch took countless years of skill. Could his enemy Shangguan Yun, the leader of Zhongxin Hall, be able to withstand it?
Absolutely not!
Cha Mulong was inexplicably excited, his whole body was shaking with joy, and his blood was boiling. But for a moment, he had doubts again, who was the enemy who had just fought against the village leader?
He didn't even see the enemy, and the battle seemed to be over. Who was the village leader fighting?
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Bata! Bata!
Jiang Dali pulled his feet out of the deep pit and crushed the sharp stones on the ground. His whole body was shaken, and his strength shook away all the tattered rags and dust around him.
At this time, a message came from the panel. Jiang Dali suppressed the idea of checking, and carefully sensed that there was no soul energy around him. He frowned slightly, walked towards the messy pile of rubble in front of him, grabbed it with both hands, and performed the Dragon Capturing Technique.
Then I captured the murals scattered on the ground again and pieced them together.
Among the reassembled murals, the Immortal God who looked exactly like Bu Jingyun had lost his vitality. Next to him, there were three people standing, one of whom was a woman. She clearly looked like a demon.
The main character is Bai Suzhen.
Next to Bai Suzhen, there was a monk wearing cassocks with a peaceful face. He was probably Fahai, the first generation law enforcement elder of Soushen Palace.
Behind these two people, there was a man wearing a red military attache uniform standing. Although there was a warm smile on the corner of this man's mouth, his eyes were full of melancholy, and his face was full of contemplation, as if he was deeply worried.
"The Immortal God... Bai Suzhen, Fahai, and this man, who are they? That should be part of the soul left by the Immortal God in the mural just now, and the power released should be his Maha
The power of immeasurable power...the power of the infinite..."
Jiang Dali felt solemn in his heart. The heaven-level Maha Infinite Power released by just a part of his soul was actually so powerful that he had to use his divine power to contend.
If we were to confront the Immortal God head-on, I'm afraid he would not be his opponent for the time being.
From this part of the soul's power, he can deduce that the Immortal God is definitely at the ninth level of Guizhen.
In terms of strength, the opponent has far surpassed him. The level of vitality he carries is probably comparable to that of a tyrant holding a divine stone whose power has increased tenfold. Needless to say, the power of the soul...
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