Chapter 656: Why did you betray me?
Gong Mengbi could not tell whether this was a wisp of divine consciousness cast by the Emperor or the Emperor himself, because the Emperor's realm, whether it was divine consciousness or his true self, was like the abyss of the ocean.
People standing on the beach cannot judge the size of the sea itself.
The old mage's originally cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and bright. The image of Emperor Fuyou appeared behind him. He glanced at Gong Mengbi with a hint of smile in his eyes.
He looked into the void again, then chuckled softly and said, "I originally thought it was an old friend who turned the tables, but it turned out to be a transplant."
"Little fox, I can only help you with one sword strike. My old body can only bear this one blow."
Gong Mengbitian bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Gong Mengbi raised his head and looked into the void, his eyes sparkling with the fierce look in the eyes of a fox when hunting.
The old wizard couldn't fly, and with the Emperor beside him, he didn't need to fly either. He just stretched out his hand and touched the magic sword, and the magic sword disappeared without a trace.
Suddenly, the sun rises in the east in the boundless sky.
The ghost that Mr. Yuanming was desperately holding onto noticed the changes behind him, waved his hand, and a divine flame fell on Mr. Yuanming, forcing him to flee far away.
The ghost turned around and saw the old wizard pointing the sword.
This sword seemed to come from the sky, like the rising sun, or more like the sudden break of light in the sky. The invisible sword came to chop down on the ghost.
This is a sword sent from heaven. The surging pure yang energy borrows the power of Tiangang to drive away demons, penetrate the nine netherworlds and ten earths, and destroy demons, ghosts and evildoers.
The ghost's hair stood on end, his mind felt as if pierced by a sharp blade. He let out a loud cry, and without hesitation, he raised his foundation and practiced the Five Wheels Technique. The brilliant light behind him rotated, and the divine wheel blocked in front of him.
But there was only a sound like breaking jade, and the divine wheel turned into hundreds of thousands of fragments and flew everywhere, while the divine sword continued to move forward.
The ghost was terrified, and five lights appeared on his body, all of which were poured into the red bead between his eyebrows.
The center of his eyebrows suddenly split open, like an eye, and the red bead was the pupil, emitting endless red light, pressing against his body.
The light of the divine sword and the light of the red bead collided with each other, and the entire sky turned half red and half golden.
The Pure Yang Sword broke through the light of the red bead and continued to move forward.
The ghost god was forced to retreat continuously, his body cracking, and he had already used up all his strength of the upper third level.
The red bead between his eyebrows emerged from the eye-like crack, wrapped in purple smoke and red flames like the sun, blocking his body firmly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
If there is even the slightest mistake, he will die under this sword.
The demon's body was engulfed in flames, its uncontrollable magical power radiating everywhere. His face was ferocious, his eyes bloodshot, and he could no longer hold his ground. In the next moment, he would die.
Master Liu pointed his sword at the demon. He was only one step away from slicing the Sun Pearl and beheading the demon. But he suddenly sighed, looked at Gong Mengbi, and said, "It's up to you."
Gong Mengbi looked at the old wizard. His hair was gray, and his face was weathered and wrinkled. His eyes were bright and lively, but his body was indeed too old - or perhaps it was that the old man's original nature was too weak.
Even if the Emperor's divine consciousness descended to help him, he would still have to be able to lift four ounces before he could move a thousand pounds of force.
Gong Mengbi had no complaints, and with gratitude in his heart, he bowed again to see him off.
The Emperor left.
The light in the old wizard's eyes dimmed, and he dropped to the ground with a cry of "Ouch!" and asked, "Is the Emperor here? Is the Emperor here?"
Gong Mengbi did not answer. As the Emperor left, the power of the Chunyang Sword slowly dissipated, and finally it returned to its original form as a magic sword, falling straight from the void.
The ghost god survived the catastrophe, but his magic power was greatly damaged. The light of the sun bead dimmed, with a faint smoke, floating in the void like a red incense burner. It was held in the hand of the ghost god and retracted into the center of his eyebrows.
The ghost was very proud and should have laughed out loud, but his face was distorted and he looked at the old wizard with a look that seemed to be neither smiling nor crying.
Of course he recognized him; this was Master Liu from the Fuji Temple in Gusu. They had been extremely wary of Master Liu and had therefore sent the Immortal Jinting to eliminate this threat.
They had witnessed with their own eyes that Master Liu had died and was buried in the cemetery. But at this moment, Master Liu, who was supposed to have died at the hands of the Great Immortal Jin Ting, had resurrected from the dead, summoned Emperor Fuyou, and almost killed them with a single sword strike.
"Golden Court..."
"Golden Court!"
"Why did you betray me!"
The ghost's five faces were all distorted, revealing an expression of anger, shame, and sorrow. He took a step forward, crossed the void, and headed straight for Gong Mengbi, demanding, "Where is Jin Ting?"
Light shone from between his eyebrows. Although the Sun Pearl was damaged, its essence was not lost. This mad ghost activated the Sun Pearl, releasing divine light towards Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi's eyebrows twitched. Even if it was a ghost or god with greatly damaged magic power, if this attack hit him, his Five Mountains Spirit God would be shattered.
Fortunately, this ghost was in a state of confusion and his aim was poor. Gong Mengbi turned into five-colored smoke and suddenly rushed into the void, avoiding the attack.
The ghost chased after him and roared, "Where is Jin Ting?"
Gong Mengbi stood in the void, transformed into five-colored smoke, and whispered, "You want to see that evil fox? Okay, I'll let you take a look!"
The five-colored smoke and clouds were in front, so they were higher than the ghosts and gods, blocking the sky and the vision.
As Gong Mengbi finished speaking, the five-colored smoke dissipated, revealing the flawless full moon in the sky.
Wutongshen originally looked up at the void, and at a glance, he saw the perfect moon hanging high in the sky.
The moon was at its zenith, immense and cold, like an eye, slowly gazing at him. Those eyes seemed to mirror those of the Immortal Jin Ting.
The five faces of the Five-Directional God were all distorted, and he let out painful and twisted cries. The bright moon carried supreme divine power, and countless moon gods appeared in the moonlight. Countless precious mirrors stood up, illuminating the bodies of the Five-Directional God.
He struggled in agony, demanding, "Jin Ting! Jin Ting! I treated you well! Why did you betray me?"
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