Chapter 942: Capture Tongtian alive (third update)

An old man with thin bones and green eyes flashing, like a monkey, squatting on the top of the tower of the sky, squinting at the corpses of the soldiers of Dawu all over the ground. "The little guys are doing well, these idiots are really useless. With their strength, they dare to come to provoke me Xinyu?" The old man's voice was hoarse and gloomy, and it was extremely unheard.

Wu Dihan's lower abdomen felt a heat, and he barely clamped his legs to avoid peeing on the spot. He looked at the old man squatting on the tower of heaven in horror. A stream of despair and fear from biological instinct made him almost faint. This was the instinctive feeling of the lower-level creatures towards the superior natural enemies. Wu Dihan knew at first sight that this old man could easily crush him with one finger.

Even those high priests of Dawu, Wu Dihan did not feel that way in front of those high priests. Those high priests are said to have the same strength as those high priests on Pangu Continent. However, after Wu Dihan saw a real high priest of Tian with his own eyes, he realized that it was nothing but nonsense.

If the ten high priests of the Great Wu join forces, they may not be able to surpass a true high priest of the Heavenly Priest. Even Wu Dihan’s instinctive intuition, if these high priests in the outer realm meet the old man in front of him, they will be the little lamb slaughtered by him.

"Retreat, retreat!" Wu Di'an neighed and screamed, not caring about his son who was hanging on the flagpole on the city. He slapped the butt of the green-scale wildebeest under his seat, and urged it to rise up a blue cloud to retreat backwards. There were hundreds of thousands of troops behind him, and the national teacher Mo Zhe was in charge. Wu Di'an suddenly missed Mo Zhe's rigid face that seemed to never smile. He wished he could hide under Mo Zhe's wings and shivered.

Maybe, maybe the national teacher can surpass the terrible old man in front of him?

Wu Di'an suddenly felt that some of the small thoughts in his heart were ridiculously stupid. He had now extinguished all his courage in fighting for strength and courage. He intuitively discovered that only the three national masters who claimed to be Killing Polang could lead Da Wu to the top. If he couldn't do it, Wu Tianming wouldn't do it, no one in the Da Wu Dynasty would do it. Just like the Tongtian High Priest in front of him, he had the strength to disintegrate the entire Da Wu.

"Hehe, since you come, you can rest assured, why escape?" The old man squatting on the Tower of Tongtian lowered his head and said in a deep voice to the solemn defender of the Jun Town: "The little guys have done a good job. The hundred-person lieutenant guarding here has been promoted to the thousand-person lieutenant. Later, there will be official documents sent to the Jun Town, and the military town is expanded ten times, hey!"

With a wave of his sleeve, several people beat Wu Dihan, who was fleeing in a panic with the sound of breaking wind. The heads were bloody, and they all died with grimace. It was the unlucky guy who had just charged forward and was teleported to Youxiong City. It was precisely because of the accidental appearance of these people that the Xin Yu Emperor who was in charge of Youxiong City was alarmed. He sent Suiren, the high priest of the Suiren family, to find out what was going on here.

Wu Di'an, who was sitting on the green-scaled wagon, was hit by a head. The head exploded into seven or eight balls of plasma behind him. The sticky plasma with a ray of fire attached behind him, making his flesh and blood sound. Wu Di'an was so angry that he was lying in pain. He lie on the green-scaled wagon for a while, and finally it was so painful that his internal organs were twitching, and his internal organs were burned out by the strange fire. He couldn't help but the terrible pain, and his whole body twitched and fell from his back.

The priests who followed Wu Diwu were in no mood to rescue him. These priests rushed into the camp in the distance. The tower behind the sky broke through the air silently. Suiren laughed strangely and said, "It's interesting, interesting, and he actually abandoned the master and fled? In our Dayu... In our Xinyu, doing this will lead to the great crime of the nine clans being killed!"

With a wave of his hand, a large hand condensed by a flame caught Wu Di'an. Suiren looked into the distance with disregard. Just over ten miles away, the central army camp ruled by Mo Di was clearly in sight. The murderous aura emitted by hundreds of thousands of troops during the exercise rose into a mist and turned into a misty black gas in the sky. In the rich black gas, a bear lies down, and the murderous aura condensed. This is an absolute elite soldier.

Suiren Yan looked at Xiong Fu in surprise, and his spiritual sense quickly explored the camp. If such elite soldiers had the strength of Xinyu soldiers, this would have a considerable impact on Xinyu. However, the information feedback from the spiritual sense made Suiren Yan feel relieved. The murderous intent and combat courage of these soldiers were both first-class elites, but their cultivation level was still twice as good as those of Xinyu soldiers.

"The local chicken, tiles and dogs are vulnerable!" Suiren Wei smiled proudly, and his big hand transformed by the flames grabbed Wu Di's body, making his skin sound louder. Crystal and transparent yellow human oil slowly dripped out of Wu Di's body. This is the most proud "dry fire" specially used to torture people. It can refine all the oil and water in the human body, but it can still make people die. It is an extremely vicious and fierce evil technique.

Wu Diwa's internal organs were like cooking oil. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout for help, but his shouts turned into little water vapor.

