Click!

The three incense sticks on the purple gold incense burner suddenly broke into two short and one long. Under the combined pressure of a three hundred thousand Yin De magic weapon and an imitation of a small Kunlun virtual artifact, the three incense sticks finally could not withstand the pressure and were all destroyed.

Just when the three sticks of incense burned out, two short and one long, the Zijin Incense Burner was counterattacked by the three sticks of incense that increased blessings. Blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and blessings turned into disasters. At this moment, the Zijin Incense Burner was suppressed by the three magic weapons.

The nine red scorpions screamed, and the purple-gold incense burner fell heavily to the ground, hitting the foot of the mountain with a bang and breaking into pieces.

The fire overturned, turning a pure land into a mountain of flames. At the same time, the thunder and fire that shook the altar wood and incense also spread rapidly, burning in all directions.

At this time, even the scroll began to burn, starting from the end and quickly spreading upwards. In a short time, one-fifth of it had been burned.

And it continues to burn upward.

At this time, Immortals on Bulao Mountain sent raindrops, and the sky brought rain. However, these rootless water did not extinguish the fire at the foot of the mountain as imagined.

Instead, the fire continued to burn bigger and bigger.

The Immortal on the Bulao Mountain, who was so high above, finally came down the mountain. He seemed to be taking a few steps, but he was able to cross a mountain in one step. His figure quickly zoomed in, and he reached the mountainside in a few blinks. At this time, he could clearly see all of the Immortal on the Immortal Buddha.

Appearance.

At this moment, the fortune tellers suddenly shouted incoherently in panic: "The Immortal has come down the mountain! The Immortal has really come down the mountain!"

"Jiangzhou Prefecture! Wu Zang Taoist Temple! If you can't appease the anger of the Immortal, you are waiting to be crushed by the Immortal! Offer sacrifices!"

The scroll was still burning rapidly. The Immortal on Bulao Mountain stood on the mountainside, looking at Jin An at eye level: "Wuzang Taoist Temple, little Taoist priest, wait for this Immortal to come to Jiangzhou Mansion."

No anger.

No anger.

He didn't lose his cool due to shock and anger.

There is no yelling like the incompetent person.

The Immortal on Burao Mountain smiled and looked at Jin An levelly, leaving behind the words plain. At this moment, the scroll was completely swallowed up by the fire, and the Immortal figure on Burao Mountain disappeared from sight.

"Shangxian, don't leave! Shangxian, please save us!" Several people in the courtyard who were seriously injured were wailing in despair, but they had lost their use value and were destined to become abandoned children. The Immortal of Fu Lao Mountain never looked at these abandoned children from beginning to end.

One glance.

What are chess pieces? They can be replaced by others at any time and are inexhaustible.

This is the fate of the chess pieces, and the chess pieces are discarded pieces.

Jin An looked sternly as he watched the landscape painting burn out, and finally put away the incense, wishing force and shaking altar wood.

"To grow old but not die is to be a thief, to die but not to be stiff is to be a monster." Jin An snorted coldly, then looked coldly at the fortune teller, blacksmith, fisherman, and spiritual mirror master who fell in the ruins.

As a result, just when he was about to interrogate these people, he triggered the restriction of the Immortal Mountain Seed in these people's bodies. The life and death talismans exploded, and their souls were scattered. There was no chance to summon the souls for interrogation.

Although he had expected that Bulaoshan would not let anyone capture these chess pieces alive, Jin An still frowned when he saw this happen.
Chapter completed!