Chapter 1674 Huiyi Is Now Recruiting People to Go up the Mountain. Please Invite the God of Death as You Wish.

Chapter 1676 Hui Yi invites people to climb the mountain today, and you can invite the god of death as you wish

Bang! Snap!

On the mountainside of Guizhe Holy Mountain, a blood-stained figure rolled and ran, carrying a mirror and hurried down the mountain.

"Brothers, I am very panicked now."

"I don't know why, the Qin family's semi-saint suddenly wants to kill me, I didn't offend him, right?"

"I know you are surprised, why can I escape from the hands of the semi-saint, and Feng Zhongzui is so powerful?"

"To be honest, I am surprised myself!"

"My level of illusion swordsmanship can only be said to be barely up to the first realm. I didn't even perform the time and space jump just now. Seeing that the old man was infected with demonic energy and in a wrong state, I came with a "Mirror Flower Water Moon" by some strange coincidence."

"He, really controlled me!"

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror and pointed it at himself.

In the mirror, there was half of his terrified face, and more of it was the semi-saint Qin Duan who was going crazy in the sky above the mountain top.

"I can't stay in the air. It's too dangerous now. I have to run."

"Brothers, I don't know if you believe in the concept of 'field'... It's hard for me to describe to you what I want to express now. In short, the atmosphere of Guizhe Holy Mountain is wrong!"

"I feel so cold, like I'm dying... I used to preach here and didn't have any concept of life and death. Now I feel like I have to lie down in the next breath!"

Feng Zhongzui ran and looked back, his speech speed gradually increased:

"I am born very sensitive - I think Qin Bansheng should also be affected by something like 'field', but he is more emotional?"

"But the change came too suddenly, what's the reason?"

"Maybe it's because Shouye and Emperor Cangsheng are going to exchange battlefields, and there is a lot of death here, and a disaster is about to occur?"

"Or maybe..."

Feng Zhongzui swallowed hard, "I always feel that monsters are coming to the Holy Mountain!"

...

Swish!

A blurry orange color passed by the side of the field.

Feng Zhongzui ran too fast and didn't see what it was, but he suddenly stopped and stood still.

Stopped abruptly.

When the chatterbox Feng Zhongzui stopped talking, the world became quiet.

His preaching mirror was still held upside down, half of it reflecting his dazed face, and the other half still reflecting the sky.

"Why did it stop?"

The people in front of the Five Domains Preaching Mirror were confused.

They wanted to see more of the scene and listen to more explanations, but Feng Zhongzui seemed to have suddenly petrified.

"What was that thing that just flashed by?"

"A person! It seemed to be a human figure, orange?"

"Running so fast, rushing to reincarnate? By the way, there are still people going up the Guizhe Holy Mountain now? Shouldn't they all go down the mountain?"

"No! He seemed to be just walking normally, Feng Zhongzui ran so fast, so the mirror took a relatively fast picture of him, blurry to the point of being out of the picture..."

The discussion gradually died down.

Everyone's face looked strange.

Because at this time, half of Feng Zhongzui's face was ashen, and even his eyes had lost their light.

It's like his soul has been taken away by someone!

"Dead?"

Everyone was puzzled.

But soon the mirror image trembled, it should be Feng Zhongzui who came back to his senses with a start, obviously he is not dead yet.

Everyone can clearly see that a drop of sweat secreted from his forehead, flowing blood across his eye socket and dripping from the tip of his nose.

Thunder in the silent place.

The Five Regions were in uproar.

Everyone's appetite was raised by this drop of sweat.

"No, who came to the Holy Mountain!"

"Is Feng Zhongzui under so much pressure?"

After watching the preaching mirror for so long, everyone knows Feng Zhongzui's personality. To put it nicely, he has no respect for gods and Buddhas, and to put it bluntly, he is a dog with a guts.

He slips up from time to time, and he can even say that he loves dogs.

It can't be considered his fault that he called Qin Duan the half-saint by his real name.

He really followed Shou Ye. No matter who carries the mirror, I'm afraid that ordinary half-saints can't be seen in his eyes.

I killed people with Shou Ye, so why should I be afraid of him?

