"It turns out that the fox's tail is revealed!" Taoist Chengen sat on a teahouse in the distance, looking faintly at the chaos in the palace.

The palace is located on the east side of Yuanzhou City. It has a wide terrain. For safety reasons, it is in the city. Originally, the palace was not allowed to build buildings within its sight. However, there has been no emperor who visited Yuanzhou City for two hundred years. After a long time, the law has been relaxed, and this teahouse has been built a few miles away.

The salt class envoy, the salt inspector and many officials from Yuanzhou City, such as the generals of the local town army, stood respectfully at the lower head. Only the goddess Guishan sat opposite each other, and she changed the body of a beautiful woman, only 28 years old, her skin was blown and full of youthful vitality. Combined with the charm of the goddess Guishan, she had an unspeakable charm.

"The evil spirit of the Blood Lake is indeed powerful. Unfortunately, I collected a little last time and plotted against the immortal Sang Liyang, but failed!" The goddess Guishan gritted her teeth: "There is also that Ju Cang who actually refused to win over the Taoist palace. She is really ungrateful!"

Of course she was angry. If it weren't for this, he would have become the new Xiao Wu Mountain God. He would not have a god like the current one, but no temple. If it weren't for the protection of the Taoist palace, he would have lost the incense offering, he would have died.

"I had expected that Ju Cang would not agree!" Taoist Chengen said coldly: "This guy has a good relationship with Hua Chen and Li Ye. I will definitely not take me seriously!" A cold light came out of his eyes.

Liye Huachen is a senior in the Taoist Palace, and has been taught the Three Caves and Five Thunder Talismans of Shangqing. He has never been incompatible with the Chengen Taoist!

"What should I do?" Guishan Goddess was a little angry: "What should I do? Could it be that I just keep being a wandering god?"

Taoist Chengen smiled and Wen Yan said, "Don't worry, if you can't become the God of Wushan, you can become the God of Wushan. If that guy Ju Cang doesn't give me face, then you can become the God of Wushan!"

The goddess of Guishan was overjoyed and was about to throw herself into the arms of the Taoist Chengen. However, she was stopped by the Taoist Chengen: "Don't do anything randomly, it's a magic trick. Although they can't hear what I say, they can still see it!"

The goddess of Guishan said in disappointment: "What are you afraid of? These are dead ghosts sooner or later. If you kill Fu Shuo, you can't keep these people. What do you care about?" Even though he said so, he did not throw himself into his arms.

"These people use evil magic, they are all monsters! The villagers kill them, otherwise these monsters will kill us!" Someone shouted, this time it was different. The voice was filled with charming power, and ordinary people were originally unconscious.

He was tempted by such a blow and suddenly became restless. Wang Wu was anxious to watch the city and wanted to jump down and catch the man out and cut him into pieces. However, Wang Zhengbei punched him on the forehead and pulled him aside: "Wait a minute, if you see something is wrong, just run for your own life!"

Wang Wu jumped up and said, "Dad, what did you say? These are just mobs, just fools and stupid women. What's there to be afraid of!"

Wang Zhengbei sighed secretly. He was a rough man, but thick and thin. His son, his head was covered with muscles, and he still couldn't see the danger of the scene. If no one had any trouble, how could these people gather? How could these town soldiers and salt soldiers rebel? Then the flood of Yuanzhou City by the Dragon King of Sea Protection is probably not fake. Besides, even the national magistrate is not there...

"You go find the national teacher," Wang Zhengbei then fooled his son with a lie.

Wang Wu heard this and responded. At this time, the people were finally incited and rushed towards the palace walls. The soldiers guarding the capital camp were merciless and shot out in a rain of arrows. More than a dozen people were caught in arrows and lay in a pool of blood. The remaining people were shocked by the blood and retreated like a tide.

"These people are useless!" The goddess Guishan frowned: "I don't think there is no need to delay, hurry up and start!"

Taoist Chengen nodded, waved his sleeves, and the spell that had originally blocked the sound disappeared, and he ordered: "Import those casual cultivators to take action!"

All the wandering cultivators jumped out, with complex expressions, but they all launched a decisive attack on the palace without hesitation. They were all masters recruited by the local powerful people, and at most they only have the power of Bai Zhang and Red Zhang. They are the lowest-level wandering cultivators, but they are also very powerful when they start to fight.

The light of various magical magic continued to flash, and the brave and fearless masters rushed towards the palace wall. These were all masters raised by the Taoist Palace, but they practiced more lethal methods of cultivating.

As soon as they started, the common people were panicked, and the original enthusiasm of the crowd had been replaced by panic. They saw flying swords all over the sky, fire talismans flying around, and the people pushed and trampled each other, scattering around. This situation was like a tiger rushing into the herd of cattle!

"You dare to show off your ugly things even if you have a trick!" Yue Shanqiu shouted coldly. Yan Chixia was unstable and stayed in the capital this time and did not come out. He is now the most powerful disciple under Fu Shuo.

