Chapter 1538: Destroy the Imperial Master, the Emperor Is in Danger

Although Jiang Hao's own strength has reached the early stage of Jindan, and his soul strength has reached the high level of Jindan because of his training with Death Girl, according to the Laoshan summoning technique, his current strength can only summon the gods of the star level to possess him.

For example, Xuanji Taoist and Yuheng Zhenren, they correspond to Xuanji Star Lord and Yuheng Star Lord in the Big Dipper.

But the star gods in the heavenly court can only be regarded as department-level cadres, or even deputy department-level cadres, while Emperor Qin Guan is at the vice-national level, and his strength and cultivation are more than a few levels lower. Jiang Hao takes a great risk to invite Emperor Qin Guan.

But he can only invite Emperor Qin Guan, or he dares to invite Emperor Qin Guan. Now the immortal road is blocked and the evil spirit is pervasive in this world. If he invites other star gods, heavenly kings, gods, etc., they will not pay attention to you 99%, Jiang Hao dare not gamble.

The chance of losing the bet is too high.

The only thing he was confident of was to invite Emperor Qin Guan, because he was granted the title of City God by Emperor Qin Guan, and every time he contracted ghosts and demons, he always invited Emperor Qin Guan, which showed that Emperor Qin Guan was not afraid of going to the lower world.

But for him, if he invited Emperor Qin Guan to the lower world, his soul might not be able to bear it. If he couldn't bear it, he might be blown up, and the soul would be seriously injured in the lightest case, and the soul would be completely destroyed in the worst case.

Unlike physical injuries, Jiang Hao still has a super recovery ability from physical injuries. The destruction of the soul is the most devastating injury for a cultivator, and there is no chance of reincarnation, and it will directly dissipate between heaven and earth.

But Jiang Hao has made up his mind and will fight.

He must invite.

His only confidence is the "one life" rewarded by the system.

Jiang Hao recited the spell quickly:

"I invite the Great Emperor Qin Guan of Miaole Wuxian Lingguan, the Golden Immortal, who rides a golden dragon, steps on a purple lotus, holds a sword in his hand, kills evil spirits, commands the heavenly soldiers, and has nine stars at his command. If he dares to perform magic to save the people, no god will not obey, no ghost will not be frightened. Recite my magic spell, I invite the Great Emperor Qin Guan of Miaole Wuxian Lingguan!"

As Jiang Hao chanted, his aura became stronger and stronger. Taoist Xuanji and Yuheng looked at each other. They both saw the surprise and worry in each other's eyes, "Junior brother, are you going to invite the emperor to come down to earth? How can he bear it!"

"Junior brother is fighting for his life. Even if he has the position of the city god, how can he bear the emperor's power!" Yuheng said.

At the same time, the national teacher turned into the Tathagata Dharma Image, and the Tathagata Palm was getting closer and closer to Jiang Hao. When it reached Jiang Hao's head, it had become as big as a small mountain and smashed towards Jiang Hao heavily.

Hu~!

The golden palm of Tathagata slapped down, bringing up a hurricane, blowing Jiang Hao's clothes.

At this moment, Jiang Hao's spellcasting was not completed. If he was hit by the palm of Tathagata, he would definitely die tragically on the spot. Xuanji Taoist immediately shouted:

"Let's cast a spell together to block the palm of Buddha and protect the junior brother!"

Swish~!

Countless magic weapons, flying swords and spells hit the palm of Tathagata and the national master again.

The national master snorted coldly!

"Open!"

The palm of Buddha slapped out with force, smashing those magic weapons hard. Suddenly, the magic weapons of several monks who were blocking the front were smashed away. Because the magic weapons were controlled by them, they were also seriously injured. Some even spurted blood and flew backwards.

However, it also worked. The palm of Tathagata disappeared, and the national master had to slap again.

This time, no one else could stop it, but when the palm of Buddha was halfway down, the national master was surprised to find that his falling palm encountered a huge resistance.

How could the national master be willing to do that? He added force and smashed it hard. He wanted to beat this damn thief into a meat paste at once.

"Boom!"

Suddenly,

a mighty divine power descended from the sky, shocking everyone. This divine power was as powerful and pure as they had never felt before.

The Jindan cultivators opened their eyes wide in surprise and looked at Jiang Hao. They saw a figure suddenly rising from Jiang Hao's body. This figure became bigger and bigger, and finally became as tall as 20 feet, almost towering over the sky.

This god was wearing an emperor's crown, with 24 tassels trembling slightly. He was wearing a crimson purple robe with dragon and phoenix patterns embroidered on his body. The dragons and phoenixes in these patterns were like living beings, dancing constantly. The god looked quite young, heroic and handsome, with a pair of eyes that were peaceful and majestic.

First, he glanced at the cultivators around him. Just with this glance, everyone felt awe from the bottom of their hearts, and many people bowed quickly.

"Meet the emperor!"

Although this was just an invited clone, it was also the real emperor of heaven, perhaps the highest god they could really see in this life.

Emperor Qin Guan retracted his gaze and turned to look at the Tathagata Dharmakaya that the National Master had transformed into, and said softly, "A small centipede demon dared to impersonate the Tathagata, how audacious it is."

The tone was full of endless majesty.

