Chapter 595: The Moon-Looking Crisis

After escaping from a distance, Wuqi quickly turned around and looked at the place where Zhenren Yaoyue and the Green Dome Star Pattern Shark had just fought desperately. A huge sword wheel was floating in the air, emitting dazzling purple and golden light. A thin Taoist in white stood on the sword wheel, whispering something to the sky in anger.

Wuqi nodded, it was also unlucky for Zhenren Yaoyue!

It is very clear that the golden immortal weapon used by Zhenren Yaoyue to severely injure the Green Dome Star Pattern Shark should have been rented through the internal channels of the Wanxian Alliance. I don’t know how much cost he spent to exchange for the opportunity to rent the golden immortal weapon with one blow. Just after the attack, the golden immortal weapon quickly turned into light and escaped. It should have been completed and the transaction was taken back by the Taoist in white.

It was obvious that the Taoist in white smelled the aura of the Green Dome Star Pattern Shark from the sword wheel. He knew that this was a rare ancient alien species and was full of useful treasures. He then drove here with magic weapons. Unfortunately, Zhenren Yaoyue had fled in a hurry, and Wuqi had taken away the most precious soul of the Green Dome Star Pattern Shark, leaving him with only some fragments of his body.

All his essence and blood were burning, and even the inner alchemy crystal core burned most of the green dome star pattern shark, leaving nothing good, but a lot of ashes. If this golden immortal from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance was interested, he could take the ashes back to offer them.

With a malicious smile, Wuqi quickly escaped. He had a greater understanding of the Wanxian Alliance. As long as he was willing to spend a certain price, he could not only hire powerful immortals in the Wanxian Alliance to help him kill and revenge, but even rent a golden immortal weapon! I don’t know if the Wanxian Alliance can rent Taiyi Jinxian’s Taiyi Immortal weapon? Or, no one can afford the high price, right?

With strange thoughts all the way, Wuqi cut through the void with a faint mirage, and soon returned to Wangyue Mountain.

The originally lively Yaoyue Fairy House has turned into a sea of ​​fire. Thousands of immortals and corpses of scattered cultivators were lying on the beach. All the pavilions were trapped in the fire. A shrill cry came from the sea of ​​fire. The common people hired by the Fairy House were struggling to ask for help in the fire. Dozens of soldiers were wandering around outside the fairy house, shaking their hands from time to time to fill in several buildings with less powerful fireballs.

The immortals with a successful cultivation level have been slaughtered by these soldiers, and only tens of thousands of ordinary people are left in the fairy house. They are either the shopkeepers, the waiter's halls in the restaurants, and even the girls and madams in the brothels. These people have no power to resist in the fire released by the spells. They just howled a few times in the sea of ​​fire and were burned to ashes.

The bodies of these people were gradually refined into oil by the fire, and mixed with the collapsed pillars of the house. The fire became even more intense. In the black smoke, you could vaguely see the dead soul flying helplessly into the sky, staring at the void that was twisted by the heat of the fire. Soon, dozens of vortex-like black portals suddenly appeared in the void, and powerful attraction came out of the portal, sucking these souls in.

This is the envoy of the Nine Nether Hell who came to pick up the dead after death. Wuqi looked at these black portals curiously. This was the first time he saw what people on Pangu Continent would look like after death. He also fought many times in Pangu Continent, but he had never encountered the opportunity to have a large number of souls to survive.

What surprised Wuqi very much was that several of these black portals had faint golden Buddha light, and a faint low voice of Sanskrit singing sounded from those portals. Behind the portal, through the Chaos Divine Eye, you could see the figures covered with Zen light appearing faintly. With this low voice of Sanskrit singing, hundreds of souls among the burned mortals drifted over to those portals with great joy.

Several portals that were pitch black and emitting sharp ghost roars blocked the way of the souls who murmured and chanted the Buddha's name, and were determined to suck them in. However, the portals that emitted a faint Buddha's light immediately emitted extremely thin spiritual light and blasted heavily on these portals. Wuqi heard the slightest scolding and howlings from the void. The dark portals shattered, and hundreds of souls that recited the Buddha's name flew into the portals that emitted the Buddha's light.

"Tsk, there is also a Buddhist back door in the Nine Nether Hell?" Wu Qi looked at this in horror, thinking that he must find out this matter clearly after a while. If a Buddhist monk is really so powerful, he still has to act carefully. After all, he once hated a disciple who was sitting down by a great Bodhisattva and killed a lot of his disciples.

The vision lasted less than a cup of tea. After tens of thousands of souls were sucked in by those portals, the black portal gradually disappeared, and the last towering tall building in Yaoyue Fairy House collapsed. The huge main beam smashed on the ground with a fire, splashing countless sparks.

The twisted fire illuminated the Wangyue Mountain beside it. Various thunder and lightning lights burst out from time to time on the huge Wangyue Mountain, and a faint low explosion sounded. Hundreds of armored soldiers were floating in the air under the leadership of dozens of generals with equal cultivation levels as immortals, attacking a level of protection outside the pavilion on the top of the Wangyue Mountain. Hundreds of priests were suspended in the air, and a large number of lightning and strong winds and fires were sprinkled with magic spells like raindrops.

