Chapter 487 Raging
The fifty people were led by Prince Hong He.
While he was on the way, he had a ferocious smile on his face, and the clouds were swirling above his head, showing a thousand hands and feet that were indescribably terrifying. The evil god's appearance was pieced together. It was his sect's unique skills. Saint becomes immortal.
Seeing that he was about to rush into the hole.
Hong Hetai paused, and he continued to move forward, but the evil god's dharma image above his head suddenly turned around and rushed towards everyone in the field.
Then he saw the evil god's Dharma sign dancing with his hands and feet, seeming to be reciting obscure and strange mantras in his mouth, and his whole body dancing like crazy, inexplicably crazy.
Unlike the towering trees that suppressed it on the Stairway to Asking the Heart before, under the urging of Prince Hong He, the appearance of this evil god was brought into full play, and its invisible power spread out in waves.
Every cultivator on the field, whether far or near, is facing the evil god's Dharma image directly at this moment.
In the eyes of everyone, the Dharma form seemed to rise from a height of ten feet to several feet in an instant, and even kept rising, occupying all people's sight.
However, in everyone's eyes, this evil god's appearance is different. It is a collection of the most terrifying and fearful things in their hearts. Moreover, if you look closely, you will see that this evil god's appearance is constantly changing and has no fixed appearance at all.
There seems to be a desire in their hearts to sacrifice themselves to this evil god in exchange for great freedom, great freedom, and the strongest power.
For Nascent Soul Golden Elixir monks, they can immediately feel that something is wrong with their own state. They chant the Qingxin Mantra to use their magic power to eliminate the influence of the evil gods.
Many of the foundation-building and qi-training disciples had their eyes drowsy and confused. Some had fish scales on their faces, and their fingers softened and deformed as if they were about to turn into tentacles. What's more, even if they pulled out their weapons, they would Cut off your fingers and arms to sacrifice to the evil god.
Those who are protected by elders can still be pulled out of the dangerous illusion; those who are pure casual cultivators without elders to watch the fun are already in danger.
Especially the low-level monks, standing outside, covering a large area, are about to stage a bloody disaster.
"Quiet!"
Seeing that something was not going well, Qingyangzi hurriedly shouted.
The cave mirror suddenly illuminated billions of lights, shooting in all directions.
Countless brilliant lights shine into the sea of consciousness to dispel the illusion of evil gods. Iron swordsmen and cloud-piercing hands control the towering trees. Countless leaves rustle, helping many low-level casual cultivators to break free from the illusion. come out.
The entrance to Baishu Cave.
Hong and the prince had already entered in a flash, as if they didn't know how much trouble they would cause to the venue by turning around with their Dharma images above their heads.
Off the field.
Master Wang was so angry that his hands trembled.
“Hmph, the aliens from the deep sea monster clan like the Evil God Temple are really uneasy and kind-hearted!”
Just now, the Evil God’s law went berserk, and he almost got hit by it.
There is a Yulongjiang guarding the spirit body on the road, so he is naturally fine.
Baicao Jushi.Zhen.Baidao Mowang said with a smile.
The Evil Temple's techniques were tainted from the very foundation by the immortal corpse, and they embarked on a path of extreme chaos.
Those sea tribes drank from the terrifying Immortal Corpse Spring since they were young, and their minds and bodies have been subtly transformed. They can withstand the influence of the evil god's law. Most monks cannot stand that kind of absolute chaos.
So the people in the Evil Temple are very strong, the monsters are tough, and they also have chaotic illusions.
Just now, Hong He and Prince seemed to be venting their dissatisfaction. It seemed that the information about the hundred spiritual stones still made him feel grudge.
Lu Ye smiled beside him and said that fortunately there was only one evil temple, so the rest of the people didn't cause any trouble.
In front of Baishu Cave.
Fifty monks had already flashed past and flew inside.
Just now Hong and the prince were enjoying themselves for a moment, but the rest of them didn't have the time to slowly put on a show.
They cannot compare with the Evil Temple.
Those crazy deep-sea monsters in the Evil Temple have always wanted to counterattack Qianhai and overthrow the human race.
