Chapter 194: The Death-Calling

"How many people know about this now?" Priest Chicheng had a gloomy face.

"Except for the few Jintai priests who delivered the news, and the two adults Gu Chen and Pin Fang, no one else knows yet."

The Jintai priest bowed and said.

The evil spirits in the Douxiao Realm are killing people everywhere. Once word spreads, the entire secret world will fall into panic, so the priests who know about it choose to remain silent and wait for the decision of several high priests.

"Send the order and order all Jintai priests to hurry up and transport all the eight-eyed statues to the Chonghua River within two days." Priest Chicheng said solemnly.

"Two days?"

The Jintai priest's eyes widened, "Sir, there are still two hundred and thirty-six statues left in different altars. Those statues are so huge that they have to be carried by flying boats. However, there are only more than thirty flying boats in the country. In a short period of time, Two days is too late to transport all the statues.”

"Not in time? It must be selfish!" Priest Chicheng cursed angrily, "A bunch of trash, they are dragging their feet in transporting a statue. It has been eighteen days since the high priest issued the order. Even if it is transported by carriage, it should be here!"

The Jintai priest was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.

Indeed, no matter how heavy the Eight-Eyed Statue is, it will not be difficult for even the Golden Platform Priest to carry it.

The reason why it has been delayed until today is because priests from various places wanted to take away the gold and silver belongings in their names under the guise of transporting the statues of gods.

Most of the Jintai priests in the three major kingdoms are inherited by their families, ranging from hundreds of years to thousands of years. They have been passed down from generation to generation, and the money they hold is so huge that it must be carried by flying boats.

And how many flying boats are there in Shen Huo's country?

Every branch wants to borrow it, which naturally takes a lot of time.

"Now that the evil spirits outside the world are watching with eager eyes, they are still thinking about their own private property. They really don't know whether to live or die!" Priest Chicheng's eyes were cold and stern. "I am passing on this order that all local altars must send all the statues to the Chonghua River within two days. How dare you Anyone who disobeys this order will be punished as apostasy.”

The Jintai priest did not dare to speak any more and bowed out of the altar.

"A bunch of trash, the evil spirits from outside are watching with eager eyes, and they are still thinking about petty profits." Looking at the retreating figure, the anger in the heart of the Chicheng Priest was still unquenchable.

"Chicheng, why do you need to worry about those juniors?" A figure walked out from the side of the altar, "What I should consider is how to deal with the evil spirits in the Douxiao Realm. This is the most important thing.

heavy. "

"Feng Ming, with the strength of the two of us, even if we find the evil spirit, we may not be his opponent. Let's wait for two more days." Priest Chicheng shook his head, "Two days later is the day that Taoist Taoist Ximing has agreed with us. , then it should be no problem to ask the three high priests to come out and deal with a seriously injured Douxiaojing."

"makes sense."

The second priest of Jinhuang Kingdom nodded slightly.

Before Gu Xiuyun entered the main altar, he had made an agreement with Chi Cheng and Feng Min that every ten days, he would leave the main altar to deliver news to the three high priests.

There are still two days left before the agreed date. In just two days, there must not be much change.

…

In the capital city of Jinhuang Kingdom.

Elder Fusong wore a black robe and walked forward in the night.

After several days of plundering and killing, he had completely recovered his physical body. At this moment, his spiritual power was restrained. Even if he stood in front of the Jintai priest, no one could discover his identity.

"That's the Golden Altar that the world calls the Holy Altar?"

Elder Fusong looked into the distance.

Several miles away, the lights were bright, and dozens of Chitai priests patrolled back and forth. Occasionally, Jintai priests wearing bright yellow brocade clothes would appear.

The altar is completely different from the ordinary altar.

Because it is the holy land of the Jinhuang lineage, and it is also one of the altars left behind by the Eight-Eyed Sect countless years ago.

Inside the altar, there are immortal restrictions left by the priest of Yaoritai, which have not dissipated even after countless years.

"As the capital city of a country, there should be many spiritual beings in it. If I devour all these spiritual beings, my injuries can be fully recovered."

A spiritual light flashed around Elder Fusong, and then he disappeared into the dark night.

No one noticed that the elder of Li Kongmen was walking into the altar step by step.

In the deepest hall of the altar.

The third priest of Jinhuang Kingdom sat cross-legged, his eyelids drooped on his face, and his whole body exuded the aura of dying.

This elderly priest, nearly 600 years old, seemed to be infected by the aura, and the colorful cloud-patterned robes on his body looked a bit shabby.

Suddenly, the three priests suddenly opened their eyes, "Who are you, get out of here!"

Before he finished speaking, a green aura suddenly burst out from the body of the three priests. Wherever the aura went, it caused waves of waves, sweeping the entire

The main hall is completely covered.

At the same time, the eight-eyed statue behind him also opened a pair of divine eyes and stared ahead.

"You can actually discover my whereabouts even in the fifth level of Kaimai," a voice came from the void. "It shows that you have a deep understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth. You have mastered at least five Tao Yun-level secret techniques. Unfortunately, your age It’s too big, and the path of spiritual practice has come to an end.”

"Evil spirits from outside the sky?" The eyes of the three priests flashed, and their limp limbs gradually regained their strength under the stimulation of spiritual power. "I never thought that when I was dying, I could still fight against the Douxiao Realm. Come out, dignified Douxiao Realm, Don’t you feel ashamed to hide in the dark?”

"How dare a junior in Kai Pulse Realm challenge me to fight?" A sneer came from the void, "That's all, I'll let you see the power of Douxiao Realm!"

The void suddenly twisted, and then, a blue ice cone appeared out of thin air and stabbed towards the three priests.

Although the ice cone was small, it contained an astonishing aura, and even a crack was drawn in the void.

Poof!

The ice cone pierced the chest of the third priest, but was blocked by a thick spiritual shield and soon shattered.

"Dou Xiao Realm? That's all," the third priest stood up, "I have practiced for more than 500 years and fought hundreds of battles in my life. Today I will kill the evil spirits in Dou Xiao Realm to boost the prestige of my religion."

"Don't overestimate your abilities!"

Nine ice cones condensed in the void at the same time, stabbing the third priest from all directions.

At the same time, a vague shadow passed through the void and quietly appeared behind the old man.

"Go to hell!"

The shadow slapped down with a palm and landed on the old man's head.

But at this moment, the third priest turned his head suddenly, with a hint of pride in his eyes, "Finally found you!"

Puff!

The third priest turned his hand into a sword and pierced into the body of the shadow. At some point, layers of complex veins appeared in his palm, which condensed into thousands of transparent silk threads, completely trapping the entire shadow.

The Heaven-shattering Soul-demanding Technique!

This secret art unique to the Jinhuang Kingdom is rarely practiced, and the three priests are among the strong ones who have mastered this art.

To practice this secret art, one needs extremely strong soul power. After mastering it, few people will use it, because this secret art is guided by the practitioner's blood and vitality. Every time it is used, the life span will be reduced.