Chapter 52: The Pastoral Temple of the scriptures

All night, plus one day, Lu Zhao's mind fell into extreme fantasy, thought a lot, and figured out some ideas.

I, Senior Shinto, cannot go directly to the Wasteland Realm. Is there anything inside?

Until the night came and when Shin-shi arrived, two guys who had different plans for the Jingguo Shrine walked on the clouds and came to the bluestone street outside the Jingguo Shrine in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Bloodblade, let me fire this first shot, how about it?"

"Since Brother Lu has such a good mood, how can I discourage your interest? Anyway, the purpose of my trip is just to be resentful. Brother Lu asked me to save some energy, and I can't ask for it."

"Thank you!"

Lu Zhao's eyes were bright and he stared forward without a moment. His wrist naturally twisted and his divine energy erupted. A deep crack seemed to open in his hand, and the absorption force increased sharply, and the cold air of the surrounding ghosts immediately swept away.

"scold!"

At this moment, a cold snorted from the spiritual consciousness that was gathering wildly around, and a cold voice echoed.

"Squeeze!" Lu Zhao said carelessly.

The moment these two words sounded, within a radius of a hundred feet, it immediately seemed to be squeezed by the heaven and earth, and it quickly solidified, as if it was about to squeeze everything within a hundred feet.

Lu Zhao pointed casually, shaking the will of the Reincarnation Dao. With this finger, all the countless Shikigamis that existed in the Jingguo Shrine trembled. Lu Zhao was connected to the Qi and veins of the Reincarnation Pan, and had such strong control power for these Shikigamis.

"Buzz"

The guards who were about to step towards Lu Zhao suddenly retreated with difficulty. Lu Zhao fell down with one finger, as if they had caused an earthquake. They seemed to have exhausted all their strength and stood there almost tremblingly.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Three fingers were shaking again, and Lu Zhao's fingers were almost dazzled. The void near his fingers were torn to pieces. Several guards retreated with difficulty, and one of them was bleeding from the shoulders, which was obviously cut through the skin by the wind.

The four fingers pressed down, but did not follow Lu Zhao's wish. Sutras appeared from the ground of the shrine, with patterns flashing, and the light was unstable, blocking his attack, and even carrying the idea of ​​killing, rebounding and tempting to attack.

"This... the sage scriptures!" The blood blade of the feather tribe stared at the beams of light emerging in the night sky in amazement.

"Swish..."

The divine light in the scriptures cut through the void, making people tremble and want to worship. Although it is just a beam of light, the people who see it all remembered the teachings of sages in their ears.

With Lu Zhao's eyesight, he could see through these scriptures at a glance that were pulled by the aura contained in the main god position in the shrine, but he didn't know what was contained in that divine card.

"Is this what is left by that sage, who actually protects this broken temple?" Lu Zhao spat. This scripture is a relic of sages, engraved on the rock and soil below the surface of the shrine, protecting the Fusang shrine.

Lu Zhao did not move at all and did not retreat. The divine light in his eyes was horrifying and stared coldly. The guards who had already retreated took another step back. They were frightened by the momentum and couldn't help but shivered and retreated involuntarily.

The blood blade of the feather tribe stared at the inside of the Jingguo Shrine. He obviously found a strong man hidden in the inner hall, no less than his strong man.

"boom"

Even though it is separated by the formation pattern, it is difficult to stop the tsunami-like divine power from attacking fiercely, and the air waves are surging, but the strength gap is huge, and Lu Zhao cannot break the shield of the scriptures.

At this time, the scriptures that were derived from the blue mist in the courtyard actually appeared beside Lu Zhao. The space around him changed, and then the void manifested by the scriptures enveloped him, suddenly dimmed and there was no trace of light.

When Lu Zhao was just wondering, he felt a strong force pulling him into a sank. The void seemed to suddenly become a bottomless abyss, causing him to fall down continuously.

During this process, countless images of scriptures came one after another, and suddenly all kinds of monsters and monsters were changing, screaming and stretching out thousands of arms to pull him to the bottom of the abyss. In another trance, there was a clear light shining, and the demonic atmosphere suddenly disappeared. The gods and gods smiled and stared at the sky, and all kinds of strange phenomena were all there.

