Chapter 62: Evil Ways of Killing and Robbery Part 3
There were about a thousand people from the Left Dao Demon Gate who besieged Hanshan Temple, and they gradually split into three small groups during the year. The first batch is a group composed of scattered people, low-level sects in the immortal cultivation world, and some people who are alone and don't have much ability, they are surrounded outside the Hanshan Temple, and they are counting on taking advantage of the chaos to get lucky! This group of people has the largest number and the worst combat effectiveness, and there are many fools who have been fooled.
The second group was stationed in the village near Hanshan Temple. This group of people basically includes some famous lone travelers, some of the old devil's descendants and more powerful sects, their number is about 100 people, although the number is less than the previous batch of people, but in fact, they are the main force to attack the temple with a big grappling hand every day. The ones ahead are just cannon fodder.
Above the sky, twenty miles to the south, there was a stained cloud with seven or eight people standing on it. They were scattered and deliberately separated from each other. It was during the year of the siege of Hanshan Temple that some of the top figures of the side door and the demon gate gathered here. They are the third batch.
Thanks to Lu Yuan's disturbance of this realm's heavenly machine in Xiling, otherwise the number of people gathered here at this moment would probably be more than ten times more!
Although almost all of the people who came back this time were wearing hoods and black scarves. They can not speak without speaking, and the outside of their bodies is shrouded in a layer of spiritual power to prevent others from prying eyes, and eighty percent of them have also changed their physical appearance in their clothes, trying to hide their tracks as much as possible. But if he showed his skills a little, he was not under the dead White Bone God Monarch, so he was qualified to stand on this cloud and become a member of the Yellow Sparrow Group.
According to the red-haired ancestor's estimates. At most, only half of these are true cultists, and the rest are people like him who are usually both righteous and evil, and act freely. But in the face of millions of merits, they can't help but be unmoved! I can't say I'm going to rob once.
"That kid finally got out of the tortoise's shell!" Lu Yuan came out of Hanshan Temple. Everyone in Yuntou breathed a sigh of relief, and they all shouted and cursed.
Originally, according to Lu Yuan's calculations, one month happened to be the limit of the patience of these old demons. He never imagined that he would be in retreat for a whole year. As for how the dragon descended to stop these people for so long, the dragon was in a coma, and he couldn't "exchange information" now.
But I don't know that the reason why these people don't go in directly is completely because of the layer of golden light under the dragon descending cloth. There is also a majestic and profound atmosphere, which is like a heavenly majesty! It's like having the power of a certain bull fork to the extreme. I didn't say you couldn't go in, I didn't say that if anyone broke my circle, I would do something that even I was afraid of! I just drew a circle......
But stepping on horses is this circle, so that none of these evil giants dare to enter. That breath was too bullish. It can get to this extent. There are only about five or six people who have been recorded throughout the ages! By the way, if you sort it, long eyebrows can be ranked last. These people are all in heaven, and they remember... It's never a good thing.
Therefore, these old monsters would rather squat in the field and blow the wind for a whole year than use their hands - in the name of it, not cause and effect - not to be afraid! They looked at the miscellaneous soldiers who didn't know the truth with a smile, and bit by bit they ate away the ban on the temple. But when he saw that layer of golden light finally being broken, Lu Yuan actually came out by himself!
As soon as he came out, he was pleasantly surprised. It's a heavenly tribulation and a thunder sword, and it's very lively.
"Yuanzhu monk?! How did he be the one who crossed the robbery? "Harness the Heavens? Good idea! ”
"What a good idea. It's just sensationalism! A man in the cloud retorted. The man scoffed. "If he can suppress the Nineteen Heavenly Tribulations, can he still suppress the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations? What's more, there are also 39, 49, scattered immortal tribulations, earth immortal tribulations, countless calamities! Throughout the ages, if the Thunder Tribulation could be used by people, someone would have been famous for it a long time ago, how could it be his turn! The person who spoke obviously had a deep grudge against Lu Yuan.
"The head of the Shang Sect is serious, this Immortal Arhat monk still has some ways at least in swordsmanship." The red-haired ancestor said with a smile.
The man in black was revealed, and he immediately snorted coldly and stopped making a sound. The people around him looked at him quietly, since he was called the Shang Sect Master, it was naturally the Eastern Demon Sect Master, the Five Ghost Heavenly King Shang Heyang. If Lu Yuan hears it, he will definitely add a sentence - the famous-stirring stick in Shushan.
"What did I do when I went to this remote monastery as a monk of Yuanzhu, and it was actually cultivation? Hehe~ He's also a temporary cram? The people around him were a few face-saving words, and the red-haired ancestor continued to smile and said, "I said why there were people in the temple who survived." However, it took him a full year to build the foundation, which is a bit slow to say, and it is really a bit unworthy of the name to say that he is an immortal. Just now, the sect leader was too worried, and with his current qualifications, I'm afraid that twenty-nine is the limit. Three-nine-four-nine, hehe, still don't think about it. ”
The people present respected the red-haired earth fairy realm. When he said this, no one else objected. Only Shang Heyang listened harshly, clearly saying that Lu Yuan's twenty-nine was the limit, how could it sound like he was sarcastic that he couldn't see the forty-nine heavenly tribulation?!
