Chapter 65: The East Strikes
The lower the cultivation, the more obvious the effect of the elixir will naturally be.
Song Yunbo was amazed at this scene, and the pill appeared in Zhuo Yue's hand almost out of thin air, which was breathtaking.
Suddenly, the air suddenly stopped, and two people stood in the doorway, one of them with a body wider than the door, and with one kick trampled the newly formed evil puppet into flesh.
"It's out. Dongfang's eyes narrowed, and he watched them quietly.
"I didn't expect it to be a mid-stage spirit gathering, I really don't know if I overestimated or underestimated you. Gu Chen wanted to enter the room with his fat body on his head. However, the stomach is too big, and it can't be stuck on the door frame. His stomach flicked slightly, the entire wall exploded, rubble flew everywhere, and a piece landed right on the unconscious Fang Miao's head, splashing blood.
"You already found out who I am?" Zhuo Yue asked.
"We're not stupid, hiding one naturally has a second one, I thought you were in the foundation building period, but I didn't expect it to be in the middle stage of gathering spirits. Gu Chen looked at the group of people in the room, his gaze lingered on Dongfang slightly, and he didn't find anything abnormal.
"Alright, the cat's paw and mouse are playing about the same, the nourishment of the Golden Spirit has just run out, so I will lend your life to speed up. Gu Chen stretched out his hand to grab Zhuo Yue, and Song Yunbo and Zeng Youwei overcame their fear and tried to stop them, but they were bounced away.
"Don't worry, you'll end up the same. β
"Yunbo"
Yan Yumeng shouted and wanted to rush to his side, but he couldn't move at all under the pressure of the momentum of the foundation building monk.
Song Yunbo and Zeng Youwei crashed into the wall and lost consciousness, but they were still breathing.
Bazihu leaned in front of the door and watched Gu Chen's movements, and at the same time, he was also preventing the steady stream of evil puppets from entering the room. The Golden Spirits or the Unclaimed will attack them together.
There were two half-palm-sized balls of light suspended on his shoulders to the left and right, and under the control of his divine sense, the balls of light shot out, passing through the evil puppets with great force, but whenever they came into contact with the ball of light, their flesh and blood would melt.
"The evil qi has spread to the fourteenth layer, and even we will be eroded if we don't hurry up, its strength at this time should not be underestimated, even if it is in the foundation building period, we must resist it with all our strength. Bazihu was dissatisfied with Gu Chen's procrastination, and urged in a voice.
"Got it. After waving his hand to fly Zeng Youwei and Song Yunbo, Gu Chen grabbed Zhuo Yue again.
In the face of the attacking big hand, Zhuo Yue had the heart to resist, but he was seriously injured, and the sword qi from the Heaven and Earth Sword almost exhausted his aura, and he could only watch this thick palm fall on him.
A stream of spiritual power emerged from Gu Chen's palm and entered his body, turning into a ring shape and clasping it outside Zhuo Yue's dantian, where the aura was running.
Zhuo Yue felt a weakening of his body, and the only remaining aura lurked in the dantian uncontrolled, and even forcibly mobilizing the aura would cause a tearing pain. Provoked by this sharp pain, he almost fainted, gritted his teeth and forcibly endured the aura in the dantian, and did not dare to act rashly.
"You'd better not move, the taste of this forbidden secret method is not pleasant, why bother to suffer before you die?" Gu Chenle said, pulling Zhuo Yue's collar and leaving.
The purpose of their appearance was to use Zhuo Yue's body to feed the Golden Evil Spirit, as for the remaining few mortals who had other uses, the evil qi would soon spread here, and in the end, it would be a result.
It has been more than ten hours since the opening of the Great Array, and if it is delayed, there is a danger of being discovered by the Monks Bureau. It's not that they don't want to arrest everyone in the first place for the Golden Evil Spirit to absorb, but the negative emotions of these mortals, the evil aura that comes out of cannibalism, and resentment is its best nourishment.
The Golden Spirit took shape much earlier than they expected, and the madness among mortals can be said to have played a huge role.
If it weren't for the puppets of the Foundation Building Period who forced Zhuo Yue out, they actually planned to sit back and wait for these surviving mortals to be eroded by the evil qi and manipulate their minds, and then kill each other.
At this time, a trace of black mist quietly filled the entire room, and the evil aura spread to the fifteenth floor at this time.
"What smell?" Jiang Mengying, who was nervously looking at Zhuo Yue and Gu Chen, wrinkled her nose in confusion, the air suddenly became very viscous, and there was a strange smell of blood.
The concentration of the evil qi was so high that all the mortals present felt it, and the two little girls suddenly coughed violently, and blood oozed from their eyes and ears. Yan Yumeng hurriedly hugged someone to stop the bleeding for her, but soon even their pores were bursting with tiny beads of blood.
A little girl suddenly grabbed Yan Yumeng's neck with all her frenzies, and shouted loudly: "I don't want to die, I'm still young, why do I have to go through these things, why?"
Yan Yumeng was pinched by her, her head swayed up and down with the girl's shaking hands, and the whites of her eyes were revealed.
Song Yunbo lay on the ground and screamed in pain, but his body couldn't stand up, tears poured out, and the casual wave of the monk in the foundation building period was what the two of them mortals could bear, and the bones in his body were broken I don't know how much.
