"Submit me?"
"What a big joke!"
Wuzhiqi laughed loudly, showing his wild and wanton attitude, "I, the God of the Huai River, have lived for nearly a hundred yuan, and I have never seen any big winds or waves. I don't know who can conquer me!"
What Dayu couldn't do back then, how could Yu Yuan do it? "
Hearing this, Boy Bailian looked at Wuzhi Qi nervously and said, "So Brother Dao has not surrendered to Yu Yuan, the Yi Qi Immortal of Jie Sect?"
"That's natural!" Wuzhiqi said with an arrogant expression: "I, Wuzhiqi, am the God of the Huai River who upholds heaven and earth and will never surrender to anyone!"
White Lotus Boy breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ran Deng and said, "Deputy Leader, please rest assured that the God of Huaishui has nothing to do with Yu Yuan."
Before he finished speaking, Wuzhi Qi Dalala said: "I can't say it has nothing to do with it. He asked me to help investigate your Incense Shinto before, and I agreed immediately."
"Um?"
The relaxed smile that White Lotus Boy showed just now suddenly froze on his face, and his expression became extremely ugly.
Ran Deng Taoist's face is not good-looking either.
Not long ago, Chanjiao made up his mind to join forces with the Western Church. As the deputy leader, he also set his sights on the incense god created by the Western Church. He planned to use this to incubate an army of incense gods, which might become an army in the future. A power beyond everyone's expectation.
But the facts proved that he obviously took it for granted.
Yu Yuan, who intercepted the sect, had not only noticed the small moves of the Western sect, but also planted a secret. This secret had even climbed to a high position and became the nominal leader of thousands of incense and fire gods!
At this thought, Taoist Ran Deng could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
Why is this Yu Yuan always able to get in front of everyone?
Whether it was the treasure hunt in Donghuangtian, or the subsequent treasure hunt in Wuyi Mountain, or even the confrontation not long ago... This Yu Yuan always seemed to be able to prepare in advance!
This is incredible!
Although there are many ways to predict the future in the Three Realms, we are currently in the midst of calamity, and the heavenly secrets are so chaotic and obscure that even the saints cannot clearly see the future direction, and others are even less able to deduce it.
So how did Yu Yuan get ahead of them in everything?
Is it just luck?
Taoist Ran Deng knows that there are some beings in this world who are very lucky. Even if they do nothing, everything will go smoothly and all their wishes will come true.
For example, they explained the teachings of Yun Zhongzi, who was called the True Immortal of Fortune.
At this time, following Wuzhiqi's showdown, the corner of King Yaksha's mouth also raised a sneer, and whispered: "I saw something was wrong with you before, but I didn't expect that you were actually Yu Yuan's subordinate..."
"fart!"
Wuzhiqi interrupted him angrily, "I, the God of Huaishui, am not anyone's subordinate!"
"never mind."
King Yaksha said calmly: "Anyway, you will be buried here today!"
As he spoke, he rushed towards Wuzhiqi.
The tall and mighty King Yasha's black robe fluttered in the wind, exuding a fierce aura, and his red eyes flashed with a ferocious light.
He waved a pair of heavy gloves on his hands, and the metal texture shone with an icy cold light. This pair of gloves is engraved with mysterious runes, and each swing brings forth majestic power.
Wuzhiqi took a step back and an iron rod appeared in his hand.
This iron rod is of medium diameter and has a shining black light. It looks inconspicuous, but it is made of the toughest dragon-patterned black gold in the world.
"Dang! Dangdang! Dangdang..."
The fist gloves and iron rods intertwined to make a deafening impact.
Earth-shaking and huge.
The entire Valley of the Spirits was trembling, and countless rubbles fell down, causing the little demons carrying the incense copper to cry for their parents and run away with their heads in their hands.
King Yaksha and Wuzhiqi are both good at physical combat, but the differences in fighting styles can also be seen from the spiritual weapons they use.
The former's gloves are characterized by powerful explosive power and can launch rapid and violent combos to defeat the enemy; while the latter's iron rod is characterized by stability and tenacity. Through his skillful combat experience, he can combine offense and defense with long weapons. The characteristics are brought into full play.
"It seems you have a second thought."
Wuzhiqi danced the iron rod into flowers, blocked King Yaksha's attack, and gave a fatal counterattack with fierce power.
The majestic mana collided between them, setting off a shock wave visible to the naked eye.
While King Yaksha and Wuzhiqi were fighting fiercely, the pharmacist frowned slightly, and a purple gold alms bowl appeared in his hand. The treasure light flashed and exuded a mysterious and powerful aura.
He threw the purple gold alms bowl high into the sky, clasped his hands together, and recited a secret mantra in a low voice.
The light from the purple gold alms bowl instantly became bright and dazzling, forming a gorgeous halo surrounding Wuzhi Qi.
The latter immediately realized that something was wrong. He felt that his body was gradually being restrained by an invisible force, and it was pulling him towards the purple golden bowl.
His expression suddenly changed, and he swung the iron rod and tried his best to break free, but the power in the purple gold bowl trapped him like a dragnet.
