Chapter 434 A Pool of Muddy Water

With a strange roar, the huge bronze villain rubbed Wuqi's body and smashed it down. Wuqi avoided the bombardment of the vajra statue, but he deliberately shook his wrist and Liu Yi's body tilted. The edge of the vajra statue was the corner of the floating belt behind the vajra lightly swept across Liu Yi's body, swept from his right knee to his ankle, rubbing his right calf to pieces, and all the bones and muscles were shattered.

Liu Yi screamed in pain, and all tears and snot were sprayed out. Wuqi pinched his neck and ran out, shouting while walking, "Brother Liu Yi, don't be afraid, if I am here, I will definitely protect you!"

While Wuqi was shouting, an old monk from the red robe sitting cross-legged above his head suddenly saw Wuqi running around in a ball of wind. The old monk threw out a Buddhist bead and shouted loudly: "Evil demons and heretics can be killed! Monsters, die!" The ebony-wood Buddhist beads as big as long as they took off their hands and turned into a ball of basin-sized lightning and roared at Wuqi's heart. The strong wind from the Buddhist beads even lifted out several monks of the Great Lotte Palace with golden elixir cultivation next to them.

Looking back, he saw the Buddhist beads coming towards him from the corner of his eyes. Wuqi made a move. Before leaving, among the spiritual weapons given by many teachers of Yuanhua Sect, a protective magic weapon called "Qingchan Wings" flew out of his hand and turned into a piece of green glow that enveloped Wuqi. As soon as the green cicada wings made his move, a sharp cicada roared heart-wrenching sound. Hundreds of blue cicadas, the size of hazy fists, flew out, and swirled inside and outside the Qingxia. The thin film wings that danced rapidly trembled quickly. Circles of white wind blades that could be seen in the naked eye quickly greeted the lightning of the Buddhist beads.

With a loud bang, the lightning exploded, and the Buddhist beads as big as longan were shaken into pieces by the green cicada wings. The scattered thunder turned into dozens of firelights, and Wuqi's wrists shook again. A firelight fell on Liu Yi's butt, burning his pants cleanly. A purple thunder fire, the size of his thumb, stuck to Liu Yi's butt, and squeaked, and soon burned a hole the size of his fist.

The wounds in the calf were so painful that Liu Yi almost fainted. Wuqi played with this move again. Liu Yi glared at his eyes and howled heart-wrenchingly. The screams covered the cicadas' cicadas' screams. Liu Yi, who was originally romantic and elegant, changed his face at once. His white and handsome little face suddenly became as yellow as dry as bacon, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat, spewing out like a stream.

Wuqi pinched Liu Yi's neck and dragged him to escape quickly. While running away, he shouted: "Brother Liu Yi, don't worry, if I am here, you can't die, you will definitely not die!"

A loud noise came from behind several miles away. Eighteen old monks controlled the scarily large bronze vajra statue and smashed heavily on the cloud bed of Queen Mother Qiao. The cloud bed spewed out thousands of white clouds and thousands of cloud lights to block the impact of this vajra statue, but among the eighteen old monks, at least three were at the level of the celestial immortal cultivation. They formed a formation to drive the magical power of Zen Vajra to worship in front of the Buddha for countless years, and turned into such a large Vajra statue to eliminate demons. The huge pressure was almost comparable to the impact of a hundred Mount Tai falling from a height of tens of thousands of miles.

The clouds were shattered, and auspicious lights were scattered. Accompanied by the Queen Qiao's screams with a bit of despair, the King Kong shattered the cloud bed, and the hundreds of boys and girls next to it, as if they were smashing the cloud bed, as well as hundreds of boys and girls, handsome young men, and monks of the Lotte Palace, underground.

The surrounding mountains trembled a moment ago, and the Vajra statue fell into the ground about deep. Eighteen old monks wearing red cassocks were afraid that the people under the Vajra statue would not die. They were suspended in the air dozens of feet above the ground, and quickly formed seals with their hands, constantly chanting the sutra of subduing demons. Then, a Buddha light was released and the Vajra statue was hit on the Vajra statue underground.

The Vajra statue suddenly jumped, and the bronze Vajra statue emitted countless lightnings and rushed straight into the sky. Then, colorful Buddha lights swirled rapidly in the sky from all directions, quickly turning into a colorful light column and falling down. In the light column, several ancient Buddha statues could be seen sitting cross-legged. They made ten thousand-character seals in their hands, and countless phantoms such as Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajras, and Heavenly Kings flashed behind them.

The colorful light column merged into the Vajra Buddha statue. The earth suddenly shook, and dozens of nearby mountains collapsed at the same time. The peaks fell and the rivers were diverted. The ground in many places broke into deep and bottomless cracks. The rivers and streams flowed into these cracks and disappeared in an instant.

A very sad and angry voice suddenly rang out: "Qiao'er, Qiao'er, Lao Qianye finally found a beloved person, you were actually killed by these bald donkeys!"

The ground, about ten feet away from the big pit that was smashed into the ground, suddenly exploded. Lao Ai hugged his body and his muscles were shattered, his head was beaten like a rotten watermelon, and a golden halo rippling from his eyebrows rose into the sky. A discerning person could tell at a glance that there was a golden light flowing out between his eyebrows. This was a unique sign that the immortal soul was shattering and the power of the soul's original power was returning to heaven and earth.

Eighteen old monks in red robe laughed in unison and said, "Good, good, get rid of the evil, and you should return this bright world with a blue sky and a white sun!"

The old monk who had just attacked Wuqi shouted sternly: "You are not going to convert quickly. Could it be that you have to learn from this demon woman's soul to be dissipated?"

