Lindong.

"It's true that it's not dead."

Bai Shizhi looked solemn, and he lowered his head and looked at the immortal position in his arms.

This curse and killing technique is very fierce. Under these three bows, no matter how many people and immortals you are, you will die.

When the Qingyuan theory starts with Taoism, it may not be as profound as that of a human being, but his fate is different and there are opportunities. Otherwise, how can the saints be valued?

Regarding the immortality of the Three Deeds, the ancestors of Bai had already expected that they could use this technique to easily succeed and destroy the great disaster in Qingyuan.

Although it was expected, Bai Shizhi used the magic to curse and kill Qingyuan. He knew that it was powerful and found that Qingyuan was still undead. For Bai Shizhi, he was inevitably shocked.

He calmed down his mind, and his eyes gradually became cold, looking at the slightly scattered but not destroyed in front of him.

Even if you have a strong life, a fairy who has been able to achieve enlightenment for thousands of years is determined to make a living. Can you, a person who has not yet attained enlightenment and become an immortal, really survive?

The previous three bows were just to find Qingyuan in the dark, and use the connection between the curse and kill method to completely fix Qingyuan and the blood token on the altar, so that it was impossible to escape.

Next, Bai's killer move.

...

Keep the righteous gate.

The head of Shouzheng frowned slightly and said, "Someone has noticed Lindong Bai's thoughts, and it seems that he wants to stop it..."

"Stop Bai's curse and kill Qingyuan?" Hongche asked, "Is this person a friend of Qingyuan?"

Before the head of Shouzheng spoke, he heard Hongshuo shake his head and say, "If you want to save you, you may not be friends with you."

Hongche was also a common person, so he immediately woke up and said, "So that's it."

Qingyuan is a disaster in the world, but for other monks, Qingyuan is a treasure. As long as he is killed, the importance of merit will be unimaginable.

The one who wanted to save Qingyuan was just to prevent this fate from falling into the hands of the Lindong Bai family, and intentionally kill Qingyuan with his own hands to seize the fortune.

"These cultivators have been blinded by the word "merit" and their interests are blinded, and they do not know the overall situation..." Shouzheng said coldly: "Hongshuo, go and stop Lu Bojiang and Hongche of Shu Kingdom, you recruit a few senior brothers and go to Lindong quickly to protect that altar, and stop other cultivators from stepping into Lindong. Violators... kill them!"

...

Qingyuan stretched out his hand and threw it out several pieces of talisman paper, stopping the monks from all sides.

He originally wanted to do his best to attack and use the power of thunder to kill all the people from all sides in an instant, but he didn't know when the killing move of Lindong Bai's family would come... If he had made a killing move just when he was trying his best, he would have no power to resist, and he would probably die immediately.

Therefore, he still hesitated in his heart.

Fortunately, the cultivators who came here were not considered to be well-versed in Taoism, and there was only one real person, which was not enough to make Qingyuan do his best... At this moment, most of his energy was spent in his body, taking precautions, and only a few minds controlled the means of paper-cutting as horses to deal with the visitor.

"Lindong Bai Family..."

Kiyohara gritted her teeth slightly.

...

Towards the True Mountain.

Watch by caring for smoke.

Ge Yu'er's face was pale, and she looked at the cracked divination plate and remembered the fourth page of Zique Baolu.

That was a page that she could not reach, but as she became the Yin God, she could barely display it.

But this Taoist technique is a secret taboo and is extraordinary.

"gentlemen……"

Ge Yu'er sighed, and a ray of perseverance suddenly flashed in her eyes.

She raised her hands, tender and fair, like onion jade. She picked up the piece of talisman paper, took a deep breath, and threw it into the air.

A pair of white jade-like palms passed through one trajectory after another, forming a white and illusory afterimage.

In an instant, stars flashed.

Countless blue and white star lights fell on the front of the talisman paper, and then emerged from the back, between her dancing hands.

...

Lindong.

The white momentum is so that I close my eyes slightly.

Success or failure is here.

As long as you succeed, both the ancestors and the head of the Bai family who are the casters will gain amazing benefits, and the road to practice in the future will be smooth.

I think he had already arranged the order before the gods were enthroned. Now, he has penetrated into the Three Kingdoms, promoting the changes in the Three Kingdoms and promoting the pace of the gods in the world. What he does is to say is merit.

Now as long as you curse and kill Qingyuan, the merits you gain will never be inferior to the great merits you gained from Lindong Bai's years of promoting the great power of the gods.

"In other words, the weight of Qingyuan alone in the world is even better than the influence of the entire Bai family on the world."

Bai Shizhi felt a little self-deprecating and whispered: "It's really unfair."

He lowered his head, looked at the position of the immortal god in his arms, and said, "Old ancestor, this is the point."

This immortal throne made of gloomy divine trees has countless gods condensed with incense, and inside is the consciousness of the ancestors of the Bai family.

Bai Shizhi opened his mouth, and this god transformed by the ancestors of the Bai family must have known it.

But there was no response at all on the immortal throne.

Because cursing kills Qingyuan is crucial, even the ancestor of Bai, who has already attained enlightenment and became an immortal, is unwilling to be distracted, even if he just says one more thing.

Seeing this, Bai Shizhi looked awe-inspiring and wanted to throw the immortal throne forward. However, at this moment, he seemed to notice something, frowned slightly, and swept across the world.

But he was very knowledgeable and knew the twists and turns, so he ignored it.

No matter who it is, if you want to disturb your own curse and kill Qingyuan, the Shouzhengdao Sect over there will not sit idly by.

Bai Shizhi withdrew his gaze and also stopped his thoughts.

I saw the head of the Lindong Bai clan throwing the immortal throne that the Bai clan had been worshipped for many years forward.

The immortal throne suddenly turned into a black light and fell on the face of the grass man in front of him.

There is an old token on the face of the straw man.

This token was once obtained by Qingyuan, and later Qingyuan's blood penetrated into it.

Now the spiritual position of the ancestor of the Bai family is tightly attached to the ancient token.

A loud bang!

Countless hazy smoke and dust burst out from the spiritual position.

That is not smoke and dust, but incense and vows.

That is the devout faith of the Bai family worshipping ancestors for thousands of years.

That is the essence of this incense god.

Although he is still in the nine heavens and has not yet exceeded the limit of the human world, he has awesome power.

Bai Shizhi couldn't help but reveal a heavy look.

Because he knew that the body of the god worshipped by the Bai family incense was being destroyed.

The spiritual position transformed by the gloomy divine wood was pasted on the ancient token. The incense gods inside burned out all their incense wishes and enveloped the straw man.

The incense god disappeared.

But a wisp of thought in the gods belongs to the immortal soul.

This immortal soul, wrapped by incense and vows, isolates its influence on the world, follows the "path" of the previous three prayers of the arts... and follows this dark connection towards Qingyuan, and then destroys its yang god.

"My thousand-year-old incense savings of my Bai family have been completely destroyed today."

"My ancestor of Bai's family was a Taoist immortal family and damaged the soul of the immortal family."

"I do this just to kill you."

Bai Shizhi's eyes were slightly condensed and he whispered: "Seven Killings, it's time for you to rest in peace."

A bang!

The grass man collapsed and turned into countless debris.

The hazy smoke and dust disappear.

...

Towards the True Mountain.

Watch by caring for smoke.

Ge Yu'er's hands danced, but saw the light of the stars, seeping into the talisman paper, and then emerged from the back, falling on her delicate and fair hands...

She was light and pale.

She is charming.

A touching heart.
To be continued...