Yu Yuanhai Chapter 98 Sorrowful Temple (2)

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"Yo, Emperor Xuan's Treasure!Disciple, what is in this box, and how did you get it?" asked Yuxian Zhenren with a face full of incredulity, staring at Yu Wenlei.

Only then did Yu Wenlei see that the object that had just fallen from his arms was the purple long box that he had accidentally obtained in the cave a few months ago. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to take the box and said, "Master, the apprentice just wanted to ask you about the spiritual weapon in this box, but he forgot it on the way, and it contained ......."

At this moment, there was a loud bang in the courtyard, which interrupted the conversation between the two at once. Yu Wenlei and Master both turned their heads to look down, it turned out that it was Lu Yan's rock falling technique, and finally a real rock landed, which not only smashed a big hole on the ground, but also shocked everyone to retreat.

And the slightly younger woman in the purple shirt was really a big one, and after avoiding several illusory rocks one after another, she actually took it lightly and stopped dodging, but she was smashed all of a sudden, screamed on the spot, and then died.

The scream was like a whip in her heart, and the yew woman known as Senior Sister saw that her senior sister had died so miserably, and she rushed forward like she couldn't care about other crazy people for a while, and she picked up the body of her senior sister and retreated sharply, she wanted to break through the siege and escape from the hospital.

"Where to escape!" Lu Yan was unforgiving, he shouted, and then made a spell mark with one hand, only to see that in mid-air, two or three rocks that had not yet fallen suddenly gathered together, turning into a whole rock, and the rock fell suddenly from the air, the size of a grinding disc.

He followed and stepped forward with a wave of his hands, and saw that the big stone actually turned around in the fall, drew an arc in the air, and pursued the purple-shirted woman.

Seeing this, the disciples of Chongyang Guan dodged away one after another and hid aside, for fear of being hurt by the rocks. Yu Wenlei stood on a high place and saw clearly, he was also taken aback when he saw it, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Lu can actually merge the scattered rocks into one, I really don't know if he has such ability, but I am just curious about whether this gathered big stone is physical or illusory?"

Yuxian Zhenren heard it clearly, and replied: "Fool, even if you know that the rock is illusory, but looking at its overwhelming momentum, who will have the courage to stand still and be smashed by it, you must subconsciously dodge and dodge."

But the woman was tied to a dead corpse, and her movement was extremely inconvenient, whether she hid or not, it seemed that she was dead, and now if she wanted to live, she had to abandon her pawn to protect the handsome, leaving her sister's corpse and escaping alone. Alas, I didn't expect you to be such a ruthless person!"

Yu Wenlei's face turned red, and he argued: "Although my senior brother is a little proud and conceited on weekdays, but he was not what he is today, I don't think these two women are stubborn and resistant, maybe they won't ......" Speaking of this, he watched the big stone in front of him fly violently towards the purple-shirted woman, knowing that a tragic situation was about to happen, and he couldn't say it anymore.

The retreat behind her was blocked, and a boulder was smashed in front of her, and the yew woman had no way to avoid it, so she could only stand in place and close her eyes and wait for death. At this decisive moment, the death of the condemned life was between the snap of a finger, and a red silk flew over the heads of everyone in the courtyard, and the red silk scorched and flashed in the firelight, and the sound of whirring through the air caught up with the rock in an instant, and it was wrapped up at once.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and the person who helped was Zhao Lingwei outside the court. Zhao Lingwei didn't want to meddle in things, so she let them fight to the death, and she was secretly happy that Lu Yan could get rid of these two troubles for herself.

But when she saw that the yew woman would rather be hit by a boulder than abandon her sister's body and flee, she couldn't help but feel pity and didn't want her to die here, so she couldn't wait to help.

The incident happened suddenly, although Zhao Lingwei hurriedly used the Spirit Treasure to cover the moon and roll the rock, but she didn't have time to arrange another spell, and the rock was very large after all, due to inertia, she was dragged and staggered forward for several steps before barely stopping her figure.