But who did he meet at this moment that would make Feng Zhongzui, who was always talkative, suddenly lose his ability to speak?

Feng Zhongzui still didn't speak.

But he began to slowly move the preaching mirror.

In the mirror, half of his face was not missing at all, as if he wanted to show people the horror in his eyes.

But the part belonging to the sky gradually decreased. As the preaching mirror slid down, the other half of the picture showed the mountain road behind Feng Zhongzui.

…

"Tap, tap..."

"Tap, tap..."

Very slow.

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow.

The picture in the mirror was tilted from bottom to top, gradually absorbing an orange back.

People going up the mountain!

The Five Domains gave a low cry.

At this time, there were really people going against the flow, gradually walking towards the top of Guizhe Holy Mountain.

From the picture of the preaching mirror, the back figure was quite tall, but the waist and back were slightly hunched, and it could only be barely judged from the skeleton that it was a man.

Others...

His entire body, from head to toe, even his hands, was covered in the orange robe, leaving nothing exposed.

"Like an orange."

Someone gave a fair evaluation, and then shivered for no reason, feeling a little "cold".

This was not an illusion.

The man who went up the mountain gave the spectators in front of the Five Domains Mirror a cold feeling, like a poisonous snake that had just emerged from the dark land.

"Explanation!"

"Drunk in the wind, hurry up and talk to him."

"I think this is a master! Masters always like to wear strange clothes..."

The people in front of the evangelical mirror didn't mind watching the excitement. Anyway, it wasn't me who was there, so they all started urging him.

Feng Zhongzui was panicking visibly.

He still didn't dare to say anything and just continued to move the preaching mirror.

He seemed to have benefited a lot from following Master Shou before - now he completely knows how to interpret his current fear in silence through the language of the camera.

He patted the Orange Man's back from bottom to top for several breaths.

It was clearly a tense moment of escape. Half-Saint Qin Duan was still in the sky behind, and he didn't know when he would catch up.

"Ta, duh..."

"Ta, duh..."

Listening to the leisurely footsteps, everyone felt unable to relax. On the contrary, they felt even heavier!

The mirror moved slowly again, matching the rhythm of the footsteps, taking pictures of the mountain road from where it came, and then took a few breathtaking shots of the sky.

No one knows what it means to be drunk in the wind.

But everyone was surprisingly quiet, watching the red flowers, green willows, golden laurels and blue stones for a long time with Feng Zhongzui, whose face was full of horror.

The spiritual array detonated by Master Shou on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain should have turned into a mess, but the details were still so colorful.

It can only be said that Guizhe Holy Mountain has a very tenacious vitality!

but……

"What was he trying to say?"

…

It doesn’t give much time to think.

The mirror in the opposite direction suddenly turned to the front, photographing Feng Zhongzui directly in front.

The way down!

The five realms suddenly felt horrified. At this moment, it was completely clear why Feng Zhongzui stopped moving forward.

Compared to the colorful road up the mountain, the road down the mountain, at a glance, is all gray and ruined!

The red flowers have withered and the green leaves have faded.

The vegetation has withered and the mountain springs have dried up.

The Holy Mountain Spiritual Formation detonated by Shouye before seemed to be divided by the place where Feng Zhongzui was standing at the moment. There was not much damage above it, but below it was the area hardest hit by the explosion.

But was it really caused by the explosion?

"It's all gray..."

Someone said in a trembling voice, as if he had witnessed something incredible.

Just like this, when the mission mirror gives you the distant view of the mountain, all you can see is gray.

Even if the flowers wither, they should still be a little red.

Even if the tree is broken, it should still be a little green.

At this moment, in the distant view of the mountain in the preaching mirror, there is no red, green, or other colors, only "gray".

The "ash" is curled up and left around. It comes from the dead vegetation and the broken rocks. It is full but not scattered, and it floats in the air.

Look closely and the gray seems false.

As soon as I squinted my eyes, I saw that the road down the mountain was really covered with a gray fog of decay!

…

"Gulu."

Feng Zhongzui's Adam's apple rolled, but he still didn't dare to speak.

The preaching mirror had a magnifying function. He stood there and magnified the picture at the foot of the distant mountain.