Lu Zhao's heart was a little cold. He knew something was wrong. He made a quick decision and shouted loudly. In an instant, he motivated the divine essence and lifted his mind up, like a dragon leaping through the abyss and rushed out of the abyss void.

All strange phenomena disappeared, and Lu Zhao was still in normal shape, and there was no abnormality at all.

Shaking his head, Lu Zhao was already sweating. Thanks to his own mind being blessed by the Eastern Emperor's inheritance, all evil will not be invaded for the time being, otherwise he might have fallen into it this time.

Lu Zhao swept his right hand, and the will on his forehead transformed into a figure, sitting cross-legged in the void, with a solemn appearance, like a king sitting high in the Golden Palace, raising his hand slightly.

"Flat!"

There was obviously no sound wave, but the will of the king echoed in the hearts of everyone present, and his legs were weak and he was about to kneel down.

"boom!"

When the heaven and earth were rioting, Lu Zhao's will surpass his own body of martial arts. After colliding with the murderous thoughts of the scriptures and mantra array, it made a loud bang, but it was not inferior.

The remains of the sages actually guarded the evil land that had invaded China. It should be noted that China is the place where gods originated. It was not until this moment that Lu Zhao knew why the will of the Reincarnation Dao did not send the evil ghosts in this shrine into the Reincarnation.

The will of the Reincarnation Dao has been recondensing for less than two years, and its power has just recovered. Although I know that I have such a cancer, I can do nothing about it.

I can only endure it and wait for the will of the God Emperor to protect Fusang to dissipate.

This is also a helpless move. The will of the Reincarnation Dao follows the law of cause and effect in the heaven and earth. The souls in the Jingguo Shrine are not full of evil? The will of the Reincarnation Dao naturally hopes to kick all these things into the Reincarnation Track and filter them all, and how many times will the animal path go.

But this relic was written by the predecessor of Shinto, Donghuang, and it contains the will of the gods.

This is the real will of Emperor Shinto and the will of Emperor Donghuang Taiyi!

The real Donghuang Taiyi is naturally not in the cycle of reincarnation, but this once-great habitat has the will of Donghuang.

For thousands of years, there has been a golden crow blood stone that was born in line with this will of Donghuang and became a god. You can borrow this will of Donghuang Taiyi. Fusang used his sister, wine and food to honor this blood stone in exchange for its protection of Fusang.

Lu Zhao decided to work harder, and the Nine Dragon Seal appeared in his right hand turned slightly, and the Shinto Seal was pulled, trying to seize the crystal in one fell swoop.

Lu Zhao remained silent, and the phantom of the seal in front of him appeared, flashed out, and stepped into the shrine without thinking. However, the moment he entered, he saw that spells suddenly rose again in the shrine. These spells instantly condensed into each other and turned into arrows, with a screaming sound, and rushed towards Lu Zhao frantically at an extremely fast speed.

"Qua!"

The scripture actually made a crow's cry, and the golden light shone brightly. A three-legged golden crow rushed out, and the feathers and arrows were all united.

Above, there were thousands of yang energy flowing, and each bloodline was beating and resurrected, presenting a golden crow divine bird.

With a fierce collision, the Nine Dragon Qi contained in the seal confronted violently with the Golden Crow vision evolved in the Donghuang scriptures!

Several bangs echoed, and the powerful defense of the Nine Dragon Seal, Lu Zhao was shocked and retreated again and again until he left the shrine, and the spells inside were calmed down.

Lu Zhao said secretly that he was not a reckless person, but was too confident about himself. He smiled bitterly at this moment: "This spell is too disgusting, it is clearly set up to stop me."

Although Lu Zhao's attack did not work, his behavior seemed to slap these evil ghosts in the face. In order to regain the scene, all Shikigamis in the projection of the entire Jingguo Shrine, which could not be counted, were boiling at this moment.

Endless black holes are connected together, and countless evil ghosts are wandering in the inner courtyard.

Everyone was terrified that such a showdown was really terrifying. Even the monks watching in the void retreated far away.

"thump"

A three-legged golden crow was directly slapped back into the scriptures and spell formation, and black feathers flew all over the sky, with many cracks on their bodies, and a few bald hairs.

"Dong..."

Lu Zhao was not much better, and his mouth was bright red and he stepped back several steps before he could offset the momentum.
Chapter completed!