Inside the wing room, the candles shaking.

Mr. Jin and a group of servants were watching the scene in the corridor outside the door in panic, and the two maids hid in the corner and shivered.

A thin scholar was surrounded by a monster with green bodies and two horns on his head. Two huge arms as rough as vines were like pliers, hugging Zhong Lin tightly.

The monster's huge pot and big mouth were open, and its uneven fangs were pressing against Zhong Lin's neck. The blood mixed with green and viscous liquid flowed downwards, which was terrifying.

"Save people quickly!" Liu Yi shouted in a trembling voice.

Mr. Jin seemed to have reacted at this moment, but he was still weak all over. He looked at the two servants around him and said, "Hurry, hurry!"

Both servants were big and round waists, and Kong Wu was powerful. At this time, when he heard Mr. Jin's call, he looked scared and dared not approach him.

After a few breaths, Zhong Lin's screams became weaker and weaker until they disappeared.

Everyone looked at it again, and their souls were thriving.

Zhong Lin suddenly became a mummy.

The big green-skinned ghost seemed to burp with great satisfaction, and two blood-colored airflows spewed out of the nostrils of the black nostrils.

Then a pair of bloody eyes fixed on Mr. Jin.

"No……"

Mr. Jin suddenly felt like a sieve, and was in horror. Suddenly, his face turned black and he was about to follow Zhong Lin's footsteps.

Just then, Dang...

The sound of yue as if a sharp blade was unsheathed, and a ray of light lit up. In an instant, the sword energy overflowed and the room was white.

Gold and iron are fighting, sparks are flashing.

Xu Xing held a long sword in his hand. It was the sword hanging around Mr. Jin's waist, which was pulled out by Xu Xing at the critical moment.

Xu Xing looked at the big green-skinned ghost who was repelled by him not far away with a serious expression.

"Mondrill?"

Xu Xing said coldly, his eyes filled with surprise.

The mountain mandrille, ancient books record: "The mountain spirit is like a child, she walks alone and loves to offend people at night."

The mandrill had a sword, and half of his flesh was cut off from his face. He grinned in pain. Looking at Xu Xing, his eyes were almost about to burst into flames, and his mouth kept making vague roars.

Xu Xing frowned, but his feet kept flashing with the mandrills, and he stabbed his sword, stabbing into the mandrills' eyes.

I have to say that Mr. Jin’s sword is not an ordinary person. With Xu Xing’s true energy, he broke the defense of the mandrill just now.

At this moment, there was a "pu" sound, and a little cold light flashed.

The mandrill suddenly let out a scream of shocking Shan Temple, but his eyes were stabbed by Xu Xing's sword, and the pain was already crazy.

Deep in Cuiping Mountain·The realm of the mountain gods.

The white spiritual energy scattered everywhere like fog, and the divine domain net formed by red patterns rustled under the layers of spiritual energy tides.

The young man wearing a blue square scarf and a white scholar's gown, stood tall and handsome, quietly looking at the temple in the distance, with a gentle and jade-like gaze, with a hint of emotion.

"The God of Cuiping Mountain is born with a god, and he will never escape his fate if he doesn't want to."

The temple in the distance is majestic, with carved beams and painted roads, and the majestic atmosphere of the gods everywhere.

But at this moment, the glazed tiles have already faded, giving people a sense of dilapidation. The ten-mile spiritual pool not far away, the spiritual energy storms everywhere, covering a pool of lotus flowers hazy. However, in Xue Zhou's eyes, it is not difficult to see the lotus grass withering and withering.

Xue Zhou frowned, released his spiritual sense to sense for a moment, and said with a clear voice: "The mountain god talisman seal is not here..."

Cuiping Mountain God was originally one of the few natural lands in ancient Qingzhou.

The so-called earthly selves and earthly qi are born from the spiritual veins and are in charge of the power of the gods.

They are the earliest group of gods in this world, but the times change. With the rise of humanity, Qi Refining Men have flourished in the world, and many natural gods have long fallen.

Therefore, most of the gods in this world, the gods in rivers and lakes, have fallen into the hands of the Immortal Dao Sect.

