Chapter 282: A Palm
"It's not good, I can't resist it!"
The moment he saw the axe light appear, Yu Wutong immediately understood in his heart that the Ten Thousand Ghost Lingqi was afraid that he would not be able to stop Xiao Yanran's axe, and a trace of ruthlessness could not help but appear in his eyes.
"Three elders, you can go with confidence, I will definitely avenge you."
Before the words fell, Yu Wutong seized the opportunity and instantly used "Ten Thousand Ghosts Flying Shadow", the thoughts of the soul burned sharply, and the whole person turned into a black light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This made the ghosts and immortals present disappear as soon as they wanted to chase them, and even Xiao Anran, who used the Yuanyang giant axe, was a little unexpected, but he didn't expect Yu Wutong to be so decisive.
"Yu Wu Hitomi!"
I saw that the axe light flashed, and the three Witch Ghost Dao elders who were substituted for the dead ghosts only had time to let out a resentful shout, and they were directly split in half by the huge Yuanyang Giant Axe and the black qi of the body's peripheral defense, and the thoughts of the divine soul were all slashed away, and there was nothing left.
"Click, click......"
With the crisp cracking sound, the Supreme Treasure Ten Thousand Ghost Order Banner of the Witch Ghost Dao was suddenly covered with cobweb-like cracks, and then the broken Ten Thousand Ghost Order Flag fell to the ground, motionless, and there was no trace of the monstrous appearance of the previous demonic energy.
"Damn, it fell short, and I actually let Yu Wutong run away!"
At this time, after using the Yuanyang Dao's secret method Yuanyang Giant Axe, Xiao Anran's soul power and even qi and blood had been exhausted, and the whole person collapsed to the ground, unable to move at all, and barely had the strength to speak.
Seeing this, Zhang Boheng, the chief manager next to him, hurriedly took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, opened the lid and sniffed it for Xiao Yiran on the ground.
At the same time, he vigilantly looked at the few ghosts and immortals of the rest of the forces, just in case.
Between a few breaths, I saw Xiao Diran, who was lying on the ground unable to move, his pale face obviously recovered a little blood, and the whole person sat up directly.
At this time, the Condor King, one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, who is now a subordinate of the champion Hou, suddenly said: "The wilderness is boundless, now that Yu Wutong has run away, it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find him again, and the top priority is to help Hou Ye kill the Jingren monk first." ”
Xiao Anran and Zhang Baiheng were originally called by Champion Hou to help, and the three of them quickly reached a consensus and were ready to help Champion Hou besiege and kill the Jingren monk together.
At the same time, the Xuantian Pavilion's Nalan Yanluo and Nalan Skeletons, Xing Yuxian, the daughter of the Peacock King, one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, and Bi Shihua, the black wolf king, one of the eight great demon ancestors in the world, also reached a consensus, gave up the Qiankun cloth bag, first besieged and killed Hou Yang'an, the biggest enemy of the Yunmeng Empire, and cut off Daqian's arm.
The atmosphere suddenly froze, both sides looked at each other vigilantly, and just when the melee was about to break out, an angry shout suddenly came from afar: "Yu Wutong, leave the Qiankun cloth bag, spare you from death." ”
Everyone present suddenly looked at the words, only to see a black light fleeing towards this side, and a blood-colored cloud behind it was chasing after it.
The blood-colored clouds exuded bursts of pure yang power, and it seemed that he was a master of thunder tribulation.
The black light is obviously the Yu black pupil that uses the flying shadow of ten thousand ghosts, and the blood-colored cloud light is the essence blood heavenly light escape method of the Jingyuan Temple.
Looking at it like this, Yu Wutong was blocked by the master of Jingyuan Temple on the way, so that he was invincible, and he could only flee back in desperation.
Only by muddying the waters can he have a glimmer of life.
As for what Yu Wutong's plan is, all the ghosts and immortals present can guess every simple and instantaneous.
And as outsiders guessed, Yu Wutong was very annoyed now, and when he just escaped from the encirclement, he thought that the sky would be high from now on.
Although he was the only one left to die, as long as the Qiankun cloth bag was still in his hand, he could rely on the wealth inside to make a comeback and rebuild a more powerful Witch Ghost Dao.
However, what Yu Wutong didn't expect was that the sage Yuan Tu of the Jingyuan Temple was actually ambushed on his way to escape, facing a ghost immortal who had survived the second thunder tribulation, and a ghost immortal who had not survived the thunder tribulation was not an opponent at all.
What's more, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flying Shadow Escape Method is launched with the idea of burning the divine soul, and there is always a time for him to stop.
You can't beat it, you can't run away.
As for the sage Tu Yuan's mouth to hand over the Qiankun cloth bag and let himself go, Yu Wutong didn't believe it at all.
So Yu Wutong had no choice but to flee back, and then take advantage of the crowd to mess up the situation, so that he could have a glimmer of life.
Seeing that Yu Wutong suddenly fled back with the Qiankun cloth bag, the originally tense situation eased down in an instant.
Seeing that the black light was getting closer and closer, all the ghosts and immortals present were also ready to go.
And at this moment, a huge palm wrapped around the nine-colored brilliance tore through the space without warning, and instantly grabbed the black light that Yu Wu's pupil turned into his hand, and then saw Hong Yi flying out with the temples following behind.
In the next second, the giant palm wrapped around the nine-colored brilliance spread out, and Yu Wutong, who had lost consciousness, lay in the palm of his palm, motionless.
I saw Hong Yi stretch out his hand, and the Qiankun cloth bag suddenly flew into his hand, and then he saw the huge palm clenched into a fist violently, and the Yu Wu pupil in the palm of his hand suddenly turned into powder, and then flowed down the fingers.
Whether it was from the beginning when the vacuum big handprint tore through the space or until Yu Wutong's pupils were crushed into powder, everyone present always stood in place, not daring to move at all, and even the champion Hou and Jingren monks, who were fighting not far away, tacitly stopped fighting.
"Shattered Void, Six Thunder Tribulations!"
For the nine-colored giant palm that had just appeared in the torn space, everyone present clearly understood what it meant.
At this time, Hong Yi stood on top of the Hall of All Living Beings in a dragon robe, holding a Qiankun cloth bag in his hand, looking at the people present with a calm face, and did not speak.
"Your Majesty!"
At this time, Xiao Anran of Fang Xiandao and Zhang Baiheng, the chief manager of Zhengyi, knelt down to Hong Yi at the same time.
Hong Yi didn't pay attention to the two kneeling on the ground, but looked at the champion Hou who was not far away, and asked in a cold voice: "Yang An, why am you undefeated when you see me, do you want to rebel?" ”
Before the words fell, a cold killing intent roared out, as if to freeze the space around him.
At this time, Xiao Anran and Zhang Baiheng, who were kneeling on the ground, suddenly buried their heads deeper, and as for the champion Hou's subordinate Condor King, they didn't dare to come out with one.
I saw that Yang An's face was ugly, and the anger in his eyes was looming, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he knelt down with a sad and angry face and said, "Minister Yang An, I have seen Your Majesty." ”
Seeing this, a hint of pity flashed in Hong Yi's eyes, but he didn't respond, but looked at the ghosts and immortals outside the Daqian forces.
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