People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 1005 The Show! Zhunti Cries Poverty

"Hongjun!"

"We will not let you manipulate us. You should give up on that idea."

Hongyun, Zhenyuanzi, Minghe, and others revealed their Dharma forms one after another. In an instant, Zixiao Palace was in turmoil, a sea of ​​blood filled the earth, and red clouds obscured the sky.

A ginseng fruit tree rose from the ground.

The First Dragon manifested his true form, traversing billions of miles.

In an instant!

Zixiao Palace was reduced to ruins once again.

Hongjun sensed something was wrong. The source of everything was Lü Yue. How could he not be angry? If it weren't for him, they might have already submitted to his illusion.

"No!"

"You all deserve to die!"

Hongjun was instantly enraged.

To his utter surprise, everyone was rebelling against his divine will.

With a flash, he arrived in front of Lü Yue in an instant, and brought down a palm towards Lü Yue's crown.

Lü Yue shook his head indifferently.

"Hongjun, you are no match for me."

Lu Yue unleashed the Emperor's Banner in his hand, aiming it at Hongjun's palm. The banner struck first, and vengeful ghosts emerged from it, devouring Hongjun's flesh and blood.

In an instant.

Turned into a skeleton.

He then flashed away, pulling Zu Feng to the outside of Zixiao Palace. Inside, Zixiao Palace remained unchanged. Haotian and Yaochi stood at the entrance of Zixiao Palace, their gazes fixed on Lü Yue.

A graceful bow!
"Congratulations, Great Dao Venerable Lü Yue, for seeing through illusion!"

Lu Yue snorted coldly. He was still somewhat wary of Haotian and Yaochi, the two Daoist disciples. They had clearly been in Zixiao Palace just now, so why were they there before him?

They appeared outside the Zixiao Palace.

It seemed she could sense his doubts.

The two figures vanished directly into the gate, transforming into two cheerful children, like a sticker.

"His expression was strange in every way."

"That's all."

Lu Yue stopped paying attention to the scene in Zixiao Palace and directly pulled Zu Feng back the way they came.

at this time.

He glanced up and suddenly saw golden light emanating from the Treasure Dividing Rock, which was clearly extraordinary. He thought to himself that it resembled many innate gods and demons from legends.

They obtained a primordial spiritual treasure in this place.

He learned the Three Corpses Technique.

Ugh!
Lu Yue lowered his head and continued to look at the road back, no longer paying attention. Not long after he left, many Hunyuan Grandmasters also sensed something was wrong and left Zixiao Palace directly.

In their view.

The source of all the strangeness.

This is the Zixiao Palace right before our eyes.

As one powerful being after another departed, the figure of Hongjun reappeared on the cloud bed, as if he were meant to be there, his whisk gleaming.

"A bunch of ungrateful gods and demons?"

"Since you are unwilling to become puppets of this Lord of Destiny, then I have no choice but to manipulate you once again."

All I saw was the void.

He once again grasped the threads of fate, flicked them into the void, one end in his hand, the other disappearing into the void and landing on the heads of many Primordial Chaos experts.

Even Lü Yue could not escape the threads of his fate.

Lü Yue's eyes flickered.

A pair of golden scissors appeared in the void, cutting off the hanging threads of fate directly. While severing the threads of fate of the Ancestral Phoenix, it also freed the other demon gods.

after all!

If they become Hongjun's puppets.

I also feel a lot of pressure.

It would be better to directly disrupt Hongjun's destiny manipulation at its source, so that he wouldn't be hunted down by them when he left the Chaos Sea.

Something is wrong!
The First Emperor made a leap forward in one step.

They came to Lü Yue's side.

He pointed ahead and said.

"Look, isn't that the Purple Cloud Palace?"

"It's as if they've encountered a maze of ghosts."

A Purple Cloud Palace appeared before them. The first to succumb were Jieyin and Zhunti, their eyes gradually becoming misty and obscured by a fog. They stood to one side, sobbing.

He said to Fellow Daoist Styx, "Fellow Daoist Styx, our Western region is barren and often attacked by evil spirits. I humbly request that you bestow upon us a primordial spiritual treasure."

Let us protect the creatures of the West.

A shameless and ridiculous expression.

The sight sent a chill down everyone's spine.

at the same time.

They didn't know why Zhunti and Jieyin were the first to fall. They cared about the creatures of the Western Land, which they considered complete nonsense.

They keep all living beings in captivity.

They adhere to Western religions.

It can be described as an outright heresy and crooked path.

Their master was Kunzu, who taught them the Way of Faith, which was to gather the faith of all living beings and achieve their own indestructible golden body. This was what everyone thought.

That is the naked truth.

But I have never seen them have any compassion.

When the Demonic Cultivator Rahu destroyed the Western Lands, they fled thousands of miles away with Mount Sumeru, completely disregarding the lives of the Western beings.

Where does that shamelessness come from?

Let the Styx bestow its blessings.

The Styx Ancestor sneered, his gaze icy.

“Fellow Daoist Zhunti, are you being too naive? How can you easily give up a spiritual treasure? I still want to use a primordial spiritual treasure to sever the three corpses, but I don’t have any extra spiritual treasures to bestow upon you.”

Why should I be a good person for no reason?
He is also the founder of the Demonic Cultivation Sect.

Prove your path through killing!

Woo woo woo.
Zhunti burst into tears, almost kneeling before the old Taoist priest of the Styx River to recount his hardships.

"Disaster!"

"too difficult."

"His shamelessness is unheard of!"

Everyone turned to look at Zhunti and the Guide Daoist, whose eyes were blinded by the black mist.

Lü Yue snorted coldly.

With a wave of his hand, a bolt of divine lightning struck the two of them.

They were chopped until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The two opened their eyes, looked at the crowd, and asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The scene that had just occurred to the two men was immediately transmitted to their minds, and they felt a chill run down their spines. After all, they were future Heavenly Saints.

How could someone do something so shameful?

Pooh!
“Old Taoist Hongjun, what good does it do you to treat my brother and me like clay sculptures and put on such a disgusting show? Do you think we brothers are pitiful?”

"Even if my brother and I were in dire straits, we would never choose the River Styx."

“Minghe is narrow-minded and does not recognize a good person. My brother and I would not kneel before Minghe even if we had to beg the Three Pure Ones. We would not try to use this to deplete Minghe’s luck.”

It's not funny at all.

"They are from the same school."

"Firstly, one can stop killing with killing and attain the Dao of Hunyuan."

"Firstly, they use the ways of the mind to bewitch the people."

They were on completely different paths. It was only because Master Hongjun felt he was capable that he forcibly bound them together.

"Boring."

"Master Hongjun, you want to use this to deplete the Styx's fortune? Don't you find that laughable?"

"Could it be that what happened at Zixiao Palace was within your control, fellow Daoist? Everything is just a formality." Lü Yue looked up at Hongjun, the old Daoist standing at the entrance of Zixiao Palace.

He scoffed.

Hongjun shook his head indifferently.

He reminded them, "The moment you stepped into Zixiao Palace, you formed a karmic bond with me, and your fate is naturally under my control."

"Escape is impossible."

"The performance just now was merely a gift from this humble Taoist priest to you."

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit!"

Lü Yue smiled dismissively.

Countless Primordial Great Powers and Primordial Saints emerged from the Human Emperor Banner, forming a circle around the city.

Fly outward.

(End of this chapter)