Chapter 273, Nine Yin Wuxiang Tribulation Fire God Demon, is my sword sharp?

Mount Tai.

One hundred thousand troops built five-color earthen altars in advance on various hills in the surrounding area.

Due to time constraints, many unimportant details were deleted, leaving only two processes.

A round mound sacrificial altar is set up on the south side of the foot of the mountain, and a Dengfeng altar is set up on the top of the mountain.

Corresponding to Hou Tu and Huang Tian respectively.

Song Lin put on a dragon robe, and Mr. Zhuge read out prayers as a sacrificial wine.

"When the emperor came to the throne, he made laws and regulations, and his ministers revised them. It has been five years since he first united the world, and he was not convinced. He personally visited the people in distant places, climbed Mount Tai, and visited the East Pole..."

These prayers will be engraved on the monument for future generations to admire.

Soon, the car drove to the summit platform at the top of the mountain.

Next to the tablet of Lord Huangtian is the name of Empress Taishan.

This time, the main sacrifice to heaven is the Empress of Mount Tai.

Song Lin closed his eyes and rested his mind, listening to the loud prayers around him, with sandalwood lingering on the tip of his nose.

Wow!

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his pupils pale.

Look to the sky with the aura technique.

I saw a five-clawed golden dragon hovering in the sky.

The head of the five-clawed golden dragon shows a high-spirited and upward attitude, which represents the vigorous development of the country.

If the empire is in decline, the five-clawed golden dragon will appear languid.

Ending with the last prayer

Roar!!

The five-clawed golden dragon suddenly appeared, and when all living beings saw this scene, the golden light shone brightly, shining in the world in all directions.

Boom boom!

Mount Tai, which had not been enshrined for hundreds of years, was awakened today, and the whole mountain shook violently.

The tablets on the five-color Dengfeng altar glow faintly.

Especially Empress Taishan.

"Be bold!"

At this time, the clear sky suddenly turned into dark night.

"Dark clouds cover the sky! Not good! The old monster from Montenegro!!"

Mr. Xin exclaimed!

Only the old demon from Montenegro can turn an eight hundred-mile radius into darkness.

I saw a huge figure appearing in the sky.

He is thousands of feet tall and has a body like a mountain.

On his head were black horns that were circling randomly, and his face was wearing a black iron skull mask. He was wearing a big black robe, and there were countless bulges under the black robe.

Countless heads flew out of their robes, spitting green ghost fire and letting out ferocious laughter.

Song Lin threw the gourd, and a burst of white light flashed.

One hundred thousand troops were brought into the world in the pot.

Only the earthly immortals and divine dragons were left.

With the emergence of the Dark Night Realm, Song Lin discovered that the people below seemed to be under an illusion, so he put them away.

Countless heads spitting out lunar fire came towards him to besiege him.

These lunar fires are underground fire poisons that last for thousands of years. They not only burn the body, but also the mana and soul.

At the same time, the ground broke open and countless tombstones were revealed.

The tombstones flew up, and each one carried the weight of the mountain. If they were smashed down firmly, they would at least be torn into pieces.

Lu Bowen, an old man and a young fox came to Song Lin's side.

Kuilong carried huge stones to form a wall to cover the tombstone, Chilong breathed out, and coiled dragons wrapped around it.

Finally, part of the offensive was mitigated.

As the world goes by, the safe zone gets smaller and smaller.

Xin Shisi Niang was about to take action, but was stopped by Song Lin.

"No need, someone will deal with it!"

Song Lin smiled slightly.

Roar!

The five-clawed golden dragon finally sank to the top of Mount Tai.

boom!

The five-color Dengfeng altar exploded.

A golden light shot straight into the dark sky.

The golden light makes people unable to open their eyes, and wherever it goes, ghost heads are wiped out.

After the golden light dissipated, nine huge figures appeared between the sky and the earth.

He is also thousands of feet tall, has a green face and fangs, his skin is red and smooth as paint, his face looks like it is painted with oil paint, and his figure is graceful and feminine.

The leader was wearing golden armor and a red cloak, with red fire and red thunder and lightning lingering all over his body, exuding a destructive aura.

The remaining nine are the opposite.

Silver armor, silver cloak, surrounded by Yin fire and Yin thunder.

This is the Nine-Yin Formless Tribulation Fire God Demon.

The yin pole generates yang, so the yang demon is born.

The Yang Demon in the middle is a real entity, while the other nine figures are illusory.

"Taishan Girl! I will kill you again!"

boom!

The old demon of Montenegro fights with the Empress of Mount Tai.

Song Lin's eyes narrowed.

This underworld god and demon is really powerful.

The gods and demons of Huangquan with three flowers gathered at the top are equivalent to the peak of Zifu.

Judging from the momentum, it is much stronger than the real world.

At this time, countless escaping lights flew from the sky.

The seven great earthly immortals of the righteous path, the ten great evil commanders of the underworld, the true nature of the Sanxian Taizhen sect, and the three great elders of Mount Emei are all here.

In addition to the masters, there are thousands of disciples and disciples, flying in the sky like stars.

The leader of the immortals is Chenhua.

The dignified-looking man became even more sanctimonious after putting on the clothes of the headmaster.

"Song Lin! He has done many evil things and harmed everyone, why don't he be beheaded quickly!"

"We are waiting for the right path! Today we are going to kill the demon and restore order to the world!"

"The right way? What do you call the right way?"

Song Lin looked around and stared at their bare foreheads.

Except for Chen Hua and the other great elders, everyone else has a money rat tail hairstyle.

Song Lin sneered and said, "Look at what you look like. Do you have portraits like yours in the ancestral hall? After you die and go to hell, will your ancestors still recognize you?"

"Huanzhengdao, why don't you ignore the barbarians when they kill people?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" someone shouted angrily.

Song Lin's words made them ashamed.

"Stop talking nonsense? Let's go together without talking about the moral principles of the world, right?" Song Lin mocked.

"Don't follow him...well..."

Chen Hua was about to speak but was stunned.
To be continued...