surnamed Wang

Chapter 531

Over the desert to the east of Xichi, the Buddha's light shines all over the sky, and several golden statues fall from the sky, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit and the sound of bells and drums. The people on the Xichi border who watched this scene couldn't help kneeling and prostrating.

Wang Gingquan jumped off the beast, drew his long sword and pointed at the center of the sandstorm, followed by experts from the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and everyone directly faced the terrifying storm without saying a word.

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Half an hour ago, Wang Gingquan and the other three made a plan. He led Yue Sulong to break the seal, and after the big demon Yaliu rushed out of the cave, he quickly turned back and fought against everyone.

But when they arrived at the edge of the storm on their strange beasts, Crow Liu inside suddenly seemed to go crazy, and quickly expanded the scope of the storm with the intention of trapping the two of them.

It was also the first time for Yue Sulong to encounter this kind of situation. She could clearly perceive the madness deep in the ground. It was an impulse mixed with extreme longing. It seemed that what the other party had been waiting for had finally appeared.

Yue Sulong immediately reacted, her face was pale and she said tremblingly:
"It is to refute, his goal is to refute."

"Damn, we actually threw ourselves into a trap, what secret does this strange beast have?"

Wang Gangquan didn't bother to get to the bottom of it right now, and hurriedly turned the beast around. At this time, the black sandstorm behind the two quickly turned into a giant face, opening its mouth wide to swallow them. Wang Gangquan didn't dare to delay, and quickly urged Set off to refute and escape from here.

Ya Liu, who was following behind, had already seen the depth of the king's power. Although the little Jindan stage monks barely reached the middle stage, they lacked a lot of tempering.

Yaliu was born in Jutu Realm, one of the three realms. Jutu Realm is different from the other two realms. It was not human beings but birds who were the first to be born in the Jutu Realm to learn to practice. To be a coolie for the birds to drive.

The figure on the boulder can no longer be described as a "person". Its lower body was immersed in magma and was constantly washed away. It has long been connected with the flesh and blood.

Anyone who looked at this body would feel that he couldn't be more dead, but if he got close, he could still hear a faint heartbeat. The heartbeat was extremely slow, and it took a long time to beat. Even so, it could still prove that he was still alive.

Although the Yaliu Yuanying is fragile, the power of the technique is far greater than before. He only brought half of the sandstorm, but it is enough to make the people present unable to get close.

The jade pendant fell on the yellow sand, and after Yaliu had gone away, a figure appeared out of nowhere, it was the incarnation of Wang Gangquan, he raised his head and forgot to look at the sky, his eyes were dim, and then his figure flashed, and he came to an unknown place. Beside Wang Qianshan in the distance, he opened his mouth and said:

Yue Sulong nodded, "Not much more."

At the bottom of the unfathomable pit, a mummy was bound by chains to the boulder. This place is not as dark as above, but very bright.

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The person bound here is undoubtedly Yaliu. His gray hair covered his face, making it impossible to see his specific appearance. His skin and flesh had shriveled and withered under the baking of thousands of years, and the feathers of the wings behind him had also lost seven. Seven or eight, bare like chicken wings.

This is the center of the earth, and the fiery magma flows slowly, emitting terrifying heat while also illuminating this area.

Jutujie has always been criticized by Wangchenjie and Sanxiandao for its treatment of the human race. Human beings are the spirits of all things, and it is inevitable that they will be a little bit aggrieved when they see their own kind being humiliated.

Thousands of years ago, there was a human genius who was born in the Jutu Realm, who claimed to be able to change the entire cultivation world. Later, he was beaten to death by the Jutu pursuers in front of the immortal officials, and no one dared to rescue him.

"I have an important task for you."

There is also an iron law in Jutu Realm, no matter how talented a human race is, they are not allowed to practice. Once discovered, they will be punished with physical and spiritual destruction, and even their relatives will be punished.

Wang Gangquan and the two walked farther and farther, Yaliu simply stopped saving his strength, and a black shadow rushed up from the deep pit, and chased westward with half of the sandstorm.

Back to the present time, under the leadership of Wang Gangquan, everyone has already fought with Yaliu.

However, Jutujie has the most powerful people in the Three Realms, and as a gateway to contact with foreign domains, Jutujie has always contributed the most in fighting against invaders, so as long as it does not go too far, most of Sanxiandao will turn a blind eye to this Close one eye.

While fleeing for his life, Wang Gangquan thought quickly. Although the kung fu left by Fuzi could fight Nascent Soul with the golden core, his aptitude was far inferior to Fuzi's. He had only learned half of it until now, and his chances of winning were still unknown.

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"Miss Yue, you said this monster has been imprisoned for 1000 years?"

It is precisely because of this sense of superiority that when Yaliu sees Wang Quanquan, he will call him inferior to livestock.

Wang Gangquan rode his horse and galloped all the way, and the sandstorm swept across the sky and covered the sky behind him. He looked back and broke out in a cold sweat.

Wang Gangquan just felt dizzy for a while, Jindan stage monks can't live for so long, the lowest should be the Nascent Soul stage, and judging from the appearance of the other party, it is obvious that the Nascent Soul has come out of the body, judging by the size, it should be the middle Nascent Soul stage .

Before the rain fell, a Maoshan Taoist threw out the talisman in his hand, and all the rain condensed into a white tiger in an instant, roaring and crashing into the sandstorm.

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In mid-air, Wang Gingquan was still being chased. During his escape, he noticed a familiar figure on the ground. After throwing down a jade pendant, his speed remained undiminished. Yaliu, who was in the center of the sandstorm, only saw the mount in front of him and the person sitting on it. The two figures didn't notice the jade pendant, which was too small to be ignored, and they rushed past.

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Standing behind the presiding officer of Congmo Academy was a huge statue of King Kong with angry eyes. As he punched out, the Buddha statue also smashed its huge fist hard on the sandstorm. The aftermath of the collision between the two shook the clouds dozens of miles away It was shattered, and the surroundings suddenly became rainy.

Seeing two ants fleeing on a mount under his nose, the huge face in mid-air became furious. This strange beast was the key to his leaving this world. Without it, even if he broke through the shackles, he would still be trapped here for generations.

Although I don't know the purpose of Crow Liu, but I absolutely can't let him do it.

In the process of fighting with the powerful outsiders all the year round, monk Jutu has cultivated a hostile and murderous aura, and his methods are much more ruthless and decisive than those of the other two realms. Look down on such a leisurely monk like Wang Gangquan who lives in a corner.

The little Taoist priest of Chongyang Palace, He Bridegroom, holds a mahogany sword in his hand. Every blow is full of sword energy, and the momentum is not inferior to the exorcism sword array of the Seven Masters of the Qing Dynasty.

The rest of the people didn't hide their secrets when they saw this, and they mobilized their magic weapons one after another to attack weak positions with their strength. After some bombardment, the outer edge of the sandstorm began to disintegrate and fall, but after a few breaths, it returned to normal.

Although the people present were on the verge of becoming immortals and Buddhas, they were not real immortals after all. Their moves were extremely gorgeous, but their power was much lower.

As a Nascent Soul strongman, although Yaliu is bound by the laws of the world, he is still more than enough to deal with a group of opponents who don't even have a golden core. He raised his right hand and gently squeezed it, and the surrounding black sand immediately condensed. With a huge palm, he grabbed the image of Venerable Jianglong aside.

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(End of this chapter)