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Chapter 153 Trapped

The golden light filled the streets and alleys of the Imperial Capital, illuminating the dilapidated streets and tiled walls so clearly. The occasional north wind that whistled past seemed to tell the story of the prosperous scene not long ago.

Not far away, Patriarch Xuanyuan stood in the void, not caring about the dilapidated city. Looking at the confrontation between the two sides in the void, he felt a little excited in his heart.

"This fellow Daoist Xie can actually break out of that weird formation. He is worthy of being a master disciple of the Three Religions Immortal Sect."

Feeling the terrifying aura exuded by Shu Cang, Ancestor Xuanyuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He thought secretly:

"However, since Shu Cang has survived the catastrophe and has a strong cultivation level, compared with him, Fellow Daoist Xie is far behind him. Even with the help of the Jade Gourd, I'm afraid he still has little chance of winning."

While he was thinking about it, Shu Cang suddenly reached out and called Bai Lian back, then swiped towards Xie Heng with his backhand.

Suddenly, the white lotus danced, and thousands of bloody flames emerged in the void.

"Disease~"

As Shu Cang shouted loudly, blood flames roared and exploded in the air.

In the bright red light, the fire surged out crazily, and the tongues of flames covered the sky, sweeping towards Xie Heng and the Lingyun Gourd, instantly spreading the void within ten miles into a sea of ​​fire.

A few more streams of fire fell into the city, instantly igniting several nearby streets.

Looking at the strange sea of ​​​​fire that continued to rage in the city, Patriarch Xuanyuan also frowned and had to sacrifice the Boundless Qiankun Pot again, and a huge suction force covered the entire sea of ​​​​fire.

In a short time, only some black mist was left in the Imperial City, dissipating into nothingness amidst the whining of the north wind.

In the void, Xie Heng looked at the surging sea of ​​bloody fire. Xie Heng narrowed his eyes, shook his right hand, and the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet flew out, releasing a terrifying suction force that continuously swallowed up the blood flames.

Seeing that the sea of ​​fire had completely submerged Xie Heng and the Ling Yun Gourd, Shu Cang's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness and determination, and he turned around and shot towards the distant sky.

"Little beast, if we meet again someday, I will definitely chop you up alive. Just wait for me."

Staring at Shu Cang's hurriedly fleeing back, Patriarch Xuanyuan was a little confused for a moment. Hearing the harsh words Shu Cang said before leaving, he also twitched the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Xie Heng's sharp shouts frightened Patriarch Xuanyuan to the point of staggering.

"Shu Cang, don't even think about escaping."

Before the voice could even finish, Xie Heng was enveloped in a ray of clear light and chased after Shu Cang.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Patriarch Xuanyuan really didn't understand why such a reversal occurred.

However, this did not hinder his restless curiosity. Looking at the two streaks of blue light that had gone away, he followed them in a flash.

"Friend Shu Cang, don't run away. Let's continue discussing Taoism and learn from each other."

Xie Heng's somewhat teasing voice kept coming from behind, making Shu Cang so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently. He turned to look at the green jade gourd filled with clear light, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

"Bah, you little beast is shameless. If it weren't for the protection of the treasure, I would have taken out your soul and lit a lamp."

"Haha, fellow Taoist Shu Cang, don't worry, Xie is definitely not a bully. Please stop, fellow Taoist."

"Bah, little beast, you really think I'm a fool to believe your lies."

"If you have the ability to put away your jade gourd, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds."

Listening to Shu Cang's angry voice, Xie Heng couldn't help but smile.

"Fellow Shu Cang, now that you have passed through the Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation and you are considered a great monk in the third realm, you are still afraid of the treasures in the hands of a mere second-level monk like me. If you tell me, wouldn't you be in trouble with the world?"

A shame."

After Xie Heng said that, he saw the Ling Yun Gourd shake slightly, wrap Xie Heng and appear in front of Shu Cang, cutting off his way forward.

Looking at Shu Cang's fearful expression, Xie Heng held the spiritual gourd in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Friend Shu Cang, the cause and effect between you and me has not yet been resolved, so it is a pity to escape like this."

"Stop talking nonsense, Shu Cang, hand over the energy of merit, and I can leave you a complete body."

There was no politeness in Ling Yun Gourd's voice. Shu Cang was immediately furious.

"It's too much to bully others, it's simply too much to bully others."

Shu Cang stared at the Ling Yun Gourd with resentment and said in a hateful voice.

"Even if you are the most precious weapon spirit, you should not insult me ​​like this."

Before he finished speaking, the white lotus in Shu Cang's hand, carrying the force of thunder, struck towards the Ling Yun Gourd in an instant.

"Hmph, I want you to know today what the Chaos Mysterious Treasure is."

I saw the Ling Yun Gourd easily breaking free from Xie Heng's hands and rising into the air. The whole body was filled with a brilliant light, turning into a series of blue avenue chains, winding towards the white lotus.

Wow~

As the sound of the avenue chains sounded, the huge white lotus was completely restrained by the green snake-like avenue iron ropes, and was constantly struggling in the air.

