There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

You shouldn't be like this.

Chen Banxian took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his blood and wanting to kill Fengshen.

Friend, I don't want to be on the opposite side of you. Fengshen sighed: But, I can't bear it, I can't bear it, he died like this. I have an unshirkable responsibility for what happened to him.

He? Chen Banxian stared into the void: You mean Mu Zhi, the thing hiding in the void.

You want to protect him? His eyes were full of threats.

I know I can't protect Him. Fengshen cried in pain: But I still want to give it a try.

Chen Banxian raised the imperial weapon: No one or god can change the person or god I want to kill.

He was full of threats: Even if it's you, Fengshen, I can't kill you, but I can imprison you forever.

The God of Wind remained motionless, and he replaced his answer with silence.

Chen Banxian raised the imperial jar and paused with his arms. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. After holding on for a moment, he lowered his voice.

Give you a chance to talk about it.

Fengshen raised his head, not surprised.

He told it slowly, starting from the beginning.

Alu is a very kind god.

He loves woods, flowers and plants, and every life. He is curious about every new thing, whether it is mushrooms after the rain or busy bees, He loves them all.

“He is good, and where He is, all things are in harmony.”

Fengshen said, his brows slightly raised, as if he was recalling a certain period of time.

He was so innocent and beautiful when I met Him. I spent dozens of days and nights with Him. He was my favorite friend. In the end, I chose to be free and say goodbye temporarily.

He frowned: But the good times did not last long. After I left, the Black Spot King occupied this place. It imprisoned Alu and used his flesh and blood to cultivate.

Fengshen's eyes were red: Did you know? He watched himself being chopped off his limbs and brains, but he couldn't die because he was a priest. After a while, he recovered and the cycle started all over again.

This kind of torture lasted for countless days and nights. He kept sending distress signals to my only friend, but I kept staying away because I loved freedom.

Fengshen blames himself: Who can endure such torture? The Black Spot King eats him when he is happy, eats him when he is angry, and eats him when entertaining guests. His resentment is endless and his hatred grows day by day.

Until one day, a piece of strange material was attracted by his resentment and integrated into his body, turning Alu into what he is now.

The tears of the God of Wind fell and turned into the breeze. His eyes were full of sadness: Alu is so innocent and kind. It is not his fault that he became what he is now.

Chen Banxian listened quietly, stretched out his hand, and tore open the place where his mother's knowledge was hidden.

The layers of space were roughly torn apart by him, revealing the true face of Mother Zhi.

It was an indescribable thing, like clouds and mist and flesh and blood, with colorful colors, white, white and black making up the upper half, and the lower half was made up of four slender deer legs.

At a glance, Chen Banxian saw a lot of mushrooms growing on his body. He raised his hand slightly, and the mushrooms disappeared again.

He took another look, and the mushroom appeared again, swallowing it again, and his cultivation level was rising steadily.

Soon, the fifth level of Dzogchen has been reached!

He took out a butterfly specimen: Is this the Black-spotted King you are talking about?

No wonder King Black Spot wanted to eat the Deer God. Even he had the idea of ​​using the Deer God to practice.

The specialness of the fifth realm allows him to block all interference and turn it into his own energy.

The strange substance in the Deer God's body allows his cultivation level to continue to rise. This is a path that is completely different from the normal cultivation system.

The door that originally opened inside and outside the body to release energy has now become a way to absorb energy.

pity……

Chen Banxian tightened his grip: with a click, the Black Spot King turned into powder.

He stared closely at Fengshen: I killed the Black Spot King. For the sake of fairness, let me kill him too.

Alu is innocent! Fengshen stood in front of him: I can't guarantee that he will never do bad things again. My friend, please spare him, okay?

He is innocent?

Chen Banxian smiled: He is innocent? There is not even a blade of grass growing for thousands of miles.

He is innocent? Millions of lives died in Cotton City.

He is innocent? I almost died.

He is innocent? He... almost killed my most important person and ate half of my body!

Every word, every sentence is asking Fengshen: You say he is innocent? Tell me, how is he innocent?

The most important thing is the last one.

Chen Banxian couldn't let go of the Deer God. He was already on the road to death.

But this is all made of that weird substance! The wind god roared, the wind roared, and the heaven and earth rolled up in anger:

Alu didn't do it, so why do you want to kill him?

Chen Banxian had a cold face: I don't care how innocent he is, he hurt my dragon!

He must die!

At this moment, he was no longer the selfless hexagram master, he only wanted to take revenge!

You can't kill Him! Fengshen's eyes were red: Friend, do you know that I am not an ordinary priest?

Of course I know. Chen Banxian said slowly: There are two types of priesthood, one is to worship mountains and rivers, and the other is to rule.

A Feng, you are the first God of Rules I have ever seen, but you think too much. For me, God of Rules is just a little more difficult to kill as long as he is in the same realm.