Whether he is an enemy or a friend depends entirely on the mood of the current generation of the palace master, Hong He and his father.
So Hong and Prince can occasionally go berserk when they are offended.
No one is as crazy as him. Even the King Snake Palace is a lawful camp of the deep-sea monsters that advocates peaceful coexistence with the human race. Naturally, they will not embarrass Buddha Island anymore.
Let's say that after fifty people entered the cave.
The light bloomed on the bright mirror outside, and it immediately switched to fifty pictures of different sizes, which together formed a large circle for all the monks in the audience to watch.
In the center, naturally there was a big wave of Honghe Prince.
After entering the cave, a circle of green light appeared under each of the fifty people's feet, and their figures disappeared into the void.
The next moment, they appeared in a prison a few feet away, already locked up with the opponents they needed to fight.
Everyone in the audience was amazed at the towering tree's tactics.
Master Wang, who was a little wilted at first, suddenly became excited again.
“Two fellow Taoists, this is the small moving formation of the towering tree!”
“As long as you are in the tree and controlled by the Yuanying monk, you can move the object to any place. Place. "
Baicao Jushi. Zhen. Baidao Demon Network asked curiously.
"Isn't it possible that if the old Taoist Qingyang shook his hand, he might have sent Hong and Prince to the cave of the real Buddha?"
Master Wang was dumbfounded when asked.
Lu Ye smiled.
"Two fellow Taoists, look, the show has begun."
On the cave mirror.
Bursts of bright light have erupted in the fifty separate scenes.
Everyone has already started to take action.
There are those who are strong, such as Hong He Taizi, who is fighting against Nascent Soul, a No. 1 physical cultivator.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but the opponent chosen by Futu Island for him was a strong man with a bald head and an iron tower shape. His arms were twice as long as those of ordinary people, his fists were black, and his eyes were shining.
You must know that a Buddhist-born physical practitioner is good at fighting in close combat. His spiritual body sits firmly on the lotus platform and is not afraid of being entangled by illusions. Moreover, this person's black palms are extremely poisonous at a glance.
The knowledgeable people watching the game exclaimed in low voices.
“Is this Poison Maitreya, who was known as the number one thief before Madam Jiuchai came to power, but suddenly disappeared in the end?”
“It is said to be Poison Monk who defected from Nanhezhou. He has mastered the Buddhist Vajra Body, and his hands are as hard as a magic weapon, and they have been tempered with poison."
"I don't know how many people were killed by him, but they were captured by Futu Island."< br>
Nadu Maitreya has been imprisoned for many years, and now there are strange faces in the prison, and he doesn’t care about them.
He roared angrily, his ferocity undiminished.
A pair of giant hands reached down to grab him. The hands swelled up in the air and turned dangerous red. A stench hit him and they grabbed at the head of Prince Hong He.
The corners of Prince Hong He's mouth twitched, and he was delighted to see Hunter Xin. His hands turned into countless tentacles and he violently faced him.
Boom, boom, boom!
In the picture of the cave mirror, you can also see that the two were like a hammer meeting a steel ingot, almost unpretentious, and they collided with each other without any dodge!
There were two figures everywhere in the cell that was more than ten feet in size. The tree wall they hit shook violently, and deep pits appeared one after another!
You must know that this is where the towering tree itself is, and it is protected by its formation. It can resist the attack of the Yuanying monks, which shows the great destructive power of the two.
On the screen in the cave mirror, dust is everywhere and light shines randomly. Occasionally, you can hear the two men howling like wild beasts from inside, but the entire screen is filled with dust and nothing can be seen.
Although the various spiritual consciousnesses on the Dongming Mirror select a certain picture, they can enlarge it in the field of vision.
For the two Nascent Soul practitioners, the space of only a dozen feet is like fighting face to face. The two figures can occasionally be seen in the flying dust.
Occasionally, I would see huge suction-cup tentacles wrapped around Poison Maitreya's figure flashing through the dust.
The cultivators outside the field were so anxious that they stamped their feet.
Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time. Who knew we would be able to see this?
Lu Ye was particularly dissatisfied.
Isn’t this just mosaic? How could anyone be so deceptive?
Everyone was anxious and could only turn their heads to look at the other contestants.
