Three hundred and ninetieth chapters kill a bloody way
Just as Wan Yiyao was about to say something, suddenly, a wave of pressure dropped. Wan Yiyao put down Wang Yuan's hand, her expression a little unnatural.
"Elder Wan, I have warned you, don't say anything you shouldn't say." Qian Jiuyu's voice boomed. She was a man of extraordinary cultivation, and she issued a warning after realizing that someone was violating her wishes.
"Yes, Palace Master." Wan Yiyao said softly.
The strong pressure pressed on Wang Yuan again, and a murmur sounded in Wang Yuan's ears: "Wu Yi, if you want to know, I won't let you know unless you join the Pink Palace."
Of course, only Wang Yuan could hear this murmur. Soon, the pressure receded, and both Wan Yiyao and Wang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, each thinking about their own things.
Wan Yiyao was still calm and at a high level. She smiled at Wang Yuan and said, "I wanted to tell you, but the palace master tried to stop it. I don't know if this is good or bad for you. You can just do what you want."
Wan Yiyao waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew Wang Yuan away and back to the cliff. All this made Wang Yuan feel unrealistic and happened too fast.
"Forget it, it's useless even if I ask everyone about what Qian Jiuyu doesn't want me to know." After thinking about this, Wang Yuan would not think about it any more. He looked far away and pondered for a moment.
, returned to the peach petals.
In the early morning, all the monks gathered here. The palace master sat under the canopy and said to everyone: "This is the end of the birthday banquet. All fellow Taoists, please go back to your places."
Immediately, countless peach blossom petals flew out from the entire Pink Pink Palace and fell at the feet of every monk, including Wang Yuan. These peach blossoms turned into a vast river, and the monks took advantage of this to leave the coveted place of the Pink Pink Palace one by one.
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Subsequently, the formation of the Red Pink Palace was activated, filled with pink mist, completely hiding the Red Pink Palace. Even if the old monster in the Dacheng stage tried to search with his tyrannical consciousness, he could not find even a shadow.
The mountain gate has been closed, and the birthday party of Qian Jiuyu, the first person in Dongsheng Shenzhou, has finally come to an end.
Many major events occurred at this event, and the first one was undoubtedly the ownership of the top master of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Qian Jiuyu used her overwhelming strength to repel the three masters of the Yuqing sect who came to disrupt the banquet. From then on, Hongfen Palace's low position was unshakable, and everyone respected it, including the demon monks.
They were all elated.
From this, all the monks also know that the fiercest war is about to begin, which should be initiated by the immortal path and a head-on collision with the three paths of demons and demons.
In this era, the Immortal Way is dying day by day, and the Three Ways of Devils and Demons are gradually emerging. The monks of the Immortal Way have also noticed that if they don't take some measures to fight to the death with the Three Ways of Devils and Demons, they may be baptized by the years and pass away in the long river of time.
Every time there is a war, outstanding monks will emerge, and their fame will be accumulated at that time, making all monks yearn for and look forward to them.
Therefore, the monks who come to pay their respects all know that if they want to stand out in this battle, they must have stronger strength. When it comes to strength, they will inevitably want to take shortcuts, and this shortcut is to plunder the mobile treasure house!
Wang Yuan not only stole the show at this birthday banquet, but also established his fierce reputation in Gu Aolai's country and became the number one person in the Dongxu stage. Even the monks in the Dongxu Dzogchen realm are not his.
rival.
Wang Yuan's reputation will be spread, and even Buddhist cultivators will know that there is such a number one person, who is deeply appreciated by the number one master in Dongsheng Shenzhou. His talent is righteous, his talent is brilliant, and he will be prosperous in the future.
As long as you don't die, becoming a master of transcending the tribulation period is a nail-biter, but there is an exception to everything.
Wang Yuan doesn't care about reputation, but there are monks who do.
The big river paved with peach blossom petals is sent out and falls to the ground. Here, there are thousands of green mountains and peach trees. However, a chilling air envelopes here, and the wind contains coldness, which makes some people with low cultivation feel uncomfortable.
The tall monk shuddered and unconsciously cast his eyes on Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan seemed to be standing in the middle of the crowd, being looked at with malicious eyes. Looking at him over and over again, he was like a little lamb, and the other monks were like hungry wolves.
"The will of the Yuqing Sect still plays a big role. As long as they kill me, great fortune and great luck will belong to them." Wang Yuan looked around, not timid, and full of fighting spirit.
Susu...
The peach trees were blown by the breeze, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the sky was clear, like a sea surface.
Wang Yuan felt that the surrounding space had been blocked. Some of these monks knew that he had learned escape techniques such as shrinking to an inch, so they cut off Wang Yuan's way of survival first.
If the enemy doesn't move, I will move!
Wang Yuan will never neglect, rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to fight vigorously. Moreover, he has a life-saving thing given to him by the old Taoist priest. If he takes it out at the most critical moment, it can also play a surprising role in winning.
With a long roar, the soul-breaking disk buzzed out and suddenly turned into a giant wheel. Pieces of sea of fire flew out, covering hundreds of miles around in an instant. The strong thunder and fire burned some monks who could not resist it to ashes.
, suffered numerous casualties, and was caught off guard by Wang Yuan!
"kill!"
