Everyone in the Li family, who thought they would die, was also stunned by this change.

The Taoist priest was hit so hard that his internal organs were churning, and his body could not move. When he saw the jade sticker he had thrown out, a name lit up, and then burned fiercely, and his expression slowly solidified.

This is a treasure that records the many mountain gods and earth creatures that the ancestor of his lineage has seen.

If people in the sect hold this object and cast the spell of the Earth God, then the sound can spread in all directions and attract the help of the Earth God. Otherwise, there will be neither the predestined dharma nor the ancestor's remaining meng. Under the jurisdiction of the Emperor of Heaven, who would come out to help? Even if there is such an ancestral connection, it is only a one-sided relationship and there is not much affection. Asking them to help once would be a loss of affection.

And now, this golden light is so blazing...

The Taoist struggles but cannot.

boom!!!

The strong wind gathered, and the wind that suppressed the Taoist priest turned into a huge tiger claw, still exuding the energy of the storm, and the wind spread behind, tearing the streamer in the whole process, everyone in the Li family looked pale, looking at In the strong wind that blocked the sky and the sun, it seemed that there was a black tiger ten feet high, with eyes like the sun and moon, emitting an icy light in the dark mist.

Li Puyu's face turned pale.

Everyone's legs and feet were weak, and they were either slumped beside the table or sitting on the ground.

Only the boy in blue shirt, whose clothes were moving in the wind, looked directly at the terrifying tiger.

The tiger lowered his eyes.

The young man raised his head.

For a moment, there was deathly silence in all directions, and no one dared to make a sound.

The Taoist priest's voice vomiting blood and muttering was like thunder.

"The head of the sixteen mountain gods in the Lianhe Mountains..."

"Lord Lianhe Mountain, forgive me, forgive me..."

Li Puyu and Li Yuelin's bodies were stiff, not knowing what was going on in front of them, while Li Yixian, who had been wandering outside, knew what these two sentences meant, and his face was pale.

A crowd of people fell down, out of fear and respect, saluting the mountain god.

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Before the Tiger Appearance, the storm dispersed, and an eight-foot-tall man stepped out, holding wine in one hand and holding a spear at an angle in the other.

Wearing a bright yellow robe, with long black and white hair hanging down, with a silent expression and sharp eyebrows, he stepped forward, but the tiger image behind him did not put it away, but looked down and walked forward. It was real and illusory, and the charm of the moment was far-reaching. , when everyone was almost out of breath, Li Puyu found that Qi Wuzhu did not bow his head to salute, and felt anxious. Even when he bowed, he stretched out his hand and pulled the hem of Qi Wuzhu's clothes.

In a state of oppressive silence.

The god suddenly smiled and lifted the wine bottle in his hand.

He joked to the boy in blue shirt:

"You made it clear last night, come and drink with me today."

"You are still late."

"I have no choice but to come to you myself."

The tone is relaxed.
Chapter completed!