Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 100: Making a Great Wish

Of the four friends from Kowloon Island, three died in less than a cup of tea. Wang Mo, Yang Sen and Li Xingba were all gone, leaving only Gao Youqian, who had drunk too much and was a little confused.

He was also a man of strong character. Seeing his three best friends die tragically, he ignored the pull of Lü Yue's junior brother Li Ping and jumped out from the shadows. He ignored the extremely heavy Weak Water that could dissolve his magic power and pointed at Deng Chanyu and cursed: "Bitch! I swear to kill you! I will cut off your father's head, saw off your mother's feet, and kill your slave-raised master."

Deng Chanyu originally ignored the drunkard. Her target was Lu Yue, but when she heard Gao Youqian scolding her like that, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"You pig-dog-like thing, you barking, you're going to be on the list today! So that the four of you can make it all the way!"

She quickly ticked on the map of mountains, rivers, and the country with her fingers, and soon found a divine thunder that Nuwa had collected when she traveled around the ancient world in her youth.

It is the Ziwei Heavenly Thunder formed by the star power of the seven ancient stars: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang.

Lü Yue's junior fellow apprentice, Li Ping, had been hiding behind the rock wall, pleading with Gao Youqian: "Fellow Daoist Gao! Keep yourself alive so you can avenge the three of you in the future. Don't do that."

He couldn't hear what was said next, and saw a brilliant bolt of lightning with a shining purple light hitting Gao Youqian's forehead. At the last moment, the drunken disciple of Jiejiao finally woke up. He stretched out a hand to Li Ping, as if asking for help, but in less than a breath, his body turned into powder under the bombardment of the lightning, and his true spirit floated towards the List of Gods.

"Fellow Daoist! You... Ouch!" Li Ping hammered the rock wall hard, his face full of tears.

After getting the four friends from Jiulong Island on the list neatly, Deng Chanyu withdrew her attention and went to look for Lu Yue again.

Relying on a few fools to help delay time, although Lu Yue was attacked by Ruoshui, the Plague Umbrella was quite effective. Even though the magic weapon was damaged, he rushed into a cave to shelter from the rain.

He didn't bother to check his injuries, but looked up at the sky angrily, thinking about countermeasures.

"Tongtian's gaze is coming here soon. I will help you delay for another three breaths." Nuwa's voice sounded beside Deng Chanyu's ear.

Deng Chanyu knew that it was because the four friends from Jiulong Island died one after another, and the luck of Jiejiao was sensed, and Tongtian Sect Master would pay attention to this side immediately.

"When you stole my magic weapon, demolished my teahouse, and beat and killed Senior Brother Jiang, did you ever think of this day?" Lu Yue's strength was stronger than the four friends of Jiulong Island combined. She could no longer kill Lu Yue in three breaths. Deng Chanyu no longer targeted a single individual, but the entire Jiulong Island.

She completely released the restrictions of the Shanhe Shejitu!

The scroll slowly unfolded, accompanied by wisps of clear air passing by. The originally majestic, ferocious, head-to-tail connected Nine Dragon Island, like nine giant dragons, was completely sucked into the map of mountains, rivers, and the country.

You demolished my teahouse, so I'll take away your island. That's not too much, right?
She didn't dare to absorb anything with her Emerald Light Liang Yin-Yang Lamp because the cause and effect involved were too great. The Mountain and River State Map was fine because it was Nuwa's magic weapon. Nuwa had a lot of merits. For Nuwa, sucking such a broken island from the ancient world into the Mountain and River State Map world meant reducing her merits by a few thousand out of billions, so the loss was almost nothing.

The caves of Wang Mo, Yang Sen, Lu Yue, Zhao Jiang among the Ten Heavenly Lords, and an unfinished formation diagram were all sucked away by her.

Finally, she watched as the culprit Li Qi fell in a pool of blood, his magic power completely dissolved by the weak water, and she took him away along with him.

The three breaths are up.

Deng Chanyu felt as if a huge gaze was cast towards her.

The magic power used by the Mountain, River and State Map was completely stagnant, and the phoenix feather robe on his body was broken after a moment of resistance. This was not an attack, but just a gaze.

The flames, weak water, and thunder that had ravaged the island vanished. The island was drained away, and Lu Yue and the other survivors floated in mid-air, looking at each other with expressions of relief.

Tongtian Sect Master's Shangqing magic power is very recognizable, so they naturally recognize it.

Lu Yue looked at Deng Chanyu fiercely, "Hmph, my teacher is here, let's see how you die!"
"Senior Brother Jiang, I have avenged you!" Deng Chanyu was fearless. Holding up the map of mountains, rivers and the country, he prayed to the sky with great piety.

She had thought of several plans on the way to Jiulong Island. Brute force was the simplest, so she used her ultimate move right away. However, the power of a saint was really hard to estimate. Now that Tongtian Patriarch had come over, she could only activate plan number two.

No matter what, Lu Yue must be killed today.

Deng Chanyu said loudly, "Heaven above, I, the disciple Deng Chanyu, sense that many people on earth are suffering from plague. I now vow to establish an incense place, invite the Tao to welcome the truth, establish a Taoist temple, burn incense and recite the wonderful scriptures, thank you according to the teachings, open the Taoist temple, fast incense and light, and ask for the heavenly talisman to eliminate the plague and poison, and heal the people of our Shenzhou!"

Her voice was not loud, and the surviving disciples of the Jiejiao sect could not hear it clearly at all, but Lu Yue heard it very clearly at this moment. Every word was as loud as thunder in his ears. His face was full of murderous intent, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

He was horrified, but more than that, angry.

Once Deng Chanyu's oath is approved by the Heavenly Dao, his Plague Avenue will definitely be greatly affected, and he may never achieve the Avenue again in his lifetime.

The hatred for someone blocking his way was a hundred times greater than the hatred for killing one's father and mother, at least that's what he thought.

Without a word, Lu Yue knelt in mid-air, facing the direction of the Biyou Palace: "Teacher, my path to the great Dao is blocked. I beg you to have mercy and give me a way out!"

Deng Chanyu swore quickly and knelt on the ground to beg for protection from the teacher quickly.

The time between the two sides was less than ten breaths.

The clouds above Jiulong Island rolled around. Lu Pan, who was familiar with Deng Chanyu, poked his head out from the ghost gate, looked around, and found that he was in mid-air, with nothing but the sea below.

The judge's face darkened again. Don't think I don't know just because I haven't been in worldly affairs. I know this used to be Kowloon Island, but where is the island now?

The arrow is on the string and has to be shot, he cursed inwardly.

He used his own magic power to completely open the Ghost Gate in mid-air, and many civilian "representatives" who were killed by Lu Yue and his disciples were sent by the ghost messengers from the underworld to assist.

"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal. I wish to repay your kindness in my next life by tying a knot with a grass and holding a ring in my hand!"

"I, a humble commoner, died an innocent death. I dare not ask for God's mercy, but I only hope that there will be no more ghosts like me who died an untimely death in the world."

The cries of the unjustly killed ghosts were continuous. They not only expressed their own feelings, but also proved the attitude of the underworld. The underworld did not need to generate income. No matter how much work was done, they would get the same amount of money. The plague was raging, and so many people died at once. The underworld was also very troubled. Naturally, it had no good feelings towards Master Lu Yue and his apprentice.

Deng Chanyu just contacted Lu Pan, and the underworld sent her a support group.

(End of this chapter)