People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 376: Yunxiao's Disappointment, Lu Ya Kneels
The Taoist Jie Yin was speechless, and stared at Lu Yue with eyes as if he were poisoned, wishing to devour his flesh and blood. The saint shed blood, the sky shed tears, and the Taoist Zhunti wanted to be resurrected from the heaven again.

The price paid is naturally high.

"Good! Very good."

“Lü Yue, you have completely angered me. Since you want to turn the Conferred God Tribulation into a battle between saints, I will grant your wish.” Taoist Jie Yin picked up the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the Pure Bamboo on the ground, turned around and left with a hunched figure.

"Junior brother, what do you think that person looks like?"

Taoist Duobao's figure flashed and came to the side of Lu Yue, his tone was a little choked. The disciples of Jiejiao suffered heavy losses because of Taoist Zhunti's favoritism. The Flying Knife in Taoist Luya's hand was lost.

It can be said to be hopeless and disadvantageous.

A mysterious light flashed, and under the streak of white light, three feet of blood splashed out.

"Looks like a down-and-out old dog."

Lu Yue's voice echoed in the void. The figure of Jie Yin Taoist, who was leaving on the golden lotus, paused for a moment. He turned his head away with the look of an eagle or a wolf, as if he was looking at a prey that could be torn apart at any time.

He was silent for a long time.

"Not leaving yet."

Taoist Duobao suddenly felt his scalp tingling. Lu Yue completely trampled on the faces of the Two Saints of the West without giving them any face. He felt fear in his heart.

That glance?
Like a thousand-year blood feud.

Like icy poison.

"Walk."

"Where else can we go?"

At the gate of Queen Wa Palace.

The Golden Spirit Mother and the Yunxiao Fairy joined forces to suppress Taoist Lu Ya in the void. Taoist Lu Ya, who was spitting blood, was like a tattered doll, knocking frantically on the light gate of the Queen Wa Palace.

Nuwa sat lazily on the cloud bed, glancing coldly at the disheveled Taoist Lu Ya, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"So many heroic dreams have ended up in jokes!"

"Lu Ya, you don't have the tyranny of Donghuang Taiyi, who would make even saints retreat when Donghuang Bell comes out, nor do you have the kingly way of Dijun, who is unparalleled in wisdom and strategy."

"Why don't you realize it?"

"Now they are almost dragging me into the Conferred God Tribulation. Isn't this a little ridiculous?"

Ancestor Kunpeng had a sad face, and when he looked at Taoist Lu Ya, it was as if he saw his past self.

"My queen, can you give him another chance? Before Emperor Jun passed away, he entrusted Lu Ya to you. If you are indifferent, wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable?"

Nuwa's eyes turned cold as she stared at her defeated ancestor Kunpeng.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"Don't dare."

Ancestor Kunpeng was sweating profusely and kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up at all.

"I am a disciple of the goddess Nuwa. Jin Ling, Yun Xiao, do you want to go against the will of the saint?" Taoist Lu Ya had a hard time speaking out, but when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

The three flowers on the top of his head were directly deducted from the thousand years of cultivation by the Hunyuan Golden Bowl of Fairy Yunxiao.

The Dragon-Tiger Ruyi in the hands of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother turned into a traction rope, and tied him up and hung him at the gate of Nuwa Palace, cutting the Golden Crow feathers of Taoist Lu Ya with her sword.

pain!
The pain made him forget what he had done before?
Fairy Yunxiao coldly plucked out one of Taoist Lu Ya's golden feathers, and blood dripped from the steps onto the earth bit by bit, like balls of fire, falling into the mountains of Nanzhanbuzhou.

Cause natural disasters.

"Zhao Gongming is my senior brother and the leader of the outer sect of Jiejiao. You dared to use the art of Yan Sheng to draw out his soul. Don't you deserve to die? Fairy Yunxiao was as cold as frost.

The thought of being cut into pieces almost made Taoist Lu Ya faint.