Lao Ai, covered in blood, looked at the old monks with a resentment, and suddenly took a step forward and teleported dozens of miles away. He shouted sternly: "A bunch of bald donkeys are waiting, I won't let you go! Today I don't have the strength to avenge Qiao'er. When someone practices to become Taiyi Jinxian, he must kill you at the gate of your Jinge Temple and slaughter all the bald donkeys on your Jinge Temple!"

‘Tsk’, the eighteen old monks in red robe felt a little tired. It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. This is a matter of particularity. When you, Lao Ai, you will practice Taiyi Jinxian and then go to the Jinge Temple to take revenge? Well, how many Taiyi Jinxian are there in the Heavenly Court? The top Taiyi Jinxian can count the two palms, right? When you practice Taiyi Jinxian and then take revenge? Do you want to avenge Queen Qiao, or do you don’t want to save it for her?

The ground next to it suddenly cracked again, and the eighteen demon god puppets transformed into Sanle Zhenren and others escaped from the ground with a dirty blood madman. "Sanle Zhenren" fled quickly while moving into the wind and shouted loudly: "Let the remains of Zhixian be left to you bald donkeys, dear uncles and uncles, brothers and sisters, escape, these bald donkeys are coming in a fierce manner, and it is difficult to deal with!"

The demon god puppet transformed into Min Hua even screamed: "Stay the green mountains and don't worry about burning firewood. Dear classmates, the wind is tight, pull it, wait until we accumulate strength and cultivate into Taiyi Jinxian, let's fight with these bald donkeys!"

Leading by Lao Ai, a line of demon puppets, with the scattered corpse of Queen Mother Qiao and the intact blood madman, followed Wuqi to escape quickly. Their escape was so fast that a group of old monks in red robe had just used the powerful Buddhist ban, but they couldn't take action to chase them for a while.

Next, they had no time to chase and kill Lao Ai and his group.

The eighteen demon god puppets yelled at the top of their voices: "The remains of Zhixian are here. Dear fellow Taoists, don't take advantage of this group of cruel and ruthless old bald donkeys. Take it, grab it, take the Zhima horse condensed by the essence and blood left by Zhixian. The mortals can ascend to the immortal in one step. Even the celestial immortals can have a great success. The golden immortals are expected, and the golden immortals are expected!"

These demon god puppets are not physical mortals, they are half physical and half puppets. Eighteen of them roared in unison, and the sound waves were rolling for thousands of miles away. The mortals in Ancheng heard the movement here, and they all knew that the remains of Zhixian were born in the mountains here!

The direct people of the Great Lotte Palace followed the cloud bed of Qiao. The evil spirit was crushed by Lao Ai's evil spirit, and was smashed to pieces by the Vajra. Her whole body of energy was sucked clean by Lao Ai. Where could the other direct people bear the attacks jointly issued by three immortals and eighteen soul monks? The people present in the Great Lotte Palace, except for the illusioned demon puppet and Lao Ai, the blood madman, were beaten to pieces and scattered.

Only Master Yu and Mr. Jin had a high level of cultivation and were quick to see the opportunity. The Vajra statue was smashed down on the head. They did not dare to face the eighteen old monks with the magical power of subduing demons with the help of the Buddhist tools, and quickly teleported to the side. After Lao Ai escaped with the broken body of Queen Qiao, Master Yu and Mr. Jin rushed back as if they were lost, crying and shouting: "Qiao'er, Qiao'er, how miserable are you? We must avenge you and avenge you!"

Accompanied by the shrill cry, Master Yu threw it into the void, and three strange-shaped jade axes flew out of their hands, turning into three huge moons and chopping them down at the red-robed old monks. Mr. Jin roared angrily, and with just waved his hands, there were countless golden swords, golden spears, golden swords, and golden axes all over the sky, smashing them down at the old monks like a storm.

The two of them even joined forces to use the earth-shaking magical powers of immortals, and they casually pointed at the surrounding mountains. Dozens of mountains roared up, and in the blink of an eye it compressed into small pieces of earth that were only the size of a fist, and they brought a rich rustic spirit to smash the three old monks in the realm of the celestial fairy.

Eighteen old monks in red roared together. An old monk in the realm of the celestial fairy suddenly broke out of the formation and rushed towards the body of Ganoderma lucidum under the slanting peak, completely ignoring the attacks of Master Yu and Mr. Jin. The other old monks shouted loudly, and the seventeen people stood in accordance with the position of the Bagua Nine Palaces. At the same time, relics rose above their heads, turning into large Buddha lights to protect the mountain several miles, and put on a stance of being strictly guarded.

The Vajra statue that had just been smashed into the ground also slowly flew up, sitting cross-legged at the feet of the eighteen old monks, forming an uncertain Mingwang seal with both hands, emitting a bronze light tower as thick as a city wall, and also pretending to be guarding the situation.

Master Yu and Mr. Jin's attack hit the Buddha light emitted by these old monks, but it only caused countless ripples of light, shaking the land on all sides and rolling the earth, but it was impossible to disclose the defenses of the old monks. The Buddhist meditation and defense supernatural powers are famous in Zhoutian. When Buddhist practitioners really pulled off their faces and defended with all their hearts, not many people could break their Buddhist bans.

The old monk who took off his body held a golden ring knife in his hand and rushed to the Ganoderma lucidum body without saying a word. He waved the ring knife and chopped it down at the Ganoderma lucidum body. With a "clang" sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and the ring knife slashed into the Ganoderma lucidum body, which was at least one finger deep!

There were suddenly hundreds of loud shouts coming from far and near:

"Well, can you see such a genius treasure?"
Chapter completed!