People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 305 If you can’t beat him, join him

Wuzhuang Temple.

It stands at the junction of Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiheniuzhou.

Now the place is filled with flying sand and rocks, and there is no sign of life. Only the Wuzhuang Temple stands in the void. After Lu Yue and Kong Xuan conspired, they set foot on the territory of Wuzhuang Temple, but they have not yet set foot there.

He was stopped by the Taoist Zhunti.

The six-foot-tall golden body emitted infinite golden light and turned into a cage, suppressing Lu Yue at the foot of Wuzhuang Temple Mountain.

“Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, you intercepted the Three Thousand Arhats and made them mountain gods and land gods listed in the List of Gods. Should you give me an explanation?” Taoist Zhunti had a blank expression.

A palm slapped on Lu Yue’s plague image.

Stir up a cloud of dust.

Inside the Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi stood in the void and threw out the Book of Earth to protect the Wuzhuang Temple and block the golden light of salvation from the Taoist Zhunti. Lu Yue sighed, as Zhen Yuanzi did not come out after all.

Give him a helping hand.

But just sit on the sidelines and watch.

But it is normal. The two have no conflict of interest. Lu Yue came here this time to arouse Zhen Yuanzi's bloodiness. You must know that Patriarch Hongyun was deceived by Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jie Yin.

Walk out of Wuzhuang Temple.

Only then did he suffer the disaster of being buried.

Fight Mien, promote Michou.

The reason why Patriarch Hongyun was plotted to death was that the cause and effect of his becoming a saint was too great, and Taoist Zhunti and Taoist Jie Yin could not afford to repay it at all, so they plotted him to death.

And Ancestor Kunpeng and Ancestor Minghe are just accomplices.

Rumble~
Beneath the dust.

Lu Yue revealed his true appearance, with three heads and six arms, red hair and blue face, and three eyes between his eyebrows. Purple sky divine thunder flashed out from his eyebrows, and chiseled a hole in his six-foot-tall golden body.

The figure flashed.

Escape into the void.

"Master Zhunti, is it disrespectful to come here to hunt me?"

Against generals, soldiers against soldiers.

Zhunti Taoist is a supreme saint, and he personally took action to deal with Lu Yue, which is almost the same as Yuanshi Tianzun, except that Yuanshi Tianzun sometimes cares about his status.

I will only take action myself when I have no other choice.

As for the Taoist Zhunti, as a saint, he does not care about his face at all. As long as it is beneficial to the West, he will still use all means even if he is looked down upon by many quasi-saints.

He can be described as a generation of werewolf.

"Decent?"

Taoist Zhunti sneered: "Junior Brother Lu Yue, when you buried the three thousand Arhats of my Lingshan, I had already put you on the list of those who must be killed. Buddha also has the appearance of a furious Vajra."

"If I don't imprison you here, I'm afraid it will be my disciples of Lingshan who will suffer."

Lu Yue smiled coldly and had to say: Taoist Zhunti is really good at judging people.

What he despised most were the hypocritical Western disciples. Ten gold sands were needed to exchange for a place in the Western Paradise. There were countless countries in the territory of Xiheniuzhou.

Brainwashed by Lingshan disciples.

There are many temples.

Give it your all.

In the end it was all in vain.

What they seek is the afterlife, but they live in misery in this life. In the 800-mile Lion Camel Ridge, there are countless demons that come down the mountain to eat people at any time. They do not ask the Taoist to surrender, but are willing to offer incense and oil.

Anything and everything!

What did you get in exchange?
There are so many things happening, one after another, that it is difficult to list them all.

In fact, it was just a dream they wove.

"Master Zhunti, if I can escape from the dead, it will be as you wish."

The rolling thunder gathered in the void, and the Hunyuan Wuji aura moved with it. The Plague God Lu Yue communicated with the original body of the Four Symbols World and borrowed the power of Hunyuan. Lines of Hunyuan Qi fell down.

Return to the original. Lu Yue has three eyes between his eyebrows, stirring up the storm.

Between lightning and thunder.

The world-destroying thunder collides with the six-foot-tall golden body of the Taoist Master Zhunti.

Flying sand and flying rocks.

