Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1817 Lost Soul
Rumble!
A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the deafening roar made everyone's eardrums vibrate.

Lin Xiuruo and the others stared blankly at the destructive scene. For a moment, their eyes widened and they didn't even blink.

This scene is like the end of the world.

Centering on the place where Jiang Mo and Purdue Zhaizhu fought, a devastating storm raged wildly.

Wherever the storm passed, it was all turned into pieces.

"Escape, everyone, those who don't want to die, escape to me!"

Priest Zilong roared.

The storm of destruction erupted in the sky above Puduzhai.

Pudu Zhai was the first to bear the brunt. If those disciples were involved, there would be no possibility of escape.

In order to save the lives of these disciples and ordinary elders, Daoist Zilong used all his life's skills, trying to resist the storm of destruction.

However, the light curtain she played lasted only a dozen or so breaths before turning into countless fragments with a 'bang'.

The sea of ​​monsters within a radius of several thousand miles was illuminated by the soaring flames, and countless creatures flew into the air, watching this earth-shattering scene.

"There... seems to be the direction of Puduzhai."

"Could someone be acting wild in Pudu Zhai?"

"Looking at the situation, I'm afraid the owner of Pudu Zhai has made a move."

"However, I'm very curious, which powerful and powerful person made such a move, causing such a terrible wave of destruction."

……

Jiang Mo and Pudu Zhaizhu, who were in the center of the storm, fled the moment the explosion occurred.

Even with their strength, they dare not get involved easily.

The storm of destruction raged for half a stick of incense, and the entire Pudu Zhai was razed to the ground.

Even the island with a radius of tens of miles has a huge pothole, which is bottomless.

Green smoke billowed up from the island.

After the storm subsided, the figures of Jiang Mo and Purdue Zhaizhu appeared at the same time.

Jiang Mo's complexion was pale, and his breath was very weak.

The blow just now almost exhausted his strength.

However, Purdue Zhaizhu was not much better.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was torn to pieces, and a huge penetrating wound spread from his chest, blood dripping into the sea of ​​demons.

His skin was scorched black, as if he had just been roasted.

"Cough cough..."

Master Purdue Coughed violently and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"Daozi, are you okay?"

Lin Xiuru flew over and supported the crumbling Jiang Mo.

The other powerhouses of Tianshengdao Palace protected Jiang Mo in the middle to prevent someone from Puduzhai from making a surprise attack.

"Now, he should not have the strength to keep us."

"Go, go back."

Jiang Mo looked at the unscathed Xue Ying and smiled.

He worked so hard to bring his daughter home safely.

As long as Xue Ying is fine, even if he dies in battle, it doesn't matter.

Afterwards, Jiang Mo exhausted his last bit of strength and passed out directly.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuru picked up Jiang Mo on his back, and the group headed back in the direction of Tianshengdao Palace.

There are still many strong people in Pudu Zhai, and the Zhai Master has not lost his fighting power, but no one stops Lin Xiu to humiliate them.

Firstly, it was because of the cultivation of the Veterinarian, and now there is not even a tenth of it left.

There is no way to stop it.

Secondly, it was because, after witnessing Jiang Mo's madness, the surviving disciples and elders of Pudu Zhai were all scared out of their wits.

Dare not stop at all.

After today's battle, Puduzhai's vitality can be said to have been seriously injured. Without a year or so of recuperation, it may be difficult to recover.

"Who exactly caused this incident." Purdue Zhaizhu said with a gloomy expression.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Daoist Zilong walked forward leaning on the dragon-shaped wooden stick, and said, "Daoist Yuxuan brought back a little girl. It is because of that little girl that today's tragedy happened."

"Hmph, Daoist Yuxuan?"

"You deserve it!"

"If it weren't for her being an idiot, how could she almost give me Pudu Zhai and bring about a catastrophe?"

"The order continues, no one is allowed to bury her body."

Purdue Zhaizhu roared.

"As ordered."

……

Lin Xiuru and his group hurried on their way. When they passed by Nanhuang's territory, Nanhuang looked at these familiar figures and was surprised.

"These guys came back unscathed?"

"When did Puduzhai become so talkative?"

However, Nanhuang soon realized that since the group returned smoothly, it meant that he needed to rush to the northern battlefield immediately.

Otherwise, when the soul contract exploded, he, Nanhuang, would not be able to resist it.

After Jiang Mo returned to Tianshengdao Palace, he fell into a coma for three days.

After he broke through to the realm of Nine Star Martial Emperor, his five senses, strength, control over the vitality of the heaven and earth, and his recovery ability all greatly improved.

As long as it is not a fatal injury, he can recover quickly.

When I opened my eyes, it was already evening.

He sat up from the bed, and when he moved his body, his bones made crackling noises, like fried beans.

"The power of the four-star emperor really cannot be underestimated."

"If I hadn't cast the War of Destruction in the end, I'm afraid I would really be bound by that guy's dharma image."

Jiang Mo rubbed his eyebrows and said.

In the last seven-color fireball, Jiang Mo also integrated the Yaori-level emperor's spiritual sense into it.

Therefore, while releasing, it is also accompanied by the lethality of divine thoughts.

Otherwise, it would not have completely injured the Purdue Veteran.

"It's also fortunate that I have practiced the Desolation Creation Sutra. If it weren't for this exercise, I would not be able to break through to the Nine Star Martial Emperor's realm at a critical moment."

Jiang Mo secretly rejoiced in his heart.

If it is in the realm of the eight-star Martial Emperor, if he casts the War of Destruction, the power will definitely be greatly reduced, and it may not be able to hurt Pudu Zhaizhu.

Moreover, what made Jiang Mo happy was that the Desolate Good Fortune Sutra was very domineering and could swallow any energy.

"By the way, I don't know how that girl Xue Ying is doing now."

Thinking of his daughter, Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he opened the door and left.

Lin Xiuru was guarding outside. When he saw Jiang Mo coming out, he cheered up and asked, "Daozi, are you feeling better now?"

"I'm fine, where is my daughter?" Jiang Mo asked.

"Her...her sanity seems to have been affected, and now the Palace Mistress is helping her with treatment." Lin Xiuruo said.

"what?"

Hearing this, Jiang Mo panicked for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the place where the master of the Dao Palace was.

Along the way, everyone was chanting Jiang Mo's deeds, defeating Purdue Zhaizhu in the sea of ​​demons.

However, Jiang Mo didn't have the heart to pay attention to this at all.

Arriving at the door of the master of the Taoist palace, Jiang Mo was about to knock on the door when the voice of the master of the Taoist palace came from inside.

"come in."

Jiang Mo pushed the door open, looked at Xue Ying who was sitting on the chair, and asked nervously: "Master, how is my daughter? Is there any serious problem?"

"Hey, the three souls of heaven, earth and life, she lost the earth soul and fate soul, and it will be good if she can keep her life."

The master of the Dao Palace sighed and said.

(End of this chapter)