Xuanxia

Chapter 213 Dragnet
"Damn it! You have no moral principles! You are here to cheat! You are here to attack me by surprise..."

The smoker cursed in Fu Qingzhou's mind: "I helped you with the Buddhist chanting, and I was so tired that I closed my eyes for a while... just a moment! How come all the monks are dead! You promised to leave some for me!"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "There's nothing I can do about it. They're fighting like that. How can I, a mere fifth realm cultivator, dare to intervene? Wouldn't it be courting death if I get close to them?"

"Oh, it's just a target for possession. The world is so big, I can look for one later~"

The smoker was furious and started to curse wildly in his mind.

Fu Qingzhou blocked out its curses and jumped out of the high walls of Fanyin Temple.

Just at this moment, a large blood-red beam of light suddenly rose up behind him!
He was startled and turned around suddenly.

"Is this... the trump card of Fanyin Temple?" His pupils shrank.

Although it was difficult for him to determine what the light column was at his current level of strength, he could smell the extremely strong smell of blood and sense the terrifying murderous intent in it.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side.

"You are lucky, kid... otherwise I would have to save one more person."

Fu Qingzhou looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zuo Lamei walking slowly on the wind and landing lightly beside him.

He was very surprised: "Senior Zuo, you are here too!"

"I don't have time to chat with you." Zuo Lamei looked solemn, her eyes fixed on the blood-red light column: "Do you want to stay and help me break this formation, or do you have other tasks?"

Fu Qingzhou was about to answer and break the formation together when the Smoker's reminder suddenly came to his mind.

"Hey, hey, hey, kid Fu, the monks are not all dead yet!"

It was very excited: "That Yuan Wu! That Yuan Wu escaped! He is a caveman. If I can catch him, I will make a fortune!"

Fu Qingzhou's heart moved, and he bowed to Zuo Lamei: "Senior, Yuan Wu has escaped, I have to chase him."

"Yuan Wu?"

Zuo Lamei frowned: "Can you do that?"

"It's not just me." Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "It was expected that someone would escape from the temple... We were prepared."

"Okay, then you can do as you please."

As Zuo Lamei spoke, the wind started to rise again under her feet, and she whistled: “I will break the formation myself!”

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly, without stopping, and ran in the direction pointed by the smoker.

Although the formation in the Fanyin Temple looks terrifying, we have Senior Zuo to provide support from the side, and there is also an old Senior Wu Yue in the formation. Together, these two powerful Ninth Realm warriors should be able to deal with it.

In contrast, if Yuan Wu escaped...

Fu Qingzhou ran hundreds of steps in the blink of an eye. Looking at the direction, Yuanwu fled to the Dongxuan Lake not far away... He wanted to escape by water!

"East by south!"

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Seal the waterway!"

At this time, not far away, Yuanwu was seen wearing a plain white cassock, carrying a huge iron box on his back, and running fast.

After entering the Cave Heaven Realm, the two martial spirit orifices have been combined, and the speed is extremely terrifying. The whole person is like an afterimage, and has already approached the Dongxuan Lake in front.

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou's long roar sounded, echoing throughout the sky and even over Dongxuan Lake.

Yuan Wu's pupils shrank slightly and his steps paused. Then he saw a towering wall of water rising up from the lakeshore in front of him. The wall of water was filled with countless sharp murderous intent, and even he did not dare to directly deal with it.

He immediately turned around and headed to another place, but then earth walls rose up on all sides within a radius of several hundred steps, accompanied by a terrifying aura of sharp tax, which surrounded him tightly!
Not only that, this aura also appeared in the sky and the land. Yuan Wu's feet, which were stepping on the ground, were instantly covered in blood due to the countless auras that looked like sword energy and knife intent.

"Purple Air Fairy Wind Temple, the Immortal Prisoner Recipe?"

Yuanwu clenched his fists.

In the distance on the lake, a small boat cuts through the blue waves and comes floating on the waves.

Qiu Chan stood on the boat, holding a blue cube crystal like a Rubik's Cube in her hand. Her expression was solemn, and blood was oozing from her fingertips.

The wind ruffled her hair and carried her shouts away.

"I've trapped him! Hurry up!"

Fu Qingzhou, who was running wildly, heard this and his eyes lit up. He raised his arms high and shouted again.

