Chapter 847: The Soul of Wushan

The three Mahayana periods descended on the Hundred Slaughter City at the same time, which was an unprecedented thing, just because they sensed what was happening here and knew that the last witch god of the Wu clan had personally intervened.

However, when they came to the Hundred Slaughter City, the scene in front of them made them stunned, they expected what the result would be, but they didn't expect the result to be like this.

Except for the east gate, the other three gates of the entire Hundred Slaughter City were completely destroyed, more than eighty percent of the buildings in the city collapsed, the streets were unrecognizable and could no longer be used, and the ground was full of corpse debris, but not even a complete corpse could be found.

The only remaining Tiger Ben Guards were surrounding an old man, the old man was holding a firewood knife in his hand, standing quietly on the square, the leader of the Tiger Ben Guard was arguing with the same person, and on the other side, the ancestor of the Hundred Slaughter Family, Bai Tu Kuixiong, stared at the old man with a sinister face.

The moment the fire cloud landed, the tiger guards fell to their knees, they were willing to bow their heads, naturally they had to abide by the rules of the Underworld Palace, Nangong looked cold, and swept towards the few people in the center.

In addition to the old man, Lou Yi, Mao Qin'er, and Tie Shan were also there, and the commander of Hu Benwei also knelt on the ground at this moment, but in front of him was Bai Tu Ji Li, who did not kneel, and this picture gave people the feeling that the other party was kneeling to him.

This person is Baitu Kuixiong's own son, and Baitu Ji should have called him uncle, but at this moment, the uncle knelt in front of him, although he was not kneeling himself.

Baitu Jili trembled, looked at the Baitu Thousand Prisoners who knelt down willingly, and roared angrily, "The faces of the Baitu family have been lost by you!!"

However, at this moment, a huge force pressed against his body, as if mocking what he had just said, oppressing Baitu Jili's body and sinking continuously, a middle-aged man said coldly, "In the face of absolute power, I let you kneel, you have to kneel!"

Baitu Jili stubbornly struggled, seemingly unwilling to give in to the other party, which made the man very uncomfortable, and he was about to kill with a cold snort, when a voice next to him mocked, "It turns out that your human race is so bullying the weak, it's interesting......"

"Presumptuous, who are you?!!" The monks of the Nangong family looked at the person who spoke.

Mao Qin'er stretched her waist lazily, her eyes swept towards everyone, and for a moment those monks, as if they had been fixed, stood in place, even forgetting what they were doing.

"Meow Mu Mountain's Soul Technique?" Nangong said with a frown.

"Yo, it's still you, an old man, who knows the goods!" Mao Qin'er didn't seem to care at all about the three Mahayana periods standing in front of her, her body seemed to have suddenly lost her bones, and she fell to Lou Yi, who was standing on the side.

The latter felt helpless in his heart, this cat Qin'er really made him speechless, this woman is not only a demon, but also a goblin, the kind that eats people and does not spit out bones.

What she said just now already gave him goosebumps all over his body, but what surprised him even more was that this cat Qin'er also had a unique pupil technique, and it was quite powerful, no wonder Meow Mu Mountain made Baitu Ji Li so awe-inspiring.

"Soul dementorship, I don't know which is stronger or weaker than Shen Tong's mind control spell......," he muttered quietly.

Everyone's eyes naturally shifted from Mao Qin'er's body to Lou Yi's body, the latter was full of helplessness, but he had to face all this, he hugged his fists and said to Nangong Qi, "Junior, Lu Kang, I have seen a few seniors, can you let Ji Li go first, he is now my person!"

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Mao Qin'er's actions before, everyone's eyes naturally fell on him, and the middle-aged Mahayana who wanted to force Baitu Jili to kneel, his eyes swept towards him and asked, "Are you qualified to say this?"

Nangong Yi's eyes have been staring at him, and he seems to want to see through his disguise, but now Lou Yi is no longer the original, plus he has learned some of the Shen family's grooming methods, even if he is seen in his appearance, he will not be recognized as who it is, of course, provided that he does not reveal his identity.

"Senior, if it weren't for us, I'm afraid that Hundred Slaughter City is already a ghost city now, and we have no intention of challenging the authority of the Nangong family, so we still hope that our seniors will raise their noble hands. Lou Yi said calmly.

Just now, Mao Qin'er quietly told him that the ancestor of Meow Mu Mountain was secretly observing, and if there was danger, she would help, which gave Lou Yi the confidence, otherwise facing the three Mahayana periods at the same time, the average monk would have been scared to death......

Nangong saw that he had no fear, and he couldn't guess who he was for a while, but he always felt like he had seen him somewhere, and in desperation, he said, "Let it go!"

The middle-aged monk beside him withdrew the coercion of his Mahayana period, Lou Yi stepped forward to support Baitu Jili, holding on to his breath, he was exhausted at this moment, and if there was no one to support him, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground immediately.

Nangong glanced at Tie Shan, frowned slightly, and then glanced at Lou Yi again, his brows tightened, but he didn't speak again, but looked at the old man who hadn't spoken, and asked, "Who is this friend?"

"Bian Huo!" Bian Huo said.

