Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 290

"Don't panic, no matter how tyrannical Wang Nanrong is, he has never stepped into the Earth Immortal, he must be holding on."

"That's right, if you can't kill him with one blow, then hit him again. Today, he will die or I will die."

Even if there is nothing in their hearts, there are still people who are not willing to use words to boost morale among the three lines of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, but the pent-up anger in the hearts of everyone who has missed again and again has dissipated.

After a few breaths, the remnants of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism slowed down and prepared to regroup and fight again.

But it was just a few breaths of time that the torrent of Qi and blood in Wang Yu's body calmed down again, and his strength was climbing to the peak.

"I gave you a chance, but you are useless!" Feeling the majestic blood in his body again, Wang Yu didn't hold back his hands, and directly blasted out with fist marks.

He has grasped the sense of being an earth immortal, and the whetstone of these sects is no longer useful. In this case, it is better for these "rebellious ministers and thieves" who dare to assassinate the king to die.

They had just regrouped and were about to fight another battle. Before the remnants of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism had time to regroup their strength and join hands to push the cards in their hands, Wang Yu's punch had already attacked them. The reaction speed of the three veins of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, which rely on joint efforts to stimulate the foundation to have the power to fight, has been slower than that of Wang Yu.

In a hurry, the great monks of Vajra Sect and Dalun Temple were instantly bombarded.

The blood mist mixed with golden blood rendered Taoyedu both holy and bloody.

But such a strange sight never shakes Wang Yu's right fist. He has created mountains of Huns' corpses and seas of blood on the grassland, and he has seen the crying fathers and mothers of the demons in the north. His heart is not there. Will be shaken by the opponent.

An enemy is an enemy, and a dead enemy is a good enemy.

The punches kept going, and Bailudong Academy, which hastily mobilized the power of the patriarch's brush in its hand, just put on a defensive posture, and the brush at the level of the earth fairy was broken by Wang Yu's fist.

"I'm at the end of my skills!" Looking at the three lines of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism that have been defeated one after another by Wang Yu's hands, the deployment staff who followed Wang Yu were all very excited.

His own King Yan is indeed brave and has the hope of becoming a fairy. The people of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism who have just launched a series of offensives that seem to shake the world have only risen once, and they withered under the fists of his own King Yan.

However, it is not good that my King Yan is too wise and mighty. My subjects have to work hard all the time on weekdays and dare not relax in the slightest. After all, no one knows what is in the hands of King Yan. Does he have the ability to see everything in the Three Realms like a fairy!

Feelings are emotions, looking at the people of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism who have been defeated one by one by their master, the subjects of Yan State are still happy in their hearts.

As a member of the ruling class, the subjects of Yan State naturally hated all people and forces beyond the control of the imperial court system.

People of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism who hastily built a line of defense failed to create any miracles in the face of Wang Yu's second punch with all his strength.

Under Wang Yu's merciless situation, the three schools of Taoism, the four schools of Confucianism, and the six schools of Buddhism that once formed the power of the White Way in the Liaozhai world have officially become history.

Even though these thirteen sects still have disciples in the world, their decline has reached the point of being visible to the naked eye after losing their top-level combat power.

If the disciples of these thirteen sects who are still alive know their interests, and take the initiative to contribute the secret codes and resources in their hands, Wang Yu and the new Yan State regime will probably let them survive and allow the thirteen sects to save their lives. Some sects in the country entered the exploiting class of Yan State.

If they are not knowledgeable, their minds are full of thoughts of revenge, hehe, the knives in the hands of the Zhenbei Army are still eager for military merit.

From the point of view of his heart, Wang Yu, who likes great power to belong to himself, hopes that the remaining people of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism will choose the first path. Alright, let him get to where he is today in one step.

But rationality told Wang Yu that even if he kept Xuanxin Zhengzong, he would hate him to the bone and regard him as a lifelong enemy. Righteousness, you will definitely give up the glory and wealth that you can get at your fingertips and leave him!

well!The world is about to be leveled, and the merits of the ministers and workers are about to be rewarded by the monarch and ministers, but they are not suitable. Good luck tricks people!
After sighing for the fact that he was about to lose a general, Wang Yu's heart returned to calm again.

"Everyone get ready, disembark to clean up the mess in front of us, abolish the cultivation of all those who are still alive, pull down the assassins who are so powerful that you are not sure of trapping, and let me deal with it myself."

Wang Yu, who has won the three veins of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, scanned the battlefield of Taoyedu with his spiritual consciousness, and then dispatched the deployments who followed him to clean up the battlefield.

According to Wang Yu's spiritual judgment, all the living people of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism in Taoyedu have no power to make a fuss.

After receiving the order, the officials of the Yan State barely cleaned up the Taoyedu battlefield before the river water refilled the depression in this place.

Except for those disciples of the three lines of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism who had no bones left, the remaining members of the three lines, even if there were only a few wreckage, were all put on the official ship by the officials of Yan State.

After taking action to seal down Xuanxin's authentic Daoist Hongye's cultivation, Wang Yu, who had just experienced a sneak attack and siege, had nothing to do.

After all, apart from Xuanxin Zhengzong, who was a little merciful under his subordinates, there is no other master who is so powerful that Yan's subordinates can't seal the town, and he is still alive.

In the evening, the team of official ships on the Yangtze River unanimously set sail again, and galloped down the river towards the original location.

In the main cabin of the leading official ship, Wang Yu's body crossed his legs in meditation did not sway with the current.

Wang Yu, who has grasped a trace of the mystery of the earth fairy, is trying to find a way to use this mystery to explore the reality of the earth fairyland. Although the door to the level of the earth fairy has been opened, it still takes a lot of money for Wang Yu to step through the door. less time.

Breaking through is not something that can be achieved overnight, and Wang Yu didn't take that step until he set foot on the important town that he was planning to inspect.

It was only after he turned back to the north and pondered carefully in the capital for half a month that he completed the first step of transforming from a human into an immortal, tempering his body to the point where the immortal energy was no less than that of an ordinary immortal.

After forging a body full of celestial energy, if it weren't for the fact that Wang Yu's nine catastrophes have not yet been overcome because of the short time, Wang Yu at this moment is qualified to call himself the "first immortal" after a hundred schools of thought.

(End of this chapter)