The Li family, who thought they would die, were also stunned by this change.

The Taoist priest was smashed so that his internal organs were churning, and his body could not move. When he saw the jade sticker he had fallen out, a name lit up, and then burned violently, and his expression slowly solidified.

This is a treasure that records many mountain gods that his ancestors have seen.

The people in the sect can only spread the sound of the earth and only help the earth. Otherwise, they will not have the fate, nor will they have the ancestor Yu Meng, the mountain gods and earth, they will be free and even not be able to accept it. Who would come out to help specifically when the Emperor of Heaven is under his jurisdiction? Even if he has such a fate from his ancestors, it would be just a one-time relationship. There is not much love. Asking them to help once will lose a lot of love.

And now, this golden light is so fierce...

Taoist struggles.

boom!!!

The strong wind gathered, and the wind that suppressed the Taoist priest faintly turned into an extremely huge tiger claw, still emitting a storm. The wind spreads behind, tearing the stream of light throughout the process, and the Li family members looked pale. Look When we arrived at the strong wind that covered the sky and the sun, there seemed to be a black tiger as high as ten feet tall. Its eyes were like the sun and the moon, emitting cold light in the dark mist.

Li Puyu's face turned pale.

Everyone's legs and feet were sore, either collapsed beside the table or sat on the ground.

Only the boy in blue shirt moved in the wind, looking straight at the terrifying tiger's true body.

The tiger lowered its eyes.

The boy raised his head.

There was a moment when there was a silence everywhere, and no one dared to make a sound.

The Taoist priest vomited blood and murmured like thunder.

"The heads of 16 mountain gods in Lianhe Qunshan..."

"Enjoy the Lord of Heshan, forgive the sins, forgive the sins..."

Li Puyu and Li Yuelin's body were stiff, and he didn't know what was going on in front of him. Li Yixian, who had been roaming outside, knew what these two sentences meant, and his face was pale.

The people fell down in a panic, which was fear and respect, and salutation to the mountain god.

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Before the tiger's magic image, the storm dispersed, and a man eight feet tall stepped out, holding a wine in one hand and holding a spear in the other.

Wearing a bright yellow robe, black and white long hair drooping, with a silent expression, sharp eyebrows, and step forward, while the tiger behind him did not close, but looked down and walked forward, real and illusory, instantly distant When everyone was almost breathless, Li Puyu found that Qi Wuhuo did not bow his head and salute. She was anxious. Even if she bowed, she reached out and pulled Qi Wuhuo's clothes down.

In a silence of depression.

The god suddenly smiled and carried the wine pot in his hand.

He joked to the boy in blue shirt:

"I said it clearly last night. I came to see me for drinking today."

"You won't come soon."

"I have to come to you by myself."

The tone is relaxed.
Chapter completed!