Chapter 92 It can’t be all of them, right?

Style: Heros Author: Pei can'tWords: 2523Update Time: 24/01/19 05:11:08
"Back then, you were just a boy from a mountain village, and you were almost turned into a puppet by Xuanyinzi. It was me who felt pity for you because of your extraordinary strength, and that's why I persuaded him to accept you as his disciple."

"Houyou quickly rose to prominence in the sect, while Xuanyinzi acted in the opposite direction and was extremely unpopular in the demon sect. At this time, I saw your objection and offered to help you get close to the true form of Jizo."

"I really didn't expect you to be so decisive. In order to win the recognition of Ksitigarbha's true body, you actually cut yourself with a knife, cutting off all the good and becoming a pure evil body. Since then, you have snatched the recognition of Ksitigarbha's true body, Only then in the battle for Xuan Ming Dao did he severely injure Xuan Yinzi and achieve Tianyuan."

"But you promised me at the beginning that you would help me resurrect my son one day by understanding the Xuanming Dao. Now that this opportunity is so close, you actually regret it."

Granny Meng looked at the Pluto Sect Master with cold eyes.

"Lin Poyun, since I can help you ascend to this position, I also have the means to pull you down. You may not have imagined that the remnant body of Shanxi that was chopped off by you did not perish, but became a mortal with a body of pure Shanshan. Later, I became a disciple of the Venerable Wanfa of the Holy Mountain of the Northern Territory."

The bald monk next to her had a compassionate look in his eyes.

Others probably would never have imagined that the most compassionate and kind-hearted Master Wue on the Holy Mountain is actually the same person as the leader of all evil, Master Pluto.

Monk Wue has cultivated diligently since he became a disciple of the Venerable Wanfa, and is now at the seventh level of powerful cultivation.

If it were an ordinary seventh realm, it would certainly not be worth fearing in the eyes of the Pluto Sect Master. But the monk in front of him made him feel that he was more difficult to deal with than any Tianyuan strongman.

Because from the moment he saw the monk, he felt countless thoughts affecting his mind, as if there was another will trying to impose itself on him.

"No...impossible." Master Pluto shook his head heavily, "Even if good and evil are mutually exclusive, I should be the one to devour you. Why can your will override mine? Lord of All Laws, is that the one The old thing did something!"

"I promised the Venerable Wanfa to give half of the breath of the underworld to the whale-riding immortal and half to resurrect my son. From now on, I will become a monk in the holy mountain and practice, and I will no longer care about anything about the demon sect." The cold wind was biting, and Granny Meng continued. , "Lin Poyun, if you don't leave, you will only die."

Boo hoo hoo hoo——

During the time of these few words, several rays of light had already fallen on this place. The masters of the four Nether Palaces were also looking at everything in front of them in amazement.

"Haha..." Master Pluto laughed twice more.

Today was another heavy blow to the Demon Sect. After the last battle in Shushan, the Pluto Sect, which had not replenished its vitality, was once again in trouble.

Originally, he wouldn't care about this. As long as he obtained the Breath of Death, it wouldn't matter if all these fish died.

But in the current situation, the right path has been reached, and monk Wuhe is influencing him from the side. Even if he has the true form of Ksitigarbha, it is difficult for him to do anything. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only accept this failure.

"Venerable Wanfa? Immortal Riding a Whale?" His sharp gaze swept across the crowd, "I will remember you."

After saying this, the leader of the Pluto clan flicked his sleeves: "Let's go!"

boom--

A huge black hole suddenly opened in the sky behind him, and his figure suddenly disappeared into it. The masters of the four halls were still unaware of the situation, but the sect master had retreated and had to follow him.

A group of disciples of the Pluto Sect were about to attack the enemy's right path. When they saw the huge black hole above their heads, they knew that the boss had run away again, and they immediately rushed to get into it.

In an instant, it turned into a rout. The righteous people pursued and killed them, once again killing the demonic cultivators like rain.

The two large-scale battles of the Pluto Sect ended in disastrous defeats. It must be difficult for them to regain their strength in a short period of time. But with the strong men and artifacts of the eighth realm around, they won't be able to recover after all.

"It's a pity that we can't keep him this time." The Whale Riding Immortal said, "There may be trouble in the future."

