Locust

Chapter 169
"Wow!"

The mixed-blood Suzaku croaked, and with a whistling, a ring of flames appeared all over his body, and what was burning in it was the real fire of the divine bird Suzaku.

As soon as the bi-color sword light fell into the flame ring, it came into contact with the blazing Suzaku divine fire.

"Zizizi..." The sword light melted into nothingness, and the vermilion color of the divine fire path became more and more vivid.

The mixed-blood Suzaku was majestic, like a flame god, and it said crisply: "Where did the wild monk come from? How dare you spoil my good deeds!"

"This old man is Wu Liu of Xiantai Palace." A middle-aged man in a green robe escaped from Nanyi City, and said with a contemptuous smile, "It's just a red bird with assorted hairs, and it's just crazy? Honestly leave the dragon spirit of the country, this old man may be able to Save your life."

The person who came was Wu Liu, He Feilong's servant, who was actually a great monk in the late Yuanying period.

A ray of blue sword light fell into his hand and turned into a jasper sword. Wu Liu caressed the sword lightly, and said with a sneer, "I don't want to get your blood on this blue sword."

The mixed-race Suzaku was a little surprised and flustered when he first heard that the other party was from the Sendai Palace, but it was soon overwhelmed by his anger. The divine bird's inherently proud instincts would never allow others to humiliate it.

"Old miscellaneous hair, your mouth really stinks!" Suzaku's divine fire rose and blazed, and it said arrogantly: "You want to kill me?"

"That's right, it's up to me!" Wu Liu didn't talk nonsense, and killed him with a knife.

Suzaku's sacred fire cuts across the void, and the blue sword light and drizzle continue. The two intersect and are evenly matched. For a while, there is a brilliant brilliance in the air, and it is difficult for outsiders to find out.

……

"Hybrid Suzaku!" He Shentong gritted his teeth. His right front severed arm had stopped bleeding, but the pain in it hadn't dissipated, let alone the pain and suffering in his heart.

That ray of Sheji Dragon Qi is still in the claws of that Suzaku.

……

"Bang bang bang..."

The battle between the two Nascent Souls has reached a fever pitch.

The mixed-race Suzaku released ring after ring of natal real fire, as if two big suns appeared in the sky.The surrounding air began to distort, the water vapor evaporated rapidly, and cracks appeared on the ground.

Clearly, it is brewing the strongest blow.

"call out!"

Wu Liu kept the saber at his side, and the aura of the saber flowed like a waterfall, falling to the nine heavens.

"Kill." The sound of Jin Ge's killing resounded through the sky.

A sword light that crossed the sky and the earth split into the ring of flames.

"boom……"

Suzaku's divine fire was blazing, and fire snakes wrapped around the blade, and the two were in a stalemate for a moment.

suddenly!

"Whew!" A silver beam burst out from the void like electricity, and hit the head of the half-blood Suzaku who couldn't react in time.

"Bang!" Sparks splashed, and the fiery red feathers scattered.

"Ouch!" the mixed-race Suzaku cried out in pain, covering its head with its wings, "It's so despicable, you made a sneak attack and hit me on the head again!"

The flame ring was unstable and shook for a moment before being pierced by Biluo Daomang.

"It's stabbed!" The mixed blood Suzaku was stabbed again, rolled into a ball, and turned into the original form of the little cardinal. The white thin dragon also came out of his hand and fell to the side.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

When Wu Liu gained power, he was relentless, and Bi Luo's sword glow reappeared, and he was about to take advantage of the situation to kill Little Red Sparrow...

A red light and a green light attacked alternately in the air, and even the surrounding clouds were smashed to pieces. The weaker the momentum of one side, the stronger the momentum of the other side.

……

far away.

The thin white dragon that just broke free from the claws of the mixed-blood Suzaku wandered around.

"What belongs to me, He Shentong, no one can take away." He Shentong flew away, with the joy of regaining what was lost on his face, and he was about to regain control of Sheji Dragon Qi in his hands.

However, someone has been lurking for a long time and refuses to give him this chance...

With a sound of "咻!", a gloomy divine light just hit the white thin dragon, wrapped it into a ball, and quickly cast it downward.

"No..." He Shentong grabbed the air with one hand, his eyes were red, and he watched Sheji Longqi slipping away from his hand for the second time.

This was the second time he experienced the feeling of falling from a high altitude. This kind of shock of gain and loss made him feel so tight in his chest that he wanted to vomit blood.

This time, who is it?Who is snatching food from the tiger's mouth?

He Shentong is directly below.

Among the piles of locust carcasses that piled up like a mountain, there are eight green locusts gathered here, and they jointly control the sky-reaching gourd.The gloomy light just now came from it.

Among them, five green locusts came from the green locust gu that swallowed the locusts under the command of the Nascent Soul Locust God.The other three are the three tyrants who moved from the void.

"Dare!" With He Shentong's eyes about to burst, a thin white dragon was wrapped in a desolate divine light, and it quickly fell to the ground.

"Thief! You are looking for death!" How could he let this chance of the Nascent Soul, which he had prepared for decades, slip away from his hands again.

"Hoo!" The silver glow beside him flashed, and the wand's remains burst into the void.

"Hoo!" When the silver light broke through the air again, it had already intercepted the Luopi divine light, and the power of returning to the void was surging, and it was about to wipe away the Luopi divine light...

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"What? My divine consciousness..." He Shentong's face changed drastically. He suddenly felt that the divine consciousness and magic power left in the wreckage of the sacred wood staff after years of sacrificial training had been suppressed, and he was a little out of control...

