Chapter 250 Mortals fight, immortals disrupt the situation
Teng Hanfei looked desperate, and Zhao Gongming's thoughts were poured in his heart like a basin of cold water.
"Evacuate?"
The Ancient Sect obviously came prepared, and the entrances and exits have been blocked. How to evacuate? !
Which part of the problem is it?
They seem to be dominated by the Ten Abyssal Formation, but when they think about it carefully, they feel passive everywhere, and the Ancestral Sect seems to have predicted the future.
In other words, it is like the Jieshu step by step under the nose of the Xingshu.
Is it a corpse Taoist?
It’s impossible. How can the body and soul merge into the Ten Abyss Formation affect the Ten Heavenly Lord?
Suddenly.
Dong.
The ceiling above Teng Hanfei's head made a loud noise, and fine cracks were spreading, and the sea water dripped from the cracks.
Dongdong.
There are signs of collapse in the ceiling.
Teng Hanfei realized that vitality still existed, and this move obviously came from Zhao Gongming's Dinghaizhu, which should not be able to break the platform in a short time.
Before he could get out of the crack in the wall, the Ancestral Sect had arrived.
"We must not let them escape unstoppable! Kill all the demons of the Jie Sect!!"
Tu Xingsun fled underground with everyone.
The enemy blushed when they met. Nezha had no intention of hiding his weakness at all. The fire exploded in the narrow space and the tiles were dissolved.
He exposed the small world at the first time, and the flames flew around him.
With the fire spear swing, more than a dozen monks of the Jie Cult were instantly wiped out, and they were already reduced to ashes before they could even scream.
"You are the only one."
Nezha did not choose Yuan Hong, and pointed directly at Ji Wen.
The platform was in chaos. Although the situation was one-sided by the Academic Sect, it was indeed difficult to solve the problem of nearly 100 people in the Jie Cult in a short period of time.
Huang Tianhua rode the jade unicorn, Yang Ren rode the Yunxia Beast, and the two cut off the way out of the way for the sect to retreat.
They could not have let the Ambush escape, and they each took their own actions, and soon the tracks were covered with broken limbs.
Yang Jian stood still, staring at Yuan Hong and looked into it a little deeper.
"Yang Jian, I have been waiting for you for a long time. You will definitely die today."
The big tank shattered, and the seven monsters of Meishan, which had a ferocious appearance, crawled out, all of them looked like beasts and ghosts, revealing a unique aura of souls.
"Yang Jian, do you... recognize us? We remember you. We have practiced for many years to swallow up your flesh and blood."
"A little impression."
Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and tilted his head to look at the seven monsters of Meishan.
"I remembered that Master once mentioned it."
Yang Jian ignored the approaching seven monsters of Meishan and said to himself: "When I was seven years old, I practiced the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Transformation Sutra, but unexpectedly, the Seven Spirits Backfire. Later, Master helped me reshape my soul to save my life."
"You should be the seven souls I lost before."
Yang Jian seemed to touch Yuan Hong's reverse scales. The latter's facial features were twisted and he was about to go crazy, and his whole body showed an aura that was exactly the same as Yang Jian.
"Apes, buffaloes, local dogs, wild boars, centipedes, white snakes, and goats."
He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's you."
The seven monsters of Meishan crawled on the ground, not knowing what happens, but they actually had physical bodies, but except for Yuan Hong, their spiritual intelligence was a bit inferior.
Yang Jian summoned the Xiaotian Dog and gently stroked the dog's head. "Master warned me that no matter how good the qualifications are, I cannot be greedy. So now I am only practicing zombies and dog spirits, and I have been very loyal for decades."
"Yang Jian, you deserve to die!"
Yuan Hong suddenly rose up, his body was like lightning, and he rushed straight to Yang Jian.
His arms instantly expanded, turning into a monkey's arms as big as three or four meters. The fist wind whistled, and the aftermath caused several monks of the Jie Cult to fall.
