People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 372: Premeditated, Lure the Enemy into a Trap

Ridiculous, pathetic!
When a saint makes a move, it is bound to be earth-shattering and meticulously planned. Although Lu Yue has room to maneuver in front of the saint Zhunti, he cannot escape from the hands of the Taoist master Zhunti.

It is so difficult to break the Seven Arrows Book.

But he can't not do it?

Firstly, as a disciple of Jiejiao, he could not watch Zhao Gongming being beheaded. He was originally going to be deified with his physical body, but this man was too conceited and did not listen to him, which put him in danger of death.

Although it seems that the fault is self-inflicted!

But when he thought of the tens of thousands of years of friendship between Fairy Yunxiao and Zhao Gongming, if he could not save Zhao Gongming, with Fairy Yunxiao's character, she would naturally take action.

At the same time, she was also dragged into the calamity of Conferred Gods.

After all, it's not beautiful.

Second, he also wanted to test the difference between himself and the saints to see if he could break the shackles of heaven and earth. With his saintly cultivation, if it was feasible, then he would not have to risk entering the prehistoric world.

Facing many saints.

Even if it was me, I would still feel my heart tremble.

"Then Lu Yue will do as you wish. Let's see if I can break the Saint's Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree."

The figure flashed.

A mysterious light flashed.

When they arrived at an altar, they saw a black straw man on the altar, emitting black air all over his body. On his head, there was only an oil lamp, flickering alone.

It seems like it will go out at any time.

Look down.

The Taoist monk Ran Deng knelt on the ground devoutly. He bowed once and the wind and clouds moved. He bowed twice and the ghosts and gods appeared. He bowed three times and the souls were shocked.
The Seven Arrows Book is indeed extraordinary.

Seeing Lu Yue coming, Master Ran Deng didn't seem surprised. At the same time, a ray of Buddha's light fell on Master Ran Deng's side. It was Master Zhunti. He did not stop Lu Yue from coming.

It seemed that the Taoist Zhunti was enjoying this moment even more.

He clearly knew that Zhao Gongming was about to die, but he was powerless to do anything and lamented the impermanence of the world.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Yue, you finally came. I was actually worried that you wouldn't come. If you didn't come, how could I snatch the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls from you?"

Taoist Master Ran Deng stared at Lu Yue with a smile.

A purple gold bowl appeared in his hand, and he was leisurely adjusting his Taoist robe.

“Like Buddha, but not Buddha; like Tao, but not Tao.”

"You haven't learned anything either."

Lu Yue snorted coldly.

Zhao Gongming once threw twelve imitation Dinghai Pearls to the Taoist Master Ran Deng. Perhaps he had already seen the problem? Or maybe he learned from other channels that the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls were in his hands.

anyway?

The wish of the Taoist Master Ran Deng was dashed. He had already transformed the Dinghai Pearl into the foundation of the Four Symbols World and opened up the Twenty-Four Heavens. How could it be possible for him to have it?

"Gone."

"You do not understand!"

The Taoist priest Ran Deng raised his hand and waved. Twelve heavens appeared behind him, and boundless golden light bloomed from them, like a golden lotus, suppressing Lv Yue. Under the Buddha's light, he was able to save everyone.

Obviously he wanted to convert him.

pity!

Lu Yue has never been a Qigong practitioner who relies on incense and faith to practice. He turned a blind eye to the attacks of the Taoist Master Ran Deng, who relied on the power of the Twelve Heavenly Masters.

Want to suppress him.

It's nothing more than relying on the pure beliefs of billions of lives, but so what?
"I have countless Buddhist disciples. Faith in me is my power."

"Look at my purple gold bowl."

In the void.

A purple-gold bowl turned into a halo, enveloping Lu Yue. Countless golden lights turned into chains, trying to drag him into the purple-gold bowl. Dong Qing snorted coldly.

His footsteps were like an abyss.

Not moving.

Rumble~
Lu Yue stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the sky collapsed and the earth split. The altar with a rock base cracked, splitting the altar in two. The black straw man moved and fell into the crack.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng turned a blind eye.

Look at that oil lamp.

He sneered, "The oil lamp goes out, Zhao Gongming dies!"

"Everything you do now is in vain."

With a slight brush of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in the hand of the Taoist Zhunti, the straw man that fell into the crack was picked up in his hand. He couldn't help but look at it as if it were a doll.

"Pity."

"However, I am not involved in karma, so this matter still needs to be completed by Master Ran Deng."

Lu Yue sighed.

I knew that things would not be so simple. Since the Taoist Master Ran Deng had expected me to come, how could the Taoist Master Zhunti not be prepared? This altar, in all likelihood, has other mysteries.

And he didn't crack it.

If not.
“Randeng Taoist, it seems that you already knew that I would come. This altar must be fake.”

Taoist Master Ran Deng smiled and nodded. This altar is just a means to lure you here. After all, there are many of your disciples in Xiqi, such as Yang Jian, Yang Chan and others, although they have not passed any news to you.

But others will.

There are countless disciples of Jiejiao.

"Of course, we will not tell them the real situation. Their actions are actually all in my eyes. Shen Gongbao is in Cao's camp, but his heart is with Han."

"I will use the dragon whisker beast under my seat to deliver the message for you."

"I will naturally follow their plan."

The Taoist Master Ran Deng waved his hand, and a purple gold bowl fell into his hand, from which came the voice of Shen Gongbao.

"I am a deity destined by heaven. You cannot trap me in the bowl." Shen Gongbao's voice came from the purple gold bowl. Lu Yue frowned slightly.

"Do you want to deprive Shen Gongbao of his fate?"

"Don't dare!"

Taoist Randeng shook his head, his face somewhat livid: “If Yuanshi Tianzun doesn’t allow it, who dares to do it? I just imprisoned him, let him behave himself and be a mascot.

So as not to cause me any more trouble."

Lu Yue nodded.

As long as Shen Gongbao is not punished, everything can be turned around. If Shen Gongbao dies, the List of Gods will lose its greatest function. Who can replace Shen Gongbao?
Unless it is Yuanshi Tianzun!
But will he be personally affected by the cause and effect of the Conferred God Cultivation?
If he were to confer the title of God himself, the disciples of Jiejiao would undoubtedly be defeated.

It would be better if a war of saints took place directly.

"In that case, why don't you let him go?"

Lu Yue's voice was like thunder and with a loud shout, the purple gold bowl in the hands of Master Ran Deng shook, and Shen Gongbao, who was lying on the edge of the bowl, fell out of it.

fall to the ground.

Transformed into a sarcastic Taoist.

Sitting on the ground in a mess, he looked at Lu Yue with grievance. As a disciple of Jiejiao, he had done his best. If he could finally become the Water-Dividing General, he could fill the eye of the West Sea.

It's somewhat inhumane.

"Brother Lu Yue, please save me."

Shen Gongbao ran towards Lu Yue in a panic. Lu Yue had a calm expression. He clenched the air with a huge palm and threw Shen Gongbao directly to Jinji Ridge.

Did you promise Yuanshi Tianzun at the beginning?

For him, it was actually a bad option.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng had an indifferent expression, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods suppressed the void. Endless golden light transformed into a six-foot-tall golden body. The golden body, condensed by the power of thousands of faiths, was ten thousand feet tall.

Evolve a world in the palm of your hand.

Shoot towards Lu Yue.

Lu Yue smiled and shook his head: "Too clumsy."

Then his figure moved instantly, and his afterimage was like the wind, revealing a series of figures in the void. The Taoist Zhunti frowned slightly, and with a brush of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, Lu Yue's blurry phantom was wiped out.

(End of this chapter)