"Bian family?!! "The other two asked in unison.

Nangong Yan's face became gloomy, and he snorted coldly and asked, "What is the purpose of your Bian family, as my Nanzhou monk, but you hooked up with that Wujiang Miao bandit?!!

Bian Huo glanced at him, but just one glance made Nangong Qi's heart tremble, because he had already felt the aura emanating from the other party, this is also an existence that is not easy to mess with, at least in terms of strength, not under the old swordman.

When did such a number one person come out in the Kunwu realm? Why have you never heard of this person? This is really strange.

Just when he was thinking hard about the identity of the other party, Bian Huo said, "Don't be embarrassed, I'm just a woodcutter who chops wood, and I was saved by the Baiyue clan when I was a child, and I just know how to repay my kindness!"

Nangong Qi immediately understood the meaning of his words, feeling that this guy stayed here to prevent the three of them from taking revenge on the medical seedlings behind Wushan, but he couldn't help but think too highly of himself, even if his cultivation was higher than himself, but he was a little too overestimating himself by fighting the three Mahayana periods with his own strength.

And looking at this person who calls himself Bian Huo, he has no long things, no treasures, a tattered linen clothes, and a firewood knife in his hand, if it weren't for the coercion that there is, Nangong Hao would have thought that he was a complete mortal.

"Friend, are you overestimating yourself?" Nangong said this, he has also lost patience, Nanzhou has been ruled by the Nangong family for thousands of years, except for a few people who do not want to provoke, I have never heard that Nanzhou monks dare to disobey them.

The Nangong family has this confidence, because they have the existence of the four Mahayana periods, such forces, such ambitions, if there is no Wu Miao to always stir up the situation, I am afraid that the Nangong family has already entered Zhongzhou and will fight the world.

Bian Huo sighed, glanced at the firewood knife in his hand, and muttered to himself, "It seems that I still have to fight......

Bian Huo's body suddenly straightened, and his body exuded a majestic momentum like a mountain, and all the monks around him were out of breath in an instant, he glanced around, and said, "Follow me......

As soon as the words fell, a streamer crossed the sky, and then Nangong Qi and others followed, and there was a thunderous sound in the sky, and the fire clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the momentum was magnificent.

And Lou Yi was more concerned about the looming shadow in the sky, which made him think of something, he muttered to himself, "What is that......?

Everyone looked at the sky together, above the sea of fire, a huge shadow stood still, like a mountain firmly pressed on the sea of fire, Lou Yi was not clear, but someone had already seen it.

Another ancestor of the Baitu family, Baitu Kuiwei also looked at the sky excitedly at this moment, and muttered, "This is the soul of Wushan......

As if he remembered something, he opened his mouth again, "The concubine is in the sun of Wushan, and the high hills are blocked." Dan is the morning clouds, twilight is the rain, morning twilight, under the balcony. ”

The scene of the sky, which seems to have accompanied this poem, began to undergo earth-shaking changes, and I saw that the clouds that covered the sky seemed to be suddenly suppressed by something, and there were clouds drifting on it, sprinkling a misty drizzle.

Although the two are not the same, what makes Lou Yi stunned is that the drizzle slowly extinguished the raging sea of fire, and three shadows appeared from the sea of fire.

The heat wave around Nangong was surging, but it gradually extinguished in this drizzle, and he looked at all this in astonishment, looking at the huge and unshakable figure.

From beginning to end, the other party has never used a single move, he is just defending, but even so, the three of them joined forces, but they can't even shake it, what a terrifying strength this person has, why is such a person unknown to this day.

"Who are you?" Nangong Qi had already given up, the fire on their bodies was completely extinguished in this drizzle, not that they had no strength to fight again, but they knew very well that there was no point in fighting again.

"I'm Ah Ho, a man who keeps his promises. "The mountain voice rumbles.

"Aho, Ahuo?!!" Nangong Yu suddenly thought of something, looked down and looked down, a river and a river passed around the Hundred Slaughter City, isn't that river called Aho River?

Could it be ......

At this moment, Nangong Yu finally understood, he had also heard of this legend, the story of Ah Huo and Yuji, but he didn't expect the legendary characters to appear in front of him, which made him feel so unreal.

But I had to admit that it happened in front of my eyes, Nangong looked at the majestic mountain shadow and asked, "How do you want today's matter to end?"

Shan Longlong said, "With Wushan as the boundary, non-aggression against each other, Ahuo will definitely protect the peace of both sides in his lifetime!"

The middle-aged man beside Nangong said quite unwillingly, "Could it be that when I was slaughtered in the Hundred Slaughter City, do I have to consider myself unlucky?!!?

A golden red light turned into a refinement and flew towards the three of them, and an extremely powerful fire qi stained the sky red, and the mountain rumbled and said, "This is the phoenix blood heavenly crystal, just take it as compensation for the Wu clan to launch this attack......

Without waiting for the three of them to answer, the mountain shadow slowly dispersed, and Bian Huo disappeared without a trace, only the drizzle in the sky was still shrouded in the surroundings, Nangong put away the phoenix blood heavenly crystal, and turned around and fell towards the Hundred Slaughter City.