Chapter 639 Uninvited
Those evil spirits used to be hidden in the deepest part of the Abi Throne. But under the mantra, there is nothing to hide.
At this time, Zong Shou used his spiritual sense to detect repeatedly, and performed several secret methods in succession, but he was nowhere to be seen, so he was completely relieved.
It's just that the Abi Emperor's Throne at this time gives people a sense of incomparable emptiness, and even has a tyrannical force, spontaneously dispersing to the surroundings.
Zong Shou frowned slightly, let go of his spiritual thoughts, and sensed his surroundings. I just feel that there are countless ghosts outside Qiantian City, which are attracted.
It's just that most of them had just approached Qiantian Mountain City, and their souls were shattered by a mighty masculine force.
Some ghosts who are a little bit more sensible have never approached, but they are also outside the city wall of Qiantian Mountain, lingering.
This thing is indeed an evil weapon!
For this Abi throne, Yin slaves must be imprisoned in order to fight against its power.
And this thing also has an inexplicable attraction to ghosts and resentment.
Although Yin slaves are not allowed to be free, they can use the throne of Abi to nourish themselves, and they are not afraid of the danger of perishing.
Zong Shou shook his head, then looked towards the direction of Xie Linggou in the distance.
Just right! In a few days, he was going to clean up this evil place left by the ancients, and he dealt with it together today!
A sliver of thought penetrated in, controlling the Abi Throne, gathering all the power in one place. Then he made a sudden move in the direction dozens of miles away.
In an instant, only a few roars were heard. A series of Yin Jiaos with a body length of hundreds of feet were taken out of the evil spirit ditch one after another.
At first I don't know why. Constantly struggling. After a while. Only then did he vaguely feel the presence of the Abi Emperor.
Pausing in the air for a while, he carefully identified the air machine. There was a sound of tremors that shook the sky, and the body rushed up more than three thousand feet in the scorching sun, and then fell down violently! To the top of the Qiantian Mountain, he fell down.
The number is actually fifty or sixty, and the momentum is frightening. Fortunately, he didn't hurt anyone, he only went towards Abi's throne.
One by one was imported into it, and it disappeared without a trace. And this Abi Throne is also radiant again.
Zong Shou made a careful distinction. Under the throne, about sixty-two Yin Jiaos were suppressed, all above the ninth rank.
At this time, in the evil spirit ditch, there are still many evil spirits of Yin Jiao, flying up one after another. I also want to vote here.
Zong Shou was already disdainful, and only saw some good-looking ones who were expected to advance to Yinlong and let them go.
For the rest, they directly used the protective spirit array to block it, and then used the Emperor Fengjue to mobilize the kingly aura to push it away.
There are also those who don't wink and don't know good or bad, so they just swung their swords, cutting the sky. Kill those Yin Jiaos completely!
Those monks also had sharp eyesight. Still sitting cross-legged in the ruins of the Chongzheng Palace full of rubble. Continue to chant the scriptures.
The Sanskrit sound spread out, like a layer of golden ripples, spreading around.
Around Qiantian Mountain, almost all the evil spirits that came into contact with it retreated and dodged one after another. If you can't avoid it, it will directly die on the spot.
It took half an hour for this incident to gradually stop. The sky near Qiantian Mountain also returned to silence again.
Zong Shou smiled, knowing that the matter was over. Sixty-two yin dragons of the ninth rank. Or it can't compare to the royal families of the six countries who were sacrificed by blood, but they are equivalent to an elite army of 100,000 to 200,000. Repression continues, with the help of Qiantian Mountain's spiritual formation, even if the force exceeds three or five times this number, it can be stopped.
It can really lock the luck of a country. It will not repeat the same mistakes that one Xue family can easily control Qiantian Mountain.
The matter of the throne is settled. Zong Shou thanked the benevolent Fang: "Today, I really want to thank Master and all eminent monks for their help! Although there is a previous agreement between you and me, it is difficult to express our gratitude. In this way, within three years, ten thousand Buddhas will be in the sky. You can let Buddhist sects build ten Buddhist temples in Yunlu to the east of me, and I will issue another 13,000 degrees in Tianshan Mountain."
The corners of Ci Fang's lips twitched slightly when he heard that, thinking that this Demon King is really not an ordinary 'Great Fang'. Rewarding the Buddhist temple, you still need to pay for it yourself to build it.
However, he was also happy in his heart. About six thousand years ago, the Buddhist sect was at its peak in the cloud world.
It is said that 10% of the world's population, 30% are Buddhists. Among these 30%, at least 10% are monks who received precepts.
Such a grand occasion annoyed an emperor and began to destroy Buddha in the cloud realm. And the Buddhism, Confucianism and demons also fell into trouble.
In the end, although it has not reached the point of collapse, it is still damaged.
Since then, the number of Buddhist temples in the world has also been fixed, and they cannot be increased at will.
Previously, Yunlu in the east was the territory of Lingyun Sect, and the Buddha Sect was even more guarded against it. There are only a dozen or so buildings in the entire east facing area.
Zong Shou's move is really kind. And more importantly, the right to distribute is in the hands of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sky Realm.
