The Dutian Lingguan Road that started from the Taoist soldiers

Chapter 322: Wuchao Retention
"Oh? Are you serious?"

When Wu Yong heard this, he stopped what he was about to do, his pupils turned around, and he looked at the hook-nosed man with cold disdain.

"Absolutely serious!"

Dapeng clasped his hands together, and bowed his head like pounding garlic, repeatedly.

Wu Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was hard to tell for a moment that the most profound thing about this golden-winged Roc was not its true form that could fly thousands of miles, but its clever and exquisite heart that had no bottom line!

After thinking for a moment, he gently swung out two sword flowers with his innate spiritual treasure - Hunyuan Hammer, then hung it back on his waist. He took a few more steps and waved his hand to summon the Nine Spirit Lion Saint, Ruyi Zhenxian, and the Seven Gods to take an interest in this Dapeng.

Following Wu Yong's pointing, the bizarre fairy flag suddenly soared into the sky, turning into a gleam of silver light rising into the clouds. In an instant, wonderful sounds filled the air and thousands of gases surged. The fairy flag grew longer in the wind and reached the sky, turning into a thousand-foot-long banner. The four elements of heavenly lead were moved by it, as if the sky was tilting!
The thousand-mile golden cloud rolled like a river in the sky and collapsed with a loud bang. All kinds of air intertwined, forming a shape like a net in the sky and a net on the ground.

Wu Yong took down the fairy flag, threw the green-haired lion to the ground, shut off the bizarre lights, and ended all the good scenes.

"Did brother swallow up his followers and the guardian soldiers?"

"Why not return him and his followers quickly so that my three brothers can return to Lion Camel Ridge as soon as possible, prepare a feast of flowers, fruits and wine, and atone for our sins..."

When Dapeng saw that Qingshi had mastered the art of the falling flowers, he hurriedly urged him to guide him.

This time, he and his three brothers suffered a great loss, and the Buddha and Taoist took care of it. The Golden Winged Dapeng was even more resentful in his heart, and glanced coldly at the Yellow Eyebrowed Buddha.

[This yellow-haired old monster must have come from Lingshan. I don't know which Buddha or Bodhisattva he is under. Very good, you will regret it sooner or later! ]

When the golden-winged Roc bowed, the green lion also reacted quickly. He endured the severe pain in his chest, transformed into his true form, and with his huge mouth, he spit out all the Taoist soldiers and Taoists.

Originally, with his magical power of swallowing the sky with his lion's mouth, he could swallow everything as big as the heaven and earth. After it entered his stomach, he only needed to refine it and turn any living creature into a pool of nutrients.

It was just that he was in the middle of a fierce battle and had no intention of attacking, so luckily he had a little room for maneuver at this moment!
Seeing this, the group of immortals frowned and pointed one by one...

"No, we are still short of some people."

"We are still short of thirty-four Taoist soldiers and dragon horses, and the Wu family's Feng Xiu is short of seven."

"Master, this old lion monster is still causing trouble..."

The daughter of Duxi clan, of Ruoshou bloodline - Ruya, swept the golden pupil between her eyebrows and immediately identified the number of people present. She bowed to Wu Yong on the ridge and started to complain.

This complaint made the blue-haired lion feel a chill down his spine, but he felt really anxious. Are these the only people he could think of?

Are they really going to tear out my heart and lungs, cut off my ears and noses as a pledge? There are a total of forty-one people. Even if I, Old Lion, put all my internal organs, eyes and noses together, it would still not be enough!

"Is this female demon on the ridge trying to harm me on purpose?"

Qingshi's face was horrified and he was about to speak.

The Taoist priest in plain clothes came over slowly, holding a staff in his hand. His hair was crystal clear, like the Milky Way falling from the sky. He was wearing a plain robe with cloud-woven brocade, and his sleeves were rolled up. He had a green jade gourd tied around his waist, and a small Ruyi hammer next to the gourd. His jade-like face was cold, and the flower ornaments on his forehead were shining, which intersected and reflected his pupils that were as bright as the Milky Way.

Without waiting for the green lion to refute, Wu Yong raised his left finger into the air and slashed the green lion's abdomen from left to right. The Three Disasters Divine Light flashed by and immediately ripped open its belly.