"It's because the poor monk has not cultivated enough." Monk Wu'e said, "If I had the equivalent of the Eighth Realm Dao, I would be able to suppress it."

"He has the true form of Ksitigarbha, and it is difficult to control him no matter what." The Whale Riding Immortal said: "Unless several Tianyuan who are also in charge of the artifact are willing to work together, you don't have to force yourself too much. If you force the connection between you to use If you suppress him, you will inevitably be affected. By the time he disappears, you might not be the 'Wuhe' you are now."

Monk Wue thought for a moment and could only sigh again: "Amitabha."

"No need to say more." Granny Meng looked at Xuan Bingzhong's figure, her eyes bursting with excitement, "Can we get started?"

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms and gently opened the lid. A stream of pure and ultimate Yin Qi surged out from it, and in an instant the ghosts in the mountains cried, and the heaven and earth moved!



"Ah...I want revenge, I want you all to die!"

On a glacier a hundred miles away, half of Zijinhou's body was lying in an ice cave, and the other half of his body was... gone.

He only had the left half of his body, and this time it was not even more complete. Not only his shoulders, chest, thighs... even half of his face was missing.

The Whale Riding Immortal seemed to be just a flick of his fingers, but it actually contained the supreme immortal magic. Although the lethality was inferior to the Jingtian Bagua of the Jiuyi Immortal, there was a silver king in front of him to resist that day, and Zijin Hou only took a small part. harm.

Today, he is mainly responsible for this incident.

Countless purple-black flesh buds tried to grow into knots, but they were all corroded and disappeared by the strong golden light. The severe pain made Zijinhou roar again!

The left half of his body was chopped off, and it took him a year to recuperate. Just after the first battle out of the mountain, the right half of his body was gone again.

What kind of human suffering is this?

"Pfft--" Zijin Hou spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His injuries were so severe that it was difficult to even move, and repairing his body became a delusion. He now urgently needs precious medicine to replenish his true energy and blood. If there is no more replenishment, he may die here.

With no way to go, he could only seek help from outside.

As the creator of the soul arresting order, he naturally has the highest authority. It can sense the existence of the soul-binding order within a short distance, and can also send a message to a person who holds the soul-binding order alone.

At this moment, there are only three living people on the ice field who still hold the soul arrest order.

Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty.

Among them, fifty-nine and sixty were standing together with the eighth-level strongman who injured themselves. They had obviously rebelled.

Only fifty-eight is my only hope...

Every ray of soul fire on his soul arresting order was collected by himself, and the loyalty of his subordinates can almost be guaranteed. I don’t know what happened to these two people. They dared to rebel. Could it be the threat from the strong man in the eighth realm?

Thinking of this, he first severely wiped out the soul fires of fifty-nine and sixty, and extinguished two more of the few soul-binding candles. In this way, the two traitors were completely destroyed.

There are already a lot of two traitors, you can't have three, right?

He had also read the information in the previous soul arrest order. Those two, fifty-nine and sixty, were obviously not normal people, and there were already signs of rebellion.

But Fifty-eight looks like a normal soul-gatherer with stable emotions.

In fact, it is already difficult for Zijin Hou to completely trust his subordinates whom he has never met. But besides him, who else can I contact at this moment?

If he stayed where he was after dark and encountered an ice beast or a ghost, he would most likely be waiting for death.

Zijin Hou still had a plan in mind, planning to tell Fifty-Eight a location not far from here. If he arrived alone, he would let him come over. If there are others behind him, he will hibernate.

After some thought, Zijinhou sent a separate message to Fifty-Eight.

[Marquis Zijin]: "I am slightly injured. Please bring some elixirs and spiritual plants to me. I will wait for you at the top of the glacier eighty miles east of Fengya Mountain."

[Zijinhou]: "Jie Yin died on the east road. If you perform meritorious service this time, I will make you the envoy of Jie Yin."

[Zijinhou]: "Proceed with caution."

Good morning.

Yesterday I thought it wouldn't be updated today, so I asked the editor, and he said he hadn't notified me. Let's see what other authors do. Then I observed it for a while, and it seemed that some of it had been updated, so I decided to update it and ask for leave after finishing this volume.

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