"Jiaojiao!"

Before he finished speaking, a sound of breaking air was heard not far away.

It was a dagger flying towards them at high speed, with a string wrapped around the tail of the sword, and at the end of the string was a large black bow and a well-wrapped quiver!

The next second, the big bow was ready to fall into Fu Qingzhou's hands. He stretched out his hand to tear off the winding line, tore open the cloth wrapped on the quiver, strode forward, put the arrow on it and bent the bow!
Boom!
The big bow vibrated, and the bowstring ejected a mist in the air, which was the sweat in Fu Qingzhou's hands.

The iron arrow cut through the sky, whizzing across a long distance, turned in the air, bypassed the grove outside the Fanyin Temple, and headed straight for the lakeside that Fu Qingzhou could not yet see with his naked eyes.

It accurately found the block that appeared out of thin air and shot it towards the earth wall.

Qiu Chan's eyes flashed on the lake in the distance, and her five fingers moved slightly on Fang Jing.

Just before the iron arrow touched the earth wall, the air suddenly fluctuated and the iron arrow disappeared into it. A moment later, the air not far behind Yuan Wu vibrated and the iron arrow appeared out of thin air, maintaining its previous momentum and stabbing towards him!
Yuan Wu, who was trapped in the Immortal Prison Formula, had not yet started to try to break out when he felt his ear move and turned around to catch it.

He grabbed the iron arrow in his hand...then Yuanwu saw the yellow talisman on the arrow.

boom!
The talisman arrow exploded with a loud bang, and arcs of electricity and flames burst out in his palm at the same time!

Yuan Wu groaned and took a half step back, his palm was charred black - but the talisman made by the second level of Lingqiao was too weak after all, and it couldn't even make him bleed.

The next second, the air in the Immortal Prisoner's Square twisted, and Wu Changfeng appeared behind it without warning, with his palms full of murderous intent, slapping down heavily!

Yuan Wu was startled, and turned around, made hand gestures and cast a spell. Suddenly, a layer of golden armor appeared around him. Wu Changfeng slapped him with his palm, but failed to hit his body, and was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

"Damn, there's something!"

Wu Changfeng cursed loudly, and without waiting for Yuan Wu to catch up, he turned around and disappeared in the distorted air.

Yuan Wu's pupils contracted.

Before he could react, another sword wind came from the side, and it turned out that Hua Wuying appeared out of nowhere and handed him a sword!

After Yuan Wu waved his sleeves and swung away his long sword, Hua Wuying disappeared like Wu Changfeng. At this time, the sound of arrows breaking through the air came from outside the earth wall...

"The Immortal Prisoner Recipe, the number one magical weapon for trapping an array in Ziqi Xianfeng Temple, is indeed worthy of its reputation..."

He muttered, sitting down where he was and clasping his hands together.

The golden armor that had just blocked Wu Changfeng's palm appeared again, covering his entire body and trembling slightly.

The iron arrow appeared again, pierced the golden armor and exploded with a loud bang.

The golden armor made a slight humming sound, and a small crack appeared, then it repaired itself.

Not only that, the sharp edges coming from the ground below were all blocked by the golden armor, which was constantly being cut and repaired.

Outside the Immortal Prison, Fu Qingzhou, Hua Wuying, Wu Changfeng and Tang Jiao have already gathered together and stood side by side.

"Has this old bald ass turned himself into a turtle?"

Wu Changfeng gritted his teeth and said, "What should we do? I'm afraid Miss Qiu can't hold on for too long!"

Hua Wuying said nothing, just looked at Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou smiled at him: "What's wrong, Brother Hua, why are you only looking at me?"

"Brother Fu, you have more strategies than me." Hua Wuying chuckled, "I won't show off, to avoid embarrassment."

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "Why would we need any strategy at this time?"

He looked at Tang Jiao: "Jiao Jiao, do you have any pills with you?"

Tang Jiao was startled: "I brought it, everything useful."

"it is good."

Fu Qingzhou said, twisting his neck and making a clicking sound: "Go find Miss Qiu, if she seems tired, give her some pills and try to maintain the Prison Immortal Recipe."

"As for us..."

He narrowed his eyes and said, "The old turtle can withstand one or two blows, but can he withstand thousands of blows? Brother Wu, Brother Hua, beat this monk to death!"

(End of this chapter)