Seeing how easily he had locked up the strange white lotus, Xie Heng smiled slightly, turned to look at Shu Cang's ferocious look, and said calmly:

"Friend Shu Cang, now that your White Lotus Spiritual Treasure is trapped, I don't know what other methods you have, but feel free to use them. Xie will follow."

"You little beast, you are too presumptuous."

At this moment, Shu Cang's figure suddenly disappeared from the place, which shocked Xie Heng.

"careful!"

Before Ling Yun Gourd could finish his words, Shu Cang's figure had already appeared behind Xie Heng.

As he waved his hand, a terrifying punch hit Xie Heng's back.

Phew~

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xie Heng's face instantly turned extremely pale.

"Little beast, you are really bullying me too much. You really think I am afraid of you."

In an instant, raindrop-like fist marks fell on Xie Heng.

After once again withstanding Shu Cang's hateful punch, Xie Heng finally distanced himself from him with the help of the force of the counter-shock.

Xie Heng's pupils shrank sharply when he saw Shu Cang stepping forward again and his casserole-sized fist about to fall on him again.

The next moment, a piece of clear light fell from the sky, forming a blue prison in mid-air, imprisoning his whole body in it.

When~

When~

There were clear and crisp sounds that shook the area for dozens of miles, instantly suppressing the sound of the howling north wind. It also dispersed the somewhat thick clouds in the sky.

"Boy, are you okay?"

The Ling Yun Gourd took the huge white lotus into its body and floated it beside Xie Heng, with a hint of concern in his voice.

Phew~

Xie Heng spit out the blood in his chest again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He grinned when he saw Shu Cang's violent appearance as he kept bombarding the blue cage.

"Brother Calabash, don't worry, I'm fine."

After swallowing a healing elixir, Xie Heng looked at Shu Cang and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Shu Cang, you have indeed survived the Hunyuan Heavenly Tribulation. The power of this punch is indeed extraordinary. Xie is willing to be defeated."

"Little beast, what are you doing? Let me go quickly."

"Hey, little guy, stop struggling. You can't open this Tianluo cage just by yourself."

"This Tianluo Prison of mine has not been used for many years. Little thing, you should feel honored to die in this Tianluo Prison of mine."

Looking at Shu Cang who was constantly struggling in Tianluo's cage, the faint voice of Ling Yun Gourd sounded in the void.

Listening to Ling Yun Gourd's explanation, Shu Cang struggled even more fiercely. One after another fist seals continued to bombard the Tianluo Prison, making bursts of roaring sounds, startling the birds in the wilderness and scattering in all directions.

go.

"Friend Shu Cang, the cause and effect of Jinguan City and Qingyang Palace, it's time to settle the matter."

Seeing Shu Cang struggling continuously in Tianluo's cage, a smile appeared on Xie Heng's pale face.

But this smile, in Shu Cang's eyes, turned out to be so terrifying and frightening.

Grasping towards the void, the Holy Sword of Humanity reappeared in Xie Heng's hands.

"Friend Shu Cang, the Qingyang Palace is full of blood debts, and the blood feuds of tens of thousands of people in Jinguan City should be settled today."

After saying that, with a move of the spell in his hand, Yuan Qi all around gathered towards Xie Heng under the guidance of the Holy Sword of Humanity.

Not long after, countless sharp swords emerged in the air.

Feeling the cold killing intent, Shu Cang finally became afraid.

"Fellow Taoist, Immortal Master Kunlun, please let me go. I beg you."

It seemed that he knew that his struggle was of no use. With a plop, Shu Cang knelt directly in the cage and kept begging Xie Heng for mercy.

"As long as fellow Taoist lets me go, I promise that from now on, he will never appear in the human world. I also ask fellow Taoist to be noble and let me go."

Xie Heng was not moved at all by Shu Cang's begging for mercy, and moved the spell in his hand.

"Disease~"

Countless sword energy went straight through the green cage set up by the Ling Yun Gourd, and continuously chopped at Shu Cang's body.

Ding~

Ding~

The sound, like the beating of fine iron, kept ringing in the cage, mixed with Shu Cang's pitiful cry for mercy, and spread far and wide in this lonely wilderness.

Finally catching up with Xie Heng, listening to the screams and looking at the cage in the void that was drowned by countless sword energies, Patriarch Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows. He stood quietly in the void not far away, watching.

With.

Ignoring Patriarch Xuanyuan who came over, Xie Heng felt a burst of joy in his heart as he listened to Shu Cang's screams.

"Fellow Taoist, please let me go. I can hand over my energy of merit."

Hearing this, Xie Heng paused and glanced at the Luck Gourd.

As if he understood what Xie Heng was thinking, Ling Yun Gourd just said calmly:

"Don't worry, even if Shu Cang is hacked to death by you, I will still be able to draw out the energy of merit."

Hearing Ling Yun Gourd's assurance, Xie Heng's heart suddenly relaxed. He looked at Shu Cang covered in sword energy and said coldly:

"Fellow Taoist, you heard me, it's better to go on your way with peace of mind."

After saying that, Xie Heng poured a wisp of the power of heaven and earth's destiny into the Holy Sword of Humanity.

In an instant, the entire world seemed to be filled with an indestructible sword intent, sweeping towards Shu Cang.

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