For a time, the Twelve Yellow Turbans showed a decline again.

"This is the immortal weapon "Ten Directions of the Rotation", which is the magic weapon of the other righteous god among the Ten Palaces of Yama, the King of the Rotation." Huang Tian said in a deep voice: "This thing can determine good and evil longevity, wealth, fame, and dismantle luck."

"Disassembly luck?" Wu Qi was shocked: "Can the national luck be disassembly?"

"I don't know."

Huang Tian shook his head: "But it is an immortal weapon after all, it will definitely damage the national fortune."

At the stalemate, a portrait of a pen and ink appeared in the air. The portrait came alive, which was the painting saint Wu Daozi.

He held a sheathed sword in his hand, and purple light flowed on it.

Wu Daozi's face was as deep as water: "According to the order of the emperor, he suppressed the underworld with the fate of the Tang Dynasty. He would not be born for a hundred years, so he would serve as a warning to others."

His Shuriken raised his lightly, and the air flow suddenly spread the sky almost purple. The Tang Dynasty fortune from all directions was injected into the sword and inserted into the golden door at once.

Just a scream.

King Qin Guang broke his arm, and then turned into many ghosts on the ground and fled around.

The "Ten Directions of Rotation" was also knocked back to the underworld.

But there was a roar from the door: "You are trying to deceive the number of days! With the fate of the Tang Dynasty and carrying the will of the underworld, you will be retaliated against by the way of heaven!"

"I am the Lord of Mount Tai, adhering to the way of heaven, and Youzu changed the emperor. You are here to continue the fate of the Tang Dynasty, forcibly assisting the evil and disregarding morality..."

The sound disappeared completely.

Only a golden door was left on the spot, and the Emperor's Sword inserted into the door, and purple light flowed.

The twelve Yellow Turbans dispersed and surrounded the sealed underworld gate in the middle. They gradually shrank and turned into twelve stone statues, leaving only their heads exposed on the ground, and their eyes stared at the door.

The painting saint Wu Daozi said loudly: "All the king's land is under the world!"
Chapter completed!