Chapter 433: Vajra Subduing the Demon

The Great Lotte Palace is very grand.

In the middle, there is a cloud bed with a length of one meter and three feet wide, with white veil outside and a silver fox fur lined with a cloud bed lifted by thirty-two graceful beauties. Countless petals float around the cloud bed, cigarettes are faintly hidden, and the fragrance is swaying. The gauze is dancing with the wind from time to time, revealing a beautiful figure in the middle of the cloud bed.

In front of the cloud bed are thirty-six pairs of boys and girls carrying flower baskets and sprinkling petals all the way. In the incense burner are purple cigarettes rising. Behind the cloud bed are seventy-two young men who are handsome and dressed in neat white tight leather jackets and muscles on their bodies are highlighted one by one. Behind them are a group of monks with all kinds of long and short, both men and women, old and young, but with a lewd aura on the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.

Among these monks, two middle-aged men were particularly eye-catching. One was wearing a green robe and a cuckold, and a green jade ball fan in his hands. The green rings on his ten fingers were all made of jadeite, jade belts on his waist, jade boots on his feet, and jade light wrapped around his body. The one was wearing a pearl and treasure trophy that looked like a big cucumber. There was also a man wearing a golden robe and a golden hat on his head, with water all over his body, and more than a dozen thick gold chains hanging around his neck, which made people's eyes hurt.

This pair of top figures stood among the monks, not with their eyes but with their nostrils when looking at people. When they don't look at people, their nostrils are obliquely aimed at the sky. It is called a arrogant person, it is called a arrogant person, it is called a noble person, it is called a noble person in the sky and the earth. That posture is probably not as good as the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Yu Chao.

These two people should be the two heads brought by the Lord Qiao, the Lord of the Great Lottery Palace?

Two casual cultivators with the cultivation of thirty-third grade celestial immortals, one is “Yu Master” and the other is “Mr. Jin”. Among the two, they are the richest and have great cultivation. Therefore, the two who are always with the help of Queen Qiao when they are away and follow them are always these two suckers who are willing to spend money, be willing to spend a lot of money, and be willing to spend money in vain.

Wuqi squinted his eyes and looked at Master Yu and Mr. Jin, and his index fingers moved for a moment. From the memories of Sanle Zhenren, we can see that these two people actually had friendship with some provincial governors of the Yu Dynasty and secretly mined some precious mineral veins that the Yu Dynasty had explicitly prohibited from mining. Therefore, they were rich and wealthy, not only to cultivate them, but even the immortal weapons on them were of absolute good quality and quantity.

The faint fragrance on Lao Ai attracted the attention of Empress Qiao on the cloud bed. She invited Lao Ai as a guest of the curtain. Master Yu and Mr. Jin's face suddenly changed. Master Yu said coldly: "Qiao'er, this kid is born strong, but it's not a silver-like wax gun tip, but it's a little bit of trouble and becomes weak!"

Mr. Jin said more nakedly: "Qiao'er, thanks to our cultivation level being much higher than you, we can barely bear your means, and we waste a lot of magic power in your belly every year. I'm afraid this kid can't afford to replenish you in one go?"

Wuqi lowered his head and said nothing. The demon god puppet who had just turned into Sanle Zhenren sent back the news. He had already conveyed the news about Na Zhima to Dale Tian Palace through the secret channels of Dale Tian Palace. Empress Qiao was very happy and couldn't wait to rush over immediately, just preparing to go to the slitting peak to investigate clearly.

In the city lord's mansion, some servants loyal to the former city lord, Master Jing'an, also released the news through certain channels. The four great monks of the mountain guard in the Jinge Temple were not far away, so I guess the news has been received by the Jinge Temple now. According to Liu Yi's plan, when the Daletian Palace and the Jinge Temple start fighting for Nazhima, they will also get relevant information with other immortal sect forces in Ancheng, and then there will be fun to watch.

While lowering his head and thinking about these things, Lao Ai laughed unceremoniously: "Silver-like wax gun tip? In front of someone, who dares to say that he is a Vajra body? Hey, Lao... Lao Qianye is very talented, how can you understand?"

The white gauze fluttered on the cloud bed, and a purple smoke floated over. Lao Ai was rolled up and sent it to the cloud bed. Queen Qiao's charming laughter came over: "Good man, then let me take the good students in the palace to take the school and take your skills. If you are exaggerating, don't blame me for being ruthless?"

The white veil covered Lao Ai's body, but his evil voice was still clearly heard: "Don't worry, the palace master is just afraid that the palace master cannot withstand the logging, and if he works hard to damage the palace master's essence, that is a serious crime!"

Queen Qiao laughed out loudly, her laughter as sharp as a knife, which made people's ears hurt. She laughed: "Oh, Sanle, you have taken over some good subordinates. Hehe, Lao Qianye? Your name is so interesting. In front of this palace, which man dares to say that he can work hard for a thousand nights?"

The sound of clouds and rain came from the cloud bed, and a large area of ​​clouds floated out from under the cloud bed. Several women standing beside the cloud bed shouted softly. Many monks surrounded the cloud bed and floated up and flew straight to the south. They flew more than a thousand miles south, completely leaving the possible route of the monks in He'an City. Master Yu and Mr. Jin carefully looked around several times with their spiritual sense. Then everyone changed their direction and headed straight to the slanting peak that Wuqi had just set up.

Along the way, Lao Ai and Qiao Niang shouted, laughed and moaned, and all kinds of strange sounds kept coming from the cloud bed. However, this cloud bed was also a rare magic weapon. The white gauze floated around, bringing a lot of white smoke around it. The naked eye could not see through the movements inside, and the spiritual consciousness could not penetrate. Wuqi's Zhoutian divine eyes could clearly see the fierce battle situation inside, but he was really not interested in this activity.

