Yin Xuege snatched out of the small building, and saw countless cyan and red mixed together, like a thunderbolt bursting from the collision of the wind and fire, which was constantly falling from the sky.
The thunder fire that was more than ten feet long dragged down like a meteor shower, and each thunder fire fell to the ground, and the radius of 100 meters was blown into a scorched earth.
Large swaths of the grass huts near the small building were destroyed, and countless fragments of human bodies were swept into the sky, burned to charred ashes in the blazing firelight.
In just a few breaths, more than 10,000 civilians in the settlement were blown to pieces, and even the monks of the Black Tiger Gang and the Scorpion Gang that Yin Xuege had just subdued were killed by the explosion.
There were no clouds in the blue sky, or all the clouds were shattered and long gone.
A handsome monk wearing a gray-white monk's robe stepped on a white lotus, suspended in mid-air, his hands emitting a faint golden light, and constantly patted golden Buddha seals around his body.
The Buddha seals formed a pale golden wall outside his body, resisting the cyan and red thunder and fire that were roaring and falling from the sky.
Another young monk wearing a light blue robe with a white wave hanging from his cuff and a large tripod coat of arms floating on it was rapidly circling the monk, and above his head there was a blue and red mixed ropa of the square circle and abbot Xu spinning rapidly, and the rolling thunder and fire continued to erupt from the ropa, like a firework tube towards the handsome monk.
The golden walls around the monk are extremely flexible, with strong defense, and a magical rebound power.
A large amount of thunder and fire crashed against the golden wall, and it was only a muffled sound before it was bounced in all directions.
These indiscriminate thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the civilians in the settlements on the ground fell with great bad luck.
There were cries and screams everywhere, tens of thousands of civilians fled in all directions, like ants that had been cut open from their nests, and the ground was littered with black figures.
Thunderbolts and fires falling from the sky with dazzling flames were constantly falling, and dozens and hundreds of people were blown up high in the air as soon as the flames flickered in the fleeing crowd.
Yin Xuege's heart twitched, and he immediately let out a long howl, and rushed into the air with a burst of blood light.
The Blood Song Sword swayed with a sharp sword roar, a large area of blood mist erupted, and hundreds of sword shadows swept all over the sky, each sword shadow hit a falling thunder fire, directly detonating the thunder fire in the air.
Hundreds of thunder fires exploded almost at the same time, Yin Xuege only felt a shock in his heart, the sea of blood in the dantian trembled, the blood-colored sword shadow shook rapidly, and the blood song sword was blown back into a circle almost instantly.
The low-voiced and mournful Blood Song Sword escaped back with a glimmer of blood, and the blade was full of jagged gaps.
The thunder and fire released by the blue-clothed monk were extremely powerful, and the Blood Song Sword was extremely damaging.
Replaced with an ordinary flying sword, this has been completely abolished, but fortunately, the Blood Song Sword has the same surname as Yin Blood Song itself, and he can absorb the essence and blood qi to recover slowly, so he barely maintains the form of the flying sword.
Swallowing the Blood Song Sword back into his body, Yin Blood Song flew straight to the two monks, and he shouted, "Don't you two know the rules of the Immortal Land?"
The white-clothed monk and the blue-clothed monk stopped their hands at the same time, looking at the large area of grass huts that were burning violently below, and then looking at the wounded people who were crying and struggling in the mess of flesh and blood, as well as the large number of corpses that were blown to pieces, the white-clothed monk folded his hands and sighed softly: "My Buddha is merciful, let me be the benefactor, you are deeply guilty." ” The blue-clothed monk Ren Wuya looked coldly at the settlement below with heavy casualties, and sneered mockingly: "Hui's surname is a thief, don't fake here."
You use the little Sumeru clutch Buddha light to bounce my thunder fire out, don't you just want to kill these civilians If you use Vajra to meditate on the Buddha light and suffer my thunder fire, how can these people die?"
The white-clothed monk surnamed Hui squinted, the Buddha light shining all around him, and his face was full of compassion and solemnity.
He said lightly: "The little monk's mana is low, and he can't stand the can't stand the cannon's divine thunder, so he can only use the clutch Buddha light to bounce the thunder fire."
These civilians all died because of the wanton behavior of the benefactor, but it is no wonder that the little monk is young. ” Ren Wuya sneered, he glanced at the surname Hui, and then waved his hand to Yin Xuege angrily: "That kid, what are you looking at there, aren't you just a few civilians dead, what do you want to do, you have to ask the young master to pay for your life, otherwise you will be killed together." ” On the ground, Qingqiu Yan held his hands behind his back and looked at the two of them, surnamed Hui and Ren Wuya.