Others’ painting styles are different from Hong He’s, so you can always see the highlights, right?
Everyone just looked at the pictures and felt disappointed.
It turns out that all the Nascent Souls and Golden Pills were trapped in a cage while fighting each other.
The Yuanying prisoner's cave is more spacious, only a dozen feet in diameter; the Jindan prisoner's cell is even narrower, only a few feet long and wide.
At this distance, the monks arrived just as soon as they lifted their feet.
Doesn’t Pagoda Island force contestants to fight face-to-face with prisoners?
As soon as the monk got close, he struck with fatal blows, causing the ground to shake and the sky to shake. The room was filled with dust, and his body flashed like lightning.
There were monks outside the venue, and even with their eyesight, it was difficult to see clearly.
Dongmingjing gives the picture. Few people can clearly see the fighting scene. Most of them are an unknown mosaic. They can only listen to the sound and guess who has the upper hand.
Everyone could only take advantage of the moment when the dust fell to the ground to open their eyes and try hard to see.
It goes without saying that the eight geniuses who are most concerned about by Zhu Xiu, Hong He and Prince, are suspected to have abandoned their human form and returned to their true form as terrifying monsters.
For example, Yin Yijia, who was wearing golden armor, was fighting against the Nascent Soul of the Crocodile Clan. The place was so narrow that the two of them could only use physical training. The cell was smashed into deep holes, and there was dust behind it. Flying, filling the whole picture.
Such a narrow area is quite unfriendly to practitioners who need to distance themselves.
Fortunately, Futu Island has not lost its mind yet. Basically, the magic cultivation is against the magic cultivation, the sword cultivation is against the sword cultivation, and the physical cultivation is against the physical cultivation. It just depends on the skill of both sides in controlling the magic and their reactions.
But no matter what it is, in a place no more than a dozen feet in size, the magical power is blooming, filling the screen, and everyone can only take a rough look, half-guessing.
Ru Na is extremely handsome, and his opponent is an old Buddhist cultivator who is extremely ugly. Judging from their looks, the two of them are a perfect match.
Shuai Bufan has an orb on his head. There seems to be waves rolling in the bead, and he can release countless water spells with a single move.
The old ugly monster Yuanying opposite made a water bottle, and when the bottle was poured out, a vast ocean came out.
They wandered around the cave wall, casting various spells at their fingertips, like artillery blasting each other.
Jian Qiuyi faced off against a Nascent Soul Tribulation Cultivator named White Bone Sword Demon.
The sword demon wielded a white bone sword magic weapon. As he waved it, the cave seemed to have turned into Abi Hell, filled with gloomy energy.
Jian Qiuyi was born in the Chaoyang Sword Sect. The sword in his hand was unsheathed, like a golden sun rising in the cave, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere.
The two were fighting each other, but the golden and white swords were dazzling with fierce energy, and the sharp sword shadow almost filled the entire cell.
The two wielded swords, each fighting at one end and moving around. The sword energy collided like a torrent, and the screen was full of clanging sounds.
King Jintian is holding a bronze tripod, and opposite him is a Nascent Soul prisoner, an old woman, who is so old that she can't even straighten up, and her eyes are dim. But the other party inserted a wooden stick into the ground, causing thousands of trees to bloom throughout the cell, and the trees seemed to come alive and attack the opposite side.
But Jin Tianwang did not panic. He slapped the bronze tripod, and a dazzling light came out of the tripod, which instantly chopped countless wooden branches into silk.
Prince Long Bing, who is dressed in white as snow, has another style of painting. He holds a dragon tendon whip and makes circles with a shake of his hand. Opposite Yuan Ying is a big man with a gun, but the cave limits the use of his spear. , but was pulled around by the long whip.
The person Nangong Xing was fighting was a Nascent Soul prisoner who paid great attention to appearance and dignity. He had a long beard and was meticulously combed. He held a token and wore layers of Taoist robes. There were heavy flames burning on the robes. He waved the token. It's the roaring flames.
Although he is a prisoner, his majestic and solemn aura is better than that of many big sect leaders.