There, in the hazy gloom, there were rotting corpses and white bones lying on the ground, as if they had been dead for hundreds of years.

But Guizhe Holy Mountain is a holy place, so how can there be such a bad habit of throwing corpses at the foot of the mountain!

Some of the corpses still had their clothes on them. Apart from being stained with dust, they could be described as "as new as washed."

Red clothes, white clothes, mountain guards, holy guards...

They are all dressed in familiar clothes, and they are all new people from before - they are members of the Holy Mountain ministries who were previously useless and were driven down the mountain in advance by Lord Commoners!

"All dead?"

Feng Zhongzui was no longer visible in the preaching mirror, but the horror did not disappear. It was just transferred from Feng Zhongzui's face to the faces of the spectators in the five regions.

Why die?

Why is there no sound at all?

Didn't even the great emperor of Cangsheng notice it? Couldn't this have happened in an instant?

But it can create such an effect in an instant...

Those who go down the mountain early are not weak either.

One by one, they were both Taoist and Taixu warriors, as well as red and white team captains who had experienced hundreds of battles and were drawn from all over the five regions.

It’s not enough compared to the top, but it’s more than enough compared to the bottom!

The number is extremely impressive. Even if Qin Duan goes crazy, if he wants to find everyone at the foot of the mountain and hack them to death one by one, it will still take him half a day, right?

"Not all dead!"

"Someone can still breathe!"

Feng Zhongzui seems to be in the same mood as Wuyu.

After searching for a long time, the preaching mirror finally found a shivering and trembling master behind a big rock.

It was a little man in red, and his spiritual refining aura was very strange, as if he had just broken through and was extremely unstable.

His face was smeared with dirt and dirty. It was hard to tell his exact age, but he was probably no more than thirteen or fifteen years old, very immature.

Apart from the young man in red, what caught the eye was the fact that he was tightly holding a sword in his hand with the blade half-embedded in the soil!

Feng Zhongzui's pupils trembled, but he remained silent.

"What kind of sword is this? The aura seems to be very powerful?"

A preaching mirror can make those watching the battle feel powerful. This sword is absolutely extraordinary.

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Compared with the ignorance of the spiritual refiners in the Southern Region, those in front of the Preaching Mirror in the Eastern Region do not need to be buried next to the Sword Tomb and Shenyue Immortal City.

Pick out a few people at random, and I'm afraid half of them will be able to shout out the name of this sword.

"The fifteenth famous sword, dragon sword, green scale spine!"

On the first viewing platform, Dao Qiongcang narrowed his eyes and remembered who this young man in red was.

He remembered that Gou Wuyue had an apprentice.

But he didn't accept it, it was given to him by the Holy Temple to inherit his mantle.

Facts have proved that not everyone can master ancient sword cultivation, even if they spend all their resources.

In the world of ancient sword cultivators, there is no such thing as a famous teacher producing a great disciple. In most cases, each generation is inferior to the last.

Even so, Gou Wuyue tried his best to teach.

Later, in order to avoid suspicion, he threw the boy into the red-clothed team to train.

What was his name?

Oh, Lu Ke!

…

"Lu Ke?"

Xu Xiaoshou placed a ray of will on Feng Zhongzui.

Just now, he was rescued by a magic sword technique, and now he saw the little red-clothed boy photographed by the Holy Mountain Preaching Mirror Mother Mirror.

He remembered this young man in red.

Gou Wuyue's apprentice, Yu Zhiwen's accomplice, and the sword holder of the famous sword.

At that time, in the White Cave, the famous sword Qinglinji could not be snatched away by force, and always had to take the initiative to fly out of the Yuan Mansion to find its owner.

Later, in order to avoid the pursuit of the night watchman, Xu Xiaoshou took the initiative to throw it away.

But none of this is important!

The important thing is that Xu Xiaoshou remembered that the young man in red had a ghost aura.

A red-clothed man, but a ghost beast, is very strange.

This is also the reason why he and Yu Zhiwen parted ways at that time.

She clearly knew something, and he asked her, but she pursed her lips and said nothing...

Although Xu Xiaoshou can now understand her difficulties.