In addition to the strange and unpredictable curse spells, human priests are also proficient in various natural five elements attacks. Hundreds of priests are equivalent to hundreds of mobile turrets. With a wave of their hands, a large amount of lightning light fell. With a light cough, dozens of fireballs about a meter rolled down from the sky. If three or five priests join forces to launch an attack and they will use it at will, large meteorites whistle down from the sky with a hot fire.

Compared with the immortal arts of immortals, the single-body attacks of human priests may not be as powerful as the immortal spells, but their attack frequency is too high. Immortals often have to pinch the tricks and chant the spells for a while before they can release an immortal thunder, but the human priests' every move is densely packed with attacks like a storm. The quantity makes up for the gap in quality. Hundreds of priests attack at the same time, and the firelight wraps the top of Wangyue Mountain, and the originally stable protective array is trembling violently.

Hundreds of armored soldiers, holding heavy swords, guns, swords and halberds, were suspended in the air and smashed the protective formation. The formation occasionally rebounded and lightning struck the armored soldiers, but they could not even hurt their hair. Every heavy bombardment of these armored soldiers made the formation make a loud bang, and the foundation of the formation gradually collapsed.

The pavilion on the top of the mountain was filled with people with horror, including monks and mortals, but the number of monks accounted for more than 80%. About 3,000 people were harboring this last protective formation, and a pavilion sitting in the middle was leading three or five immortals and dozens of soul cultivators to suppress the formation. It was Zhenren Yaoyue who fled back in a hurry after being seriously injured.

At this time, Zhenren Yao Yue looked ferocious and his whole body was covered with light golden plasma. His body was trembling violently. Every time he hit a seal, a large amount of golden blood would be sprayed out of the wound on his body. The plasma had accumulated a thick layer on the ground, and I don’t know why so much blood would flow out in his body.

The originally romantic and elegant Zhenren Yao Yue looked like an evil ghost at this moment. He kept making seal techniques to stabilize the formation. At the same time, he looked up at the many priests who were besieging the formation. The soldiers shouted loudly: "Are you crazy, the governor of Haizhou? Siege me Wangyue today. When I free up my hands, I will definitely kill all the Haizhou in the whole country!"

The soldiers and priests smiled grimly, but they kept besieging the formation, and they didn't talk to Zhenren Yaoyue at all.

If Zhenren Yao Yue hadn't just rushed back to take charge, the formation would have been broken by these priests and soldiers, and the family of the three thousand Zhenren Yao Yue inside would have been captured alive by them according to Wuqi's order. However, Zhenren Yao Yue rushed back too fast, which was beyond expectations, which made Zhenren Yao Yue rushed into the formation and persist until now.

Wuqi smiled with satisfaction. The spiritual power he had just blasted into Zhenren Yaoyue's body was to speed up the speed of Zhenren Yaoyue's return and help Zhenren Yaoyue move back as fast as possible. Otherwise, if these priests and soldiers broke through Wangyue Mountain and they concealed some of the spoils, wouldn't Wuqi suffer a loss? These priests and soldiers are all private guards of the Yu family. Only by obeying Yu's command, it was natural for them to conceal the richest spoils.

However, Master Yao Yue rushed back in time and stood in the formation to resist it. When Wuqi returned, it was impossible for these priests and soldiers to conceal the spoils. At most, they were asked to scrape away some of the insignificant oil and water from the fairy hall, but the thickest lineage of Wangyue Mountain had to wait for Wuqi to come back to make the decision!

With a long laugh, Wuqi showed his figure from the void. He floated over many priests and soldiers, pointing at the real man Yao Yue and shouted loudly: "The former Haizhou Mu corrupt and abused the law to harm the people, and he has fled for fear of crime. Now Haizhou Mu is Yu He, the legitimate son of the Yu family in Zhongzhou. It is Tan Lang, the new general of the Grand Secretary of the Military Hall of Haizhou. When will the evil Taoist Yaoyu be surrendered before he could stop?"

With the scolding, Wuqi clenched his right hand and punched him downwards.

With a loud bang, the southwest formation foundation of the formation collapsed, and a tower made of gold bricks shattered. The tower was constantly filled with fairy stones into the eyes of the formation. Several descendants of Zhen Yi of the Spirit Stones screamed, and were smashed by the golden bricks that were nearly meter long and wide and died on the spot.

The formation base collapsed, and the formation almost immediately had a chain reaction. The entire formation collapsed, revealing the pavilion below and the tribesmen of the three thousand people of Master Yaoyue. Master Yaoyue exclaimed, and a dazzling light came from around him and soared into the sky. The spiritual bead of about meter in diameter sprayed out a large cold wave and smashed it down at Wuqi in the air. This pearl was the treasure of Master Yaoyue's real life training. As soon as the cold wave came out, many priests and soldiers in the air could not resist and retreated around.

Wuqi shook his head, and he mocked: "Where can he wear Lu silk at the end of his strength?"

Mirage spurted out from all over his body, and dozens of illusions that were exactly like him suddenly appeared beside Wuqi. A small village appeared in the void, and countless pedestrian shops wrapped Zhenren Yaoyue in. Wuqi hid in the illusion, quietly approached Zhenren Yaoyue, and punched heavily on the part of Zhenren Yaoyue's eyebrows.

Zhenren Yaoyue, who was exhausted and almost exhausted, fell down upon the fist and fell into the sky softly.

He put away the spirit bead of Zhenren Yao Yue. Wuqi pointed at the man, woman, old and young man who cried below and sneered: "All of them are captured alive, no one is allowed to escape!"
Chapter completed!