"Thank you, sir, for your kindness! In fact, today I entrusted you with kindness, and I have gained a lot of merit by waiting for these people. It is a matter of mutual benefit—"
While the two were talking, there was another loud noise in the sky. In the sky, bursts of air explosions were caused, causing countless clouds to gather at the wound.
Zong Shou and Ci Fang looked at each other, and they could see the astonishment in each other's eyes.
This is, Long Ming?
Not those Yin Jiaos, but real dragons!
Not in the mood to speak anymore, Zong Shou looked up. But after a while, I saw a huge dark blue dragon head, sighing from the clouds. He looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the throne of Abi.
First, he shook his head, a little puzzled. Then it suddenly pierced down from the clouds, revealing a huge body.
The protective spirit array of Qiantian Mountain was only blocked for a moment before being forcibly penetrated by it.
As if entering no one's land, came to the top of the mountain, causing gusts of wind. With his body twisted and twisted, he rushed into the throne of Ah Bi.
Zong Shou's mind was completely messed up, staring blankly at Emperor Abi in front of him.
This is Yinlong, the Yinlong in Yinlong Valley!
Judging by its strength, it has clearly exceeded the scope of the spirit realm! But why did this evil obstacle come here? Voluntarily be enslaved by the Avici Throne.
Could it be that Yinlong Valley can no longer support it?
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, tentatively moved the Abi Throne, and then his expression became even more livid.
If the imperial envoy doesn't move, it won't be able to affect this Yinlong at all!
Just like a toubob, he is alone in a corner of the throne, breathing a trace of white breath from his mouth. The rest of the Yin Jiao stayed far away and did not dare to approach.
Seemingly dissatisfied with Zong Shou's actions, a pair of dragon eyes stared at him coldly, with surprise in them.
However, Xiao Ri on Zong Shou's shoulder also reacted immediately. The hairs all over his body stood on end, he bared his teeth and let out a low growl towards the throne.
The Yinlong was obviously taken aback, then let out a snort and let out a rough breath. He retracted his head and ignored Zong Shou.
Zong Shou's face changed and changed, it was extremely ugly. He asked Cifang to invite many eminent monks to do this ritual, firstly to show compassion for the royal families of the six countries, and secondly because he didn't want to raise a bunch of ghosts and grudges under his seat.
Unexpectedly, after the royal families of the six countries were saved, they would lure wolves into the house, which was counterproductive.
Anyway, he didn't dare to sit on this imperial chair for a while.
Who knows if this yin dragon will rise up suddenly, get out of this chair, and swallow Zong Shou in one gulp?
Thinking of this Yin dragon's good nature to eat blood, and the people in this city are in danger of becoming the prey of this dragon, it's even more of a headache.
Zhao Yanran looked at the golden seat, then at Zong Shou who was in a daze, and immediately chuckled, gloating: "Ah, this is great. With the suppression of Yinlong, Qiantian Mountain will definitely be safe for the country and the people."
Ci Fang also looked at Zong Shou with great pity, thinking that this Qiantian Demon King is really unlucky.
But it can only be comforted verbally: "This evil animal has the power of the fairyland, which is far beyond what we can handle. However, you can rest assured that the Abi Throne is actually more than enough to meet the needs of the Yinlong. It is expected that they will not easily come out to cause trouble—”
It seems that this remark is inappropriate, if what he said is not accurate, what should the Yinlong really come out of? You are responsible for your own words. Ci Convenience kindly added another sentence: "I see that the Abi Emperor's Throne is already connected to the earth veins here, and it cannot be moved lightly. Your Majesty, it is best to invite a few more ninth-level monks to sit here, and then seal it with a spirit array. It would be best to have spiritual monks. You only need to delay until the spiritual wave starts, or there may be a way to deal with it—"
Zong Shou thought to himself, is this great monk really, can he comfort people like this?
But he also knew that unless the Sky of Ten Thousand Buddhas went all out, there was really nothing he could do about this Yinlong.
He waved his hand, indicating that it's okay. But he was furious in his heart, it seemed that he still needed to invite Ao Kun back.
It is most suitable for him to deal with the son and grandson of the dragon.
Only recently, somehow. Even with the dragon's blood lurking on his arm, he couldn't detect the trace of Ao Kun at all.
I don't know where this guy went——
While Zong Shou was thinking about Ao Kun, Ao Kun himself was walking in the void.
Walking between the gaps of countless worlds, breaking open layer by layer.
It's just that sometimes, those barriers, even as a strong man in the holy realm, feel quite strenuous. After several layers, Ao Kun's frowning brows finally relaxed.
After a while, Ao Kun's whole body, like a drop of water, merged into a world like a 'bubble'.
I saw here, is a small world. The sky is round and the earth is round, but here, there are no living creatures. Below, there is the ups and downs of molten lava, and that day in the sky above has also shown a dim yellow color.
Ao Kun didn't care, and missed carefully. But for a moment, the figure flashed again. When it reappeared, it was in the center of the earth.
This place is exactly the high temperature that can melt all the spiritual materials below the ground level. Ao Kun didn't care about it at all, and looked ten feet away.
There, there was an old man sitting upright, and it was his only confidant Long Ying in this world. ! ! !