People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 287: How can I hide my dirt? It's just a self-defense attack
Yellow sand falls.

Yunxiao's eyes turned cold, and the colorful ribbons turned into a Yangtze River. The Hunyuan Golden Bowl floated on it, appearing and disappearing, and covered the face of Taoist Master Ran Deng.

hum~
The ground was filled with golden light. As Triumphantly fell, the cultivation level of Master Ran Deng regressed a thousand years. Master Ran Deng staggered and fell into the yellow sand, with the three flowers on his head wilting.

The biting cold stung the five senses of the Taoist Master Ran Deng and dyed his clothes red.

Before the Burning Lamp Taoist could react, a purple divine thunder shot out from Lu Yue's forehead, with a mighty power like the end of the world, a sea of ​​blood surging, and evil spirits filling the air, and fell on the Burning Lamp Taoist.

At the last critical moment, Master Ran Deng exchanged his own body for the corpse of Shan, and luckily managed to save his life. The purple gold bowl completely turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"No!"

The eyes of the Taoist Master Ran Deng were about to burst out. His good corpse had completely fallen. It was unknown when he would be able to condense another good corpse. If he had not been careless, the magic power of Fairy Yunxiao would not have been enough to kill him.

Lü Yue stood in the void, and with a sidelong glance, he saw how miserable the Taoist master Ran Deng was. After years of hard practice, he barely improved his realm, but now it has become a thing of the past. How could he not feel pain?

Above the void, Lu Yue communicated with the Plague Avenue, stepped on the green poisonous insect, held the scepter in his hand, pointed at the void, and a green waterfall fell from the sky and landed on the head of the Taoist Master Ran Deng.

Suddenly, bone claws grew out of the whole body of Master Ran Deng, tearing his back. On his forehead, eyes opened wide with snow-white pupils and no life at all.

Taoist Master Ran Deng was extremely bitter. Now he was restricted in every way. With the ratio of one to two, he really had no power to turn the situation around. As for Taoist Master Ci Hang, he saw that the situation was not good and directly used his magical power of shape-shifting.

The original owner had already fled.

He also took the Taoist Manjusri with him and escaped into the void, heading towards Mount Kunlun.

"Lü Yue, you are indeed a heartless and ungrateful person. You even spared the last descendant of your own tribe. I admit defeat. Now that Yang Ren is dead, he is no longer a hindrance to you. It is better to let me go. I am a quasi-sage. If I am determined to leave, you will not be able to keep me."

The reason why the Taoist Master Ran Deng was so confident was simply because he felt that he was the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, had the blessing of Yuxu's luck, and was also a guest of the Zixiao Palace and the first batch of disciples to listen to the Taoist's teachings, so he had many cards to save his life.

The rabbit bites people when it is anxious.

If he were to give up all his equipment and self-destruct, Lu Yue and Fairy Yunxiao might not be able to stop him.

Lu Yue smiled calmly and said, "Randeng Taoist, there is no point in saying more. When you guys try to plot against me again and again, you should have expected my revenge."

"And you are just the first quasi-saint to fall into my hands."

Lu Yue was walking in the void leisurely. The Taoist Master Ran Deng had lost the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, the Measuring Sky, and the two feet of Qiankun. His path had been cut off by Lu Yue.

In addition, the magic power of the twelve fake Dinghai Pearls that Lu Yue gave him through Zhao Gongming were entangled by the fake Twelve Heavens that he opened up, so he could only exert less than 70% of his strength.

The eyes of the Taoist Master Ran Deng were sinister, and his pupils were gradually obscured by the green mist and gradually lost focus. On his back, a thousand bony hands were destroying his Taoist body. It could be said that he had no way to go to heaven and no trace on the earth.

"Shameless talk!"

Lu Yue raised his hand and the green mist turned into a huge mantis, which swung a sharp sickle and slashed towards the face of Master Ran Deng.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng did not care about the strange changes in his body. He turned his wrist, and the 108 rosary beads once again transformed into a giant Buddha, protecting him inside, and a golden light flashed.