Suiren was so excited that his whole body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and trained Wu Di's body, slowly squeezing the oil and water in his body drop by drop. There was only Wu Di's here, but there were hundreds of thousands of troops waiting for him to make trouble in the distance. The Xin Yu Emperor just sent him out to inquire about the detailed military information, but he had made no mistakes in destroying the army, right?

Thinking of the spectacular scene of hundreds of thousands of people being refined into a large piece of oil and thick oil melted into a lake, Suiren was relieved and happy. With so much oil, he practiced some extremely evil secret technique that was strictly prohibited from practicing in the Dayu Si Tian Hall, so he should be able to climb up to a higher level, right? His own cultivation level may be able to improve one level.

Just as Suiren-Ying was so excited that he laughed to the sky, a roar came from the void: "If you abandon the lord and flee after the battle, your crime should be punished."

Wuqi, Guiguzi, and Modi, three great Wu masters flew down. A white sword light from Wuqi's hand spewed out several miles long. Yaokong cut down dozens of priests who had abandoned Wu Di'an and fled in a panic. Wu Di'an, who was burned to death by the dry fire, hissed and roared: "Well killed, damn things... The three national masters help, Xiao Wang is willing to join the national master's sect, and has no other thoughts!"

Wuqi raised his eyebrows. This guy really had other thoughts! Tsk, seeing you as fat and strong, it’s nothing to have less oil. Don’t rush to save you so quickly. Just think of the price you paid for your little thoughts! He glanced at Wu Di'an who was struggling in the flames' hands. Wuqi arrogantly bowed to Suiren and said, “This fellow Taoist, please return it to my Emperor Wu!”

Suiren Ye snorted coldly, too lazy to look at Wuqi and the other two. Three immortals with the peak cultivation level of Golden Immortals are not worthy of him. Suiren Ye swears as a matter of things! However, being cautious is the best. Suiren Ye activates the defensive restriction on the Tongtian Tower. The huge Tongtian Tower emits a black strong light covering Suiren Ye , and Wuqi and the other two can no longer attack and hurt him.

The priests of Dayu are not those fake and inferior high priests with eyes growing on the forehead of Dawu. Any priests of Dayu will properly protect themselves before the battle and will never give the enemy any opportunity to take advantage of.

Wu Diwu shouted again: "National Master, help me, Xiao Wang is willing to join the National Master and listen to the teachings day and night!"

As a person as big as this, Wu Di'an actually burst into tears. The shadow of death was pressing on his heart. The boundless fear made Wu Di'an completely collapse. He only wanted to survive now, and he couldn't care about anything else. What is the face and dignity in front of his life?

Wuqi laughed. This time he finally could see what kind of ability the High Priest of Dayu Tongtian had.

Suirenheim did not take the three of them seriously, and Wuqi was too lazy to talk too much with Suirenheim. Seeing that Wu Diwa was really unable to support him, Wuqi let out a long roar, and the long sword flew up behind him, turning into three white dragon-like sword auras and slashed at Suirenheim.

Guiguzi murmured and chanted a spell, holding a peach wood sword in his hand and spread luck on the clouds. The sound of the spell was like the sound waves made by countless locusts, gradually sweeping across the surrounding mountains and rivers. A muffled sound was heard, and the mountains visible to the naked eye were also spewed out a heavy earthy atmosphere. With the direction of Guiguzi's peach wood sword, it turned into dozens of huge yellow waves and shot at Suiren.

Mo Zhai waved his sleeves very simply, and a giant metal puppet that was hundreds of feet high shone with dazzling light all over his body, waving his big fist and smashed it towards Suiren's tower of the sky.

Suiren smiled, and shook his head and sighed: "What's the point of getting rid of the tricks of eagle and insects..."

Suiren can't stand it anymore.

Wuqi's sword light tore the black light protected by Suiren's body, and it narrowly brushed his face and passed by. One of Suiren's ears was cut off by Wuqi's sword, and the miserable green liquid slowly poured out of Suiren's wound.

Before Suiren-Yin could make a countermeasure, the spiritual energy of the earth veins affected by Guiguzi turned into twelve huge Ding-armored talismans, which seemed to fall lightly on the Tongtian Tower. With a loud bang, the light curtain was like a tide, and the restriction of the Tongtian Tower fluctuated violently, and Suiren-Yin could not even control the Tongtian Tower freely.

Suiren Ying screamed in horror. The power used by Wuqi and others was definitely at the level of Golden Immortal, but their attacks were so exquisite that they almost targeted all the defective attacks in the Suiren Ying restriction, as if they were pulling their entire body. With the power of Golden Immortal, they broke through the Taiyi level defensive restriction of Suiren Ying.

Before Suiren-Ying could figure out what the truth was, Mo Di's metal puppet had already punched the Tower of Tongtian.

With a bang, the Tower of Tongtian was knocked away, and Suiren was suspended alone in the air, staring at Wuqi and the other two who were pressing in front of him in amazement.

Wuqi grabbed Suiren's thin and thin neck with one hand, grabbed the flying sword and placed it on Suiren's neck.

"Now, we can have a good talk!"

Wuqi's actions when he said this were not like a true immortal, but rather a bit like a hooligan who collected protection fees on the street.

The darkness flashed in Suiren's eyes. He was about to give Wuqi a look, but the severe pain from *** made him forget all the spells in an instant.

Wuqi hit the *** with his knee, turning him into the most well-behaved prisoner.
Chapter completed!