Nangong Xing held the scepter and waved his hand, and countless Ding Jia were summoned to fight against the water-type spiritual soldiers.
The most elegant one is Wan Caiyi. He is wearing a pink floral Taoist robe. He holds a hole in his hand and blows it to his mouth, causing many goddesses to fly down from the sky.
Opposite him was also a music cultivator. He was stroking the burnt xylophone, and as he was playing it, countless silver-helmeted skeletons were attacking forward.
The flying goddess versus the silver-helmeted skeleton is like a beauty dancing with a beast.
Master Wang, Bai Xiaosheng, exclaimed on the side.
“Poison Maitreya, Fierce Crocodile Painting Wood, Purifying Water Soul Seducer, White Bone Sword Demon, Grandma Wood, Invincible Gun, Fiery Priest, Fool of Music and Burnt Wood, these are all veteran Nascent Soul masters.”
“Some of them are the thirty-six thieves of the previous generation, and some are cult leaders. They are all famous murderers, and they were originally imprisoned here.”
“The Baishu Cave on Buddha Island is so closed. How many people are there? "
Baicao layman touched his nose and said dissatisfied.
"Now we just imprison the True Monarch of Transformation into God, and we can't see the fighting scene. What's the use?"
Nowadays, the entire color screen mosaic on the cave mirror can hardly provide any useful reference value.
Lu Ye laughed.
“Just be satisfied if you can see so much.”
“Perhaps it is these challengers who don’t want to reveal their trump cards in front of everyone, so they do this on purpose?”
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"You know, there will be an arena competition tomorrow."
Master Wang and Master Baicao nodded.
It is true that the place chosen for the fight on Futu Island is so narrow and constricting because of the terrain, but those talented people definitely don’t want their trump cards to be exposed before the arena match.
Not long after.
On the cave mirror, a part of the picture suddenly turned black.
The cultivators still don’t know why.
I watched the green light flash at the entrance of Baishu Cave, and a golden elixir monk appeared. I saw him kneeling on the ground vomiting blood and breaking his arm. The spiritual soldier was also lost in Baishu Cave and fell to the ground unconscious. Not awake.
On the many leaves, several monks exclaimed and ran out to help the golden elixir monk up. Some pushed the palace to bleed, some injected magic power to hang their lives, and some pried open their lips and tongues to inject blood. Into elixirs.
Master Wang whispered.
“I know this person. He is the young island owner of a subordinate island in the sea area of Buddha.”
"We have sparred before. He is very talented and can beat me by just one move."
"I didn't expect to end up here today."
"It looks like a big defeat. If you lose, I’m afraid Dao Ji will be damaged too.”
“If I had known this, I would have failed in the first level.”
Baicao Jushi comforted him.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, there is no need to worry. On the road to immortality, everyone strives to be first. Life or death depends on fate. You can't blame others."
Lu Ye nodded.
"Yes, he is injured now, and he will probably regret it for the rest of his life; but if he doesn't go, he will regret it for the rest of his life."
"Is there any way to have both ends of the world?"
< br>However, this is just the beginning.
On the cave mirror, the picture began to turn black one by one.
Monks are constantly being teleported out of Baishu Cave.
Most of them were seriously injured, but some of them died just after exiting the cave.
In comparison, the monk who lost his arm first was not in the most serious condition.
Some had their legs broken, some had half of their bodies cut off, and some had a big hole in their necks with only a little bit of skin and flesh left to connect them, and they died immediately.
But he is not the worst.
In the cave mirror, there is a small remote scene. A golden elixir trespasser was knocked down by a demon prisoner and fell. He did not have time to say the word "surrender" until his death.
The demon prisoner gnawed and feasted on his body, swallowing most of a corpse in the blink of an eye.
The sound of chewing can be heard from the cave mirror.
Qingyangzi was furious and immediately summoned his disciples to come in. The formation in the cell broke out. The demon king who was showing off his power just now was bound and entangled by many branches, and instantly turned into a lamb to be slaughtered.
The disciples from Buddha Island came in, pulled up his hair to reveal his long neck, slashed his head with a knife, and was instantly beheaded.
Many of the cultivators in the audience complained because the picture was blurry, and the buzz echoed throughout the audience.