The Immortal Dao Sect enthroned the Golden Elders who knew that they could not overcome the three disasters in their homes, allowing them to control the authority of the Shinto, spread clouds and rain, and regulate the earth's veins, so as to extend their blessings.

Xue Zhou released his divine thoughts, and after a while, he saw the mountain god seal that could not be found. He took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability in his heart.

At this moment, the battle between one person and one ghost in the mountain temple gradually became stalemate.

The mandrill was powerful and fierce, and was terrifying and ferocious. He was stabbed in Xu Xing repeatedly, but his counterattack was always in vain. He was so angry that he was crazy.

"Che..."

With the sound of sharp blades cutting, the mandrill seemed to gradually notice his unfavorable situation. He looked at Xu Xing's bloody pupils flashing with fear, and with a long roar, he turned around and ran towards the yard.

Seeing this, Xu Xing shouted coldly, stepped on the steps of the Gang, held the green edge in his hand, and slashed out a series of brilliant sword lights, but blocked the way of the mountain mandrill.

And as time passed, such a huge movement also alarmed the monks in the mountain temple.

There are many lights in the distance and noisy people.

"Amitabha... A bad beast, don't be hurt..."

A Buddhist chant sounded, but the abbot came to the courtyard and looked at the mandrill in surprise. A string of Buddhist beads in his hand flashed faintly. He was about to wave his hand to sacrifice it, but a dull sound was heard.

"this……"

But when Xu Xing arrived, the mandrill head soared into the sky, and the mandrill's tall body rushed forward two steps and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xu Xing turned around and was about to speak, but heard a clang sound. Not far from where the mandrill fell to the ground, a jade seal wrapped in a red and green halo.

"Shanjun's Seal?" The abbot's face changed suddenly and he exclaimed.

Xu Xing's eyes moved slightly, and he walked up to pick them up, his brows frowned, "This thing is a bit famous..."

However, at this time, the change suddenly arises, and the two red and green lights are lit up, and dazzling halos are swept out, immediately wrapping them up slowly.

Seeing such a strange phenomenon, not to mention the abbot was stunned. Jin and Liu were already looking at him when they were looking at him, and they were shocked inexplicably.

Deep in Cuiping Mountain·The realm of the mountain gods.

Xue Zhou's heart skipped a beat. Seeing the collapse of the spirit pool ahead, he was in a state of great excitement. For a moment, even the sound of disguised sound was difficult to achieve. The pleasant sound of the young phoenix sounded, "The earth dragon shattered, the spiritual energy was exhausted... Is this going to be sent by the heavens?"

This thought turned slightly, and with a click, the Cuiping Mountain Divine Realm was shattered.

Xue Zhou's eyes were bright, and he turned his head to look towards the direction of Dajue Temple. His thoughts moved, the weak willows supported the wind, and the figure in the place was missing.

Xu Xing looked at the mountain god's seal that had become fine sand in his hand. His eyes were deep, and he felt the heat and hotness coming from his palms, and he felt something in his heart.

The abbot of Dajue Zen Temple stepped forward, put his palms together and said, "Master Xu, is that okay?"

Xu Xing turned his mind and calmed his face. He shook his head and said, "Nothing is wrong."

The abbot was silent for a moment and said to himself: "A month ago, the cliff of the mountain in Cuiping collapsed for no reason. I think it was the mountain king who collapsed. Although I don't know what method Mr. Xu used to turn the seal of which mountain king into powder,... it was a disaster that collapsed!"

"Oh?" Xu Xing looked shocked and looked at the monk in Dajue Temple. "When he first met, the monk was clearly in his mind and had no inspiration, and his Taoism was shallow. Why did he give people a sense of wisdom and transparency at this moment?"

The abbot of Dajue Zen Temple showed a look of wanting to speak but stopping on his thin face. In the end, he didn't explain much. He just sighed and said, "Master Xu wants to do it yourself."

Xu Xing frowned and looked at the old back of the abbot who was leaving, silent.

"It seems... this mountain god seal involves some unknown things. And what kind of existence is the bronze fragment that takes me across the void? Just a piece of fragment..."

While Xu Xing was thinking, a surprised voice suddenly came from his ears, "Brother Xu, what happened just now?"
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