Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 470 This old monk wishes to send the young benefactor... to hell to reflect on his actions!

"Wash yourself with clean water!"

"Golden Light Bodyguard!"

Gu Qingyang and Kong Jian shouted in low voices, their bodies radiating light.

One seemed as pure and clear as flowing water, while the other shone with golden light, exuding an aura of immortality and decay.

They each unleashed defensive spells to ward off possible sneak attacks, demonstrating remarkable speed.

However, after they had prepared their defenses and resisted, the expected attack was delayed.

Turning their heads, they saw a young man dressed in a wedding gown standing on a cloud, looking at the two of them with an indifferent expression, a dozen feet away.

It's like looking at two...

clown!

"You are... the groom of the Du family..."

"Liu Sheng!"

The monk and the layman immediately realized what was happening, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Liu Sheng's clothing and attire were too obvious; with a little thought, one could easily guess who he was.

That's why they couldn't believe it, after all, the one who went to intercept and capture Liu Sheng was a flying zombie!
That's a Yin God level being, whose combat power is no less than theirs, and perhaps even greater.

After all, the flying zombies are thick-skinned, incredibly strong, extremely fast, adept at flying and escaping, and possess a terrifying corpse aura that kills anyone who touches them.

"Old Du, say thank you!"

Ignoring the scholars and monks who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, Liu Sheng raised his chin towards the dying Du Renwang.

Hurry, hurry, we finally made it; the person is still alive.

However, this was the first time he had seen the Du family patriarch in such a disheveled state.

Back when he first appeared, he wore a tall hat and wide belt, his sleeves fluttering, his face was like jade, and he was as imposing as a mountain.

Calm and composed, handling things with ease, exuding an air of sophistication.

Now he was disheveled, covered in blood, his body a bloody mess, and he was in such a hurry that he was practically crawling on the ground.

If we don't make a few jokes, who knows when we'll get another chance.

"Thank you my foot! Don't forget your wife, she's my great-great-great-great-great-granddaughter... You have to call me ancestor!"

Du Renwang was no pushover either; he immediately rolled his eyes and retorted.

That's true.

"We agreed to each do our own thing, why are you going back on your word? Can't you handle losing?"

Liu Sheng chuckled, making a joke, then looked at the monk and layman who had subtly distanced themselves from each other:
"I'm in a hurry to pick up the bride. You two, tell me how you want to die, and I'll grant your wish. If you don't, then I'll accept your fate... and beat you into mincemeat."

He had a smile on his face and spoke softly, but his words carried a strong sense of authority.

Faced with two Yin spirits, they were actually allowed to choose their own way of dying.

"Young boy with a yellow mouth, you don't know how high the sky is and how high it is!"

Gu Qingyang looked around, made a hand seal, and swept it in front of his eyes. Faint golden characters appeared in his pupils:
"I wonder which fellow Daoist has come, managing to evade the senses of me and Master Kongjian? Why not show yourself and have a chat?"

"Amitabha, are you Fellow Daoist Tiandao from the Kongkong Sect, or a benefactor from the Yingsha Pavilion?"

The monk Kongjian put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra. His words resonated through the air, creating visible ripples that spread in all directions.

However, both of them believed that Liu Sheng was protected by Yin Gods, and that someone else was responsible for killing the flying zombie Huo Li. Otherwise, how could a mere Huang Ting dare to be so presumptuous in front of the two Yin Gods?

So, the two of them simultaneously used their methods to try and find the person hiding in the shadows.

The result, naturally, was that they couldn't find the person!

Seeing the two men on high alert and looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Liu Sheng was initially puzzled, but then he realized what was going on and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Ultimately, it's no wonder they were wrong. Liu Sheng was simply too monstrous. His ability to kill Yin Gods with the Yellow Court technique created an unprecedented miracle, which was beyond their comprehension.

Of course, some might say Liu Sheng cheated, and it wasn't due to his own efforts...