After the Emperor finished speaking, he slapped the Tathagata Dharmakaya with a palm, which was exactly the same as the two Tathagata palms that the National Master had used to hit Jiang Hao. The Emperor's palm grew larger in the air, like a mountain, and at the same time, with endless divine power, he slapped the Dharmakaya heavily.

The National Master wanted to hide, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

"Emperor, spare my life, I don't dare, please spare me for my hard practice, ah!"

The National Master begged loudly.

Bang!

Without a moment's hesitation, the giant palm slapped the Tathagata Dharmakaya heavily, and the Tathagata Dharmakaya burst into a ball of golden light, and then burst open. The National Master's magic power that had been cultivated for more than a thousand years, the court's luck that he had absorbed, and the incense and vows that he had absorbed, all disappeared at this moment.

When the giant palm was retracted, everyone was surprised to find that there was a giant handprint on the ground that was dozens of feet long, and in the handprint, there was a giant centipede that was about ten feet wide and twenty or thirty feet long. He immediately understood that this must be the Centipede Essence of the Imperial Master.

But at this moment, the centipede spirit was motionless and without any breath. People knew that the centipede spirit had been directly beaten to death by the emperor, and his spirit and soul were destroyed.

At the same time, at the moment when the centipede spirit died, the thousands of monk soldiers who were still fighting around them suddenly disappeared.

These monk soldiers were transformed by the national master's resentment and violence. Now that he is dead, these monk soldiers he transformed will naturally disappear.

After slapping the Imperial Master to death, the emperor slowly turned around, glanced at Jiang Hao, who was floating in the air with his eyes closed, and then disappeared.

Jiang Hao's body lost support and fell from the sky.

Everyone knew at a glance that Jiang Hao had fainted. Master Yu Heng reacted quickly and quickly released his flying sword, held it under Jiang Hao, and then placed Jiang Hao on the ground.

Others immediately gathered around and found Jiang Hao with his eyes closed and only breathing weakly. Master Yu Heng frowned and asked: "Brother, will something happen to me?"

He naturally knew the serious consequences of overusing the magic of inviting gods.

Old Taoist Xuanji touched Jiang Hao's pulse gate and said after a while, "Others are fine, but his soul is very weak. I don't know if he is injured now. I just ask the ancestor for blessings."

"Please ask Emperor Qin Guan of the Sixth Emperor to come down to earth. This is beyond what we, the little golden elixir monks, can bear." Yu Heng sighed.

The others looked at Jiang Hao with only admiration at the moment.

"Now that the Centipede Jing National Master has been eliminated, I don't know what to do next?" someone asked.

Everyone looked at the unconscious Jiang Hao again. He was the one in charge here. He was unconscious now and no one knew what to do.

"Clean the battlefield first, find a place to settle down, and wait until Lord City God wakes up. If the injury is really serious, how about we make other considerations?" Master Qi Ming, the leader of Shushan, said.

Others nodded.

The cleaning of the battlefield was naturally handled by the juniors. They had a lot of manpower, and the gang quickly took care of it. The huge centipede spirit was also stored in a storage magic weapon. The group of people quickly came to a Taoist temple in Zhengding to settle down.

As for the other disciples, they were asked to return to their respective Chenghuang Temples and Mountain Gates first. Only a dozen or so golden elixir masters and Jiang Hao's subordinates were left in the Taoist temple.

After Jiang Hao was settled, Master Yu Heng quickly withdrew. Old Taoist Xuanji looked at his junior brother. Master Yu Heng nodded and said, "I gave my junior brother the best elixir for healing the soul. I hope it will work."

Old Taoist Xuanji nodded.

At this time, Master Xuanzhen looked at the old Taoist Xuanji and asked, "Didn't you say that your Laoshan God-inviting Technique is no longer working? Why can the City God invite a god, or Qin Guan, the Great Heavenly Lord?"

Old Taoist Xuanji couldn't figure it out, "Maybe it's because of his status as Junior Brother Cheng Huang."

"What should we do now?" someone asked.

"Wait, wait until the city god wakes up."

At this moment, Jiang Hao was in a coma. This time he desperately used the magic of inviting gods. At that time, he only felt a divine power coming down. He only had time to be shocked for a moment before he fainted completely.

Yes,

Very dizzy.

Later, how the emperor killed the centipede spirit, he had no consciousness at all, it was just the emperor himself.

In fact, this is definitely a kind of protection for Jiang Hao. Otherwise, with the strength of his soul now, he would not be able to withstand the might of the emperor.

The moment the emperor's soul possessed him, his fate would definitely be to burst and his soul would be destroyed.

Even now, Jiang Hao's soul has been seriously injured, but he is not dead yet. The elixir given to him by Master Yu Heng does have a little effect on restoring his soul, but it may take some time for him to wake up.

Just when Jiang Hao was unconscious, a big event happened in the capital.

Many ministers died tragically at home, bleeding from seven holes and dying in a miserable state. Cries could be heard from many homes.

not only that,

Even something big happened in the palace. The emperor suddenly had bleeding from his mouth and nose and fell to the ground in a coma. The whole palace was in chaos and the imperial doctor was called for diagnosis and treatment.

The capital suddenly became turbulent and the Forbidden Army sealed the gates.