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The three tyrants opened their vertical eyes suddenly, and shot out a silver beam, hitting the wreckage of the sacred wood stick through the air...

"Stab!" The thin white dragon suddenly split in two.

Seventy percent of it was wrapped in the desolate divine light, and it was pocketed into the heavenly gourd.

The wreckage of the Shenmu staff retained [-]% of it, and burst into the void. When it reappeared, it had returned to He Shentong's side.

The strange magic weapon, the fierce locust in the alchemy realm, and the identity of the person who seized the dragon energy of the country are already clear.

"It's you... the worm demon Wei Jinhuan!" He Shentong almost gritted his teeth and called out the name. At this moment, he wanted to eat his flesh and sleep his skin!
After years of planning, countless manpower and material resources were spent, and untold hardships to get the dragon spirit of the country, but in the end, people took [-]% of it from their hands abruptly, how could he not be angry.

"Dare to take my treasure, He Mou will make your life worse than death!"

As soon as the words fell, He Shentong angrily threw out the wreckage of the sacred wood stick in his hand.

The silver light is blazing, and the silver threads like a bull's hair dance wildly.

"prick……"

A silver rainbow pierced through the sky, pulling out a long tail of light, like a crack in the void.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise.

Without the slightest resistance, the terrifying Yinhong has already blasted a huge crater hundreds of feet deep on the ground, everything in it vaporized and disappeared in the extreme power.

The entire Nanyi City could clearly feel the shaking of the ground for a hundred miles.

"Disappeared out of thin air?" He Jiatong was in a daze, and then anger spread on his face, his face suddenly turned blue and white.

Just now, he used the wreckage of the sacred wood staff to fully activate the blow of the void-returning power. Even the real Nascent Soul couldn't easily block it, let alone a few pill-forming locusts.

However, that devastating blow completely hit the empty space.In his perception, the auras of those pill-forming locusts suddenly disappeared out of thin air and disappeared without a trace.

Looking at a small piece of Sheji Dragon Qi in his hand, it is not enough to help him break through the pill and become a baby, how can He Shentong calm down?
"Wei Jinhuan!" He Shentong's face was pale, and his voice trembled with anger, "It's very good to kill my people, take my treasure, and ruin my chance..."

Speaking of this, suddenly, his throat felt slightly sweet.

"Cough!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the golden robe was covered with red blood.

After a while, there was a flash of light in midair.

Wu Liu, who was wearing a green robe and holding a Biluo knife, suddenly appeared and asked with concern: "Patriarch He, are you okay?"

Just now, he also noticed the battle taking place here, but the battle was over in the blink of an eye, and he had no time to react.

Wu Liu is He Feilong's servant, and the task of coming to Nanyi City this time is to protect He Shentong's promotion.If something happened to He Feilong's father if he was not careful, there would be no good fruit for him.

"Thank you, Senior Wu, for your concern." He Shentong managed to calm his mind, "I'm fine, it's just my chest tightness, and I accidentally lost my mana..."

Although Wu Liu is He Feilong's servant, he is also an inner disciple of Xiantai Palace and a great monk in the late Yuanying period. He Shentong dare not disrespect him.

He Feilong is a true disciple of Xiantai Palace. He has reached the realm of Yuanying perfection within less than a hundred years of teaching. He has glimpsed a chance to transform into a god. He has countless resources in his hands, which are far from comparable to inner disciples like Wu Liu.

Wu Liu's potential has been exhausted, and he has been trapped in the late Yuanying period for hundreds of years, making no progress. Now he is in the twilight stage of Yuanying, and he is not far from the end of life, so all he thinks and seeks is to prolong his life.

In order to obtain more life-prolonging resources, he worshiped He Feilong and worked for him.

"Senior Wu." He Shentong clasped his hands and asked, "Where's the mixed-blood Suzaku?"

Wu Liu said regretfully: "I had the opportunity to cut it under the sword, but the Immortal Hundred Birds came back victorious and rescued that miscellaneous bird."

"Really Huiguo actually lost?" He Shentong was a little surprised.

He is also a member of the Pilgrimage Mansion, so he naturally knows that although Master Huiguo is in the early Yuanying period, he was born in the Tianlong Temple of Huguo and has profound Buddhist teachings.A Buddha bone relic of Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva has the power to move mountains and fill seas, and has the combat power not inferior to the late Yuanying period.

Unexpectedly, this kind of character was actually defeated by Taoist Hundred Birds.

"Huiguo had a bet with Baiqin. After he was defeated, he kept his promise and directly withdrew from the Nanyi territory and no longer participated in the affairs of this place." Wu Liu added.

He Shentong frowned, but couldn't say much.

"Huh?" Wu Liu saw the thin white dragon in He Shentong's hand, and asked in surprise, "Patriarch He, why is the Dragon Qi of your country so incomplete?"

"Senior Wu..." He Shentong was short of breath for a moment, resisting the pain, and told what happened just now.

Wu Liu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the few pill-forming locusts of the insect demon Wei Jinhuan could make the Patriarch He so embarrassed.You know, in He Shentong's hand, there is the wreckage of a virtual holy magic weapon.

He Shentong clasped his hands and asked, "Senior, is there a way to find that person."

Wu Liu sternly said: "I have a solution. As for whether to use it or not, it depends on you, Patriarch He, if you don't want to part with it..."

"It's about the opportunity of the old man's Nascent Soul, no matter what the price is, is there any reason why he would not give up?" He Shentong saluted sincerely: "Please enlighten me, senior..."

(End of this chapter)