But at that time he felt that he was deceived-Yu Zhiwen was not a saint. Under her beautiful face was an ugly heart, full of terrible secrets. No wonder she was always covered with a veil!

Xu Xiaoshou was not surprised at all when Lu Ke and Qing Linji appeared in the Holy Mountain.

They were red-clothed people with backgrounds and secrets. Going back to the Holy Mountain was like going home, which was normal.

What he was puzzled about was that the guy was here, how could a chicken like Lu Ke survive? Did they know each other?

"Five Decays of the Celestial Being..."

Originally, Qin Duan insulted him, and Xu Xiaoshou wanted to teleport directly, or let Qin Duan come over with the mystery of space.

Just wanted to see if this old guy dared to say even a half-word of cruel words in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the orange guy climbed the mountain and disrupted all plans!

Xu Xiaoshou would never understand why the Five Decays of Heaven and Man had to go to the Holy Mountain at this time to snatch his highlight moment.

It is impossible that this star of destiny still remembered the alliance between them and thought that he was his good friend. Seeing that he was alone on the Holy Mountain, he was so considerate that he wanted to help him, right?

It was so funny!

Even Yu Zhiwen, who had helped each other along the way, would choose to hide secrets from him at a critical moment.

Xu Xiaoshou did not believe that the members of the King of Hell, who met by chance on the Void Island, would keep their promises and do their best to help their friends because of a joke-like alliance at that time.

"Is he crazy?"

"The people on the mountain are loved by the people. I can come and go as I please. He also thinks he can do it?"

"When did the Five Decays of Heaven and Man become so arrogant?"

Xu Xiaoshou could not help but worry.

Not to mention, after careful recollection, he found that the Five Decays of Heaven and Man were very scary and cruel to outsiders.

They were really good to him!

At least, Xu Xiaoshou did not feel betrayed by this guy whose existence itself represented "betrayal".

Without thinking for a long time, Xu Xiaoshou quickly made a decision:

"Stop him!"

...

The preaching mirror found several survivors one after another.

But without exception, there was no one like the young man in red who had no wounds on his body.

Most of them had white hair and beards, as if their souls were taken out, or withered limbs and decayed bodies, and their flesh was rotting.

"Tap, tap..."

"Tap, tap..."

In the distance, the footsteps faded.

Feng Zhongzui was even more horrified. He didn't dare to look for other survivors because he found that he seemed to be one of the survivors!

He wanted to go down the mountain.

But the "ash" on the way down the mountain gradually caught up with the orange-robed man as he went away.

Ten miles...

One mile...

Ten feet...

The people who went up the mountain were heading for rebirth, but his way was withered and decayed.

As he moved forward, the dividing line between life and death finally came to his feet!

Feng Zhongzui was so scared that he retreated wildly and ran backwards up the mountain, but he could still see the "ash" under his feet, chasing his boots, as if it wanted to climb up his body.

"I'm going to die!"

Feng Zhongzui finally let out his first scream.

There is Qin Duan in the sky and there is ash on the ground. As an ancient sword cultivator, do I have to use earth escape to run away?

The problem is, I can't do it!

The world several miles away was all gray, and Feng Zhongzui could only run to Orange.

He found that the most dangerous place was actually the safest place, because the danger had not gathered yet?

Just when he was at a loss, Feng Zhongzui, who had caught up with the orange-robed man again, had a thought that flashed through his mind for no reason:

"Even I am so curious about that Orange Senior..."

"Everyone in the five regions is probably urging me to call him now. Should I call him?"

He let me go.

If he called him back again, it would be a bit too professional. It was just preaching, there was no need to risk his life...

When thinking this, Feng Zhongzui could not help but called out:

"Senior, please stay!"

...

Click.

Senior Orange stayed.

But before he turned back, something terrible happened.

Qin Duan, who was about to head south and look like he was going to rush to the South Territory to kill Shouye, lowered his eyes and looked down after hearing the voice.

He was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to not understand why the dead guy would appear in his field of vision.

Suddenly, murderous intent surged all over his body, like a vulture snatching food, it swooped down with its claws raised, and roared loudly:

"A child from the Feng family dares to tease me?!"