Hmm—If you're so capable, why don't you drive one yourself!

o(*￣︶￣*)o
"Old Du, go rest for a bit, I'll be right there."

Liu Sheng waved his hand, opened his mouth and exhaled a gust of black wind that howled and stirred up a vast expanse of mist, making people dizzy and weak.

Gu Qingyang and Kong Jian's hearts sank upon seeing this. They quickly guarded the gate, activated their magic power, and their bodies shone brightly with clear light and golden light to block the attacking black wind.

Even so, the two light screens, one clear and one golden, were still rippling and shaking from the wind.

When the wind died down, Du Renwang had disappeared without a trace.

"Impressive technique! They managed to send someone away right under our noses!"

Gu Qingyang was perceptive. Based on his previous experience, he knew that the young man in front of him was not to be underestimated and that his strength was probably no less than his own.

Considering the intelligence report that this person was one of the few who emerged from the Qingyuan Cave ruins, a guess formed in my mind...

"It seems that the majority of the immortal opportunities in the Qingyuan Cave ruins have fallen on this kid!"

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why this child, with only the Yellow Court, could resist the Yin Spirit and not be at a disadvantage.

“Amitabha. The fifth benefactor mentioned earlier that they encountered a young man in the forbidden area of ​​Shuiyue Nunnery. He was not highly skilled, but he managed to escape from the clutches of the five Yin Gods.”

At this moment, the monk Kongjian also spoke in a deep voice, recounting the news he had heard from the Fifth Demon.

The Fifth Demon, the Yin God Ancestor of the Sword Demon Palace.

He had met Liu Sheng once in the forbidden underground palace of Shuiyue Nunnery.

At that time, when they talked about the mysterious powerhouse at Shuiyue Temple, who shattered the heavens with a single blow and killed the patriarch of the Yin family in Longcheng, they were talking about...

At that time, the Fifth Demon mentioned the underground palace, but Kong Jian thought he was just making excuses and talking nonsense.

Now it seems that it was true.

even--

"The Huai Ren Jade Slip, the clan's most treasured artifact of the Cai family of Hedong, should have been in Cai Yuting's hands, but now it's in Du Renwang's..."

Gu Qingyang also realized what was going on and mentioned the strange thing he had noticed earlier.

The Yin spirits possessed powerful divine senses and profound wisdom; each one was exceptionally intelligent, though we hadn't paid them any attention before.

Now, combining these fragmented and peculiar clues, an absurd guess, both unbelievable and undeniably true, surfaced in their minds.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with horror.

Gu Qingyang gripped the green bamboo staff tightly and said in a hoarse voice:

"You... killed the patriarch of the Cai clan of Hedong?"

"You mean Cai Yuting?"

Liu Sheng raised an eyebrow, and with a thought, a green wind and crimson flames slowly condensed beneath his feet:

"good."

"Fellow Daoist Huo Li of the Heavenly Corpse Sect..."

"He's dead. I killed him."

Liu Sheng cracked his neck, stepped onto a pair of flaming wheels, and the monkey hair in his palm suddenly grew longer and thicker, transforming into a pale golden staff. His aura surged, but he muttered a complaint:

"That guy doesn't deserve to be a Yin God. He's so poor he doesn't even have a single Xuan artifact. You guys are much better off, with a green bamboo staff and a vajra pestle, both of which are Xuan artifacts!"

"Amitabha! You are so young, yet you kill at the drop of a hat. Your heart is filled with malice, and you have fallen into the demonic path!"

The monk Kongjian chanted a Buddhist prayer, his face filled with sorrow and compassion for the heavenly beings, and said in a trembling voice:
"I am unwilling, but now I can only learn to be fierce like a Vajra and relieve this calamity for all living beings."

"You want to convert me?"

"No, this old monk wishes to send the young benefactor... to hell to reflect on his actions!"

The monk Kongjian looked up, his eyes filled with compassion, and with a wave of his hands, transformed them into enormous hands that covered the sky, striking Liu Sheng.

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)