These words made Fengshen take three steps back.

Then try it!

Try, just try.

Chen Banxian raised the imperial jar and pushed it down hard!

The God of Wind is waiting, and all the winds in the world are stirring, obeying his orders.

Freedom requires a price. If there is no price, then freedom must have the strength to match and maintain it.

Fengshen has.

But the next second, Chen Banxian opened the lid of the imperial jar, put him into the jar, and quickly closed it again!

The world suddenly calmed down.

At the last moment, what he saw was Fengshen's expression of disbelief and relaxation.

He is also in a difficult situation, and trapping him is actually the best choice.

Holding the imperial jar, Chen Banxian smiled and looked at his mother: Tsk, tsk, tsk, you've been watching the show without saying a word for so long, you should say a few words, right?

I sense a special aura in you, unknown level?

You (count)... know me (count).

Mu Zhi's voice sounded like countless people speaking at the same time. Just hearing Chen Banxian's words made him feel like his cultivation level was rising.

This is an infection. It is the most terrifying disease for monks under the way of heaven, and it is the most terrifying infectious disease in the ordinary state of the Meteor Immortal Stone.

Just as deadly.

I once pardoned a god who was also an unknown god before.

Thinking of that time, Chen Banxian couldn't help but feel that he was too courageous.

The scene that Qingshuang appeared in his dream was clearly the blood-red crystal.

If it weren't for something wrong with him and being affected by his own conscience, Baihu City would probably have fallen.

You can't kill me (several sounds). Mu Zhi said calmly: I am the dead unknown, merged with the priesthood, I am both a god and a guile.

No matter whether it is a god or a trick, it cannot be killed.

It's ridiculous. Chen Banxian shook his head, his cultivation finally reached its limit.

He had just broken through the fifth realm, and his cultivation had already reached the fifth realm. He was not going to talk nonsense.

You're useless, go to hell.

You are using me to practice! Mu Zhi was angry. This brought back bad memories for him.

You and that demon king are both of the same type!

You are wrong. Chen Banxian raised the imperial jar and temporarily placed a faint white light in his hand.

The base of the immortal energy pulled out the unformed strand of immortal energy, but it was enough to revive a little power of the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers.

That's a lot of nonsense. You deserve to die if you hurt me, Jiaojiao!

The Jidao Emperor's soldiers revived, and a terrifying imperial power erupted from here.

boom!

The extreme power stretches endlessly, and all the threads and insects are turned into ashes.

In this spectacular scene, Mu Zhi continued to weaken. Chen Banxian moved closer and blocked the latter with both hands!

Destroy!

A luxurious door appeared behind him, and he swallowed it wildly, making his mother smaller and smaller!

Finally, he disappeared in Chen Banxian's hands.

The earth shook and the sky trembled. At this moment, everyone could feel that the things that were suppressed in their hearts disappeared.

In Cotton City, many seriously ill people were still vomiting, but suddenly, their bodies shriveled up.

In many places, flesh and blood were replaced abruptly.

Mu Zhi died, all microorganisms were wiped out by the Jidao Emperor's soldiers, and the replaced flesh and blood naturally shriveled up.

This is fatal. At least 90% of people are infected and are now in danger!

This made Ninth's brows suddenly frown.

No one could have imagined such a change.

Empress Roushan stood up immediately: Quick, let everyone go outside the city, I can save you!

Ninth shook his head: It's too late, only a few minutes at most.

He waved his hand and ordered: All dark armors, dig the city wall!

Towed by a transport plane, let's temporarily remove the walls of Cotton City!

Take down the wall?

How huge a project is this? But for now, this is indeed the fastest way.

Everyone, get out of the way and let Mr. Jian come!

The sword essence turned into a giant sword that reached the sky, and was inserted diagonally into a corner of the Meteor Immortal Stone wall of Miancheng, exerting great force! People saw that the towering city wall kept getting higher and higher, but the other side was sinking.

Ninth, hurry up and pull the other side!

The sword spirit conveyed his spiritual message, and all transport planes were immediately mobilized.

But it's still too reluctant. The city wall surrounding the entire Cotton City is so wide. This city was a first-tier city in the past and it occupies a large area.

Only the Night Owl transport plane and all the Dark Armor members could lift it up.

MD, how could there be such a thing? I can't even use it!

Zhang Han cursed loudly, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing a large number of innocent souls die in the city, Chen Banxian, who was staying outside the city, felt something in his heart.

He noticed that the lights of the boats were extinguishing.

not good!

Feeling something in his heart, he stopped dawdling and quickly tore open the space and entered Cotton City.

The heaviness on the other end suddenly lightened.

All the transport planes jumped up, and they saw a tiny figure dragging up the city wall, carrying the giant sword farther and farther away.

Bastard, you are so strong!

The sword spirits were all surprised: How has your strength improved after entering the fifth realm?