Just as the belly of the green lion was ripped open, a half-gold, half-jade immortal scroll rose from Wu Yong's palm. Immediately, the four directions of the world came into being, and a dim light was projected from an unknown place. In front and behind the green lion, disaster fire fell from the sky, and cold winds surged from the ground. The five beings whispered from behind its neck, but the curses could not be heard clearly. It was really creepy!
After briefly summoning the ghostly underworld realm, sure enough, ghosts, ghost horses, Taoist priests and ghost gods, a total of forty-one people, walked out of the bloody belly of the green-haired lion monster with numb faces.

Among the soldiers and horses that were swallowed, those with low levels of Taoism were emaciated and died beyond all possibility in a short period of time.

These forty-one ghosts had no choice but to return to the ghost land of Fengdu. After they had lived for a lifetime, they could set foot on the Northern Yin Road again!
Seeing this, Wanhuan God Lord took two steps forward, opened the Fengdu Youyou Jade Book of the Spiritual Treasure - the Sutra of Saving People, and led in the dozens of ghosts and spirits to nurture them temporarily. Then he lowered his eyelids and snorted coldly:

"So, what else do you have to say?"

Wu Yong held the staff against the ground and looked down at the blue lion silently.

At this moment, even if he tried to defend himself, it would be useless!
"Humph! But if we run away, even if a few hundred of us die, what's the big deal to you? If you don't want to let us go, just say so."

"Even if I have to rip out your heart and lungs, I will pay with my life."

Qingshi was a reckless person. He usually killed people without mercy. He was killed here without any mercy.

The leader of the three demons of Lion Camel Ridge, the Green-haired Lion Monster, had nothing to say and allowed himself to be beaten and killed. The third brother, the Golden-winged Roc, was at his wit's end and secretly formed a conspiracy. He held the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle in his sleeve in order to find another way out.

Just at this time.

The Immortal Ruyi drew his sword, the Saint Jiuling raised his knife and held down Dapeng, while Wu Yong held the staff with one arm, ready to sentence Qingshi to death.

The golden clouds on the dome suddenly dispersed and formed two rows. A "cloud" made of old vines and hay slowly floated over. When you look closer, it turns out to be a huge bird's nest!

The green vines and twisted branches used for this bird's nest are not ordinary things. The dry grass is shining, like a very spiritual root. The visitor came on this sloppy dry nest, but caused Wu Yong's Tianqian Qi and Lu Li's light to disperse.

Before the man showed up, he called out from afar, "Show mercy." "I hope you will show some mercy, Lord Dao!"

The man just called out softly, but it sounded like the true words of the law. With that call, Wu Yong's next move was stopped and he could not move anymore.

Huang Meiyuan was watching the golden-winged Roc from above with a smile as he was cornered and making a fool of himself. Seeing that strange man blocking his way, he immediately picked up the mace and leaped behind Wu Yong. His tall figure stood behind Wu Yong and provided a platform for him.

"The wild cultivator in the mountains - Wuchao, greets the little Taoist master, greets the little venerable one!"

A Zen master dressed in ascetic attire lightly leaped down from the Bird's Nest and stepped in front of Wu Yong and the other man, stopping their movements.

Just as everyone was astonished, Wu Yong picked up the innate Qingdan gourd, put the Xianxian flag that was emitting bizarre light and all the heavenly lead energy into it, then saw the Qingdan gourd raised in the sky, floating above Wu Yong, and the thousand miles of blue sky was like a funnel, filling the gourd with all the energy.

The scenery of the Three Mountains and the vast land were all greeted by golden winds, which made the demons in the Seven Wonders Mountains unbearable and the tigers and leopards howl...

"You can stop, but you'll lose your life!"

"I will let them go, and you will be the one to pay for the lives of forty of my Fuyao disciples. Master Wangwang is also a highly accomplished cultivator. His Yuanling has entered the banner, and he can refine a good spiritual treasure soul banner. His golden body can also produce a spiritual pearl by melting fire..."

Wu Yong was so angry that he laughed. He waved his hand and combined the Xiantian Qingdan Gourd and the Xianxian Flag into one, and held them above his head. He really didn't care about the three monsters in Lion Camel Ridge anymore.