He squinted, focusing on the badge on Ren Wuya's left chest.
Then a subtle voice sounded in Yin Xuege's ears: "This Ren Wuya is the true disciple of the Cangli Sect in the Qiaoyan Domain, and the secret transmission of the Cangling Sect is the great power of the Dao Sect to subdue demons, and it should not be underestimated." ” After a slight pause, Qingqiu Yan continued to transmit his voice: "Ren Wuya has just condensed the Yuan Infant, and it will definitely not be more than three years, and the qi is not yet stable.
The strength of this monk is also equivalent to the Yuan Infant Realm of the Daomen, and the Vajra Meditation Dharma Body also has five or six points of fire, and the pure strength should be hundreds of thousands of catties, so be careful not to get close to him. ” Yin Xuege couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, the two monks of the Yuan Infant Realm, how could he not be an opponent, he would not be stupid enough to fight with the surname Hui in close quarters.
Unlike the horse-faced monk who was killed by him, the surname Hui and Ren Wuya obviously have an orthodox inheritance, and their own spiritual root talent is also excellent, and their strength is not comparable to that horse-faced monk.
Qiang squeezed out a smile, and Yin Xuege saluted Ren Wuya and Hui surnamed Jishou: "Two Taoist friends, this is a densely populated place, and the two Taoists are profound, once they do it, the common people can't stand it."
More than 10,000 people have been killed and injured here, please show mercy to the two of you, if you want to do it, please stay away from here for a hundred miles, how" The surname Hui smiled indifferently, and he said softly: "Ren Wuya, more than 10,000 people have been killed by you, and you are deeply guilty."
This immortal place is a place for the sect to refine its disciples and accumulate merits, and you can't do anything wantonly.
The little monk said today that he must enlighten a few elders and expel you from the Liangyi Star. ” The heart twitched violently again, and what the surname Hui said was to expel Ren Wuya from Liangyi Star, which proved that Yin Xuege's previous guess was correct.
They can arrange such a foundation in the land of immortality in Liangyi Xing, and use it to refine their disciples and accumulate merits, it can be seen that they must be the top big force in the Qiaoyan Domain, since Ren Wuya is a disciple of Cangling Sect, then the surname Hui must be from the Hanging Temple.
Moreover, since they were able to leave the Immortal Absolute Land, this also meant that the Netherworld Qi of the Immortal Absolute Land would not have any trouble for them.
After they leave the Immortal Absolute Land, they will not have the True Yuan spontaneously combust and burn their souls.
He must master this method in his hands.
Yin Xuege clenched his fists tightly, squinting his eyes, countless thoughts churning in his head.
Ren Wuya glanced at the surname Hui angrily, and he laughed coldly: "The surname Hui is a thief, young master, I was ordered to borrow the territory of your Hanging Temple to collect the ghost pattern silk spitted out by the hundred-year-old dark silkworm in the Netherworld Qi to refine the magic weapon.
Whether to expel the young master or not, I can't be said by you. ” "Two fellow Daoists, please" Hearing the hot anger in Ren Wuya's tone, Yin Xuege hurriedly spoke.
Ren Wuya's strange eyes rolled, and he shouted: "I said it, where is there room for you to speak" Luo Pa, who was hovering above his head and intertwined with cyan and red, shook slightly, and a mixture of blue and red thunder roared and struck down towards Yin Xuege.
There were at least hundreds of dense thunder fires, and the speed of these thunder fires was fast and fast, Yin Xuege just barely turned around and avoided most of them, but he was still hit by more than thirty thunder fires.
The fire was shining, the thunder burst out, and Yin Xuege snorted and was blown away by the thunder.
The upper and lower grade magic weapon-grade robes on his body were blown to pieces, his fair skin was also shattered everywhere, and a large area of viscous plasma near the wound spurted out, staining him into a bloody man.
Spit out a mouthful of blood, Yin Xuege fell from the sky, staggering back several steps.
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He took a deep breath, the blood pool in the dantian rolled, the natal blood lotus seed rotated rapidly, and a large blood mist continued to surge all over his body.
The wounds on his skin healed quickly, and the plasma that flowed out of his body obediently flowed back into his body.
The power of the thunder fire was extremely powerful, and many of the muscles on Yin Xuege's body were blown up, revealing white miserable bones.