I, did you scream too loudly... Feng Zhongzui never thought that he would die in this way, this is too childish.

He wanted to resist.

But maybe there is too much pressure.

He fell into a trance after approaching the orange senior. When he came to his senses, he had no time to fight back.

You can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can’t escape the fifteenth grade...

I was so drunk that I couldn't cry without tears. I didn't know what my mentality was. I grabbed the preaching mirror and shrank under the orange senior's buttocks. I shouted in confusion:

"Xu Xiaoshou! Save me!"

ah? What am I talking about?

Am I crazy too? I've hit the wall many times and yet I dare to call a big shot by his real name?

What does Master Shou have to do with me? He is not the savior. How could he go to the Holy Mountain to save me at this time... So, Qin Duan is a trap for Emperor Cangsheng?

Xu Xiaoshou is indeed not the savior of Fengzhongzui.

But the moment after holding the mirror and squatting down and shouting "Xu Xiaoshou", Feng Zhongzui could clearly notice that the orange senior in front stiffened.

The next breath, this guy who looked like a puppet from the back looked like a ghost.

He moved.

He is no longer just a numb and mechanical climber.

He raised his head, looking at the swooping vulture Qin, and at the same time stretched out his right hand.

…

"boom!"

There was a huge earthquake on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain.

The surrounding rocks exploded with roar and rolled down.

Drunk in the wind but stunned, holding on to the preaching mirror, I felt like I was a baby. Not only was it warm and comfortable, but I was cared for so well that I didn't even feel the aftermath of the battle.

Senior Orange, protected me?

By the way, one person can give birth to thousands of children... You are not Senior Orange, are you Master Shou?

"I don't know why this old guy Qin Duan still wants to kill me, but I'm not afraid anymore!"

"Senior Orange will be my patron saint of Fengzhongzui from now on, at least that's how I feel!"

Feng Zhongzui patted his butt and quickly stood up, trying to stay away from the frontal battlefield, and at the same time pointed the missionary mirror at the two in the battle.

At this moment, everyone was determined to kill him, and Feng Zhongzui was not generous enough to show him enough respect.

He touched his head and ribs, not knowing what he was touching, and finally shouted loudly to the mirror:

"Brothers, I really survived!"

"Field, you still remember, I am very sensitive to this 'field', and it was clearly a cold and dark feeling just now..."

"Now, I feel so warm!"

"Orange, really warm!"

Drunk in the wind, he ran and jumped, retreated backwards, but swung his fingers forward, interpreting the battle situation:

"Senior Orange is also a half-saint!"

"Is the Holy Mountain really filled with half-saints? Anyone who climbs the mountain has such terrifying strength?"

"Senior Orange, since you are so strong, please help me kill this mad dog... Master Shou really shouldn't let him go, he should kill all his semi-saint incarnations, or even uproot them. I beg you. That’s it!”

As we all know, preaching requires exaggeration.

Sometimes, in order to exaggerate the tense and exciting battle situation, Feng Zhongzui would be full of emotions and speak indiscriminately.

He doesn't like neutrality, he chooses sides.

He decisively stood against Qin Duan's old dog, and at the same time tried to use his words to inspire empathy among the spectators in the five regions, so that they would share the same hatred with him.

He never expected that as soon as these words came out of his mouth...

When the smoke and dust cleared in front, a horrified picture of Qin Duan's old dog was revealed - his vulture claws were tightly held tightly by the orange senior, and he was held like a baby's offensive fist, unable to move at all!

As for the orange senior, after hearing the sound, he didn't even care about the semi-saint enemy in front, and his head "dropped" directly.

Either turn your head sideways, turn around, or just don't move your body, raise your chin, and put the back of your head almost against your back, so that your head "drops"!

An orange mask of the King of Hell was exposed from the folds of the big hood. The poisonous snake hidden in the shadows stared at himself, at the preaching mirror, and at the five-domain spiritual refiner.

Drunk in the wind, goosebumps fell all over the place.

But on the other side, it was as if the God of Death had obtained his request. A low, hoarse, calm and peaceful voice soon came out from under the mask of the King of Hell:

"as you wish."