As he said that, he settled the two Taoist priests with great sincerity and stayed with them for a long time. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the monk who reported to the news just now, he was immediately angry and raised his hand and slapped him in the face. The monk was so dizzy.

"How the hell do you have your eyes? Didn't you see someone just asking for a sleep? Why are you yelling around?" the abbot shouted viciously.

The tall and thin monk shouted aggrievedly: "Abbot, where are there Taoist priests coming to our monk temple to seek accommodation? And, don't you look at the morning morning..."

The abbot looked at the tall and thin monk fiercely, but he was a little angry. He was guilty and was afraid when he heard that some Taoist priests came. When he saw that these Taoist priests were not here to find fault, he let go and was only caring attentively, and did not think of elsewhere.

Now that I am reminded, I feel that there are many doubts. It is still in the morning. Even if I go all the way to Youzhou City from here, it is only two or three hundred miles away. Why should I rush to stay early in the morning?

The abbot was not grateful when he was reminded by this tall and thin monk, but instead became a little angry and embarrassed. He made up his mind to get rid of this guy. He asked him to remind him of such a simple thing. Wouldn't he seem too stupid?

After all, Dragon King Temple is a big temple, and although the incense is not too strong, there are at least several rooms that are very neat and clean.

The two Taoist priests sat opposite each other, and one said, "Brother Dao, do you think something is wrong in this temple?"

Chen Niwan laughed: "Didn't you think this place is wrong for a long time? Otherwise, if you don't go on a good road, why are you here to go and go to?"

Wang Wenqing smiled and said, "Just just now, looking at the guys following the abbot, with a ferocious and bloody look, they don't look like good people! Maybe the disappearance of those women is related to them!"

"The so-called "being neither bald nor poisonous, the more bald you become more poisonous. What my junior brother said makes sense. Could it be that this temple is a lustful cave..."

"Brother Dao, don't look at the joke. What we are asking about is probably the evil gods. What dragon king here has been sacrificed by people decades ago..."

"Haha. Just kidding. My junior brother took Yan Yun back. I don't know how many gods and ghosts on the ground are unable to sit steadily. We brothers should also share our worries!"

As they said that, they looked at each other and laughed loudly. They were in a daze and disappeared.

When I came out again, I was already in a spiritual realm, and there was a layer of thick fog floating everywhere.

However, this thick fog blocked the sight of ordinary souls. But it could not block the two masters of Taoism at all. They walked in one direction with great strides, and in just a few steps, they had already arrived at a gloomy and deep sea. The sound of waves rose and fell, and the entire sea seemed to lead to an unknown far-reaching place.

"Since we know we are here, why pretend to be a ghost? Do you think this can stop me and wait?"

The sea hidden in the depths of the thick fog roared, and countless waves surged, making roars like thunder.

"Stinky Taoist priest, we don't miss the water of the well. Why do you have to force each other again? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

Chen Niwan sneered: "You evil god, dare to use a woman to sacrifice blood? Are you really not afraid of the laws of the heavenly rule? Do you dare to tell me that the well water does not violate the river water? Today I will definitely do my best to do the heaven!"

As he said that, a cloud rushed up from above his head, turning into dragons and tigers fighting each other. Suddenly, a sharp thunder sound cracked. The entire spiritual world was turbulent and uneasy, and the originally gloomy fog disappeared without a trace under your thunder.

The thunder, as thick as a bucket, burst straight into the sea.

It was like a cannonball bombing into the sea, exploding white waves all over the sky, and with a loud roar, a huge dragon appeared faintly from the sea water.

Wang Wenqing also took action: "Yaksha in the thunder, crows in the clouds, reggae, reggae, quickly. I am following the laws and orders of Emperor Leizu."

There is a strange and ugly Thunder God who looks like a singer, with a phoenix mouth and eyes, a red hair and a red body, a golden seal script all over his body, and a dragon's claw. He wears a Tian Ding crown on his head, a red skirt and a green wind belt. He holds the Emperor's Order in his left hand, and a commando to summon Thunder God's Soap Flag in his right hand. He crosses the well and wooden bark.

As soon as he came out, he bowed to Wang Wenqing: "I will hear the order!"

Wang Wenqing also returned the favor: "I'm sorry, God!"

The god general just gave a gift and waved the flag in his hand and saw a flash of lightning. He faintly saw that there seemed to be a portal in the lightning. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded by lightning were roaring out and rushing towards the dragon!