Fortunately, his body was full of essence and blood, and under the miraculous effect of the Blood Sea Floating Massacre Sutra, his injuries were recovering at an alarming speed.
The large area of thunder and fire that Yin Xuege had just avoided fell into the valley like a meteor, and this time the thunder fire blew up a mountain peak more than a hundred feet above the ground, and countless large stones a few feet square fell from the collapsed peak, leveling a large area of grass huts under the peak, and even crushing hundreds of civilians into meat cakes on the spot.
"My Buddha is merciful, let the benefactor do you create any evil."
The corner of the monk's mouth hooked, and he sighed softly: "Do you really want to go your own way and break the rules set by my merit institute, these civilians are all the source of merit of my merit institute, but you can't kill wantonly." ” Ren Wuya didn't pay attention to the monk surnamed Hui, he turned his body, stared at Yin Xuege deadly, and said word by word: "It's very interesting that a mere Jindan Realm monk can actually survive the attack of my Kanli Divine Thunder." ” Yin Xuege gasped deeply, the blood element in his body surged, and the injuries in his body were recovering rapidly, like the blood element of the tide flowing through the whole body, and every drop of blood element was as heavy as mercury, which was comparable to the infant yuan of an ordinary Yuan Infant Realm monk in terms of quality.
Looking at Ren Wuya, whose face was distorted, Yin Xuege secretly thought about how to deal with the situation in front of him.
If he burned essence blood, with the texture of his blood element, he should be able to burst out with an attack comparable to that of a Yuan Infant Realm cultivator.
But it was only the power of one blow, because after all, he was only a cultivator of the Jindan Realm, and his number of blood elements was too small, and the infant yuan mobilized by the Yuan Infant Realm monk in one attack was comparable to the entire cultivation of the Jindan Realm monk.
So he only has the power of one blow, if Ren Wuya or the surname Hui insist on doing something, he must kill the two of them with one blow.
It's too difficult, and it's too risky.
Yin Xuege hesitated in his heart, but a violent aura continued to condense in his heart.
Perhaps, he still has a chance; If Ren Wuya dares to deceive people too much, then "I said, if you dare to talk too much, you will die."
Ren Wuya sneered a few times, and a black water snake-like flying sword in his sleeve slid out silently, and with a flash of black essence light, it quickly stabbed towards Yin Xuege's heart.
Yin Xuege snorted coldly, and the Hongmeng Blood Divine Dao Body Forging Secret Method was unleashed, and the muscles of his heart, ribs, and chest moved three inches at the same time, and the water snake-like flying sword easily pierced his heart and stabbed out from his back.
Yin Xuege spit out a mouthful of blood very cooperatively, and a large amount of blood kept gushing out from the back of his body, and he rolled his eyes and looked up to the sky and fell, without even making a sound at all.
"Master."
When Luo Luo, who was originally hiding in the room, saw that Yin Xuege was killed by Ren Wuya's sword, she immediately let out a sharp cry and ran out of the room in a panic.
Although he and Yin Xuege have only known each other for two days, I don't know why, Luo Luo is very close to Yin Xuege, especially Yin Xuege killed the Fire Bull King, retrieved the bezoar and saved Qingqiuyan, which made Yin Xuege have a deep affection for Yin Xuege.
Ren Wuya and the monk surnamed Hui in the air exclaimed at the same time, their eyes flashed with strange light, and they stared at Luo Luo.
"What a pearl of fairy dew, it is really the true color of my true disciple of the Cangling Sect."
Ren Wuya let out a long laugh, his figure shook and rushed to the ground, and grabbed it towards Xuanluo: "Little girl, I see that your bones are wonderful, and you should join me in the Cangchao Gate." ” "What a strong endowment, little donor, you have a relationship with my Buddhism."
The surname Hui, who was one point faster than Ren Wuya, had already arrived at Luo Luo's side, and his slender and powerful, white as jade palm had been pressed on Luo Luo's shoulder: "Under the throne of the poor monk master, there is a lack of a Dharma Dragon Girl, this is your blessing." ” "Thief, get out of here."
Ren Wuya's black flying sword brought a cold light and stabbed towards the soft underbelly of the surname Hui, who was close at hand.
"Master Ren, you have killed countless people today, and you have broken the rules of my merit institute.
This immortal land is the territory of this gate, and every grass and tree in this immortal land, and all the Li people are the private property of this gate.
You dare to snatch the disciples of this sect, don't you want to cause a dispute between the Hanging Temple and the Cangling Sect?"