King Yaksha was having a fierce fight with him, and when he saw the pharmacist suddenly taking action, a flash of displeasure flashed across his face.
However, the pharmacist was a direct disciple of the saint, so he couldn't say anything, so he could only snort slightly and step aside.
Hua Yan's charity is on top of the green lotus, and the golden vase is dust-free when it falls to the ground.
The pharmacist has a solemn appearance and a peaceful expression. He wears a green lotus crown on his head and a brocade robe. He holds a golden medicine bottle and silently recites mantras in his mouth. Power is continuously poured into the purple gold alms bowl.
The aura radiated by this spiritual treasure became even more intense, binding Wuzhi Qi tightly, trying to collect it into the alms bowl.
Wuzhiqi was unwilling to be trapped and struggled with all his strength. Pieces of golden armor emerged from his body, and his entire body emitted a dazzling golden light.
However, the aura of the purple gold alms bowl also became more intense, sucking him in little by little.
Wuzhi Qi could feel that under the light of the purple gold alms bowl, his strength was rapidly declining. It would not be long before he would completely lose his ability to resist and be absorbed into the alms bowl.
A sense of despair and helplessness filled his heart.
The pharmacist seemed to be aware of it and said calmly: "If you convert to my religion, I will spare your life and grant you the position of Dharma Protector Vajra."
"Ha~"
Wuzhiqi chuckled contemptuously, "You are talking as if you can kill me... I am Wuzhiqi, the God of Huai River. Even Dayu can't do anything to me, so who are you to dare?" Want me to obey you?"
"Stubborn!"
The pharmacist gave a low drink, and the light from the purple gold alms bowl became even more intense.
Just as Wuzhiqi was about to be put into the purple gold alms bowl, a tall and heroic young man suddenly appeared above the Valley of the Spirits, holding a purple hammer high in his hand.
The hammer was surrounded by electric light, and a blazing light bloomed from the top, and immediately there was a deafening thunder echoing between heaven and earth.
The next moment, a bolt of lightning that was several feet thick fell from the sky and hit the purple gold alms bowl with lightning speed.
An astonishing energy shock wave swept across, tearing apart the force field of the Zijin Bowl.
This spiritual treasure from the west shook violently, but was unable to withstand the majestic power of thunder and lightning. After a stalemate for a few moments, it collapsed and flew out.
Wuzhiqi also took the opportunity to break away from the restraints, picked up the iron rod and hit the pharmacist on the head.
The pharmacist has a solemn expression on his face. He raises his right forearm in front of his chest at a slight right angle to his body. His fingers naturally stretch upward and his palm faces outward, forming the fearless seal of the great Western supernatural power.
At this moment, the space in front of him seemed to solidify.
The iron rod in Wuzhiqi's hand fell in front of him, as if it had hit a copper wall and would never fall again.
"This fish seems a bit big!"
Wuzhiqi was so aware that he quickly rose into the air, came to Yu Yuan's side, and whispered: "Why are you the only one?"
Yu Yuan glanced at him, "Are you afraid?"
"Are you kidding?" Wuzhiqi immediately put away the worry in his eyes and said boldly: "How can I, the majestic God of Huai River, be afraid of these little characters?"
"Tsk tsk~"
Yu Yuan smacked his lips, looked at the Ran Deng Taoist and the Medicine Master with a half-smile, and said teasingly: "One of these two is the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, and the other is the first disciple of the Western Sect. They are not small roles."
what about me?
King Yasha narrowed his eyes and stared at Yu Yuan, but saw that the latter's eyes never fell on him the whole time, as if he didn't exist.
He couldn't help but tighten his fists, wanting to rush forward and challenge him again, using his fists to prove that he was no small role!
But when he saw the hammer in Yu Yuan's hand, his fist slowly relaxed.
Not long ago, his body was smashed to pieces by Yu Yuan with a hammer. Thanks to the intervention of two sect leaders, he was led to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. They used the Eight Treasure Lotus to reshape his golden body, and even taught him that only direct disciples can practice it. The immortal golden body and magical power.
But although his physical body was reshaped, the psychological shadow left by that hammer still existed.
Seeing Yu Yuan now, he no longer had the strong urge to fight with him, but only fear from the bottom of his heart.
It's not like he hasn't experienced failure in the past.
It's just that he has never been defeated so miserably and so powerless.
At this time, the pharmacist said solemnly: "I wonder what the purpose of fellow Taoist Yu Yuan is here today?"
"Isn't this asking knowingly?" Yu Yuan said matter-of-factly: "I don't care what your Western religion does in Hezhou, Xiniu, but developing Incense Shinto in Nanfanbuzhou and harvesting the power of faith of the human race is crossing the line. !
Nanfanbuzhou was separated from Dongtu and belongs to our Dongtu Xuanmen Taoist tradition!
Foreign teachers are not allowed to get involved!
As a disciple of Jiejiao, since I bumped into you today, I naturally have to take care of it! "
Having said this, Yu Yuan turned to look at Taoist Ran Deng and asked with a half-smile: "Chanjiao is also one of the three Taoist religions. I wonder why this deputy leader turns a blind eye to what Western religions do?"
(End of chapter)
