Chapter 1543: Destroying the national division, the emperor is in danger
Although Jiang Hao's own strength has reached the early stage of the Golden Pill, his soul strength has reached the high level of the Golden Pill because of his cultivation with Death Girl. However, according to Laoshan's magic technique, his current strength can only ask a god of Star Lord to possess him and descend to earth.
For example, the old Taoist Xuan Ji and the true man Yuheng, they correspond to the Xuan Ji Star Lord and the Yuheng Star Lord among the Big Dipper.
But in the Heavenly Court, Xingjun can only be considered a department-level cadre or even a deputy department. Emperor Qin Guan is at the deputy national level, and his strength and cultivation are more than a few levels away. Jiang Hao asked Emperor Qin Guan to take great risks.
But he could only invite Emperor Qin Guan, or he would only dare to invite Emperor Qin Guan. Now that the immortal road is blocked, the evil spirits in this world are everywhere. Please invite other Star Lords, Heavenly Lords, God Lords, etc. Ninety percent of them would not pay attention to you, and Jiang Hao would not dare to gamble.
The chance of losing bet is too high.
The only thing he had confidence was to invite Emperor Qin Guan, because his official position of the City God was granted by Emperor Qin Guan, and every time he contracted ghosts and demons, he also invited Emperor Qin Guan, which showed that Emperor Qin Guan was not afraid of being in the lower realm.
But for him, if Emperor Qin Guan goes to the world, his soul may not be able to withstand it. If he can't bear it, he may be protruded. In the mild case, the soul is seriously injured, and in the severe case, the soul is destroyed.
Unlike physical damage, physical damage Jiang Hao also has super recovery ability. The destruction of both souls and souls is the most devastating damage for immortals. He does not even have the chance of reincarnation and reincarnation, and it directly dissipates between heaven and earth.
However, Jiang Hao had already made up his mind and fought hard.
Must be requested.
His only confidence is the "one life" rewarded by the system.
Jiang Hao quickly recited the spell:
"I would like to invite Emperor Qin Guan, the Emperor of the Five Spirits of Miaole, the Golden Immortal of the Great, ride a golden dragon, step on a purple lotus, hold a sword in his hand, collect evil spirits, command the heavenly soldiers, and follow the nine stars to follow the rules. Dare to do something and save all the people. Why are the gods not convinced? Why are the ghosts not surprised? I would like to recite my magic spell. I would like to invite Emperor Qin Guan, the Emperor of the Five Spirits of Miaole!"
As Jiang Hao sang, his aura became more and more powerful. Old Taoist Xuan Ji and Master Yuheng looked at each other. Both of them saw the surprise and worry in each other's eyes, "Is junior brother trying to ask the Emperor to come down to earth? How can he bear it!"
"Junior brother is fighting hard. Even if he has the position of the City God God, how can he bear the power of the Emperor!" said Yuheng Zhenren.
At the same time, the Tathagata Dharma Image turned into by the national master, the Tathagata's divine palm was getting closer and closer to Jiang Hao. When it reached Jiang Hao's head, it had become as big as a hill and smashed heavily towards Jiang Hao.
Huh~!
Tathagata slapped the golden palm, bringing out a hurricane, blowing Jiang Hao's clothes to flew.
At this moment, Jiang Hao's spell casting has not been completed. If he was hit by the national master Tathagata's magic palm, he would definitely die on the spot. Old Taoist Xuan Ji immediately shouted:
"We will cast spells together to block the Buddha's palms and protect the Dharma for the junior brother!"
Brush ~!
Countless magic weapons, flying swords and magic spells hit Tathagata's magic palm and the national master again.
The national teacher snorted coldly!
"open!"
The Buddha's palm slapped out with force and smashed the magic weapons hard. Suddenly, several monks who were in the front were smashed away. Because the magic weapons were controlled by them, they were seriously injured, and some even spitted blood and flew backwards.
However, it also had an effect. The Tathagata's magic palm disappeared, and the national master had to use his palm again.
This time, the others could no longer stop it, but just halfway through the Buddha's palm, the national master was surprised to find that his falling palm encountered a huge resistance.
How could the national master be willing to do it? He wanted to shoot this damn little thief into meat sauce at one time.
"Boom~!"
suddenly,
A powerful divine power fell from the sky, and everyone was shocked with a look of awe. This divine power was as powerful as they had never felt before, pure and mighty.
The Jindan monks opened their eyes wide in surprise and saw a figure suddenly rising from Jiang Hao's body. The figure became bigger and bigger, and finally became twenty feet tall, just standing tall.
I saw the god wearing an imperial crown on his head, with twenty-four tassels trembling slightly, wearing a crimson purple robe, embroidered dragon and phoenix patterns on his body. The dragon and phoenixes with these patterns were as if they were alive, and they were still dancing constantly. The god was quite young, heroic and elegant, with a dignified appearance, and his eyes were peaceful and majestic.
First, he glanced at the monks around him. However, this glance made everyone feel awe from the bottom of their hearts, and many people bowed quickly.
"I've seen the Emperor's Dharma Frame!"
Although this is just a clone invited, this is also the real Emperor of Heaven, and perhaps the highest god they can truly see in this life.