The monk surnamed Hui has a tongue that is extremely flexible, and with a flick of his fingers, I don't know how he slipped through such a long list of words.
His right hand pressed on Luo Luo's shoulder, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked dexterously, and each blow brought up a piece of Buddha light to hit the black sword light.
The clanging sound was endless, and the black flying sword swung up a large rain of swords and quickly pierced attacks, but it was never able to get close to the body of the surname Hui.
Yin Xuege, who was killed by a sword, suddenly opened his eyes, the sword just now only pierced the two layers of skin on the front and back of his body, and his vital point was not injured at all.
At this moment, there was a dispute between the monk surnamed Hui and Ren Wuya because of Xuanluo, and Yin Xuege immediately jumped up and quietly approached the two.
Qingqiu Yan, who was standing at the door of the small building, saw Yin Xuege's movements, he suddenly let out a long roar, and a large crimson hammer that exuded violent heat appeared in his hand with a roar.
This boxy sledgehammer, which looked like a blacksmith used to hammer iron ingots, brought a strong wind and whistled towards the monk surnamed Hui and Ren Wuya.
The monk surnamed Hui and Ren Wuya's bodies trembled, and at the same time they looked up at the big hammer, and then screamed: "Immortal weapon" Different from ordinary magic weapons and aura, this crimson sledgehammer is surrounded by auspicious clouds, and there are large flames spitting on the hammer, and the flames have condensed into various images of fire dragons, fire horses, fire snakes, fire crows, etc.
Only immortal artifacts have such visions, and as long as any immortal artifact is sacrificed, even if the person who sacrifices it is an ordinary minor cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, it will have terrifying destructive power.
"My Buddha is merciful, and Lotus protects the body."
The monk surnamed Hui screamed, and a thumb-sized cyan relic on his head flew up, turning into a ball of cyan lotus flowers and enveloping his body.
Ren Wuya pointed to the Luo Pa floating above his head, turning into a blue and red light curtain that wrapped his grandmother's inside.
He trembled as he looked at the sledgehammer that slammed down above his head, and roared hoarsely: "Thief bald, how can there be someone holding immortal weapons on your family's territory, don't you say that everyone here is a native of the native?"
Before the words fell, the sledgehammer had already smashed down like a mountain.
The cyan lotus flower was shattered, the blue and red Luo Pa was shattered, and the monk robes and robes on the bodies of Hui and Ren Wuya had just burst out with an auspicious light, and they were also burned to ashes by the violent flames.
The various protective gadgets on the two of them crackled and exploded like fried beans, and then they fell to their knees on the ground, sticky blood spurting out from the seven orifices.
Qingqiu Yan released his natal immortal weapon and severely injured Hui and Ren Wuya, but he also exhausted the last bit of vitality in his body, and his body also fell to the ground with a limp.
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Luo screamed, and the sledgehammer quickly turned into a flash of fire, and quickly escaped back into Qingqiuyan's body.
Qingqiu Yan's body shook slightly, and a large amount of blood also spurted out of the seven orifices, and the blood he spurted out was dull in color, and it froze into thick ice cubes as soon as it flowed out.
"You all deserve to die" Yin Xuege roared angrily and rushed up, all the blood elements in his body burned in an instant, turning into incomparable power and pouring into his hands.
The Blood Song Sword was hit hard, and the Sanyang Kaitai Axe was taken away by Mr.
Jinghua, and all Yin Blood Song could use at the moment was ten sharp nails.
The one-foot-long nails trembled slightly, and the nails spurted out a three-foot-long blood light, and at this moment, the blood element, which was as pure as the infant yuan, burst out with a lethal power comparable to that of the mid-infant cultivator.
It's only a short moment, but it's enough.
The long nails held the necks of Hui and Ren Wuya, and with a slight twist of the palms, the two huge heads flew up with a pop.
A large amount of sperm blood spurted out of the neck, and the blood was drunk and opened its mouth to devour not a drop of the essence blood of the two people.
A relic and a primordial infant let out a terrible cry and soared into the sky, but before they could fly away, a stream of black and red light roared, fixing the relic and the primordial infant in the air at the same time.
The blood parrot flapped its wings and flew over, taking all the relics and the yuan baby in its mouth.
"Don't eat them, take them, I want a confession."
Yin Xuege screamed violently: "Black Tiger, Fire Scorpion, if you don't die, get out of here, gather everyone, and get out of here."
"To be continued.
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