On the top of this mountain called "Nianyu Mountain", there is a small palace, and there are three statues of gods enshrined in the palace. They are the True Self Emperor, the Good Me Emperor, and the Evil Me Emperor.

As for the evil and we cult personnel, they did not live in the palace. Instead, they built a large number of stone houses under the palace, connecting each other. A huge cave was dug in the belly of the mountain, which established a large altar and some secret rooms.

According to the memory of the national master, Jing Ge came to a place on the mountain, and his spiritual sense swept in all directions, hoping to find the location of the national master directly. But before the spiritual sense had been swept out a hundred meters, an invisible light wave suddenly emanated from the palace on the top of the mountain, covering the entire mountain peak, forcing Jing Ge's spiritual sense back.

Therefore, Jing Ge's head buzzed for a long time before he recovered, and he looked at the top of the mountain with a look of surprise: "It's true that there is something strange!"

"What's weird?" Han Yangming asked.

"My spiritual sense was blocked by something!" Jing Ge's expression condensed and said, "It seems that he is careless!"

Han Yangming said: "It's okay, let's just catch someone and ask where the leader is."

Jing Ge nodded, flashed and disappeared on the spot.

A moment later, Jing Ge saw several guards standing guard on the side of the mountain road. So he hid over and took advantage of their inattention, and when they were not paying attention, the flying sword flashed and cut their heads. Only one person was about to scream, but Jing Ge grabbed his throat and couldn't speak.

These guards are all ordinary people, at most they know some martial arts skills, but they are not opponents of flying swords.

The man looked frightened, his eyes turned outward, and his whole body was trembling. Jing Ge smiled slightly and said, "Tell me, where is your leader now?"

The man felt his neck loose and hurriedly said, "Give me your life! I said, the leader is now in the secret room and the long sword in his hand, and he can be unsheathed at any time.

"It seems that it will be impossible not to disturb them!" Jing Ge said in his heart.

Jing Ge pointed at a finger, and the Yuangu Sword suddenly appeared. As the red light flashed, Jing Ge suddenly appeared in front of them. With a stroke of the flying sword, he cut off a few people's heads. The others were shocked. With a whoosh, the long sword slashed straight over. But it was stirred by the flying sword and blocked them all. Then Jing Geer pointed forward, and the flying sword was tied up in the air. Cutting his head was as simple as eating and drinking water.

"There is an enemy attack!" As soon as one of them finished roaring, he was killed by Jing Ge with a sword.

Stepping on the corpse, Jing Ge jumped into the altar with a sword. He felt his whole body suddenly tightened, and the true energy was hard to help! The flying sword could not fly out!

Fortunately, he was extremely strong, and the guards in the altar rushed over and were easily blocked by him. He died quickly with one sword.

What is the concept of 200,000 kilograms of strength? When using a sword, no martial arts master dares to fight hard. In just one round, he can cut into two pieces by Jing Ge.

Such a large formation naturally alarmed the leader and other magicians and Qi Refiners. The crowd suddenly surged out and filled the entire altar.

The altar is hexagonal, with a radius of hundreds of meters. It is engraved with dense blood-red runes, which is very strange.

What's even more strange is that there is a circular stone pillar in the middle of the altar. A blood-red stone floated on the stone pillar, in an irregular shape, rolling up and down, left and right. Red light waves rippled from above and all directions. Jing Ge was sure that he could not drive the flying sword, so the reason was the stone.

Now we have to test our willpower. Undoubtedly, Han Yangming's will is really strong, and he came to the leader step by step.

The leader was helpless. When he used this bell, he could not escape at all. As long as someone moved, the bell would lose its effect. Therefore, when he saw Han Yangming coming, he had no choice but to shake the bell desperately!

"Hmph!" Han Yangming suddenly groaned, and actually knelt down with one knee, supported the ground with both hands, and grabbed the traces on the ground. Seeing this, the national master was overjoyed and shook the bell fiercely against his forehead.

