Chapter 218 Guangmu Supreme God! Appears! !
The Shiwandashan Mountains were truly turned upside down.
As the tomb of the gods was fished out by the evil man with a fishing rod.
It was as if the calm surface of the lake was broken.
In other words, the true face of the Ten Thousand Mountains has been exposed.
"what is that?"
Chen Huangpi stared at the scene in a daze, with all his evil eyes wide open.
Billowing black smoke spewed out from the cracks in the earth.
The sun and moon over the Hundred Thousand Mountains are blocked by it.
He saw that the entire Ten Thousand Mountains was like a piece of skin that had been completely hollowed out.
And on this skin, there are black swirls.
The black vortex spewed black smoke.
One, two, three...
"Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!!!"
The brass oil lamp screamed in horror: "Including Yi Qingzhou who was fished away, there are exactly three thousand of them! I was wondering where all those disciples went. So, three thousand immortals are the eyes of the crowd. This is what he meant!!!!"
"No, Huang Er, you are wrong."
Chen Huangpi said in a daze: "One is my Jingxian Temple. There are only 2,998 of them here, one is missing."
It was long before I entered the old view.
Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp discovered that in the old temple, where a total of nine treasures, including the Jiuli Bell, Dongzhen, Feixiantu, and the Golden Summit Sky Lantern, were originally located, some words and formations were engraved.
It was mentioned in it.
The blue sky was dead, and the yellow sky was not yet born, so it came down to suppress the immortals. Therefore, it drew their death energy to form a formation, with three thousand immortals as the center of the formation, which lasted for eighteen thousand years.
Eighteen thousand years corresponds exactly to Chen Huangpi’s eighteen years old.
But there is a missing key point here.
Besides, the time has not come yet.
"What exactly do evil people want to do?"
The soul-seeking ghost no longer had any honorifics at this time, only intense anger: "The formation was incomplete to begin with, and it also fished away the Tomb of the God Burial. Is it going to destroy the owner of the contract, or the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"
"Master, Master..."
Chen Huangpi's face was pale and his body was shaking.
He no longer cared about any evil people.
He just knows.
This formation in the old view existed to suppress the dead Cang Tian.
Now the formation has been broken by the evil people.
How is Master Hedao Cangtian doing?
"Walk!!"
Chen Huangpi said only this one word and then resolutely rushed towards the billowing black smoke.
Shiwandashan is where he grew up.
Jingxian Temple is his only home.
He remembered the direction of home.
However, the billowing black smoke was too terrifying.
The source of every black smoke is a dead immortal.
Yi Qingzhou once told Chen Huangpi that black smoke is actually death air.
Chen Huangpi rushed into the black smoke.
I felt severe pain all over my body.
Every inch of skin was corroded by the black smoke.
"Chen Huangpi!!!!"
The brass oil lamp panicked: "Come back quickly, that's the immortal's deathly aura, you can't stand it."
If the immortal's deathly aura were to occur on ordinary days, it would not be able to do anything to Chen Huangpi.
After all, he has skin of iron and steel, and even the Nine Dragons Refining Heaven Furnace can't melt him.
But it's different now.
The death energy of so many immortals erupted at the same time.
If there is too much tangerine peel, it may be contaminated into something evil, and then it will be hard to reverse the situation.
The soul-seeking ghost also dissuaded him, saying, "Master Qi, the master of the temple has boundless magical powers and is omnipotent. It is absolutely impossible for anything to happen to him."
The words fell to the ground.
Amid the billowing black smoke, Chen Huangpi, whose face was horrified from the pain, turned his head and said with tears in his eyes, "I'm not afraid, I just want to go over and take a look. You guys wait for me outside, nothing will happen, really nothing will happen."
I don’t know whether he was referring to himself or to his master when he said that nothing would happen.
Maybe both.
The soul-claiming ghost cannot be distinguished.
The brass oil lamp had already turned into a beam of golden light and rushed in. "Hiss!!! This lamp is in so much pain!!!"
"Huang Er, what are you doing here?"
"What? Only you are allowed to come, but not me?"
The brass oil lamp grimaced in pain, but said, "The mountain is filled with black smoke. Without me to show you the way, what if you get lost?"
"Ugh……"
The soul-seeking ghost sighed and rushed in as well.
"Don't leave me."
"Huang Er, Ah Gui, you guys..."
Chen Huangpi wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go and see the master!"
……
At this moment.
A hundred thousand mountains away.
The evil man looked disconsolate and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Next to it, an indescribably huge tomb of gods looms.
The reason why Chen Huangpi's fishing rod can be used.
It’s because he has the aura of the master.
But for those who are evil, if they want to use it, it is just a matter of thought.
"Don't blame me, Master."
The evil man said softly: "There are some things that if I don't do them, no one will do them for you."
After saying this, the evil man looked towards the Tomb of the Buried Gods.
There are three levels in the tomb.
The first layer is boundless and is a desert.
The second layer contains the remains of many gods, as well as evil and disasters.
The third layer is where Yi Qingzhou is buried.
That place is an altar.
Bronze oil lamps are placed around the altar.
In the very center was placed Yi Qingzhou's coffin.
dong dong dong...
It seemed like I felt something.
In the coffin, Yi Qingzhou, who had already turned into an evil being, suddenly opened his empty eyes, as if he wanted to break the coffin and get out.
"It's not time for you to come out yet."
The evil man said calmly, "Go to sleep. I know your wish. Huangpi'er has an agreement with you. This matter will eventually be dealt with by him."
"I took a drop of Huangpi'er's blood."
"With this fake altar, I may be able to create another Huang Tian."
As he spoke, the evil man looked up at the sky, and the sun that had been snatched away by the green-robed Master Sanguan had already reappeared.
"Everyone wants to be in harmony with the Dao, and want to be the master of Huang Tian Dao. If so, I will fulfill your wish."
As the evil man spoke, he waved his hand and a huge evil god appeared in front of him.
This evil god was several dozen feet tall, had no facial features, and was dark blue all over, with his chest and breasts exposed. His head, which was like a tree crown, was covered with tumors. There was a huge mouth on his chest with canine teeth intertwined, and a bloody tongue with barbs sticking out of it. His hands were stretched out, with a vertical eye in each palm.
It was the Guangmu God that Chen Huangpi had been thinking about!
In other words, a mutated statue!
The evil man said coldly: "Huang Pi'er fished away Xuzhou City, but he was young, so he left some clues. You need to erase them one by one."
"Roar!!!!!"
The mutated statue roared, and an extremely terrifying aura burst out from its body.
That aura was much more terrifying than the devil tree or the city god that turned into disaster.
Obviously, after the mutated statue fell into the hands of the evil people, its strength became many times stronger.
The bloody mouth on the mutant statue's chest suddenly opened wide.
The nine-colored divine light gushed out directly!
Swish!
The place where Xuzhou City was originally located suddenly became extremely gorgeous, like a dream bubble.
boom! ! ! ! ! !
The mutant statue spread its arms and the vertical eyes in its hands suddenly widened.
Then there were bursts of thunder!
It was as terrifying as the Milky Way bursting out of the earth.
After the dust settled, there was no trace of Chen Huangpi left.
Even if someone powerful enough were to trace back, they would not be able to find out what happened here.
As for the evildoer, he disappeared without a trace. (End of this chapter)