Nowadays, casualties and golden elixirs appear one after another outside Baishu Cave, and Nascent Soul monks even begin to appear inside.
The noise in the venue slowly stopped.
When the man-eating golden elixir demon clan was beheaded by a disciple from Futu Island, everyone fell into silence.
Lu Zhiye murmured.
According to Qingyangzi’s initial rules, it was clear that he did not want to see the monks bleed in the second level.
Tsk.
Could it be that the matter of Wenxin Ladder has been exposed? In addition, the eight geniuses did not give face, so they all had to compare one to ten.
Have you offended Master Futu and done something in the cave?
Anyway, there is a towering tree here, which can add some buffs to the Nascent Soul Golden Pill prisoners and weaken the challengers. Even if the challengers admit defeat and transmit outwards, it only takes a breath or two, which is enough to double the casualty data.
What a pity.
Baishudong is surrounded by the roots of towering trees. The real tree is actually dozens of feet above the ground.
The outside is full of tree roots, and the inside is full of towering trees absorbing spiritual power from their spiritual veins.
From the perspective of the fish and dragon diagram.
Lu Ye only saw a green patch of green, but could not see the real situation of the underground prison wrapped in layers.
Unlike the first level, the Questioning Ladder actually extends from the canopy of the tree and is placed in front of the crowd for everyone to see.
I guess the Nascent Souls on Buddha Island are still confused. They don’t know what went wrong and the secrets were leaked. Maybe they are beginning to suspect that there is a mole.
Lu Ye is daydreaming here.
In just a moment, the hole mirror suspended in the sky was like a black spot, and nearly half of the screen was gone.
Nearly half of the monks have been transmitted before and after Baishu Cave, almost all of them are golden elixir realm monks, and there is also one unlucky Nascent Soul.
Qingyangzi sat in the center and commanded the overall situation, and dispatched immortal doctors and precious medicines from the treasury of Futu Island to heal everyone's injuries.
Iron Swordsman, Cloud Chuanshou and Du Wan, on behalf of Futu Island, personally went to greet the injured monks.
Lu Ye counted the time and found that it had been an hour since he entered the cave.
Why haven’t the winners been decided yet among those talented people?
Half a day is too tight.
That's what he was thinking.
On the cave mirror, the dust in the center of the picture scattered and became clear.
Just look at Du Maitreya kneeling in a weird posture, with one hand forward, with a look of horror on his face, as if begging for mercy.
Just a bloody tentacle stretched out from his mouth, and the arm stretched forward was twisted into a twist and completely useless.
And there was a huge and inexplicable sea monster on his back wrapped around his body.
This sea monster has a horned snake head, a long neck and a huge body made of soft mud. It is covered with scales and has a tail like a vertebrae spear, and there are countless tentacles under its belly.
The sea monster's tentacles flew out, wrapped around Poison Maitreya's neck, and then used force together.
Click click click click.
In full view.
Poison Maitreya's head was originally facing forward, but the cultivators watched as his head slowly and unstoppably turned backwards, making his eyes full of fear and despair.
The terrifying frontal face slowly disappeared from people’s sight, and then came the side face covered with scratches and deep bone wounds, and the blood-stained ears.
Bang!
The last thing Zhu Xiu saw was the shiny back of Du Maitreya's forehead.
The next moment.
His head fell off.
A green light Nascent Soul, about a foot high, flew out of the corpse's neck cavity in panic. It flashed, trying to escape from the shackles of the physical body and find a suitable physical body for reincarnation and reconstruction.
It's just too late.
A few tentacles circled around and knocked him out of the flying state.
Then pick it up and throw it.
The sea monster opened its mouth.
Gudong!
The Yuanying felt that his vision went dark and he had been swallowed into his mouth. He panicked and begged for mercy, but it was already too late.
I saw the sharp teeth closing, the sea monster chewed a few mouthfuls with satisfaction, and the Nascent Soul was silent again.
Hiccup...
The sea monster burped, and the Poison Maitreya Nascent Soul completely disappeared into his belly.
Master Wang was trembling with fear.
"This sea monster...is it Prince Honghe?"
(End of this chapter)