He had never thought that he would be forced into a desperate situation by the two goddesses, crying and howling, "My Goddess, save me!"

Nuwa said lazily, "Are you annoying? Before you left the Nuwa Palace, I told you that since you left, you should never come back."

"Why are you being bullied and want me to get back at you? What kindness we had in the past has long since disappeared. You should just leave."

"This?" Taoist Lu Ya was completely desperate.

If Nuwa doesn't give him the money, who else is willing to cover for him?
Things shouldn't have gone this way.

Fairy Yunxiao smiled coldly.

"If that's the case, then you can't stay. Return my brother's life to me."

"Give me back my disciple's life."

The Golden Spirit Mother and Fairy Yunxiao looked at each other, and the last trace of hesitation completely disappeared. They were afraid that Nuwa would intervene directly, and then they would return empty-handed.

But since Nuwa abandoned Lu Ya.

Then Lu Ya should naturally bear all the responsibilities.

"kill!"

One of them grabbed Taoist Lu Ya's golden wings with one hand and broke them completely. Then he put them away. Another person took a sword and pierced Taoist Lu Ya's heart.

Ancestor Kunpeng felt a little bit reluctant.

But he was powerless to change the situation. Without Nuwa's approval, if he took action, he would have to bear the consequences alone. Without Nuwa, the saint of the demon clan, to protect them from the wind and rain.

These demon kings and great saints who were abandoned by humanity had long become food for the human race, just like how they targeted the two-legged sheep in the past. Now the situation is just reversed.

“Yuanshi Tianzun, Taoist Jie Yin, you lured me into the Conferred God Tribulation, do you want to just stand by and watch now?” Taoist Lu Ya saw the two evil stars.

There was absolutely no thought of letting him go.

Nuwa goddess abandoned him like a piece of trash and was completely panicked.

He immediately called out Yuanshi Tianzun and Jie Yin Taoist.

"Master Jieyin, you want me to be the Great Sun Tathagata of the West, and I agree."

Taoist Jie Yin, who had just returned to Lingshan, was furious when he heard Taoist Lu Ya's idiotic remarks. That was his junior fellow apprentice's idea, but it was also his idea.

Taoist Lu Ya is the son of Emperor Jun and has a close connection with the treasure house of the demon clan.

As for Donghuang Taiyi, no one knew whether he was alive or dead. They only saw with their own eyes that Donghuang Taiyi disappeared into the chaos along with the Donghuang Bell.

"Save? Or not save?" The Taoist Zhunti has already died. If he wants to revive with the help of the origin of the Heavenly Dao, it will take at least a hundred years.

Just when the Taoist Jie Yin was still hesitating.

In the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain.

Yuanshi Tianzun did not hesitate for even a second before he attacked boldly. His pair of hands, which covered the sky and the sun, fell directly above the Wa Palace and slapped towards Jin Ling and Yun Xiao.

“Jin Ling, Yun Xiao, please show mercy when you can. Taoist Lu Ya is a disciple of the Empress Nuwa Palace. You two cannot kill him. Why don’t you retreat quickly?”

"Hypocritical. When the Taoist Master Ran Deng and the Taoist Master Lu Ya teamed up to steal Zhao Gongming's soul, why didn't you say anything to stop them?"

"So brave."

Yuanshi Tianzun laughed out of anger.

Pangu Banner was thrown out.

Chaos sword energy flew towards the two of them.

Bang. Bang~
Fairy Yunxiao fell into the arms of the Golden Spirit Mother.

With only a thread of air left, he said weakly, "Senior Sister Jin Ling, please leave immediately. We cannot stay here for long. Yuanshi Tianzun has murderous intentions."

“Junior sister Yunxiao, you must not disappear. I will go to our master and ask him to save you now.” The Golden Spirit Mother held the Taoist body of Fairy Yunxiao and dissipated bit by bit.

Turned into mist.

It was just like the time before Fairy Yunxiao transformed.

That pure white, carefree white cloud in the sky.

(End of this chapter)