The God and Buddha are actually me

Just when Zhang Jiuyang saw the appearance of the Heavenly Venerable, Taoist Qingxuan, who had been sitting under the Tongtian Bell for decades, also discovered something.

The reason why he was chosen as the bell keeper was because he had mastered the technique of driving away the ghost pupils among the 36 techniques of the Jade Tripod, and his eyesight had been greatly enhanced. Even if he could not compare with Zhang Jiuyang's spiritual official's heavenly eyes, he was far better than most cultivators.

Taoist Qingxuan immediately stood up, circulated the pure yang magic power in his body, and prepared to ring the bell.

He also practiced the Jade Tripod Mysterious Art, and because of decades of pure cultivation without distractions, he had practiced to the fifth picture and nurtured the holy fetus.

He had even practiced the fifth picture to the peak and began to comprehend the sixth picture.

Such a cultivation had made him the bell-bearing elder of the Jade Tripod Palace, and his profound skills could be ranked in the top ten.

The wooden hammer finally moved under the continuous infusion of his magic power, and slowly knocked towards the Tongtian Bell.

But Qingxuan's face changed drastically, because he suddenly found that the void around him seemed to be blocked, and every wisp of air was as heavy as a mountain, as if walking through a quagmire.

The Tongtian Bell that he could easily ring in the past, now just pushing the wooden hammer, almost exhausted his magic power.

Qingxuan did not hesitate at all, his white hair danced wildly, his eyes seemed to be filled with bloodshot, and a powerful fluctuation of magic power emerged again in his already dry body.

Burning blood!

Boom boom boom!

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be able to hear the violent beating of his heart, like the sound of drums on the battlefield, each beat sounded like thunder, burning a lot of precious blood in his heart.

Qingxuan's hair quickly became dull, and his originally smooth and shiny skin was covered with wrinkles. The meridians on his body were exploded inch by inch, so that blood splashed and dyed the Taoist robe red.

Finally, the wooden hammer hit the Tongtian Bell, making a sound.

But at this time, Qingxuan's eyes, ears, mouth and nose had exploded and turned into a bloody mess. He could not hear the bell at all, nor did he feel the opening of the mountain protection formation.

So he thought that he did not ring it, or did not ring it loud enough, so that the disciples in charge of the mountain protection formation did not hear it.

So he wanted to ring it a second time, but the mallet only moved a few inches and stopped forever.

"Ring... the bell..."

He shouted these two words tremblingly in his bloody mouth, and then he lost his breath forever, leaving only a trace of remnant thoughts, and continued to guard the Xuan Bell, trying to ring it.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiuyang felt a little emotional.

No wonder the remnant thoughts of this old Taoist priest always led people to ring the bell. He had forgotten everything and only knew to ring the bell, but he didn't know that the person he wanted to alert had died six hundred years ago.

What he didn't know was that he had already rung the bell that year. The reason why the mountain protection formation was not activated was not because of him, but because the formation had been secretly destroyed long ago.

Zhang Jiuyang thought of the file left by Zhuge Qixing, and the craftsmen mentioned in it, and his heart was heavy.

Obviously, the destruction of Yuding Palace was a long-planned thing. The other party planned carefully and acted ruthlessly, not giving Yuding Palace a chance.

Ding!

The bell rang and spread to all directions, but Qingxuan could no longer hear it at this moment. He had become a bloody corpse.

The Yuding Palace disciples who heard the bell quickly gathered on the sword test platform.

Above the thundercloud, the zombie that could control thousands of thunders had already arrived above Yuding Palace. His scarlet eyes looked at the ant-like villains below, and a trace of greed and bloodthirstiness flashed in his eyes.

Boom!

A series of golden thunders fell suddenly, like countless spears falling from the sky, falling on the Yuding Palace disciples.

In an instant, countless disciples turned into ashes, and screams continued.

Zhang Jiuyang was startled and found that the thunder was actually the divine thunder among the five thunders. This thunder was magnificent and sacred. It only hurt the enemy but would not harm innocent people, let alone cause fire.

It was the superior magical power in the thunder method.

He practiced the Five Thunder Seals to the realm of transformation, and then he could barely master this magical power. How could this zombie with evil spirit master the method of divine thunder?

More importantly, this zombie who knew thunder reminded him of the one who ran out of the fairy palace.

In the memory of the woman who hated to marry, he saw that in addition to Ao Li, there were three black shadows escaping from the fairy palace.

One was a mother-in-law wearing a shroud, one was an old monk who used the Buddha's head as a wooden fish, and the other was a zombie who knew thunder.

Zombies knowing thunder methods, this is simply against common sense, and it is rare in the world.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't believe that there would be such a coincidence in the world. He believed that the zombie that destroyed the Yuding Palace with Tianzun at this moment was the one in the Immortal Palace!

But why did it appear six hundred years ago?

Boom!

The sound of thunder continued and echoed for a long time. Each sound was the death of one or even several disciples.

Zhang Jiuyang keenly observed that the blood and essence of every Yuding disciple who was struck by thunder evaporated in an instant, while the zombie showed a comfortable and comfortable look.

His eyes condensed. This zombie could actually use thunder to suck blood!

This is simply an unheard-of strange thing!

Thunder is extremely strong and yang, and the divine thunder is the most sacred of all thunders. How could it become a tool for evil spirits to suck people's blood and essence?

Unless...

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something. He carefully observed the Taoist robe of the zombie, which had long been tattered, and memorized its patterns carefully.

"The monster is looking for death!!"

An angry shout sounded, and then a long-sealed stone door somewhere in the Yuding Palace opened, and a figure of a white-haired old Taoist flew out.

That was Qingxuan's master, who had been in seclusion for many years, seeking to break through to the seventh realm, and was finally alarmed at this moment.

The old Taoist's voice was like thunder, and the shadow of the Thunder Seal appeared above his head. He actually practiced the Five-Direction Thunder Seal, and had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Even Zhang Jiuyang's current realm is only at this level.

A divine thunder struck him, but he pinched the seal and pointed it, turning the direction to strike the zombie in the air.

Seeing this, the disciples couldn't help but cheer, and their spirits were shocked, and they shouted the name of the master.

But the zombie was struck by the divine thunder, but it was safe and sound, and instead showed a comfortable look, as if thunder was a great tonic for him.

The zombie even stretched out his finger in a humane way and shook it gently at the old Taoist, as if to say, is your thunder method only this powerful?

The old Taoist priest practiced thunder magic and had a hot temper. At this moment, he turned into lightning and flew into the sky, piercing through layers of thunderclouds and fighting with the zombie.

There was a crackling sound in the clouds, and the flying lightning made the night as bright as day, as if to tear the sky apart.

In the clouds, it seemed that two giant beasts were fighting.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure fell down, half of his body became charred, and wisps of black smoke rose, and he had become a charred corpse.

In an instant, the disciples' cheers stopped abruptly.

Because the person who died was actually the master who was invincible in their eyes and was known as the Thunder Master.

"Sacrifice the Immortal Cauldron, kill the demons!!!"

At this time, many Yuding elders finally made up their minds after seeing the tragic death of their master, and prepared to invite the Nine Immortal Cauldron, the treasure of the Yuding Palace.

And Zhang Jiuyang saw that Tianzun, who had been hiding behind the scenes with the invisibility technique, finally responded.

He instantly understood that Tianzun came for the Immortal Cauldron, and this zombie that could use thunder magic was just a vanguard for him to test.

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