Just as the king closed his eyes and waited for death, he suddenly heard the voice of the foreign cultivator in his ears: "National Teacher, I have a request. ”

The voice was calm, without a hint of panic, not at all like the voice of a dying man.

The national teacher smiled and said, "Let's hear it." ”

"I want to bow to my master one more time before I die. Li Zhiming said.

"Hehe, I can meet your request, the God of Heavenly Fury is sometimes forgiving, but you have to chant the Soul Offering Mantra before you die, and give your soul to the God of Heavenly Fury. The national teacher said.

"Okay, please bring me the portrait of my master. Li Zhiming said.

He knew that this national teacher would definitely agree to himself, because the soul of a person of faith like himself was not easy to disperse, and it was an excellent refining material for many evil cultivators, and for the gods, his voluntary sacrifice of the soul could bring many benefits, especially the gods of the Heavenly Fury River who relied on fear to collect faith.

And in Li Zhiming's heart, he vaguely felt that this national teacher was actually not a human being, maybe he was the Heavenly Fury River God himself.

The person behind the national teacher had already opened a package, and a scroll was exposed.

The national teacher had seen this scroll, and the figure in the portrait in it was sure that he was a powerful person, and then he took it out again, and for some reason, he suddenly had a feeling of unease.

The king is watching, Zhenzhen is watching.

The king looked at Li Zhiming's calm eyes, which only firm faith can have, and he suddenly had the idea that maybe there was still hope for everything.

A person came to Li Zhiming with the portrait, and they didn't put Li Zhiming down, but still tied him.

The scroll unfolds, and under the sunlight, the picture on the scroll gives people an ethereal and mysterious feeling.

Zhenzhen, who was also tied to the wooden frame of the cross, looked at the person on the scroll, and thought to himself, it turned out that this person was Li Zhiming's master, he must be a powerful immortal, but unfortunately he couldn't come to help Li Zhiming now, otherwise everything would turn around.

Li Zhiming looked at the portrait of Chen Gong on the painting scroll, and couldn't help but think about the situation when he left Tianjian Peak, and secretly said in his heart: "Mountain God, Zhiming is in trouble, only the Mountain God can save Zhiming." ”

After thinking about it, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and shouted up to the sky: "Divine servant Li Zhiming respectfully invites the mountain god to come to Hanhai Kingdom!"

The national teacher was shocked, rose up, and threw himself towards the portrait. On the portrait, the light shone brightly, and somehow left the man's hand and floated in the air, and the person in the portrait suddenly came to life, and his eyes seemed to pass through the endless void.

The portrait floated in the air, and everyone looked up, all in amazement, not understanding what was going to happen, but knowing that things had changed. Because the national teacher has already risen to the sky, one hand shrouded in black light towards the scroll, he wants to put away the scroll, or tear the painting.

The king's eyes were full of expectation, Mu Zhenzhen's eyes were full of doubt and surprise, and the eyes of the national teacher were only shock.

Li Zhiming's eyes became brighter and brighter, revealing incomparable confidence, and he suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "The god of the ancient sky of Jinyang Prefecture has descended on Hanhai Kingdom!"

In his excited and high-pitched voice, the scroll quickly faded and disappeared in the light, and a person emerged from the light.

Snow-white robes, clear faces, and a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Chaotic gods and evil things, dare to descend on the Hanhai Kingdom!" the national teacher shouted, his eyes suddenly surging with fierce light, facing the eyes of Chen Gong who had descended.

Chen Gong didn't make a sound, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes, he just opened his mouth and spit out, and faintly there seemed to be a butterfly flying out of his mouth, full of murderous aura. The two pairs of wings of the butterfly glow with a dark red light, and the light is about a foot long, which is particularly eye-catching.

The red light was like blood, but it had the same dazzling feeling as the sun. The red light flashed suddenly, the butterfly flew and fell into the hands of the national teacher, the black light shrouded in the national teacher's hand was cut away like mist, and his hand was disconnected from the red light on the butterfly's body, even the belt bones, and blood was flying.

The national teacher screamed miserably, his eyes swelled with horror, his body swirled, the black light on his body was hazy, and he wanted to hide and escape, but the red light swept through, breaking through the fog, and the national teacher screamed, but it was extremely short, and it stopped abruptly, and his body and head had been separated.

Except for Li Zhiming, the others were extremely shocked, in their hearts, they were almost the most powerful person except for the Heavenly Fury River God, and they actually died in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when the national teacher's head was separated, a black gas burst out of his body and rushed into the Tianfu River, and the Tianfu River immediately had water waves rolled up, and there was a demon in the water waves, and there was mud and sand in the waves, and the sound was terrifying.

There was a piercing scream in the mud waves, and everyone hurriedly covered their ears and fled in all directions.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. "The waves of water from the river rushed up to the shore, as high as a house, and seemed to swallow up the people.

There were also bursts of angry screams in the river waves, and the sound of angry screams frightened people, and some of them had been running away from the Tianfu River, but after hearing this sound, they suddenly bled through seven holes, and fell straight to the ground, unable to distinguish whether they were shocked to death by sound waves or frightened to death.

"Heaven is angry, heaven is angry!" shouted the scattered fleeers, and people from afar slipped into their homes and closed the doors, while some dragged their wives and children to the heights.