Unparalleled defense.

Lu Yue sighed. The Taoist Zhunti was indeed a genius. His 100-foot-tall golden body was just a tortoise shell. Without magical weapons, few could subdue him.

Lu Yue was not in a hurry. He used the blood as a guide to summon the Plague Cave Heaven. With a faint light flickering, the Plague Cave Heaven rushed towards Randeng with great force.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng was in a panic as he watched Lu Yue's actions.

He said: "You are crazy. The Plague Cave Heaven is one of the thirty-six heavens in the Heavenly Palace. If you move it without authorization, it will cause a shock to the Heavenly Palace. Aren't you afraid that the Heavenly Palace will collapse and karma will come. There will be no recovery!"

Lu Yue sneered. It was hopeless. Sishui Pass had been reduced to ruins. Except for a few highly skilled cultivators who had escaped, most of the mortals were killed by the aftermath of the space-tearing. Only one in ten survived.

Isn’t the karma of humanity great?

There are too many lice and they are not itchy.

What's more, the matter has nothing to do with his will. He is wholeheartedly cultivating the Way of Heaven and accumulating merits. Would Yuanshi Tianzun let him go since he claims to be the Way of Heaven?

So what if Lu Yue went against the will of heaven?

Who forced him into a corner? If he didn't resist, he would just be bullied by them.

"kill."

Infinite dim light condensed, and thousands of poisonous insects fought each other, connected head to tail. Snakes, scorpions, toads, and centipedes were endless, turning into a huge dark halo.

It is shaped like a round moon, and its cold magic power freezes the void.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng's mind tensed up, and the one hundred and eight prayer beads revolved around his body. The golden light of the Buddha became more and more condensed, until it completely transformed into a statue of Acalanatha.

bang~
There was an explosion and smoke filled the air.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng staggered and fell to the ground. The 108 rosary beads began to crack under the aftermath of the explosion. The Taoist Master Ran Deng was heartbroken. At this moment.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng felt a chill on his neck, as if a pair of scissors were about to cut his neck.

He could no longer care about the pain, but instead formed a spell with his hands, causing the rosary to explode, which swept him away and also caused the two dragons of water and fire transformed by the Golden Dragon Shears to fly away.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng dragged his mutilated body and sat on Sishui Pass, with broken eaves and walls, blood all over his back, and a bright red line of blood flowing from his neck.

"Yunxiao, I have always believed that you have lofty ambitions and disdain such evildoers. I never thought that you have changed."

"Those who are close to the vermillion are red, those who are close to the ink are black."

"The Jiejiao is indeed a place where filth and dirt are hidden."

The Taoist Master Ran Deng was still in shock and stared at Fairy Yun Xiao.

At the same time, he had a clear understanding of Lu Yue's strength. Although they were both quasi-saints, the gap between them was as huge as the gap between humans and dogs. All his previous sense of superiority was gone.

Completely disappear.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng deliberately exposed his trump card. The Twelve Heavenly Masters were perfect, with vast and inexhaustible magical powers. His believers provided him with incense and faith to help him condense his golden body.

No fear of consumption at all.

But there was another voice in his heart telling him that now was not the time to reveal his cards, but he should escape quickly because Lu Yue and Fairy Yunxiao really had murderous intentions.

It was not just him that was targeted, but also many disciples of the Chan sect.

"Randeng, why do you have to deceive yourself? If our Jie Sect is a place where filth and dirt are hidden, then what is the Chan Sect? The trigger for the Conferred God Calamity was caused by the twelve golden immortals committing the mortal worldly killing calamity.

I wonder if you can explain to me whether our Jiejiao has ever done this."

As for the disciples of Jiejiao.

To put it bluntly, they make small mistakes all the time but never big ones, which is why they are always at ease. But what about the disciples of the Chan sect?
They all have high aspirations but low skills, and they participate in the affairs of the Emperor.
(End of this chapter)