Chapter Five Hundred and Seven: Fangs

By the time a silver light and a green light crept into his body, the thunder tribulation on Qingshan Island had already ended.

When the dark clouds gathered, it was very slow, but it was indeed very fast and abnormal when it dissipated, the purple light in the sky had disappeared by the end of the thunderstorm, and the clouds containing violent spiritual power had completely disappeared in half an hour, the sky had turned into a deep blue again, and the air on Qingshan Island had become a little fresher.

Elder Chu just sighed in his heart, but his body flew towards the main peak like lightning.

Chang An was stunned when he saw it, and he also realized something, and he also turned into a light to follow.

The two of them rushed to Qingshan Peak in half a cup of tea, which was riddled with holes by the violent thunder, and the power of the violent thunder and lightning still remained in the air.

There was a curled coke in the corner of the main peak, and there were some fragments of Qingding beside him, this person should be the island owner Aoki Zhenren.

Elder Chu glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, found a place where the thunder and lightning were most intense, sat cross-legged, and actually began to meditate, silently operating the mana in the other bodies.

Chang An also hurriedly followed, sat down not far from him, and meditated cross-legged.

The mana had only been running for a small week, and suddenly I felt that some impurities in the dantian were forced out, and there was some strange smell on my body.

Chang An was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly cultivated without distractions.

You must know that it is difficult to get rid of the erysipelas in the body of the monks, and even if there are some pills to remove erysipelas, they are often sold at sky-high prices.

Just by meditating, you can force the erysipelas out of your body, and there is no such good thing in the world!

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Han Yu watched the shopkeepers leave with shouts and screams, and laughed secretly in his heart, but the scribe and the man were always by his side, and they didn't mess up.

"You two, you can let me go now!" Han Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly.

"Leave you alone, dream!" the elm man smiled strangely, a sneering look on his face.

Han Yu didn't answer when he heard this, and his footsteps flew towards the sky.

This left both of them dumbfounded!

"Didn't you say that you would be safe if you were tied up with a fairy rope?" the scribe was shocked and hurriedly asked.

"You ask me, I'll ask who to go!" The man with the black mole was also shocked in his heart, but he quickly reacted and said angrily.

"Don't worry about it, hurry up and chase it! This guy is the person Elder Chu wants to arrest, if he escapes, the whole island will be unlucky!" the scribe hurriedly shouted.

There were many foundation building monks on the top of the mountain, and they were very indifferent when they heard this, and they didn't react.

When the black mole man saw Wu Qing in a trance, he hurriedly went over to wake him up and pointed to the sky: "Wu Daoyou, you let the person I care for escape!"

Wu Qing's mind was now full of what the situation was in the secret vault, and when he heard someone shouting in a trance, he saw a distant figure in the sky.

Wu Qing is full of excitement!

Now there is an irreparable accident in the secret vault, if Han Yu is escaping, the consequences...

Wu Qing hurriedly got up and ran towards the crowd, promising loudly: "Fellow Daoists, I am Wu Qing, the shopkeeper of Sheng Dexuan, and it is Sheng Dexuan's key criminal who just escaped!

As soon as this sentence came out, someone in the crowd was immediately moved!

"As long as you are a participating Taoist friend, you can also get a thousand Lingbei tea money!" Wu Feng hurriedly added.

"That man has been entangled in my rope, and he won't be able to run far now!" said the man with the black mole loudly.

The three of them glanced at each other, and they all released magic weapons and chased in the direction where Han Yu disappeared.

Some monks on the mountain were also moved, and they released magic weapons one after another to follow, and the number of them was about 30 people.

The strong man surnamed Gan also wanted to chase after him, but thinking about the loss just now, he flew towards Qingshan Island with his scalp.

Han Yu, who was flying in mid-air, glanced at the many monks who followed behind him, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Of course, he flew so slowly, of course, on purpose.

He has refined a lot of puppets, but the souls that drive the puppets are pitiful.

This thing can't be obtained with raw materials and Lingbei, and it needs a hearty killing.

Although Han Yu had a dark heart, he didn't want to slaughter for no reason, but since these monks were greedy, he didn't have any scruples.

Han Yu kept his speed while flying, so that the people behind him could see his shadow but couldn't catch up.