At the moment of life and death, Zhang Hanhan rushed out and kicked the little girl off Yan Yumeng's body. Then he raised his fist and smashed it into her face with a tireless punch, instantly blurring the little girl's flesh and blood.
Zhang Hanhan's eyes were full of madness, and he was obviously also affected by the evil spirit.
The little girl who was beaten convulsed a few times, and the hands that fought back lost strength and hung to the ground, dying.
But soon, her body began to swing again, violently pushing Zhang Hanhan away from her stomach, slowly turning over and prostrate on the ground, she became a demonic puppet.
Except for Song Yunbo and Zeng Youwei, who were incapacitated, everyone else in the room was controlled by evil qi, and they scuffled together violently, and their mouths were full of abuse, as if they wanted to vent their endless resentment.
Zhuo Yue looked at this scene and sighed deeply, even he was about to become the nourishment of that bullshit golden spirit.
Gu Chen and Bazihu no longer stayed, and there was a layer of protective spiritual power outside their bodies, and the black mist invisible to mortals instantly wrapped the spiritual power shield of the two. The spiritual shield sizzled, which was a reaction to being corroded by evil qi again.
"Hurry up and send him underground. Bazi Hu said in a deep voice, and at the moment when he finished speaking, his face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Be careful." β
But his reminder was too late, and the Gu Chen, who was carrying Zhuo Yue, was stunned, and a majestic spiritual power behind his head was close to him, and it was impossible to hide.
"Brother Jindan. β
Before he could say this sentence in his heart, Gu Chen's exaggerated fat body flew upside down, smashed all the walls and flew out of the hotel, and then was teleported to a corner, life and death are unknown.
It was Dongfang who made the move, and with the Jindan period cultivation as an all-out sneak attack on a foundation building period monk, the chances of Gu Chen surviving were very slim.
With a successful blow, Dongfang did not stop at all, and the volley flew out in the blink of an eye and appeared in front of the mustache, and the momentum was like a bamboo.
The destructive power of this kick was exaggerated, and a huge hole appeared in the ground on the fifteenth floor, followed by the fourteenth floor, and then the thirteenth floor...... It is bottomless, and it seems to go straight underground.
Feeling the power of the Jindan monk up close again, Zhuo Yue was still shocked, the cultivation of the East is estimated to be not much inferior to Bai Qing, at least it is above the middle stage of Jindan.
After the attack, with the east as the center, a huge spiritual power shield was condensed to cover the room, and all the black mist was squeezed out.
The evil spirit was expelled, and the people who fell into madness gradually calmed down, Zhang Hanhan recalled what had just happened, holding his head and grabbing his hair, curled up in the corner and cried, muttering: "I killed someone... I killed someone. β
Yan Yumeng hugged her sadly, but she didn't know how to comfort her.
Zhuo Yue thought that this was the end of the matter, and the next thing was to wait for the formation to be broken, but when he turned his head to look, he found that Dongfang was solemn, staring at the big pit and silent.
"Dongfang senior?" Zhuo Yue shouted. The forbidden secret method on his body has not yet been unlocked, not only can he not beat the aura, but the power of his divine consciousness has also been suppressed.
"Look, I'll just say that if you dare to make such a mess, it's impossible not to be prepared for it. Dongfang shrugged and touched his forehead.
Zhuo Yue was startled, the ground outside the room suddenly collapsed, and a black shadow jumped out from below, it was the mustache.
"No way. Zhuo Yue saw clearly, Dongfang's kick, this person definitely did not dodge, and he suffered a blow from Brother Jindan's full strength, and his clothes were not even damaged.
"It's another high-grade spiritual artifact, and it really makes my eyes red. Since then, the high-grade spiritual weapon has also become a rotten street. Dongfang complained. They are all rich people, and a high-grade spiritual weapon is worth at least 10 million spirit stones.
Only then did Zhuo Yue notice that there was something like a turtle shell on the top of his head, which should be the one who blocked Dongfang's attack for him. With the cultivation of foundation building perfection, it is not a big problem to use a high-grade spiritual weapon to block the attacks of the Jindan period a few times.
"The seniors are kind-hearted, and it's shameless to endure for so long to sneak attack me and other juniors. The mustache said fiercely. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to sacrifice this high-grade spiritual weapon, Canghai Tortoise Shell, which was refined from the demon tortoise carapace containing the true dragon's bloodline, he would have ended up the same as Gu Chen.
"Haha, you are allowed to set up a formation to harm others? Besides, you have to blame yourself for bringing Uncle Dongfang in. Dongfang laughed.
"It's our fault on this, but I advise you not to make trouble for yourself. The good thing that spoils us is not something that you and the sect behind you can bear. Bazi Hu forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart, and said calmly.
"Yo, scare your uncle, aren't you afraid that I'm from the Monks' Bureau?" Dongfang stretched out his foot, moved the sofa under his buttocks, and sat down heavily and lifted Erlang's legs.
"There is no one as obscene as you in the Monks' Bureau. Bazihu sneered, how could the monks of the Monks Bureau sit back and watch so many mortals die, they will definitely find them as soon as possible.
"Ha ......" this time it was Zhuo Yue who laughed.
Dongfang squinted at him, which immediately stopped his smile and said, "Sorry, I didn't hold back." β
"This high-grade spiritual weapon is your backhand, you won't be naΓ―ve, thinking that you can stop me with this, right?" Dongfang didn't care about his ridicule, he naturally didn't care about other people's eyes.
"Hmph, I'm afraid you'll die. β