Games with fairies.

The evil spirit surging on the tall altar now flowed into the headless corpse of Temple Lord. This scene was like the water of a river flowing into the sea.

When the corpse of Temple Fengjun was completely revived, a clear sky appeared over the altar, which was originally filled with evil spirits so dense that they almost condensed into substance.

The headless corpse of Miao Fengjun absorbed all the evil spirits of demons within a radius of 100 miles.

He stood quietly on the altar and calmly stretched out his right hand to Li Muyang, asking for his head.

Intense pressure fell on Li Muyang.

Without any hesitation, Li Muyang directly launched an attack on Miao Fengjun.

In the ancient times when immortals and gods existed, Temple Fengjun was considered a man of extraordinary talent. Although he had not achieved immortality, his combat power was comparable to that of a real immortal.

The techniques he studied in the back mountain of Heiyun Village were passed down to later generations and changed the entire Tianyuan Continent. His heritage is everywhere in this land.

The resurrection of the Temple Lord, placed in today's Dharma-Ending Age, is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

All the sword energy that Li Muyang released towards it was easily dodged by the headless corpse of Miao Fengjun.

Then Miao Fengjun shook his head and said, "The aura of my friend reminds me of an old friend."

"But unfortunately, you can't be him."

As Miao Fengjun spoke, he suddenly raised the strangely shaped magic weapon in his hand.

In an instant, boundless pressure fell on Li Muyang.

Li Muyang was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground. He felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and the huge weight made him unable to move.

Staring at the strange magic weapon in Miao Fengjun's hand, Li Muyang murmured, "Mountain Moving Order!"

The magic weapon in the hands of Temple Fengjun seemed to be made of black iron. It had a simple appearance and a rough surface. It was a giant token.

But because of its huge size, it looks more like a door-shaped heavy sword than a token.

The Order to Move Mountains is a special magic weapon refined by the Temple Lord, which can move mountains around the world to suppress the enemy.

I didn't expect to experience the power of this magic weapon today...

Li Muyang tried to break free and escape, but the space around him was locked, making it impossible for him to leave his body or escape.

He was trapped tightly.

As the weight of the mountain pressing on him became heavier, Li Muyang's health bar dropped rapidly.

Liuli Fairy and Nie Yubing immediately stepped forward to provide support and attacked the headless corpse of Miao Fengjun.

The three of them have been fighting monsters all the way to where they are now, and they have already developed a tacit understanding of cooperation.

However, the Temple Lord on the altar simply threw out the Mountain Moving Order in his hand, and the Glazed Fairy and Nie Yubing who were flying towards him fell to the ground at the same time, and were suppressed by the invisible mountain like Li Muyang.

The corpse of Temple Lord standing on the altar easily suppressed the three people.

It waved the Mountain Moving Order, sensed the air for a while, and said, "There is an invisible restriction between heaven and earth."

"My power at this moment is only... um... Tianheng realm?"

The headless corpse muttered to itself: "What kind of changes have happened in the world after the dark catastrophe? Did the underworld win? Why did the ban that blocked the heaven and earth come into being..."

Miao Fengjun was obviously confused: "But I can't sense the breath of the underworld."

Miao Fengjun's words contain a huge amount of information.

Li Muyang was stunned when he heard this - it turned out that the blockade between heaven and earth was set by the gods of the underworld?

Isn’t this the work of the ancient immortals?

He always thought that this restriction was set up by the ancient immortal sect.

Li Muyang tried to escape again, but the mountain on his body pressed down so hard that his bones creaked.

This is the corpse of the ancient sword immortal!

They couldn't even withstand the order from the Temple Lord to move the mountain...

Li Muyang shouted: "Miao Fengjun! Do you still remember Jiang Xiaoyu from Heiyun Village?!"

"The Peach Blossom Fairy hopes that you will not do evil things. Do you want to disappoint the Peach Blossom Fairy?"

"The emperor of the Lu Dynasty wants to slaughter all the people in the world. If we stop him, we will be acting in the name of justice!"

As an ascended immortal, Li Muyang said this with confidence.

If Heaven had no objection to the emperor's actions, it would not have let Li Muyang stop it.

The corpse of Miao Fengjun on the altar was stunned for a few seconds, then asked in surprise: "...Jiang Xiaoyu?"

"You can talk about the Peach Blossom Fairy... Are you really that little rascal?"

"What Fairy Qinghe said turned out to be true. Will you be resurrected after ten thousand years?"

Miao Fengjun was extremely surprised. He waved the Order to Move Mountains and floated in front of Li Muyang.

Squatting beside Li Muyang, Miao Fengjun carefully sensed for a while.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a head flew out of Li Muyang's body.

The head of Temple Fengjun, which had become a system prop, was actually taken away by him.

Li Muyang watched helplessly as an icon disappeared from the system item bar.

After Temple Fengjun took the head, he did not put it back on his shoulders. Instead, he raised the head with his hand and injected a huge amount of demonic energy into the head.

Soon, Miao Fengjun's head revived and opened his eyes.

It looked at its headless body, then looked at the surrounding environment, and said, "The descendants of the demon clan actually resurrected me?"

As he spoke, the head of the Temple Lord looked at his own corpse and said, "But it is enough for you to be resurrected. Why do you want to resurrect me?"

Miao Fengjun's head, his tone was somewhat blaming.

The headless corpse laughed: "Don't be angry so quickly. Let me ask you, is the person in front of you Jiang Xiaoyu?"

"You've been with him for so long, you should be familiar with him."

In response to the corpse's question, Miao Fengjun's head finally looked at Li Muyang.

The head floating in the air looked down at the suppressed Li Muyang and said, "Him?"

Miao Fengjun shook his head and said, "Yes, but also no."

"From the aura, they are similar."

"You can say he is... but he is not. Anyway, what you and I say does not count. Go ask the ancestors in the Ancient Grudge Well. They will surely give you the answer."

After saying this, Miao Fengjun closed his eyes and his breath quickly dissipated.

The evil spirit in the head quickly flowed back into the headless corpse.

This headless corpse actually has an independent personality like the head and is communicating with it.

Li Muyang was surprised by such a weird scene.

After asking the question, the corpse of Temple Fengjun reached out and held the head in his hand.

The headless corpse, holding the dead man's head, pointed towards Li Muyang.

"...Since you are Jiang Xiaoyu, then I owe you a favor."

"This time, I don't want to make things difficult for you. But the wish of my demon cultivator's son-in-law cannot be easily abandoned."

"Well, I'll have a bet with you."

Miao Fengjun smiled, stretched out his hand to Li Muyang, and said: "If you win the bet, I will leave this place and no longer care about you."

"But if you lose the bet, I will activate the Mountain Moving Order and crush the three of you into dust!"

"How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

The headless corpse of Temple Fengjun issued a challenge invitation.

Li Muyang nodded without hesitation: "Bet!"