This Immortal-Breaking Flag, which had annihilated many true immortals and was stained with the blood of supreme immortals, contained the energy of heavenly lead and the green elixir gourd. It turned around and pointed directly at the Zen master who had come to take sides.

The nine-section staff was pointed at the Zen master's head and chest without any respect, and he made comments.

"Humph."

"If you want to take on this murder case, let's see what you have!"

Because of the energy locked by the innate green gourd, and Wu Yong insulted him with a stick, the Zen master just looked at his nose and looked at his heart, not taking it to heart at all, and bowed to Wu Yong again:
"Little Taoist doesn't know."

"These three have some connections with this old monk. They still have some merits to do, and they are not here to disturb the Taoist master's alchemy."

"Moreover, all immortal elixirs are often accompanied by calamity when they are born. This great calamity and the elixir calamity are mixed together, which is why the demons and immortals in the mountains have lost their minds and made them do such a thing!"

Zen Master Wuchao smiled bitterly and shook his head.

But obviously, these words could not give Wu Yong an explanation, and also made the yellow-browed old Buddha laugh.

"Since you know it is a great catastrophe, you should sit quietly in the mountains and recite the Huangting Sutra."

"Since we have been robbed, we should kill those who should be killed and bury those who should be buried. It is better to sort out the cause and effect."

"The Bodhisattvas have plenty of beasts under their command. If they die, they die. It won't take much effort to go back to the mountain and bring another one out!"

Wu Yong snorted coldly. It was not like he didn’t know what the great catastrophe of Journey to the West was, so how could he be scared by it?
He locked the Zen master's aura with the Xiantian Qingdan Gourd, and immediately transformed into a state of Zhaoshen. He casually swung the Nine-Section Palm backwards, and it stretched out in the air and turned into a two-meter-long spear. His immortal body that looked like a celestial official took two steps to chase in front of the green-haired lion. Regardless of the old lion's resistance, the Zhaoshen state showed the three disasters divine patterns, and the countless great orifices of his flesh body rang. He carried the power of a cave sky, three lights and seven buckets, and knocked the green-haired lion to the ground with two punches. He picked up the old lion's mane and walked in front of Zen Master Wuchao.

"What do you think?"

At this moment, Wu Yong's depressed look was gone, and his domineering attitude was fully revealed. Before he became an immortal, he was cautious in everything. Now that he has become an immortal and has the support of Emperor Tianyi, it would be pointless if he was still timid.

Even if he used his forbidden star technique to kill two Bodhisattvas, what would that matter?

With the arrogance of Tianyi Star Lord, since he had made such a big promise to Wu Yong, he had to fight in Daluo Heaven!
Several Bodhisattvas’ mounts, are they worth it?

Seeing Wu Yong so fierce, how could the Golden Winged Dapeng in the distance bear to see the Lion Demon being slaughtered? Before the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle was pulled up, Wu Yong dodged it with a golden light. He flashed to the side of the Dapeng, but the Dapeng's wings were broken at this time, so how could he hide? The golden spear appeared, and the light blade thousands of feet long flashed. The spear hung on the Dapeng's chest, slashing it away and sending it flying, and it fell heavily to the ground.

This was not over yet. The shadow of Zhaoshen, who looked like a celestial official, flashed and chased after it, and struck it with the spear several times in succession, shocking the golden-winged Roc so much that it rolled on the ground and dodged repeatedly. In the end, it was still unable to dodge and was kicked in the chest by the Taoist, which scratched the ground and plowed a deep ditch hundreds of feet long.

Wu Yong broke no one knew how many ribs of the big roc he kicked, and only then did he feel relieved. He also hooked the Yin-Yang Qi Bottle with one hand, weighed it several times, and then casually gave it to Jiu Ling.

"Covered with fur and horns." Wu Yong pointed his spear at the green lion.

"The wet body will turn into an egg." Another finger pressed down towards the big roc.

"Cannibalism, destroying nations, committing crimes, breaking into mountains..." List of the crimes of several demons
"This sect can't think of any reason to let him go!"

"As the Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will? If you die for them, I can spare them and let them fight for merit."

"It all depends on whether the Zen master's enlightenment is high enough."

The Taoist in plain clothes stepped on the green lion's head, sneered a few times, and squeezed the Zen Master Wuchao madly.

(End of this chapter)