Chapter 83 (1/2)
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Over Longmen gorge, dark clouds block out the sun, torrential rain and electric snakes dance wildly.
After several Qi Yun were separated, the colorful auspicious clouds had shrunk by several percent. At this time, they were swallowed up by Bai Jiao.
It excited a long sound, the original waters, under the broken stone, a spirit to emerge, suddenly burst into light.
On the plaque, the four characters of ”Hebo water Palace” are in golden light. The clock tripod falls to the ground, and the building is damaged, which makes it look a bit dilapidated.
At this time, with the help of Shuichao Lingli, a layer of brilliance emerged from the surface of shuigong.
In the main hall, two copper doors opened, and a golden talisman, with great dignity, turned into a golden seal, and then flew out, as if to merge with Bai Jiao.
Boom!
In a flash, the power of heaven and earth suddenly increased several times, vast and infinite.
”Is this... The throne of Hebo?”
When Tianhe boy saw it, he called out in a low voice: ”I didn't expect that the God's throne of Hebo had been banned in Shuifu all the time...”
In a flash, I understood.
This Baijiao is the son of Hebo. He also built the body of Jiaolong. His strength is superior to that of nulongjiang.
It can be said that in terms of law and power, they are the best candidates to inherit. Because of this, Wang Zhong was bound to be sealed.
If there is no seal, with the presence of Hebo and the separation of his beliefs, Wang Zhong would have more twists and turns if he wanted to be the local city god, not to mention the enemy of life and death between the two.
Only when they had been banned for a hundred years, had they taken the lead, and when they had to release them, did they come here slowly.
”Wang Zhong's face is not pretty at this time!”
Tian He Tong Zi and Wu Ming have a common view.
All the gods in a place have good fortune. If they follow the previous methods, Wang Zhong may be able to restrain Bai Jiao by virtue of his kindness. But now, once Bai Jiao ascends the throne of Hebo, he is in great trouble.
”Evil animal!”
Sure enough, with a loud voice, a golden figure emerged from the sky above the ancestral hall.
All around the visitors were three feet of golden light, dressed in the imperial court's zhengwupin sheriff's office. The color of the whole body was like gold, and the brightness was like glass. There was only a trace of red in the eyes, and the face was full of dignity. It was the local zhengwupin City God King!
”The real body comes out of the Dharma? It seems that I'm in a hurry... ”
The old God of Tianhe Taoist is there, but there are a few Yunping Zhangyuan nearby. They feel the great majesty coming, and they can't help breathing.
”If the dragon gets rid of the shackles, it will be the number of Qi. After that, the success or failure of life and death depends on the will of heaven.”
With a smile and a wave of his hand, a layer of light is emerging, which envelops the Taoist people and insulates them from the outside and the inside.
At this time, you can see that, with the roar of the City God, a golden light, like an arrow, rushed to Baijiao with malice.
Boom!
All of a sudden, a position was shaking, and black air appeared. Several of them, with blood red and frightening power, rushed into the air. The target was the shrine!
He Bo's divinity is a priesthood of the five grades. If you get it, you can get it according to Nu Long Jiang's aura. If you get it, you can get the right result, which naturally leads to fierce competition.
”This river god's throne is a natural result of heaven and earth's great power. If you can sit down, you will immediately become the king's ruler, or even the God's self-sufficiency. You don't need much humanitarian incense. It's no wonder that all the ghosts, ghosts, snakes and gods have come out and won't hesitate to fight...”
Seeing this scene, Wu Qing shook her head in her heart: ”these evil gods, mountain spirits and monsters, lack of virtue, still want to take a shortcut? Be careful of falling to pieces
Sure enough, seeing this black air surging, magnificent scene, immediately angered a person.
”Shizhuan? Be careful of your body.... ”
The young scholar came out with the help of the old Confucian. He was drenched in the rain, and his face was filled with unbearable color.
”I'm fine!”
The old Confucian pushed away the scholar and let the rain wet his clothes. Seeing the black air all over the mountains, he drank in a deep voice: ”broad day! as bright as sun and moon! You evil! The law of the king
Boom!
With the cheering, a straight spirit, but like smoke in general, with masculine, grand idea, straight into the sky!
This is not the blood of a warrior, but the noble spirit of a Confucian!
The heaven and the earth have the healthy qi, the miscellaneous natural Fu manifold. Below is the mountain, above is the sun and star! Confucians have no power to bind chickens, but they can denounce ghosts and gods, kill evil spirits and retreat by refining their noble spirit!
This old man is a great scholar!
”This... This is...”
This scene, set in the eyes of all the Taoist who have opened their eyes, is a white sun, with a great masculine brilliance, rising from the foot of the mountain.
Where the light comes, many black Qi scream, such as snow meets the sun, and the moment dissipates, and the form and spirit are destroyed.
The thick black Qi with blood light only supported several breaths more than those of the same generation, and then there were several almost unnatural struggling virtual shadows, which slowly dissipated.
If the sage comes out, he can avoid everything!
”I don't know if it's the great scholar?”
Tianhe boy shook his shoulders. In this noble spirit, even his yuan Shen in the flesh orifice felt a little uncomfortable.
At this time, he saw that Haoran's spirit, like smoke and spear, ran into Wang Zhong and Bai Jiao in mid air.