Dongfang Miao knew her future sister-in-law's temperament, and even more knew how good she was, how much she was fine, and knew that she wouldn't last long, so she hurriedly rushed to the purple-shirted woman in the field and shouted: "Don't run away quickly, my sister won't last much time for you."

Also, the two of us really didn't steal any artifact immortal treasures in your sect, so don't listen to the instigation of others and chase us all the way. ”

The woman in the purple shirt wanted to close her eyes and wait for death, but she saw that the rock flying towards her was trapped by Zhao Lingwei with red silk and lay in front of her.

She paused slightly, and was not in a hurry to get out, but she calmly dealt with it, put life and death out of the way, and shouted loudly: "You all claim to be the authentic sect of the Xuanmen, but not only did you steal the holy relics in my sect, but now you are killing my junior sister, and now you want to save me in a pretend." It seems that the man was right, you are all sanctimonious despicables, hypocrites. Hmph, hmph!"

She snorted a few times, and suddenly raised her arm and threw the sword in her hand towards Lu Yan quickly, and saw that the sword was like a firework in the night sky, and with a bang, it turned into several slender poisonous snakes, and the poisonous snakes opened their mouths one by one, spit out their cores, and pounced viciously towards the enemy.

Yu Wenlei had seen Cuiyu's mother-in-law use a similar secret technique of their Imperial Immortal Sect at the helm of the Tianwang Pavilion, but at that time, the mother-in-law spit out a talisman from her mouth to turn into a snake, but this woman turned into a snake with a blade, although the techniques were slightly different, but they all wanted to surprise and achieve the goal of controlling the enemy to death.

Lu Yan was at the stall of the spell, and he couldn't withdraw from it, so he shouted at the disciples left and right: "Stop these beasts!"

The two active disciples next to him didn't wait for Lu Yan's orders, they had already rushed in front of him, waved the weapon in their hands, and slashed the poisonous snake into several pieces, and fell to the ground one after another.

Seeing this, Lu Yan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a large amount of purple smoke suddenly emerge from the fragmented body of the poisonous snake on the ground. His expression changed suddenly, and he shouted, "It's not good, it's poisonous smoke!" and he couldn't care about casting the spell anymore, and jumped away behind the two disciples.

Seeing this, the rest of the disciples also covered their noses with their sleeves, and all of them retreated and avoided it. The big rock in the air lacked the control of Lu Yan's spell seal, and the force was also unloaded. Zhao Lingwei took advantage of the situation to dance Changling, wrapped up the rock and threw it aside.

Then I heard a loud bang, and the rock was smashing into the corner of the main hall, and the pillars of the corridor were severely damaged, and they suddenly broke from it with a click. The main hall collapsed in an instant without the support of the heavy support, and for a time the rubble flew sideways and the rafters scattered. The dust raised immediately filled the entire courtyard, and the other rafter pillars followed by the temple beams could not bear the residual force, and kept making a breaking sound.

Zhao Lingwei took advantage of everyone's distraction to take back the spirit treasure, then pulled Dongfang Miao's sleeve, and said in a clear voice: "Sister Miao, let's get out of here quickly, it's been so long, I guess the master is already waiting for us outside the temple." After speaking, he pulled Dongfang Miao and turned around to leave.

Hearing Zhao Lingwei's voice behind him, Lu Yanfang came back to his senses at this time, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation, turned around angrily and pointed at Zhao Lingwei and shouted: "You destroyed my city lord's temple and palace, but you still want to leave?

At this time, Yu Wenlei was already standing on the wall and saw clearly, he saw that his senior brother was indeed angry at first, but then his voice gradually weakened, and his tone seemed to have eased a lot.

In the end, he actually changed to a normal tone and said: "No matter what, the two girls of Youlao will go with me to meet the fifth senior brother of my family, he is in charge of the defense of Jinwu City, and everything in this matter must be left to him." But don't worry, I will intercede with the girl in front of my senior brother and open up for you. ”

When Yu Wenlei heard the end, he actually felt that not only was there no anger in his senior brother's tone, but there was also a hint of showing off, and even his face returned to normal.

I saw Zhao Lingwei twist her waist lightly, smiled, and said mischievously: "Except for my younger brother, I am not rare in your Chongyang Temple, why should I go with you to see him." After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Lu Yan on the spot, not knowing what to do for a while.