Jing Ge was several dozen meters away and was pressed down by the bell and the undissipated net, and could not resist at all. He could only watch this scene and could only grit his teeth.

"Good opportunity!"

Seeing that Han Yangming was not afraid, the leader immediately shaking the bell again, then clenched his fist with his other hand. The whole fist instantly increased ten times! It was still full of golden light and hit Han Yangming's forehead.

With his punch, even the iron ball will be smashed into an iron discus, let alone the human head?

Unfortunately, Han Yangming was not a human being. Although he was hit hard, his whole head was trapped in a stone, but he was unharmed. Instead, because the sound of the bell stopped, he roared and bounced his foot and rushed to the front of the national master.

The national master was shocked and was about to shake the bell again, but Han Yangming pressed his entire head into his chest.

Han Yangming was still not satisfied, so he inserted his hands from top to bottom and thrust his hands into his neck. He tore them to both sides, tearing him into two halves.

The bell fell to the ground with his unrestored fist. Han Yangming glanced, bent down and picked up the bell, looked it carefully, and tried to shake it. His body shook, and his face showed a sudden look, and he said, "So that's it!"

The others ran away and ran away. Jing Ge also came out after the big network disappeared over time and asked, "Do you know this bell?"

"This is a magic weapon." Han Yangming said.

"Then the national master is obviously a savage, how can he drive magic weapons?" Jing Ge said in surprise.

"As long as you recognize your master, even mortals will activate it! What this magic weapon requires is the power of the soul, and there is no need to activate the true energy at all. It is a typical killing magic weapon." Han Yangming said.

"It's like this? Be good, how many people have to be killed?" Jing Ge couldn't help but be shocked.

"Are you going to do this magic weapon?" Han Yangming asked with his eyes flashing.

Jing Ge shook his head vigorously: "Forget it, you can keep it!"

"You--" Han Yangming shook his head and expressed his disappointment with Jing Ge, "Let's go!"

"Wait, let me see that stone!" Jing Ge pointed to the middle of the altar, "It should be this thing that prevents me from using magic to attack. I was wondering why they could use magic to attack me at will and use spells. Why can't I use it?"

Han Yangming and Jing Ge walked under the stone pillar together, and laughed at him and said, "Because they are believers here, and you are not. There must be a special means to make it clear that it is against us."

"That's right, this evil and my sect is also left by the Immortal Lord and Immortal Emperor. There must be a magical place." Jing Ge said helplessly.

"Immortal Lord, what Immortal Lord?" Han Yangming said in surprise.

"Go back and tell you!" Jing Ge smiled and pointed at the stone and said, "Do you know what this stone is?"

"Ask me everything? How do I know?" Han Yangming said angrily, "I really don't know what this is."

Jing Ge thought for a while and said, "I don't know if I can take it away!" After that, he wanted to touch it with his hands.

"Wait!" Han Yangming suddenly grabbed his hand, "Don't touch it!"

"Why?"

"As a cultivator, you must be careful and not touch unknown things!" Han Yangming said earnestly.

"Oh." Jing Ge felt it made sense, so he retracted his hand and said, "Then let's not care about it?"

Han Yangming sighed and said, "It's such a pity that you don't be a fool!" After that, he grabbed it on the spot and threw a body on the stone.

A scene that made Jing Ge feel cold all over his body appeared.

When the corpse touched the stone, it immediately cracked into ashes and fell down. All the liquid on his body was sucked in by the stone. The blood-red color on the stone suddenly became darker and returned to its original state in a flash.

"It seems that the function of the blood-drinking stick is similar!" Jing Ge subconsciously touched his hand.

"This thing has no specific spells, and you and I cannot take it away with your and my current abilities." Han Yangming said.

"Spell?" Jing Ge thought for a while and said, "I'll go out to catch a living person and ask."

"First absorb the blood from these corpses on the ground!" Han Yangming said.
Chapter completed!