While they were talking, Lu Yuan's circular magic weapon ambushed at the foot of the mountain was launched, and they strangled it layer by layer! The person in charge of the siege was the worst of the three batches, and in the face of the strangulation of the top-level treasure clutch Wuyun Gui, he was powerless to resist! There was a cry on the mountain, and countless people turned around and ran towards the temple at the top of the mountain. Clutch Gokumo Kei mercilessly circled the entire mountain, shrinking and spinning straight up, and everywhere he passed, there were pieces of flesh and bones everywhere, like a flesh mill of eighteen layers of hell!
"This monk is really murderous! No wonder it will attract the evil god thunder of Qingxiao. Venerable Poison Dragon said with emotion. Even with his current status, he wouldn't dare to kill those chaotic cultivators at will! Who knows whose disciple and whose relatives are hidden inside?! When the time comes, there will be endless troubles. Lu Yuan's killing was decisive, and he hurt the killer's style without speaking, which really frightened him greatly.
However, when the clutch Wuyun Gui was strangled to a third of the mountain, the red-haired ancestor, who felt that the number of weeds had almost died, and no more cannon fodder would be enough, suddenly said: "The way of heaven is constant, it's better to stop in moderation." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and patted it, and a huge red cloud slapped towards the hill! The next moment, the ring flew into the sky, collided with the big hand, and then rolled and flew back to Hanshan Temple.
*****
Outside Hanzanji Temple, the ring-shaped clutch Goun-kyu returns from the sky, as if a bright moon rises from behind the mountain. The bright and transparent ring is erected, and the crescent moon is steep and rippling, so vast that it occupies half of the cliff behind Hanshan Temple.
The bright moon hung above the sea of fire that submerged Hanshan Temple, and Lu Yuan stood on the edge of the crescent moon of Wuyun Gui, hundreds of feet above the ground, fluttering like a fairy.
Two more thunderbolts fell, and this time he actually spread out his hands and let the thunderbolts fall on his body. His whole body was lit up like a light bulb, but he endured it with a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying something.
Through a series of temptations just now, Lu Yuan has roughly estimated his position after building the foundation. These horse pawns surrounding the mountain, who could still slash and bite him in the street fighting, have basically become weeds now; As for those stationed in the small village, there is a big difference in strength, some have already achieved success, and some have just come out with the division commander to see the world. In general, one-on-one is no match for him, but the crowd tactics are still very effective; There are only the seven old monsters in the south, and the gap between the spiritual power depth and realm of the two sides is still a bit big, and building a foundation can't greatly shorten this gap.
To put it simply, Tsukiji allows him to crush the miscellaneous soldiers, but it is still useless to fight the boss. Just like the red-haired ancestor said, after all, it was only a nine-day tribulation.
If you use your sword and have the right tactical environment, you may be able to achieve one or two results...... But only if there are contradictions within the enemy, can they be broken individually. Sure enough, now is not the time for a decisive battle! Lu Yuan sighed, collected his thoughts, and carefully felt the transformation of the Heavenly Tribulation on his body. Forget it, let's focus on those weeds for the time being! When Lu Yuan's gaze looked at the bodies of those evil pawns, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
In fact, although they are both evil ways, those old monsters who have cultivated for thousands of years have done less harm to mortal society. After all, mortal society is too ordinary, so ordinary that there is nothing that these old monsters need; On the contrary, those scum who have just joined the Zuo Dao Sect and already have a power beyond ordinary people, but still retain the desires of mortals - they are so beautiful, so enjoyable, and wealthy, and the sect has no constraints, so they plunder mortal society like a ranch!
Such pawns are more harmful to human society than those old monsters. Since Lu Yuan chose to use himself as bait without hesitation and deliberately gathered these people, he did not intend to let them leave alive......
At this time, it happened that the last five thunderbolts fell together. Obviously, Tiandao was already impatient with this difficult guy.
Lu Yuan looked at the five tribulation thunderbolts that fell, and suddenly remembered the moment of realization he had gained when he fought with Nuwa and the Five Elements God she had summoned. Now looking at the five thunders falling from the five-pointed star, all of a sudden my thoughts are like a river rushing through the embankment, and all my thoughts suddenly come through! This sword move was actually perfected in this moment.
"This can be regarded as fate," Lu Yuan smiled, and he shouted loudly, "Friends under the mountain, how are you!" After speaking, he stepped on the clutch Wuyun Gui and rose into the sky, heading towards the five Heavenly Tribulation Thunder. When the five divine thunderbolts surrounded him in the middle, each of them was as big as a basin-sized ball of lightning slammed into the middle, and the thief was about to turn into ashes.
In the bright light, someone said.
"Thunder Divine Sword, Five Elements Lovesickness!"
Endless red threads flew out of the glorious thunderstorms and rained down from the night sky.
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PS: Keep two more, fight three more. I'm the type that gets clogged up the more I want to write, scum. (To be continued.) )