Yue Shanqiu had an extra long sword in his hand. With just a trembling, countless sword flowers flew out and printed them on it, and a big hole was blown up on his body, stopping most of the wandering cultivators in an instant.

Wang Zhengbei was not willing to be outdone. He roared: "Kill!" All the clothes on his body were shattered, revealing dark muscles like iron cast, intercepting the enemies who were killed on the palace walls.

Within a few moves, all the cultivators recruited by the local powerful people were dropped. When I saw them from a distance in the teahouse, the face of the Chengen Taoist looked a little ugly: "Wastes, they are all a bunch of wastes! Go..."

The Chengen Taoist valued his identity, but he did not take action, but sent more than a dozen masters from the Taoist palace, all of whom had taught the Shangqing Five Thunder Sutra. When these people started to fight, their power was different. They did not get close to the palace wall at all, so they joined forces to set up formations. The water in the air of the pedal step was quickly condensed by a kind of divine power, gathered into a dark cloud, pressing on the palace wall, where lightning could be seen faintly.

This thunder cloud contains devastating power. How dare Yue Shanqiu let the thunder cloud take shape? A blood-demon divine thunder hit it.

With a thunder, a large mass of blood and evil aura exploded in the clouds. The entire cloud was dyed blood and turned into pieces. Even that kind of divine power did not escape, and was polluted by the evil aura of the blood lake.

Such an accident was unexpected. The Taoist priests who were setting up the formation were all backed by a powerful force. They all flew backwards, spitting blood on their mouths, and only half of their lives remained if they were not dead!

Taoist Chengen just called the casual cultivators recruited by local powerful people all waste. At this time, his subordinates were so miserable that their faces were a little uneasy. They took out a piece of talisman paper from their arms and flicked it out the window.

The talisman paper became like a dart, shooting straight into the sky, shooting higher and higher, and it even went straight into the sky. Then the daylight appeared, and stars appeared on the sky, and then fell like rain. In a blink of an eye, it turned into five hundred golden armored divine weapons, with a brilliant light and extremely majestic appearance.

The Taoist Chengen pointed his sword: "Kill all these..."

After hearing this, the golden armored divine weapons did not hesitate at all, and shouted, "Receive the decree!" and rushed towards the palace wall.

These five hundred divine weapons are all elites of the Divine Court, all of whom the souls of the battle were recruited by the Divine Court and reshaped their bodies with divine power. Now their bodies are half-fixed and half-fixed, and they look like a ball of golden light. Moreover, this golden light has an extremely sharp and sharp feeling, and it is actually the energy of Gengjin.

"Golden Emperor's Divine Weapon!" Yue Shanqiu screamed, his face turning into a ugliness of death. The Divine Court was actually serious, attacking the national master openly and attacking the palace. It seemed that he would completely tear his face off! Well, Yue Shanqiu gritted his teeth hard, and now he was only dead! Fortunately, Master is not here. As long as Master escapes this disaster, then there is still hope for our immortal path!

Yue Shanqiu's intention to seek Taoism was the most firm, otherwise he would not have been kneeling in front of Fu Shuo for a few days that day. Originally, he was one of the best masters in the royal family. He was not only skilled in martial arts, but also proficient in various classics and scriptures. He said that he was knowledgeable, but he was underestimated and was deeply trusted in the royal family.

But the smarter many people are, the more they read, the easier it is to consider where some people come from? Why do they die? For example, Yue Shanqiu is the one who thinks deeply, the more they feel the sadness of life! Therefore, when he heard the Fu's teachings that day, Yue Shanqiu was the first to kneel down and take the great way. Now, he is not afraid to use his life to defend the way!

The bodies of the golden armored divine weapons are shaped by divine power, and they are shaped by the sharpest Gengjin divine power. They are gathered together and the light is dazzling. They feel like they can't open their eyes, and even close their eyelids. The light pricks gently on the eyelids like needles, making them feel numb and painful.

"Go to Thunder," Yue Shanqiu fired the last blood evil god thunder in his hand. However, before the thunder bead approached, it was detonated by the needle rain transformed into a denser than the raindrops shot from the sky. Then the golden light changed and turned into a large shield, blocking the aftermath of the explosion. The last blood evil thunder bead was ruined!

Yue Shanqiu sighed inwardly. This was originally expected, but it did not hurt a magic weapon, which made people feel a little confused and unwilling. He had no luck in his heart and slowly pulled out the sword. However, he was stunned to find that the sword in his hand was shining by the golden light and quickly disintegrated. It turned into a trace of golden light, which was the Gengjin energy in the sword being continuously drawn away. Other impurities fell down like black dust.

The golden armored magic weapon came so fast, but when Yue Shanqiu was a little shocked, it had already approached. It was still ten feet away, and the palace wall was shining with dense Geng and Xin aura, and it turned into dust and stepped down. It seemed that in a blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed, and it was weathered and disintegrated. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and reward. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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