Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 515: Dark Quasi-Saint Takes Action
The huge golden roc monster body lay across the sky, and golden monster blood was spilling.

When An Yan reaches his level, there are very few things that he can take seriously.

But the golden-winged Roc monster body in front of him made him smile. A monster body of the Golden Immortal level was rare even in the ancient times.

He waved his hand and collected the body of the golden-winged Roc.

At this time, Xiaoling brought Zhong Xin back to An Yan and said solemnly, "An Yan, you have to be careful. Demon Master Kunpeng may have known that Zhong Xin has appeared in the world."

"How did Demon Master Kunpeng know? Was it because of the bell just now?" An Yan, who was originally happy, had his joy dissipated a lot after hearing the news.

The demon master Kunpeng is a quasi-saint and has definitely more treasures in his hands than him. Even if he has Xiaoling's help, he has absolutely no advantage.

If he were to face the demon master Kunpeng now, he would definitely die.

"He found you in my hands?"

An Yan asked the key question.

Xiaoling shook her head. "No, he only knew that Zhong Xin had appeared here."

"But if he were to track it down, he would easily target you."

What Xiaoling said was true. The fact that he had fought the three monsters in Lion Camel Ridge here could definitely be hidden from the monster master Kunpeng.

An Yan felt a sense of urgency and put away his smile, "Let's go back and leave here as soon as possible."

"Now I have the Heavenly Court and the Dao Sect standing behind me. Even if Demon Master Kunpeng knows about this in the future, he won't dare to attack me openly."

But only An Yan knew how empty his words were.

Demon Master Kunpeng is a quasi-saint, one of the strongest people below the saints.

Others might be afraid of the power behind him, but the demon master Kunpeng might not be.

As long as he dies, will the Jade Emperor and Taishang Laojun really cause trouble for the demon master Kunpeng for him?

He doesn't think so.

So now he has to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, and keep it secret for a while.

After taking Zhong Xin back to his dantian, An Yan returned to Lion Camel Ridge.

At this time, most of the 800-li Lion Camel Ridge had been destroyed, blood flowed like a river, and the corpses of various monsters piled up.

Without the support of the three great kings, the Golden Winged Peng, those demon soldiers were no match for Wukong and his companions.

Just when An Yan was about to reunite with everyone, a terrifyingly powerful aura appeared, and endless rolling black air rushed out from the broken earth, turning the 800-mile Lion Camel Ridge into a kingdom of darkness.

A huge dark hand slapped towards An Yan. The powerful aura made An Yan's face extremely solemn. He roared and burst out with all his strength, summoning the Zhong Xin in his dantian and hitting the huge hand.

hum!
In an instant, the heart of the bell burst out with thousands of feet of light, piercing through the darkness and smashing the dark hand.

An Yan then rolled up his big hand and rolled Sun Wukong, Tang Sanzang and the others behind him for protection.

The four killing formations just now did not scare Red Boy, but when faced with the seemingly endless darkness, even someone as unruly as him began to tremble subconsciously.

"Master, what on earth is this? It's so powerful that I have no thought of resisting."

An Yan glanced around and sighed, "The mastermind behind this has appeared. He is here but still hiding his head and tail. Is a dignified Quasi-Sage still afraid of a mere Daluo Jinxian like me?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard An Yan's words.

Quasi-saint!

It was actually the quasi-saint who took action!

Hearing the word "quasi-saint", Sun Wukong and Bull Demon King fell silent.

They are not even Daluo, and are not much stronger than ants in front of a quasi-saint.

Especially Sun Wukong, who had been suppressed by Buddha Tathagata, knew how terrifying the quasi-saints were and was completely not on the same level as them.

"If it were anyone else, I wouldn't have to worry, but you are different." "Hand it over, and I can send you into the reincarnation cycle and give you a chance to be reborn."

The darkness surged, and then a passage opened up. The Dark Quasi-Saint walked out, holding the World-Destroying Black Lotus in his hand and looking down at An Yan.

That condescending attitude clearly had him in the palm of his hand.

An Yan understood what the other party was talking about. He looked up at the Dark Quasi-Saint and said, "Everything in Lion Camel Ridge was arranged by you, right? Those three demons are also your subordinates."

"Who are you? Even the golden-winged Roc submits to you."

Facing An Yan's irrelevant answer, the Dark Quasi-Saint saw through his intention at a glance and pointed out: "Are you trying to use that token to lure the Jade Emperor? It's useless. Do you think I won't be prepared for this?"

"Are you afraid of the Jade Emperor?" An Yan pinched the token, and the token became invalid, but his tone remained calm.

"Don't use any tricks to delay time. Hand over the things and I'll give you a chance to reincarnate."

"Those kinds of things are not something you can get your hands on."

The Dark Quasi-Saint did not give An Yan the opportunity to delay and went straight to the point again.

"Then there is no other choice but to fight."

An Yan held the heart of the clock in his hand, ready for battle.

Seeing An Yan's stubbornness, the Dark Quasi-Saint stopped trying to persuade him. "Since you want to go to war with me, you are just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"I am indeed surprised that you were able to kill the Golden Winged Dapeng. But do you think you can become an enemy of the Quasi-Sage just like that? Even if you have the core of the Chaos Bell in your hand, it won't work!"

The Dark Quasi-Saint was not going to give An Yan a chance to resist, and he directly sacrificed the Black Lotus of Destruction.

Different from other phantoms, this is the genuine black lotus of destruction. Its terrifying aura directly destroys the surrounding space.

An Yan roared, and with the help of Zhong Xin, he released a series of mysterious forces of the laws of time, space, and thunder. The terrifying fluctuations were like Pangu creating the world.

"You are not the great god Pangu, and you cannot open the sky."

"Destroy it!"

The dark quasi-saint used the black lotus of destruction to send out a ray of divine light of destruction. Wherever the divine light passed, everything was annihilated and returned to chaos.

In chaos, the concepts of time, space and thunder all become nothingness.

The strongest attack that An Yan launched using Zhong Xin was silently wiped out by the divine light of destruction, just like handwriting being erased by a blackboard eraser.

"This is the difference between you and me, a world of difference."

The Dark Quasi-Saint could already foresee that An Yan would die under this destructive divine light, with only the Chaos Bell Heart and the Hongmeng Purple Qi left behind.

However, An Yan did not show any expression he thought he had, only calmness and regret.

"It seems that the gap between me and the Quasi-Saint is really huge. I would like to ask Daozu to help."

After An Yan realized the gap between himself and the quasi-saint, he bowed and said.

These words undoubtedly made the Dark Quasi-Saint change color.

"what?"

“The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth; the named is the mother of all things.”

The melodious sound of chanting came from the Tushita Palace in the thirty-three heavens, and the purple air came from the east for thirty thousand miles.

An old man riding a green bull came out of the darkness.

Facing the destructive divine light, the old man simply waved his whisk lightly.

A clear light flashed, and the terrifying divine light of destruction disappeared in silence.

The Dark Quasi-Sage no longer looked relaxed, holding up the World-Destroying Black Lotus as if facing a formidable enemy, he spoke with a solemn expression, "Taishang Laojun!"

(End of this chapter)