No... Wuqi is not interested, but the part that makes up his soul belongs to Le Xiaobai, and is very interested in this scene.

Zhou Tianshen's eyes quietly activated, helpless Wuqi turned his head stiffly, and his eyes emitting a faint strange light saw through the white veil, and saw the fierce battle situation inside that was as fierce as seven or eight crazy bulls collided with each other. Lao Ai and the beautiful and dignified Empress Qiao, who was wrapped around the bed, wrapped tightly like two big pythons. Both of them were using their greatest strength to devour each other, madly devoured everything that might be drawn from the other party.

Both of them had a strange pink color, especially the skin of Qiao Niangniang's skin showed a strange blood color. Her eyes turned pale, her whole body was trembling and twitching, and saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that Lao Ai's Juyang magic skill was more than the method of nourishing and replenishing her. In this frontal contest, Qiao Niangniang was completely at a disadvantage.

Not only was her body at a disadvantage, but Empress Qiao's mind was also controlled by Lao Ai. She moaned in a low voice, laughed loudly, and every word, was issued under Lao Ai's control.

Master Yu and Mr. Jin beside the cloud bed had distorted and ugly faces. They looked at Yun bed angrily from time to time, but they never dreamed that their beloved person had fallen on the verge of scattering the ritual. In a while, her cultivation would be absorbed completely by Lao Ai.

If Lao Ai, who had just entered the ranks of celestial immortals, had obtained all the magic power of Queen Qiao, it would be possible to break through the first level.

Shaking his head, Wuqi forcibly dispelled the curiosity and thoughts in his heart. He silently recalled Princess Zhengle's face and forced a heart to restore the clarity of his heart. He laughed in his heart. I don't know how many people I have harmed with this romantic scene. Now he finally met Lao Ai, the deadly nemesis.

In the memory of Sanle Zhenren, all the male disciples of the Great Le Tian Palace were once opponents of the Cloud Bed of Niangniang Qiao, and everyone had been exploited by her. As for Sanle Zhenren, if it weren't for the forced robbery of a large amount of Yuanyang, he wouldn't have been at the beginning of the Nascent Soul cultivation level until now.

"The evil people always need to be beaten by the evil people! Tsk, as long as I control Lao Ai and don't let him harm the good people, that is my merits!"

When he thought of his complacentness, Wuqi almost clasped himself as a ritual and said a Buddhist name.

The group floated into the mountains to the east.

At this time, the sun had already set, and a bright moon was rising from the distant sky. Wuqi looked up at the bright moon, and was very curious about how big the moon was to be so clear to the people on the ground. The essence of the bright moon possessed by this bright moon was simply horrifying. As the moonlight had just fallen, everyone was covered with a layer of rippling silver light.

Wuqi couldn't help but gasp. This Pangu Continent is indeed a blessed place for cultivation. No wonder the immortal sects invaded the territory of Yuchao despite the danger.

The essence of the bright moon here is pure and rich, dozens of times stronger than the essence of the star and moon gathered by Wuqi's formation on Qingya Star, and it is even more pure and free of impurities. As long as the essence of the bright moon is sucked into the body, it does not require the use of qigong to temper it, and it can be directly transformed into the natal energy of the cultivator's life and life training.

After entering the mountainous area, Mr. Yu consciously guarded the team's important places in front and back. Master Yu consciously opened the road in front and Mr. Jin was behind the hall a hundred miles away. Any place where people might be hidden or where the aura was slightly wrong was swept by the sword lights of the two. Even a few mountain rats who had just learned their intelligence were shattered into pieces by the sword lights.

After moving forward with caution for more than an hour, the group carefully arrived at the slim peak that Wuqi had just arrived in the daytime.

Master Yu and Mr. Jin rushed up together, and pulled open the vine at the root of the slanted peak, revealing the huge crystalline Ganoderma lucidum body.

‘Wow’, many monks in the Lotte Palace were conscious of the goods. When they saw such a large Ganoderma lucidum body, they exclaimed at the same time.

Master Yu, Mr. Jin, without saying a word, flew out a sword light and slashed heavily at Ganoderma lucidum. Two loud "clang" sounds, the sword light rolled back and almost split the two's bodies. The two were so scared that they hurriedly retreated far away. Master Yu quickly turned his head and shouted, "Qiao'er, this is the remains of Zhixian, how can it be opened?"

Queen Qiao didn't say anything. She and Lao Ai were at a critical moment. Lao Ai pressed on Queen Qiao's entrance. Queen Qiao's cultivation was at the entrance. As long as Lao Ai tried a little harder, the body of immortal power that Queen Qiao had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years of hard work would become something in Lao Ai's bag.

At this critical moment, a gust of wind suddenly surged above my head.

Wuqi didn't raise his head, turned around and walked back, shouting as he walked, "No, the enemy attacks!"

Just in that busy schedule, Wuqi did not forget Liu Yi. He pinched Liu Yi's neck and carried him to escape.

Above everyone's head, a Vajra statue with a height of hundreds of feet, bronze in color, and exuding an ancient majestic aura, was smashed down on his head. The Vajra looked glaring, holding a vajra, and his face was lifelike, just like a real Vajra descending to the mortal world.

On top of Vajra's head, eighteen old monks wearing big red cassocks formed a circle, and at the same time pinched the Vajra Demon-Subduing Seal and shouted in unison:
Chapter completed!