Emperor Qin Guan withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the Tathagata Dharma body transformed by the national master who was stunned, and said softly, "A little centipede spirit dares to pretend to be Tathagata. He is so bold."
There is endless majesty in his tone.
After the Emperor finished speaking, he slapped a palm at the Tathagata's Dharma body. This palm was exactly the same as the two Tathagata's magic palms that the national master hit Jiang Hao just now. The Emperor's palm became bigger in the air, like a mountain and a mountain, and at the same time, he also had endless divine power and patted the Dharma body heavily.
The national master wanted to hide, but he found that he could not move at all.
"God of your life, I dare not. It's not easy for me to practice, so I'll spare me, ah!"
The national teacher begged loudly.
boom!
Without a moment of hesitation, the giant palm slapped heavily on the body of Tathagata. A ball of golden light burst out from the body of Tathagata, and then exploded. The national master had practiced magic power for more than a thousand years, absorbed the luck of the court, and absorbed the incense and vows, all of which were gone at this moment.
When the giant palm was retracted, everyone was surprised to find that there was a huge handprint dozens of feet long on the ground. Among the handprints, there was a giant centipede about 20 or 30 feet long. Everyone immediately understood that this must be the centipede spirit of the national teacher.
However, at this moment, the centipede spirit did not move at all, and there was no breath. People knew that the centipede spirit had been directly beaten to death by the emperor and its soul was destroyed.
At the same time, at the moment when the centipede monster died, the thousands of monk soldiers who were still fighting around suddenly disappeared.
These monk soldiers were transformed by the national master with resentment and anger. Now that he is dead, the monk soldiers he transformed naturally disappear.
After slapping the national master to death, the Emperor slowly turned around, looked at Jiang Hao, who was floating in the air with his eyes closed, and then disappeared.
Jiang Hao's body lost its support and fell from the sky.
Everyone knew that Jiang Hao had fainted at a glance. Yuheng Zhenren reacted quickly, and released the flying sword, held it under Jiang Hao, and then placed Jiang Hao on the ground.
The others immediately came around and found that Jiang Hao was closing his eyes and breathing faintly. Master Yuheng frowned and asked, "Senior Brother, will there be no accident in junior brother?"
He naturally knew the serious consequences of overclocking the use of the magic trick.
The old Taoist Xuan Ji touched Jiang Hao's vein, and after a while, he said, "The rest is fine, but the soul is so weak. I don't know if it has been injured now. I just want the ancestor to bless you."
"Please go to the six emperors of Qin Guan to come down to earth. This is not something that we, a little golden elixir monk, can bear." Yu Heng sighed.
The others looked at Jiang Hao, and now they were all admiration.
"Now that Centipede Spirit National Master has been eliminated, I don't know what to do next?" someone asked.
Everyone looked at Jiang Hao who was unconscious again. He was the one who was in charge. He was in a coma now, and no one knew what to do.
"First clean the battlefield, find a place to settle down, and wait for Lord Chenghuang to wake up. If he is really seriously injured, what are we going to think about other things?" said Qi Ming, the head of Shushan.
Others nodded one after another.
Naturally, the juniors deal with the matter of cleaning the battlefield. They have a lot of people and they can handle it quickly. The huge centipede spirit was also stored in a storage magic weapon. The group of people soon came to a Taoist temple in Zhengding to settle down.
As for the other disciples, they were asked to return to their respective City God Temple and Mountain Gate first. The Taoist temple only left a dozen powerful Jindan men and Jiang Hao's subordinates.
After Jiang Hao was settled, Master Yuheng quickly withdrew. Old Taoist Xuan Ji looked at his junior brother. Master Yuheng nodded and said, "I have used the best pill for my junior brother to heal my soul, hoping it will work."
The old Taoist Xuan Ji nodded.
At this time, the true man Xuanzhen looked at Xuan Ji and asked, "Didn't you say that your Laoshan magical technique is not effective now? Why can the City God invite the gods to come, or the Qin Guan Da Tianzun?"
Old Taoist Xuan Ji couldn't figure it out, "Maybe it's because of the identity of the junior brother Chenghuang."
"What should we do now?" someone asked.
"Wait, wait until the City God wakes up."
......
Jiang Hao was in a coma at this moment. This time he tried hard to use the magic technique. At that time, he only felt a divine power coming down. He had only had time to shock and completely fainted.
Yes,
Very dizzy.
Later, when the Emperor killed the centipede demon, he had no consciousness at all, it was just the Emperor himself who did it.
In fact, this is definitely a kind of protection for Jiang Hao, otherwise with his current soul strength, how could he withstand the divine power of the Emperor?
The moment the Emperor possessed his soul, his fate would definitely be to be burst and his soul would be destroyed.
Even now, Jiang Hao's soul was seriously injured, but he would not die. The elixir of Yuheng gave him a pill, which did have a little effect on his soul recovery, but it might take some time to wake up.
Just when Jiang Hao was in a coma, something big happened in the capital.
Many ministers died tragically at home, and Qi Kongs were bleeding and tragic, and crying sounds came from many homes.
Not only that,
Even the palace was in trouble. The emperor suddenly had bleeding from his mouth and nose, fell to the ground and fell into a coma. The palace was in chaos and hurriedly asked the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat it.
The capital city was instantly filled with wind and cranes, and the imperial guards sealed the gates.
Chapter completed!