Chapter 525: The Fall of the Eight Immortals (I)

"Wait!"

Just as the Eight Immortals of Shangdong walked to Li Qing's feet, they only heard the thunderous shouts of the Black Rakshasa behind them.

After hearing the voice of the Black Rakshasa, the bodies of the Eight Immortals in the Upper Cave trembled in unison.

Then I heard Lu Dongbin burst out: "Run!"

At the moment when his voice sounded, Han Zhongli, who had already finished reciting the magic formula in his heart, galloped past Lu Dongbin's side with a lightning speed, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only the remaining seven who looked at each other were left.

After being stunned for two seconds, Lu Dongbin came back to his senses.

When he hurriedly drew his sword from behind him and prepared to leave, he saw Zhang Guolao riding the white-mouthed and black-haired donkey, which flashed away from him at a speed no less than Han Zhongli.

As Zhang Guolao's figure left, Lu Dongbin finally pulled out the long sword behind his back, and then recited the magic with a solemn expression: "The sun and the moon are at dawn and the night runs, and Kunlun is on top of the world!

If his strength returns to its peak, there is no need to chant a spell at all, and with a single thought, he can turn into a sword and thunder, and he will escape thousands of miles in an instant!

It's a pity that Our Lady ordered that there should be no immortals in the world, so when he went down to earth, the realm was sealed to the Mahayana period. But among the eight immortals, he is the only one who has this treatment, and the other seven are all reincarnated. Because he has the task of guiding the other seven beings to reincarnate and return to the Tao, he is truly descended to earth!

After all, even if the other seven died in the cave, their true spirits would not be destroyed, but would return to the true bodies of the Nine Heavens. After resting for a few days, he became a high immortal again.

But he's different, if he's dead, he's really dead!

Moreover, only when the two hundred years of the Virgin's decree have passed, and the gods of the underworld return to the underworld, he can be reincarnated!

During this time, he can only be a lonely ghost!

Thinking of this, Lu Dongbin's heart was in a panic.

While he was reciting the formula, the rest of the immortals who had already been ready to escape also used their own means and quickly fled towards the entrance of the cave.

After seeing this scene, Lu Dongbin's anxious lips trembled, but the sword in his hand did not react at all.

After the Black Rakshasa saw that the other six immortals had also fled, he was about to set off to chase after him, but was stopped by Li Qing with a look.

He was about to stare at and resist, but suddenly remembered that Li Qing was no longer the zombie king, but the drought god.

If his strength is restored to its peak, he will not be afraid of the drought god.

But his strength has just recovered to the Xuan Immortal Realm at this moment, and if he turns his face with Li Qing at this moment, the ending should be very tragic.

Thinking of this, the Black Rakshasa could only stay sullenly in place, staring at Li Xiuyuan fiercely with three bull's eyes the size of a grinding plate.

At this time, only Lu Dongbin was left here by the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave, and it was not until this moment that the long sword in his hand came out with a brilliant blue light.

Looking at this blue light, Lu Dongbin wanted to cry without tears.

He felt so innocent.

He had the urge to be reincarnated.

Among the eight immortals in the upper cave, the reincarnation of He Xiangu in this life is an incomparably mercenary and shrewd innkeeper. The reincarnation of Han Xiangzi in this life is a gangster in the market. Han Zhongli is the reincarnation of this life, and he is a liar who gambles. Lan Cai and the reincarnation of this life are the second child in He Xiangu's Inn. The reincarnation of Tie Guan Li in this life is a blacksmith who recognizes money but not people. The reincarnation of Uncle Cao Guo in this life was a storyteller in He Xiangu's Inn. Even Zhang Guolao has been reincarnated as a fortune teller on the street, and he has long been trained to have a pair of discerning eyes.

One by one, they were reincarnated as ordinary people, and in today's troubled times, they have developed a great treacherous skill.

Only him......

still retains the innocence of the immortals.

If it weren't for that, how could he have been abandoned by those seven bastards.

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Dongbin hurriedly threw his long sword forward, and he himself jumped up after that. At the same time, he thought viciously in his heart that when he found those seven bastards in a while, he would definitely beat them up.

Li Qing didn't stop him, just sneered and watched all this happen.

Finally, I saw that the blue light of the long sword under Lu Dongbin's feet suddenly flourished at this moment, and then he turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed out of the cave.

Looking at the thunder sword light that illuminated the entire cave into a purple patch, Li Qing's face showed an unfathomable smile.

After seeing Li Qing's expression, the Black Rakshasa frowned slightly. Secretly said: "Could it be that he still has some mysterious means that he hasn't used?"

At the same time, it is about to approach the position of the cave entrance.

Han Zhongli stepped on the banana fan, and his beard was blown back by the wind.

Seeing that he was about to fly out of the cave, the nervous look on Han Zhongli's face finally became a little lighter.

Along the way, his spirit has been in a tense state. Moreover, with the Five Thunder Seals in his left hand and the Earthquake Seal in his right hand, he is ready to use these two seals to release spells at any time to increase the time for himself to escape!

Because he believed that it was impossible for the Black Rakshasa and Li Qing in the cave to let them go.

But at this moment, he saw that he was about to fly out of the hole, and he couldn't help but guess in his heart.

"Could it be that the Black Rakshasa and the God of Drought are really ready to let us go?"

When these words sounded in his mind, his body also broke out of the darkness of the cave and came to the outside world.

At this moment, the sky outside has been clouded, and it looks light.

After escaping from the cave and seeing the scenery in front of him, Han Zhongli's face showed joy.

"Finally escaped|——"

He sighed softly with emotion.

But just as his words fell. Suddenly there were several 'whirring' sounds above his head.

Han Zhongli looked up at the moment, only to see a huge reddish-brown centipede coiling on the mountain.

When he looked up, the centipede's scarlet eyes were staring at him deadly.

And the whirring sound is the sound made by the centipede's legs on the front half of its body as it waves back and forth in the air.

Han Zhongli's face changed, and he hurriedly took out the banana fan from under his feet, and waved the fan towards the centipede fan in fear.

At this moment, a cold woman's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Don't kill him, maybe the Lord will keep him useful!"

Han Zhongli was shocked when he heard this, but the fan in his hand had already been waved, and it was when the old power had not dispersed and the new power had not yet come out!

So, he saw a black shadow coming from nowhere, and suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then he felt a pain in his abdomen, as if he had been kicked.

The next moment, his figure flew upside down into the cave like an arrow from a string.

Zhang Guolao, who was already riding a donkey and was about to fly out of the cave, saw that he had finally come to the entrance of the cave, and a smile appeared on the old man's face.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flew in from the entrance of the cave and slammed into him.

The smile on Zhang Guo's old face hadn't even dispersed, and he was knocked upside down by this figure and flew into the cave.

Only a donkey with a confused face was left there, looking left and right to find Zhang Guolao's figure.

"Uh-huh?"

"Uh-huh?"