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Chapter two hundred and eighteenth one palm covers the sun and the moon

In the dark Beimian, a terrifying power suddenly rose up, and in the blink of an eye it spread out in all directions.

The sun, which had already sagged west, seemed to be frightened by the master of this momentum, and disappeared into the western sky in a daze.

"How could such a majestic ghost aura appear in Beim? Damn, it's the old demon in Black Mountain!" A scream came from a luxurious hall in the Great Zhou Palace.

In addition to the speakers, there were many people in the hall, and they looked at Kitasu Mountain outside Kyoto with ugly expressions.

Tieying and Yuan Guangxiao, who were just talking to the person who was talking, were also a little lucky, but they didn't ask for help but expose the matter directly to the Dazhou worship hall, otherwise today's affairs would be difficult.

"Hmph, it's fine if the old demon in Black Mountain occupies the dark world, but he still wants to erode the sun. Do you really think that the four hundred years of inheritance of my Great Week are for nothing?

Someone came to invite the emperor to the Six Seals. I will meet this Heishan Master today to see how much he is.

Except for the five offerings to King Jing, seven offerings to King Chengyang and the god-catching iron eagle, the rest of the people went out of the city with me to annihilate the deployment of the old demon in the Black Mountains."

Looking at the enthronement hall where the eight wise kings were enthroned, all the worshipers in the hall wisely shut their mouths and chose to follow the orders.

This Eight Virtuous King is the emperor's uncle who is today. He is full of Taoism and even the top of the Taoist True Lord. He cooperates with the magic weapons and secret techniques collected by the Great Zhou Dynasty and once fought head-on with the Great Confucians to reach a draw.

Now, with the blessing of the dragon energy from the Six Seals of the Emperor, if the old demon in Black Mountain is at a loss today, he will probably be defeated and cannot return the situation.

The Great Zhou has not been able to stand until now. The reason why the demon monk Pudu Cihang dares to act as recklessly as the original work is because the royal family is protected by the white jade pillar of the royal family.

Otherwise, you think that Pudu Cihang, who recited Buddhist scriptures, is really a vegetarian.

At the post station in the city, Wang Yu, who was standing on the second floor of the post station, first looked at the old demons in Black Mountain who were showing off his might in Beim with his heavenly eyes, and then turned his head to glance at the group of people who had already risen into the sky in the palace.

With his eyesight, he analyzed the two sides of this fight in just a moment, and who would smile and say the last one?

The Black Mountain Old Demon is worthy of being the old demon among the world. Although he is a ghost cultivator, his foundation in his body is not inferior to that of a big sect like Yan Chixia.

With such a foundation, coupled with its Ghost Emperor realm cultivation comparable to the Taoist Heavenly Master, the hidden powers of the Great Zhou royal family are probably going to suffer a great loss this time.

To be honest, even if Wang Yu himself had no attack methods to restrain ghosts such as thunder in his palm, Samadhi True Fire, etc., he would not be able to guarantee that he could defeat the old monster in Black Mountain.

If there were no these two magical channels, Wang Yu could at most ensure that he could escape from the old demon of Heishan with his current immortal cultivation and the martial arts cultivation of the Grandmaster realm.

However, since seeing the depth of the old demon in Black Mountain, Wang Yu's last concern was gone.

The Black Mountain old monster, revered as the demons and ghosts in the world, has stopped at the Ghost Emperor realm, so the other monsters and ghosts must be even more unbearable.

No matter how deep the three sects of Taoism, the four sects of Confucianism are, Wang Yu has already seen their weaknesses and reality from the point of their failure to overthrow the demons in the world.

This world is afraid that there are no immortals, and the immortals, Buddhas and sages in the sky may have disappeared without a trace like the world of Uncle Jiu.

But the specific situation remains to be explored.

Just when Wang Yu wanted to understand everything, many of the worshipers in the Great Zhou worship hall had already flew out of Kyoto and arrived at the foot of Mangshan Mountain.

Looking at Beimang Mountain where the yin energy covers the sky and the sun and the many demons and monsters hiding in the yin energy, the masters of the Great Zhou worship hall tried their best to attack without saying a word.

The vast blood, shocking sword light, vast magic power, and dozens of powerful attacks instantly cut through the barrier of the Yin Qi, clearing a large area of ​​the dense monsters and monsters inside the Yin Qi.

But with the entire Hell as the backing of the Black Mountain army, countless demons and monsters surged out in an instant, filling the vacancy that had just appeared.

Faced with this situation, the masters of the Great Zhou worship hall had no other way except to bury their heads and attack again.

But before their second round of offensive fell on the ghosts, dozens of figures of various shapes emerged from the Black Mountain army to face a group of masters in the worship hall.

As the Ghost Emperor who has occupied hell for a hundred years, how could the old demon in Black Mountain be alone?

To be honest, if it weren't for the thoughts of these generals under his command, the old monster of Black Mountain actually did not have the idea of ​​avenging the Erwuzi, the second-five-child of Shusuro.

Looking at the many masters of the worship hall who were trapped in entanglement, the Eight Virtues of the worship hall looked very ugly. Unexpectedly, the old demon of the Black Mountain had gathered such a large force in just a century.

If it weren't for the fact that the Great Zhou side had an extraordinary existence, they would have lost a lot today, and the foundation of the Great Zhou would have been shaken!

"The heaven and earth are in the limit, listen to my orders. Ten thousand chariots will be born, and the wind and clouds will be added. The old demon of Black Mountain will take me a dragon fist - unification of mountains and rivers."

With the Eight Wise King shouting, the Six Seals of Emperors floating around him with jade ze suddenly shone brightly, and six hundred-foot dragons suddenly jumped out of the Six Seals of Emperors and bit the old demon of Black Mountain sitting leisurely among the ghosts.

Wherever six giant dragons passed, the ghosts were scattered by the dragon's might and the dragon's energy.

Even the great demons entangled in many worship halls were easily torn to pieces by one of the dragons because of the obstacles.

For a moment, the situation on the battlefield in Beim suddenly tilted towards the Great Zhou side, which made many entourages in the worship hall feel excited and their power was even more than three points in the past when they took action.

If the great demons who were entangled with them had not been concerned about the famous reputation of the old monster in the Black Mountain, they would probably have fled in panic now.

However, this scene quickly turned into a passing cloud.

Facing the six hundred-foot dragons that were biting at it, the old Black Mountain demon's butt didn't move from the skull throne under its crotch. In the blink of an eye, six evil-inspired dead lights condensed, grinding the six hundred-foot dragons into dust.

"The Eight Virtuous Kings of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but that's it. If you don't have any new tricks, don't blame me for opening my mouth to swallow you and wait for some nourishment." The old demon of Heishan, who was smiling strangely, looked at the many worship halls in front of him seriously. After swallowing these powerful monks to replenish them, his strength should be further, right?

Licking his tongue, the hungry old monster of Black Mountain was not talking nonsense. A ghostly hand covering the sky and the sun was formed under its control and slapped at the Eight Virtue Kings.
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