"Okay, okay. The so-called Shangfu Tianshi really treats himself as the Emperor of Heaven, and does not leave any way for us, the gods of the North. Brothers, what are you waiting for? Fight with them?"

With a loud scream, ambushes rose up, and countless shrimp soldiers and crabs emerged from the sea. The heavenly soldiers shone with faint light, and several groups of divine lights appeared.

.............

"There is actually a prototype of a dark world here," Master Wen walked in this dull and dark world with his hands in his arms. A gust of bone-scraping wind that was tight like a gust of it did not cause any trouble to Master Wen.

Under his feet are pieces of white bones, half buried in the wind and sand. However, they are blown up by the strong wind, disintegrating in the air, turning into smaller sand and dust.

The strong wind carries these fine sand and blows on the face, which can make all souls scatter.

However, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Master Wen Da, which isolated all the wind and sand, and could not get close to him at all.

From time to time, thunder rolled past the sky, and you could vaguely see gaps on the sky. Although it was covered by a force, it was still unwilling to disappear, and occasionally a ray of lightning was sprayed out.

Master Wen has been here. He has a little ridiculous feeling because he feels a familiar absurdity.

He looked up at the sky, and it seemed that the god of death had recovered a lot so quickly. Looking at the blood light floating in the whole world, he could tell without asking what method this guy was using to recover.

"We are divided into thirteen tribes. They all believe in the god of death. But they do not live together. They are distributed between the vast places between the Tongshan Mountain and the rainforest, and they will occasionally be connected..."

This was what the old wizard told Master Wen when he surrendered.

"Every tribe has a battle robe of death. When we die, we will return to this battle robe..."

And now the place where Master Wen Da is walking is in such a battle robe. Needless to ask, the so-called battle robe is just the spiritual world.

Unexpectedly, this God of Death has the ability to open up so many spiritual worlds. If he is given hundreds of years, he might be able to combine these spiritual worlds into one and completely take shape in the dark world.

However, in this catastrophe, it seems that the unlucky god suffered a considerable loss. The most unlucky person was targeted by Master Wen as his prey. He was destined to fail to accomplish such great achievements...

In front of me is a mountain with masters, and countless tiny souls like ants are climbing upwards with their backs.

At the top of the mountain, there is a huge city under construction and it looks like it is already of scale.

It seemed that he had discovered the arrival of Master Wen, and a team of dozens of guards came over with great courage. Before he could get close, dozens of stones roared over.

This is the stone that many tribes like to use the most. Even in the spiritual world, it is still powerful.

However, Master Wen only shook his body and disappeared. When he appeared again, he waved his sleeves and a ray of light passed by. All these war soul guards collapsed and became tiny pieces, but there was no chance of rebirth.

"Kill..." More guards rushed towards Master Wen.

"How many people are? I'm not afraid of you!" He smiled slightly, his sleeves shook, and thousands of ghost soldiers from Middle-earth showed up.

They had distinct armor and their weapons were even sharper. They were lined up in neat formations and pressed over step by step.

Compared to these chaotic indigenous war spirits, although they are all strong, they are completely crushed by these Middle-earth ghost soldiers, regardless of organization to equipment.

Almost before getting close, the arrow rain shot over, causing most of the indigenous war spirits to directly turn into black gas and return to the top of the mountain to be reborn again. The rest were even more flooded by the entire formation by contact, just like two stones were thrown into the sea, churning a few inconspicuous waves.

The army advanced silently and barely reached the foot of the mountain. The reborn war souls came again, but they were even more vulnerable and returned to the top of the mountain to be reborn.

The huge gap in civilization and the gap in divine power made these warriors fierce, but in the face of the heavily organized battle formation, they were like native chickens and dogs.

The slaves around who carried stones up the mountain avoided and made way for a highway. The ghost soldiers from Middle-earth did not stop and once again wiped out the entire battle souls on the hillside.

This time, at least one-tenth of the war soul was not reborn. Even if it was supported by divine power, the general soul strength could not support infinite rebirth.

Then after the battle at the top of the mountain, at least one-third of the souls of the battle were scattered and completely dissipated.

When the army of Zhongdi surrounded the city-state on the top of the mountain, they even came out to kill each other. The natives had no chance to turn the tables.

At this time, Master Wen appeared in a stern manner. He led his army all the way into the city built by huge rocks like a leisurely stroll, and he was like destroying the enemy. Then he came to the front of a huge pyramid.
Chapter completed!