Zhao Lingwei walked a few steps, and suddenly remembered something. Turning around, he asked, "By the way, what's the name of your fifth senior brother?"

Lu Yan hurriedly clenched his fists and replied: "Back girl, my fifth senior brother's surname is Luan, and his name is based on his name." Dare to ask if the brother in the girl's mouth is my inner disciple of Chongyang Guan?"

Zhao Lingwei snorted, didn't reply to him, just said to herself: "Luan, I haven't heard of it." Since it's not him, Sister Miao, let's go. ”

"I want to go! Hmph, none of you want to leave here! I will let you all bury my junior sister and go to hell with her!" the purple-shirted woman hugged her junior sister's body with one hand and screamed in a miserable voice.

She had already thrown out the talisman sword, so she took out three or five talismans from her arms with her free hand, bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the talisman, and then stuffed it into her mouth without looking at it, and swallowed it with a clattering of her neck.

Her continuous movements were so fast that everyone was stunned, and they didn't know what she was going to do next.

After all, Yuxian Zhenren is scheming and well-informed, he took a look at it and saw the clues, and suddenly his face showed a panicked state, he couldn't care about hiding anymore, and hurriedly shouted into the courtyard: "Wei'er, Dongfang girl, get out of there quickly, she is the forbidden technique 'Lan Ai Burning' in southern Xinjiang, the purpose is to burn all your jade and die together." ”

Zhao Lingwei suddenly heard the master's reminder, knowing that his old man had arrived, and the person was approaching, she couldn't help but be overjoyed, turned her head to look around, and couldn't help shouting: "Master, where are you? Please show up quickly." Did my brother come with you?"

Yu Wenlei stared at the purple-shirted woman intently, and suddenly saw that her seven orifices were clear, like a firelight, and wisps of white smoke kept coming out of her nostrils, and the whole person seemed to be burning, and she looked like she had an indescribable weirdness.

He hurriedly turned his head and asked, "Master, you just said that her technique is called 'Lan Ai Tong Burn', it seems that it must be a fire-attribute spell?"

Yuxian Zhenren anxiously stamped his feet and replied: "That's right, this 'Lan Ai Tong Burning' is indeed a forbidden technique of the fire attribute. It uses the caster himself as a medium to burn the caster's body, and then burn everything around it, in order to achieve the goal of ending up with the enemy.

However, the power of this technique depends entirely on the strength of the caster's spiritual power, and it is said that people with extremely strong spiritual power will not be weaker than the 'Shura Karma Fire Technique' that the spiritual weapon master is good at. I think that although her qualifications are mediocre, she is also a maid of illusion after all, so she can't really bury these people together!"

On that day in the Jinguang Temple, Yu Wenlei had seen the power of Shura's fire technique. He knew that the matter was serious, and hurriedly said to Yuxian Zhenren: "Master, I will go down to break her Laoshizi Fire Arson, and you will be responsible for picking up Senior Sister and the Oriental Girl." After saying that, he turned around and wanted to jump.

Yuxian Zhenren grabbed his cuffs and said worriedly: "Apprentice, are you sure you can break her 'Lan Ai Tong Burn'?" According to the teacher's opinion, it is best for us to leave quickly, and her technique can only be overcome by water spells or water attribute spirit treasures, do you know that these are not the master's expertise." ”

Yu Wenlei pulled out the seven-star sword from behind his back with a clatter, held it in his hand, nodded at the master and said: "Master, with our means, it is certainly easy to escape, but there are all disciples of my Chongyang Temple, I can't watch them be killed and not save them."

What's more, if the ancestral hall of the temple of the Golden Crow City Lord is destroyed by her, as the protector of the Golden Crow City, Chongyang Guan's face is not very good-looking, and he will definitely be condemned by the City Lord. Therefore, it is reasonable for the disciples to go through this experience. Master, don't worry, disciple is sure to win!"

After Yu Wenlei finished speaking, without waiting for the master's orders, he kicked the wall bricks with both feet and flew into the courtyard like a night owl.