Wuzhuang Temple was shaken. Even with the protection of the Book of Earth, a hole was still torn between the fighting power of Hunyuan and the saint, and Wuzhuang Temple was divided into two. Zhen Yuanzi showed a look of sorrow.

He took the ginseng fruit tree into his body and his face became dark.

Watching the two of them.

In an instant.

Lu Yue and Zhunti Taoist stopped at the same time. The eye between Lu Yue's eyebrows exploded. The body of a quasi-saint was not Hunyuan after all, and could not withstand the power of Hunyuan. Zhunti Taoist did not gain any advantage at all.

The six-foot-tall golden body that was said to be invincible still had its two arms blown off by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder. He fell down and sat on the clouds. The Bodhisattva Zhunti vomited blood and looked at Lu Yue in surprise.

Terrified.

Although the Taoist Zhunti had already attained enlightenment as a saint, that was, after all, his aspiration to become a saint. He had not been practicing meditation in all these years, but had been searching for outstanding talents throughout the world to enrich the foundation of his Western disciples.

What's more?

When he became a saint, he did not kill the three corpses, but killed the two corpses of good and evil. He became a saint in a hurry like the Taoist Jie Yin, mainly because time waited for no one.

The Three Pure Ones became saints.

Nuwa became a saint.

Only the two of them had not yet touched the threshold of becoming a saint. At that time, the demon clan was very powerful, and the Demon Emperor Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi were eyeing the Hongmeng purple energy in the hands of the two.

If you don't become holy.

It is very likely that the Demon Emperor will use his supreme power to kill them both.

It should be noted that after the death of Patriarch Hongyun, the Hongmeng Purple Qi disappeared without a trace, and the only ones who still had the Hongmeng Purple Qi were the two of them, not to mention that they were just nominal disciples.

Therefore: Over the years, even though the Taoist Zhunti has become a saint, his cultivation level is actually no different from that of Lu Yue after he became one with the Heavenly Dao, and both are at the initial stage of Hunyuan.

Now, Lu Yue himself has been practicing in the Four Symbols World, and he has to work hard for the prosperity of the Western Lingshan and to repay the merits of the Heavenly Dao, so he has no time to practice at all.

That’s why we had a draw.

"Lü Yue, you can actually borrow the power of Hun Yuan. It seems that you have already refined the Four Symbols Heavenly Dao. You are indeed an anomaly. When you killed my three thousand Arhats, I should have joined forces with Yuanshi Tianzun to kill you."

The Taoist Master Zhunti was shocked and confused.

Looking at Li Luyue.

Lu Yue sneered: "If you miss it, it will be forever. Zhunti Taoist, there is no strength barrier between you and me now, why bother to do useless work?"

In the battle just now, the Taoist Zhunti had murderous intentions and crushed his body. If he had not used a trace of his own Hunyuan power at the critical moment, Lu Yueshan's corpse would have been beaten into a meat pie by him.

The Taoist Zhunti had a cold expression on his face. He was afraid that he could not avenge the hatred of the three thousand Arhats.

At the same time, he also understood why Senior Brother Jie Yin asked him not to cause trouble for Lu Yue before he left. He probably saw that Lu Yue was not a simple person, although his clone had not yet achieved the state of Hun Yuan.

But I have already reached the same level as them.

If you offend someone, it may be difficult to resolve the issue.

When Lu Yue was in the ancient times, he did not accept many disciples. At most, there were no more than ten people. Unlike their family, which was wealthy and powerful, they could not afford the loss if Lu Yue went crazy.

Deal with Lingshan disciples.

Where should they go?

I can't always stay by my disciple's side and guard against Lu Yue.

"Junior brother Lu Yue, what I just did was just a test of you. I'm sure you won't be angry." The Taoist Zhunti seemed to change his expression, and smiled as he put away his six-foot-tall golden body.

Strolling towards Lu Yue.

With every step, there was a golden lotus, just like before. He picked up a flower and smiled, and a Buddhist treasure floated out of his hand: the demon-subduing pestle.

This is the magical treasure that has always been with me during my practice. I am giving it to you, nephew. I hope you will accept it.

(End of this chapter)