Seeing this, Yang Jian waved the three-pointed two-edged sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow, and the platform was trembling.
The six monsters of Meishan entered the game one after another.
The Xiaotian Dog roared, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes, blocking Yang Jian's body, fighting with the six monsters in Meishan.
Teng Hanfei did not intend to support Ji Wen, who had retreated step by step, and stared at Tu Xingsun who was trying to strengthen the ceiling. After all, they could have a glimmer of hope only by breaking the platform.
But it is strange, why does the Anhui Church simply ignore itself?
At this moment.
Teng Hanfei staggered, and the material on the ground turned into flesh and blood at some point, and the saliva on the tip of his tongue became fishy and sweet.
"Toxic?"
"It's a dragon, beard and tiger!!"
Teng Hanfei cursed a few times inwardly, Long Beard Tiger is worthy of being a disciple of Jiang Ziya, and she is extremely insidious.
He used his fingers as his pen to engrave spiritual patterns on the surface of his skin, and blood vessels and meridians as auxiliary. In just a moment, a magic array was formed to isolate the yin energy, and the plague in his body disappeared.
Teng Hanfei wrote a few more strokes, engraved in the position of his eyes.
The pupils flashed with glimmer, and their eyes locked at Yang He who was hiding in the shadow.
"Interesting."
Yang He couldn't help but sigh that Teng Hanfei was a painted ghost, and he actually used flesh as an artifact to arrange magic circles.
Teng Hanfei turned around, and the giant dragon head spitted a lot of plague poison from the shadow.
His magic circle eliminated some of the plague poison, and his flesh and blood were still inevitably eroded, and countless eye insects had penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
"You!"
Teng Hanfei was in a trance for half a breath and looked at the flesh and blood subway incredibly.
"You are..."
"Oh."
Yang He smiled and said nothing, urging the small world of three corpses, extending his arms infinitely, directly pulling Teng Hanfei into the mustard seed space.
Meow! !
The black cat was so scared that he was trembling, afraid that Yang He would break his stomach. Teng Hanfei's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at Yang He who turned into a dry dragon in front of him.
The extremely terrifying dragon body is more than 200 meters long, with three heads and six arms, and each piece of scale has a randomly rotating pupil.
Although Teng Hanfei had never seen the Taoist corpse with his own eyes, how could he not know the magical powers that the Taoist corpse was good at? What's more, why is the immortal body of the dragon-bearded tiger similar to the immortal body of the corpse?
"Are you a dragon-bearded tiger, or... a corpse Taoist?!!!"
Teng Hanfei's voice trembled, and his eyebrows were full of disbelief.
"Fellow Daoist Teng, why ask more questions?"
Yang He sighed softly when he heard this, secretly glad that he did not take on a big bag.
As early as when he came into contact with the Twelve Golden Immortals, he found that the relationship between the permanent characters could no longer be hidden from others. As a result, it was not only the true immortal, but also Teng Hanfei of the realm could see the clues.
It can be seen that the initial integration is not without disadvantages.
As time goes by, more and more monks will connect the three permanent characters together, and Jiang Ziya will know sooner or later.
Yang He didn't know how to explain to Jiang Ziya that this move would definitely offend the latter.
"It seems that deep integration must be put into the constitution."
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"The Twelve Golden Immortals don't care that the dragon, beard and tiger are the external Dharma bodies of the corpse Taoist, but if they see the plague Taoist, haha, they are afraid they will kill me."
Yang He made up his mind to merge deeply as soon as the Ghost Jue Formation ended.
Teng Hanfei's face was pale and he was already in a state of uproar.
How many incarnations does the corpse Taoist have?
He suddenly realized that the Jie Sect had fallen into Yang He's plan from the very beginning.
Whether it is the fall of Ping An Hospital or the failure of encirclement, Yang He is behind it, and the arrival of the Twelve Golden Immortals is probably the same.
