The Ghost Star is indeed a powerful existence, because it is the only existence in the world that possesses immortal power and can balance the four gods with its own strength.

The four gods are bound by each other. As the only lonely god in the mortal world, their cherishment of each other is beyond the imagination.

Therefore, although the Ghost Star killed Zhu Rong, who was on the verge of losing control, and returned to the southern fire, it completely defeated the last trace of rationality of the remaining three gods.

Among them, the most gentle wood god Jumang sank into Guixu after losing control, and the east also returned to peace, while the gods in the west and north completely went wild.

"That is why there are two well-known battles in the world, 'West Expedition to the Bingyuan' and 'North Going to the Ice Abyss'."

It is said to be a fight to eliminate evil spirits, but in fact it is a battle to kill gods.

However, the price of killing the gods is very heavy.

These four gods have protected the balance of the world for thousands of years, carried the fundamental power of the world, and were also the abode of countless mortals. Such a price cannot be borne by even the ghost star.

"So in the end, the ghost star also got out of control."

Once the soul is washed by pain, it is no longer "it".

"The ghost star who cannot balance the entire world with his own strength can only seal the remaining anti-forward divine power of the gods Rushou and Xuanming, and put them in his territory, and must not step into the Central Plains."

Then the ghost star also reached the critical point.

Therefore, it asked Zifu to use its last remaining divine power to forge the four divine artifacts to stabilize peace in the world.

But Zifu only cast the nine-legged tripod.

"Why is this?" After hearing this for a long time, Beishan Jun was confused.

"Even the divine disciples who are familiar with the history of the gods are unknown." As he said, he covered his heart sadly, "Over the years, our bond with Lord Xuanming has become increasingly shallow..."

In this way, it is even more impossible to know the grudges and hatreds between those gods.

"But it is certain that the four gods have hatred for the ghost stars, although their rationality does not want to do so..."

"This is also a manifestation of losing control..."

The elder nodded and finally sighed: "The power of the four gods belongs to heaven and earth. How can mortals resist this kind of blessing?"

"It makes sense." After answering this sentence, Mr. Beishan stood up, "We will continue to talk about the related matters in the future. Say goodbye."

He seemed to be hiding a panic, and he ran away all the way out. He didn't find the boy who had fought with him for two days calling him several times behind him.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Finally, he heard it, and then he came back to his senses as if he had broken a big bell and paused.

"What are you doing when you are so anxious to leave?" Han Shanji rushed over and happened to see his usual expression after he took back his senses.

"Nothing." He completely calmed down his slightly confused mood after answering this.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Han Shanji glanced at his deep-skinned face, as if he knew, and then held his hands and said unfairly: "Have they said something to you again? He used those myths to talk about things all day long, and shouted that there was no mission, which made people annoyed when they heard it... Don't take it seriously, they are all that kind of virtue anyway."

After hearing what he said, Kitayama raised his eyebrows and walked into his temples, "Do you hate these?"

Han Shanji looked down and thought, saying, "There are no gods in this world for a long time, why bother to stumbling upon those ancient things?"

"But didn't you say that people in this town will die as soon as they step out of the Lingyuan realm?"

"Go..." Han Shanji held his hand and shouted disdainfully: "That's why I hate those gods!"

But he didn't say this to Beishanjun.

Beishan Jun seemed to be very interested. He smiled lightly, but before answering, he walked towards the gate of the town with his hands.

"Where are you going?"

He didn't answer, but went straight out of the door.

The so-called "Lingyuan Realm" refers to the range of a hundred miles of Wangyouyuan. A hundred miles away, there is a forbidden step railing, and a pillar falls every hundred steps.

Beishanjun headed all the way to those pillars.

He walked easily in the wind and snow, but Han Shanji was three steps, one big trip, two steps and one small fall, and it was not easy to chase.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Beishan Jun finally stopped at the three steps in the pillar.

He turned around and looked at Han Shanji who was stopping ten steps away, and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable when you walk here?"

"There is no ban on the forbidden circle here, of course I don't feel it!" He seemed that he didn't dare to get closer.

Beishan Jun withdrew his eyes and walked out of the forbidden encirclement.

"Hello!"

He left the forbidden circumference and turned around, looking up, not knowing what he was looking at.

Han Shanji took his breath and walked forward two more steps forward, and said fiercely: "Where are you going?"

He was out of God and said carelessly: "I will not go anywhere."

"Then you come back soon!"

"Wait a minute..." As he said that, he took two more steps back.

He looked at the faint spiritual circle in the sky for a long time, frowned slightly, and thought lightly.

"What are you looking at?" Han Shanji shouted at him through the wind and snow, his voice shaking.

"Come here."

"What?" Han Shanji was stunned for a moment.

"Go to my side." He said confidently.

"It will die!"

"No, come here."

"What did you do in the past?"

"Show you something."

Helplessly, Han Shanji could only raise his courage and walked over anxiously.

As soon as the general stepped out of the ban, he stopped cautiously, "Is it OK?"

The extreme distance between this place and the forbidden encirclement was only an inch away. He stood here and his heart was almost strangled to death in his throat.

"come out."

"ha?!"

Kitayama Jun handed him a hand and said, "Come out."

Hanshan was stunned for a while before protesting and shouting: "Silly wolf! I will really die when I go out!"

"No," Kitanyama Jun was still so sure. He fell down and looked at the anxious young man in front of him, "Give me your hand."

Hanshan hesitated for a moment.

For some reason, in front of him, Han Shanji did not seem to feel the danger of the forbidden encirclement.

"If I die, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!" He gritted his teeth and gave himself courage, and finally held the hand handed by Beishan Jun.

Under the guidance of Beishanjun, he carefully stepped out of the forbidden encirclement, as if he was in the face of life and death, so nervous that he didn't even dare to open his eyes.

Kitanyama-kun didn't mind the boy holding his hand tightly, and even embed his nails into the back of his hand.

"fine."

The words suddenly shocked the dreamer. Han Shanji suddenly regained his senses and opened his eyes. He saw that the ice and snow were as old as before, and he did not turn into a pile of dead ashes.

He was stunned, and after a moment he realized that he had pinched Beishanjun's hand with a red mark.

"Why is this?" For some reason, his first reaction was not surprised.

Beishan Jun let out his hand and looked up at the sky again, "Did you see the thing on it?"

Han Shanji followed his gaze, and through the wind and snow, he vaguely caught a glimpse of half a round of inconspicuous spiritual rings that were almost integrated with the surrounding colors under the clouds.

"That's...what?"

"That was probably left by your god."

The boy fell down and was puzzled, "What are you leaving behind?"

But I immediately noticed something--the spiritual ring was parallel to the ban on the ground, and connected up and down, it was an iron barrel-like range circle.

"Is it because of this?" the young man was shocked.

Beishanjun nodded slowly.

"Damn god..." Han Shanji pinched his fists and cut his teeth.

"Because within this range you will not be eroded by the phoenix fire."

"Ah?" The boy's anger was halfway through and was extinguished by coldness.

In fact, what the ghost star burns into the body of the guardian is not not a forbidden seal, but a real fire of destruction.

That range is actually a shelter supported by the Xuanming consciousness when it is dying.
To be continued...