When I saw this giant snake covering the sky, I saw only shock.

Good guy, I can only call him good guy.

Ancient divine beasts transformed into Dharma images of heaven and earth, as big as mountains.

A monster as big as a modern day has only seen Qingzu.

"The Great Thunder God of Dutian, Thunderbolt shook the void. He led 300,000 troops and scattered smoke in the purple cave. If there is anyone who refuses to follow, he will not be able to withstand the orders. He will go up to Kuigang and turn into a pure wind."

The Taoist Longhu vomited blood in his palm and pointed it on the spell.

Go down to the altar, use peach talismans, use wooden swords, and control thunder spells.

Longhu Mountain is the pioneer of this path. Its power is even greater than that used by Ling Xuzi and others, and it is faster and blessed with the altar.

Boom, lightning as thick as a human body was summoned and hit Fei Yi.

Fei Yi instinctively pointed the lightning and lightning that was introduced into his body to the ground.

His skin seems to be special.

"Insulation?" The Taoist Longhu's eyes changed wildly.

The method of the thunder mantra mainly relies on thunder and the power to expel evil. The power to expel evil has a special effect on evil deeds, but this fat relic is not an evil ghost. The power to expel evil is minimal, so the damage caused can only be thunder and lightning.

Now his flesh is protected by scales.

The thunder curse is useless to him, but Fei Yi waves his body and has the power of withered fire. It is like the scene of the end of the world.

Every move, every word and action is powered by mantras.

In the end, the Dragon and Tiger Taoist could only release it from the bottom of the box.

"God General, come quickly!"

The Six Ding and Six Jia Divine General refined with the residual thoughts of heroic souls combined with the essence of praying for blessings.

Qiu Nanhe took out a gourd, sprinkled beans into soldiers, turned into yellow turban heroes, wearing golden armor, and holding swords and weapons.

"Yellow Turban Powerful Man?" Taoist Longhu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the stupid man from Quanzhen's lineage would also use refined Taoist soldiers.

Although the Yellow Turbans were a mess in the past, not many people in modern times can practice the Yellow Turbans.

After all, Taiping Road has been destroyed for so long...

"I like to study some history and happened to restore this Yellow Turban."

The Yellow Turban Powerful Men originated from Taiping Dao. Later, these Powerful Men died and went to the Heavenly Court and became heavenly soldiers and generals in the Heavenly Court. They transformed into golden armored Powerful Men to provide Taoist who had the talismans in the Heavenly Court to control their true spirits.

The Six Dings and Six Jias God Generals and the Yellow Turban Powerful Man are both showing their power.

The Baiyun audience also mastered the Qimen Taoism, and talismans rose up one after another.

This is Baiyun Temple, and it is Yimako's home court.

"Thank you fellow Taoists for helping me delay time."

"The world is invincible, and the universe borrows the Dharma..."

Yi Zhenzi, Lingkongzi, Baiyun audience Taoist jointly cast a spell, and the mountains beside him rose up from the ground.

This mountain rises to the ground.

Turns into rocks to press the top.

At the same time, a bronze tripod was placed on it.

Not only a mountain.

A tripod is a tool of luck.

This is a cauldron left by the emperor of a certain dynasty.

Carrying the luck and the weight of the mountains, it smashed heavily. Even if it was fat, it would be peeling off.

As the mountains fell, the withering spirit that burned the sky also stagnated a little.

Taoist Longhu looked at the mountain and the pressure of luck, and his pupils contracted and were slightly shocked.

This White Cloud View is not a false reputation.

"Why did Fei Yi escape from the trap? You will investigate later. It's true that the demons I encountered are not that powerful..." Taoist Longhu looked at Ichimako, and his tone became more respectful.

However, at this time, the Taoists of Ichimako had no time to take care of it, and just looked at the mountains that were pressing down seriously.

“It’s not over yet…”

“Not over?”

"This tripod is the tripod of Han, and is the king's weapon." Ichimako shook her head and said, "But how can a dynasty tripod of a dynasty whose luck has been cut off?

Sure enough, the red light of the mountains burst out, the rocks shattered in response to the sound, and the giant snake with two bodies and single heads drilled out.

It burns wildly, and wherever it goes, it witheres.

"A ridiculous and humble luck also tries to suppress me?"

The pressure on Mount Tai really caught Fei Yi off guard, but this Shu Han tripod made Fei Yi feel insulted.

Can this also be called the King's Cauldron?

I want to convince myself?

If it were the tripod of Yao and Shun, perhaps He would still be afraid of it.

Fei Yi said hideously.

"Small mortals,"

The insignificant luck of the king's dynasty that can be seen above can be felt by even Taoist Longhu and Qiu Nanhe.

Really, it's too weak.

The fortune of the tripod will not weaken due to the change of time. What is the fortune at that time and the remaining fortune will be.

This is also the reason why many sects of practice can avoid cheating the dynasty.

The destiny of the dynasty can be seen by looking at the tripod.

Although this is not absolute, after all, there are still so many practitioners who are cultivating the dragon vein and are eventually submerged in the long river of history.

"Is it fate? Yes, the dragon vein of the Great Han Dynasty was killed by Zhang Jiao, and it was at the end of its strength. Why are there so many people in Shu Han following King Zhao... Who knows?"

"But this tripod is not to crush you, but to divert your attention. At present, the purpose has been achieved."

Ichimako crossed her legs to regulate her breathing.

Fei Yi suddenly felt something and looked at the things under the mountain.

A row of black firearms, and a man in military uniform.

The man looks very small.

His name is Baihe.

He is not a practitioner.

Although it has been trained to a certain extent, it is an ant for Fei Yi.

However, when the man reached out to order.

The black firearm arranged at the foot of the mountain instantly fired out the tongue of flames.

Rows of ammunition poured on Fei Yi's body as if they were not worth money.

This ancient giant beast was extremely painful.

At the foot of the mountain are soldiers lying in ambush.

Modern firearms pour out amazing penetration bullets.

The power of the firearm suddenly appeared at this moment.

Compared to Mount Tai, a single penetrating bullet can cause damage to Fei Yi more than to the top.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

All the guns and fires were poured out on Him.

However, when He saw the east wind coming from afar, he was surprised to be ecstatic.

"Human heavy firearm...cannot kill me! The fire will become my nourishment."

Instead of avoiding, He went up against the east wind.

When gunpowder burns on the body of creatures, it will leave scars, burn on His body, it will restore His wounds.

When the wounds recover and when these mortal weapons are exhausted, it is when He fights back and kills.

"You still know heavy firearms. It seems that you have a good understanding of modern humans." Baihe said expressionlessly: "Do you think we are so stupid that we can use 'burning' missiles to deal with an ancient fire god."

"You may not be stupid, but...really arrogant."

These east winds hit Fei Yi's body, but the overwhelming explosion did not hit.

On the contrary, it was a bone-broken chill...

Wait...Why...so cold...

Not to say...human firearms today...

"What's this..."

At this time, Baihe just said lightly.

"All weapons are liquid nitrogen."
Chapter completed!