"What the hell do you want to do? Senior brother is not something you can compete with!!"
"What do you have to do with you? Just be honest with the title."
Before he finished speaking, Yang He had already pounced on Teng Hanfei.
Even though Teng Hanfei has been engraving spiritual patterns all over his body, the difference between the two is there, and the natural immortal body has been distinguished.
The fierce claw wind rushed straight to Teng Hanfei.
Teng Hanfei hurriedly used magic weapons to resist, but his ribs were all broken, and the strange dragon with three heads and six arms attacked around Teng Hanfei.
The black cat was vomiting all the time outside, vomiting wherever he went.
The ground is full of sour water.
Immediately afterwards, Yang He summoned Baoguling and fought quickly, and 20,000 heads surged out.
The black cat suddenly felt a burst of fullness and hiccups with resentment on his face. After a long time, the movement in the stomach and intestines came to an abrupt end.
Meow~~
Yang He drilled out of the mustard seed space, and Baoguling had an extra head.
The black cat was about to give Yang He a claw, but when he sensed something strange, his hair thrust into the shadow of Yang He's feet.
The situation has almost subsided, except for the seven monsters in Meishan, they are all on the list.
Yang He raised his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Some sunlight shone into the platform, which happened to fall on Huang Tianhua's chest, and his flesh and blood sizzled.
The speed of spiritual vision soared is comparable to facing Zhao Gongming.
Huang Tianhua avoided sideways, his wounds were already deep, and the remaining sunlight turned into maggots in the flesh and blood, trying to penetrate into his internal organs.
Yang He realized that the Jie Sect was not without a backup plan, and another... the immortal appeared, and the sun shining in the sky was just a ray of aftermath.
Yang Ren said coldly: "It is the Viluxian who is accompanying the Seven Immortals in the Jie Sect!!"
In Jie Sect, the status of the Seven Immortals in the service of the Seven Immortals is second only to that of the four major disciples. This person has already entered the formation, and is probably one of the same light and one of the same darkness as Zhao Gongming.
A huge eyeball was approaching the crack in the ceiling.
"Somewhat knows."
The Buddhist beads are held in the palm of Viluxian’s palm, dispelling all the darkness on the platform.
The sunlight shone differently, and the walls and floors began to dissolve, and even the seven monsters of Meishan became scarred in screams.
"Return to the subway!!"
Including Yang Jian, the monks rushed into the car without hesitation.
The seven monsters in Meishan rolled continuously, and the blisters on their skin were like worm eggs, and the burning traces were like maggots eating them.
However, the bloody subway could not last long, and the fragrance of medicine was everywhere. Via Luxian seemed to plan to refine them into pills together.
"Junior Brother Long Beard and Tiger, subway..."
Yang He made a gesture of silence and hurried to the last carriage.
There were two more charred corpses on the rails outside the window.
"I am afraid of keeping Master Sun and... Master Yuding."
"What?"
As everyone was stunned, the two burnt corpses suddenly stood up, and the fairy light roared, forcibly resisting the sunlight emitted by the Viluxian.
In a trance, two charred corpses shed a layer of skin.
Yuliu Sun and Yuding Zhenren nodded slightly, then disappeared from the same place, and the gap in the platform ceiling had completely healed.
They could vaguely hear that the two golden immortals blocked the Vilu immortal.
"You Jie Sect are all bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. What is it to deal with the younger generation?"
"Hmph."
Yang He took out the evil body and threw it into the mouth of the flesh and blood subway, "You can't stay for a long time, we can't watch the battle between immortals."
The flesh and blood subway restarted, and the rolling steam vented.
Wow~~~
Yang Jian glanced at the platform and the seven monsters of Meishan had already escaped into the waiting hall.
"It's a pity that they will die next time."
"There won't be a next one."
Yang He received news that his daughter had already controlled the seven monsters of Meishan.
(This chapter ends)