"Can't let him escape, kill him!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
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The crowd was densely packed, with magic weapons, divine flowers, clouds and dragons mixed in. There were monks in the Dongxu stage who wanted to fish in troubled waters, there were also some insidious old monsters in the Kongming stage who were grinning ferociously, and even some Dacheng stage old monsters stood in the air and looked coldly at all this.
Some monks teamed up to set up formations to stop Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan's whole body was flashing with light, stepping on the void, and his powerful body directly bumped into it, immediately smashing the formations into pieces, and he was flying frantically among the monks, so
Wherever it passed, plasma rolled and minced flesh flew everywhere. The Soul-Severing Disk cut into the monks eagerly, and then continued to cut off the soul.
A golden stick followed Wang Yuan Wang Yuan, like a golden tail, leaving a long trace in the air. Zhiyang Zhigang's aura locked on the monks within a few miles, and the stick shadows flew out all over the sky, and the sticks shot in unison.
, immediately smashed them to death, and even some monks in the early stage of Kong Ming were repelled.
Wang Yuan's body rumbled, and he easily withstood the force of the shock. The spell in his hand was like electricity. When he wielded it, various changes would occur in the sky. As time went by, a single spell could take away a group of monks and let them go.
Regret came to encircle and suppress Wang Yuan.
"The great hand seal that seizes the sky!" Wang Yuan shouted loudly, smashed a monk's head with one punch, raised his palm, condensed his surging power, and slammed it into the crowd, and slapped it down!!
Bang bang bang!
A palm turned the sky, the space collapsed, and a huge palm print remained in the air for a long time. Not a single monk's body was intact. In an instant, the mountains turned into a hell of Shura.
"Hmph, I'm in front of you, can you walk over?" An old man with the Dzogchen Dzogchen didn't believe that Wang Yuan could dominate the realm of Dongxu, so he flew out, holding a spine in his hand like a rope.
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"Bones and ropes!" The old man threw the rope, and the rope twisted like a backbone and whizzed towards Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan roared wildly, and the thunder talisman was launched, and instantly spit out a thick thunderbolt, roaring in the air, like a thunder dragon coming into the world, the thunder rolled in the air, covering up all sounds!
The Thunder Dragon was entangled with the bone rope. The Thunder Dragon opened its huge mouth and spit out thunder, submerging the bone rope. The owner of the bone rope, the old man, instantly spurted blood from his mouth, his eyes widened, and he quickly retreated.
After the thunder dissipated, Wang Yuan quickly grabbed the bone rope, threw it into the storage bag without looking, and continued to use Ghost Shadow to fly towards the sky. If Lian Zhan was blocked by an old monster, that would be a big deal.
This battle proved Wang Yuan's strength and made the monks in the Dongxu stage slow down their pursuit.
"Want to run away!? You will die!" Twelve disciples of a sect formed a zodiac formation. Each of them was only in the late stage of Dongxu, but after forming the formation, they had the strength to compete with the old monsters in the early stage of Kongming!
This aura was very terrifying. Wang Yuan's expression changed. He was surrounded by body-protecting aura, and the devil's clone's powerful physical body was lurking in his body. As soon as the cave opened, the blood-evil aura instantly burst out, within a few hundred feet of Wang Yuan's body.
They are all a blood mass, and he also holds a thick oval-shaped magic weapon in his hand. In fact, it is a red-blooded magic sword. It is just that after absorbing a lot of blood, the evil spirit is too heavy and the evil spirit cannot be dissipated, which is why this scene happened.
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The moment he held this huge oval-shaped magic weapon, Wang Yuan screamed loudly, and his right hand instantly turned into a withered hand, with withered claws, and the furry "Vajra Powerful Hand" also merged into his right hand. It looked like Wang Yuan's right hand drummed
Got up.
Like a devil's hand that covers the sky, he slashed down with a sword and struck at the formation composed of twelve monks!
Puff puff!
This sword produced a huge blood glow, which looked like the blood glow struck twelve people. Wang Yuan roared repeatedly, and the power in his right hand continued to spurt out. The tyrannical power penetrated the space, and the huge blood glow burst out fiercely.
Shoot in all directions!
"Ahhh!"
"Ah!"
Twelve monks were struck by this sword and suffered an extermination blow. They were violently split into countless pieces by the Red Blood Demonic Sword and scattered in the air. However, the aftermath of this sword continued to spread in all directions, swallowing up many monks.
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Wang Yuan frowned. The twelve people had the strength of Kong Ming in the early stage. Although they were not in the real Kong Ming realm, they were still much stronger than Dongxu Dzogchen. Wang Yuan was injured by this sword.
It is also a beginning.
After being blocked by these twelve people for such a period of time, the blood path Wang Yuan had made was filled by monks again. Those old monsters finally arrived. They were greedy and disdainful of Wang Yuan's cultivation. What mattered to them was
It is the potential destiny of Wang Yuan.
Zhixuan, Hui Ben, Yu Huafei, Xuan Tianlan and others were all watching this battle. Hui Ben had already lost his temper and wanted to help Wang Yuan, but was suppressed by Zhixuan and shook his head.
The monks who had some friendship with Wang Yuan did not take action, but they also did not help. Wang Yuan was alone, fighting the world alone.
Prove the Tao with force and turn Jiuyou into a demon!