"Are you the god of Guxiao Mountain?" There was a monster standing there in the river waves, but the fierce light in his eyes was even more intense, and the river was very high, but it did not fall.

Chen Gong didn't pay attention to it at all, and the Heavenly Fury River God said again: "This god has no grudge against you, why can't you get along with this god?"

As he spoke, the butterfly flapped its wings, the red light shone, flashed out of thin air, disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of the river waves.

The Heavenly Fury River God was shocked and angry, he also recognized that this was the sword of transformation, even if he didn't recognize it, he had heard that the ancient Xiao Mountain God Chen Gong's swordsmanship was extremely skillful, and only Shushan Jun was comparable to it in the world.

It's just that rumors are always rumors, how can anyone experience it so clearly. When he found out that the Red Flame Sword had arrived in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, shocked that the rumors of the swordsmanship of this ancient Xiao Mountain God were not exaggerated at all, it was really terrifying, and the anger was that he didn't put himself in his eyes at all, if it was a real body, of course he would only have to escape, but now he didn't know what kind of divine power he used to divide a wisp of spiritual consciousness and divine thoughts, and he actually despised himself so much.

When the anger in his heart swelled, his body had already reacted, and the river waves collapsed down.

In the river of heavenly wrath, he is a god, and he can raise the wrath of heaven in a single thought.

However, the Red Flame Sword seemed to pierce into the ordinary waves of water, and the water broke open under the red light, and compared to the Heavenly Fury River God, it was his divine power and spiritual sense that was cut open.

This river wave is integrated into his spell, he didn't expect that when his spell and the spiritual power of the Tianfu River faced the Red Flame Sword, he didn't have the slightest resistance at all, he was about to fall into the river when he was back, and his whole body would escape with the river waves, and when the time came, as long as he escaped to the bottom of the Tianfu River, he would have the power to protect himself.

At the same time, from his mouth spewed out a white and blue Inner Dan, for the demons, the Inner Dan is the most primitive means of attack, but also the most powerful, to the last critical moment, they will spew out the Inner Dan, so usually they use this Inner Dan as a magic weapon to refined.

There are lines on the inner dan, and if you look closely, you will find that they are some runes, and the runes are not fixed, but you can learn the Xuanwen left by your predecessors, and you can also realize yourself. Just by looking at the different depths and uneven thickness of the runes on this Neidan, you can see that this Neidan has not been refined at home, or that his own comprehension of some things is not enough.

The sword light broke through the waves, and it was about to collide with Neidan, but I saw that the sword light suddenly disappeared, as if it passed through Neidan at the moment of contact.

The light shone brightly, and the waves of the water had already engulfed the god of the Heavenly Fury River, however, in the light, a patch of red surged in the river, like a sunset shining on the surface of the river, and the high river waves immediately disintegrated, turned into surging waves and fell on the ground, and retreated back into the river.

When people came back to their senses, they saw pieces of minced meat and fish scales floating on the surface of the river, and a fish head still rolling on the riverbank.

The rope on Li Zhiming's body, which was tied to the wooden cross, had been cut, and he knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Zhiming is incompetent, bothering the mountain god." ”

That Chen Gong didn't pay attention to him, only to see that his wrist was turning, and there was already an extra white and blue bead in his hand, which was the Inner Dan of the Heavenly Fury River God.

Neidan flew up in front of Li Zhiming, and before Li Zhiming could catch it, he suddenly fell to the ground. Li Zhiming hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, and when he looked up again, Chen Gong had disappeared, and only one picture scroll was falling down in the sky, so he hurriedly caught it, rolled it up, and put it in the cloth cover.

Chen Gong had already left, coming and going in a hurry, not even saying a word, and the time was extremely short, before and after was just the time when the Heavenly Fury River God said two words.

King Mujie's face was red, half shocked and half excited.

"Messenger of God, messenger of God, you are the messenger of the gods, and the widow is guilty of many offenses, and you hope to forgive your sins. Mu Jie hurriedly came and said loudly.

Someone went to relieve the princess, and some soldiers wanted to put away the fish demon head, but they didn't dare, and looked at Li Zhiming frequently.

Li Zhiming smiled and said: "Don't mind the king, the mountain god won't blame, how can I mind." ”

After a polite remark, King Mu Jie naturally put on a banquet, feasted the ministers, and someone at the banquet said that Li Zhiming was named the national teacher, and the king only thought for a while when he heard it, and then agreed, after all, on the Void Immortal Continent, a country without the protection of gods is very dangerous.

However, after he proposed, Li Zhiming refused, saying that he was the god of Gu Xiao, and his duty was to tell the people of the world the name of the god of Gu Xiao, so that everyone in the world knew the god of Gu Xiao and could not accept the position of national teacher.

Li Zhiming's refusal surprised the king a little, and also made Zhenzhen, who was on the side, a little worried. As soon as Li Zhiming came here, she fell in love with this man who was completely different from the young man of her Hanhai Kingdom, he had a mysterious and elegant aura unique to a cultivator, and he was always soft-spoken, his eyes were clear, and she hoped that Li Zhiming would stay.

Even though a minister answered and diverted the topic, the banquet lasted until late at night, although there was a matter of Li Zhiming refusing the king before, which made the king a little regretful, but it did not make his mood worse.