In this way, Han Yu dragged them to a deserted island a hundred miles away.

Han Yu's figure stopped, looking at the attacking monk with gloomy eyes.

"If you know each other, go back, and I can still leave you a way out. Han Yu looked at the more than twenty Zhuji who chased after him, and was slightly surprised, he remembered that there were more than thirty people when he left the island.

"Hmph!" Wu Qing gave everyone a look.

The monks who chased after him understood it, and twenty-three monks surrounded him tightly.

"Han Yu, you colluded with the Jiedan monk outside the island and killed Elder Chu's granddaughter Chu Wan'er, it has been exposed! I will wait for the monk to restrain you and hand you over to Elder Chu for Tianxingdao, and if you know each other, you should be arrested obediently!" Wu Qing preemptively said without waiting for Han Yu to speak, of course he didn't want too many people to know about Sheng Dexuan's matter, so he casually found an excuse.

Han Yu's heart was also a little surprised, he asked himself what he was doing seamlessly, no one noticed, how did Wu Qing know?

However, knowing that he is a Jiedan monk, he shouldn't have sent a few disciples from the foundation building period to hunt him down, right?

Han Yu saw that Wu Qing's gaze was a little dodgy, and he knew that he was talking nonsense, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly in his heart.

Han Yu's cultivation now revealed was in the late stage of foundation building, and he was entangled by the bundle of immortals, and these monks were very sure in their hearts.

Only the man with the mole surnamed Lin felt slightly surprised in his heart, he had been urging the bundle of immortals, but unfortunately there was no reaction, which made him a little puzzled.

Could it be that the bundle of immortals has failed?

But why is the magic weapon still tightly wrapped around him?

However, the monk surnamed Lin didn't care about this trivial matter, with their manpower and cultivation, it was not a matter of being able to deal with a monk in the late stage of foundation building!

Therefore, he didn't care too much about the failure of the bundle of immortal ropes, and just hardened it.

Han Yu looked at the more than twenty of them quietly, and said with a blank expression: "You all want to get involved?

"Hmph, you've just escaped and you've done it, do you still want to quibble? If you obediently get banned and your mana is abolished now, you can still live, and if you dare to resist, then your soul will be destroyed!"

As soon as these words came out, Han Yu's expression changed slightly, but he laughed.

"Abolishing cultivation and destroying the soul is really a good means!"

"Hehe, it looks like you're trying to fight to the death. Everyone do it, whoever cuts off his head will be rewarded!" Wu Qing is also in a very bad mood now, and he is also very unhappy in his heart if he doesn't vent the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, these monks remembered the reward they had just promised, and without saying a word, they started to move, and many magic weapons were sacrificed together, and all kinds of glow and light rushed towards him violently, most of them slashing towards his head!

Han Yu sneered.

It seems that his head is quite valuable, so many monks want it. In this case, don't blame him for being spicy, he just happened to return the material.

"Want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Han Yu's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

Han Yu just broke free slightly, and all the chains tied to his body were broken, and Han Yu's body emitted an extremely strong spiritual light, and he spit out a fiery red flying sword when he opened his mouth.

With a pinch of one hand, the red light on the Red Emperor's sword flashed, and it met the group of magic weapons.

But after the flying sword flickered a few times, it disappeared into the light of many magic weapons. But then the red red light continued to roll, and a red sword shadow of more than ten zhang appeared behind many magic weapons.

When the magic weapon behind hit him, it was his phantom, and Han Yu's figure appeared vaguely in the sky, and his face was expressionless and spit out the word "chop".

Suddenly, more than ten zhang sword shadows slashed towards these magic weapons, whether it was a medium-grade, high-grade, or top-level magic weapon, they were all cut in two, and the remnants of the aura fell from the sky one after another.

Then, Han Yu made a move towards the flying sword, and the red light was immediately caught in his hand, and these foundation building monks who were besieging him were frightened and bloodless.

"Magic weapon, you are actually a monk in the Yudan period!"

Wu Qing looked at the flying sword in Han Yu's hand and the powerful mana fluctuations emanating from his body, and couldn't help but turn frightened.

The monks who came to help were also panicked, and two monks on the periphery quietly retreated in fright.

The smug look on the faces of the man surnamed Lin and the scribe surnamed Gu had disappeared, and their faces were all full of horror.