"A picture of "One Brook Begins into a Thousand Flowers of Brightness" will help her reach the top. A lifelike portrait will protect your life."

"Is this one of the gifts you prepared for me?"

"It's thoughtful! It's indeed valuable!"

Taoist leader Yizhen was praising, but his voice was emotionless: "But you can't escape."

"And Bai Gexiao will also die."

He seemed to just state the facts and announce the results, so he was not excited or angry: "The people and things you care about will die, so you will eventually know that everything is false. There is no one else except you.

——Of course, you have become sinful and there is no way to save you. You will also disappear."

But the response he got was just Ye Lingxiao's laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Ye Lingxiao was like an autumn leaf falling in the air, but he kept laughing heartily: "Do you think I just found out who you are just now? What on earth do you think you stopped?!"

"You seem to have everything under control, but you forgot one thing, right?"

"Do you remember Chengcha Xinghan?"

"It's taken the message away!"

"Yan Chun Hui will sell this news for a good price!"

"If nothing happens, within three days at most, the entire world will know who you are!"

He looked at Yizhen Taoist Master with contempt: "Why, no one has reported to you at this time? Having your eyes and ears blocked is a sign of death!"

At this time, even Kuang Min could not calm down.

Ye Lingxiao is really a tough opponent.

Can hatred really breed such power?

He understood very well what it meant for Yizhen Taoist leader's true identity to be exposed.

That is the real enemy of the whole world!

But today's Yizhen Dao, not when the Yizhen Dao Master existed, actually did not have the strength to be the enemy of the whole world. Even the Yizhen Dao Master has fallen!

But Yizhen Taoist leader is calm and calm.

He took a deep look at Ye Lingxiao and only asked: "Really?"

Immediately, he raised a piece of paper in the sky with his backhand, tearing off a roll of sky curtain——

A scene is played out in the sky.

An old man who looked a bit dementia was sitting in front of a wooden house, taking a nap in the bright spring light.

The old yellow dog lying at his feet was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly something happened, the old dog sneezed, and the old man who was dozing suddenly thought of his sword.

If you forget, you will disappear; if you think of it, you will return.

He finally raised his eyes, and the bright stars came into his eyes.

The star in Chengcha just dwells in his turbid eyes, like a dragon swimming in the deep sea, looming.

boom!

A pair of eyes that looked like whirlpools in the sky hung down from the void.

The majestic voice came like a heavenly punishment - "Yanchun Hui! What message did this sword bring you? Hand over the letter, or hand over your life!"

The slightly demented old man suddenly rolled his eyes. Only the whites of his turbid old eyes were left, and there was only a wisp of sword light wandering in it, the ultimate pure sword light!

Nothing is adulterated, and of course there is no letter.

"I forgot!"

he said.

After a moment, the whites of his eyes rolled back and he stared blankly at the sky: "Are you? Is there something wrong?"

The picture just disappeared.

The sky curtain that was lifted was put back again.

Ye Lingxiao wanted to use Yan Chun's return trip to Xinghan to send a message, but Yizhen Taoist leader also blocked it in advance!

And the eyes that were looking at Yan Chunhui were looking at Ye Lingxiao and said cruelly: "He doesn't remember."

Not only does he possess nearly invincible power, he also never relaxes in the slightest, and is strictly guarded in every aspect.

This is really...desperate!

Ye Lingxiao did not despair.

He just sighed: "This is indeed not a reliable guy."

After sighing, he smiled again: "Fortunately, I don't expect to just be him. Right?"

His wry smile turned into a smile, and the smile turned into laughter.

The golden god of wealth flying behind him was always smiling, and at this moment he shouted brilliantly: "Wealth comes from all directions!"

Gold ingots, snowflake silver, and Kongfang coins.

Worldly wealth surrounds him.

The God of Wealth raised a pair of golden hands, and under his palms were densely packed thoughts. At this moment, there were a total of 6,767 thoughts, and they were still increasing——

Those who worship him for wealth have their hearts and minds here.

Receive the worship of all people and control the fortune in all directions.

"If you ask for wealth, it will be granted! If you ask for money, you will be granted!"

"Those who worshiped me in the past will now be rewarded with money!"

He was especially grinning at this time, grinning like a gold ingot: "By the way, I want to share with them this huge secret about you, Yizhen Taoist Master!"

There is such a god in the world, sharing secrets and money!?

The Yang God of Shang Dao has accumulated many years of wealth, endless wealth, and now it is going to be distributed to those who worship the god in the world at this moment. Money will repay trust!

It is not only using money to repay the faith of the God of Wealth, but also using faith to convey a message. The God of Wealth replies just to let everyone know the true identity and real name of Yizhen Taoist leader at the first time.

Covering the sky with one hand cannot cover people's thoughts!

The core of Ruyi Immortal Palace's immortal arts is "using thoughts as techniques". In the era of Immortal Palace, it also uniquely used thoughts as a means of combat.

At its peak, it was known as "Whatever you ask for, nothing goes wrong!"

The monks of this immortal palace rarely encounter opponents in the battlefield of souls. They have always been said to be invincible among souls in the same realm.

Fellow Immortal God Ye Lingxiao's grasp and use of these thoughts are the best in the world.

It is difficult to match it in the past and present.

Under the absolute power gap, he used his wealth to break through the shield of Yizhen Taoist leader, and crossed the barriers of Taoism to pass the news he knew to the vast universe and spread it to countless worshipers of the God of Wealth.

This is throwing gold into the river, throwing silver to pave the way, purely throwing money!

The Taoist leader who remained as firm as a true Taoist actually moved away at this moment!

He stood there like the sky for eternity, and when he moved away, the stars hung over the plains, the moon surged over the river, and he was invincible in this world!

Every penny of money and every bit of faith was intercepted by him.

Those majestic and endless eyes became clearer! They already knew everything in the world and did not allow even a little bit of information to be leaked.

To catch a thousand birds, to cut off a thousand branches, and even at this moment, tens of thousands of people of faith are chasing and intercepting him with absolute strength. The power loss of Yizhen Taoist leader with every step is dozens or even hundreds of times that of Ye Lingxiao.

Even if he is as tyrannical as he is, he cannot fight against each other for such a long time.

Ye Lingxiao is right, the way of fighting has changed!

Defeating Ye Lingxiao and preventing Ye Lingxiao from sending messages are two completely different battles.

Yizhen Taoist leader can't bear it anymore.

He directly pressed one hand on the golden forehead of the God of Wealth, and pointed at the peak like a mountain, with black and white lights dancing around. The primordial energy, the cause and effect, pushed back countless messages waiting to be released.

Kill the godhead and melt gold with one hand!

His palms sank down on the God of Wealth's head, sinking into the golden body of the Yang God of Shangdao. In the process, he destroyed countless swirling thoughts.

Furthermore, a yellow turbid current surged up from the depths of the vast earth, suddenly entangled the feet of the golden body, and climbed up around the golden body, turning the gold into mud color, and turning the gold into yellow mud!

God has fallen!

How can we save sentient beings if we are made of clay?

And the other hand of Yizhen Taoist Master also raised high, and the sleeves of his robe were faint and infinite, as if they were swallowing the universe. Just like this, he raised his hand, turned his sleeves, and immediately pinched the neck of the banished immortal, locking the immortal energy.

The flow of clouds makes his mind unmoved!

There is a phantom of the blue sky floating on this hand, and the cold current is swirling around the fingers.
To be continued...