People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 382 Everyone is in danger, who can break the situation?
For Lu Yue, threats were nothing more than the most useless means, especially when Yuanshi Tianwang personally came forward, risked his life, and used many Jiejiao disciples as bargaining chips?

I'm afraid it's being used in the wrong direction.

Lu Yue is not the Master of Tongtian, he is indecisive!
All three corpses were beheaded.

What he cut off was his own good, evil, and self. He analyzed the general trend of the world with absolute rationality, put himself in the game, and led the good corpse of Yuanshi Tianzun into disaster. Lu Yue has successfully completed the small goal he set for himself.

Lu Yue glanced coldly at the people in Jinjiling.

The disciples of Jie Religion suffered heavy losses. For him, it was equivalent to purifying his own instinct. There were tens of thousands of disciples in Jie Religion, and the loss was only a few thousand disciples who were not even Golden Immortals.

Why not do it.

"Yuanshi Tianwang, you have committed a calamity. I, your fellow disciples, have congratulated you by paving a mountain of corpses and a river of blood with a bloodstained golden rooster as a vessel to ferry you. From today on, the truth will be revealed. Will I send you to the Investiture of the Gods, or will you relegate me to the animal realm? It's all between you and me, and one day we'll have to decide who will win."

Lu Yue did not stay in Jinji Ridge for too long. Jinji Ridge had already become a desolate place, mixed with the resentment of demons. Even if Yuanshi Tianwang got what he wanted, what he recovered was just an abandoned forbidden land.

Qinglong Pass!
The resting place of Jiejiao.

The remaining disciples of Jiejiao looked worried, standing restlessly on the top of the city wall, gazing at Jinji Ridge in the distance. Taoist Duobao left with injuries, and now the group is leaderless.

As the one with the highest level of cultivation and the direct disciple of the Jiejiao Sect's Master Tongtian, the Turtle Spirit Holy Mother is temporarily in charge of all things, including the provincial governors of the Shang Dynasty.

He had already fled.

How can mortals participate in the battle between gods?

Taoist Kong Xuan killed Maitreya Buddha with one sword. Under the great calamity, the cause and effect were almost pushed to the extreme, and the quasi-saint monk fell, which was the realm closest to that of a saint.

This indicates that the catastrophe has actually evolved in an unpredictable direction.

Not to mention that the Taoist Zhunti was directly shot in the throat by Lu Yue and the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, and was reborn with the help of the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

With Yuanshi Tianwang personally stationed in Xiqi, it was almost impossible for Randang Taoist, Nan Ji Xianweng, Yun Zhongzi, and the Twelve Golden Immortals to escape.

at this time!

If Lu Yue continues to fight with Yuanshi Tianwang, it will probably play into his hands. He can also accumulate strength to capture and seal Lu Yue's corpse, the God of Plague, in one fell swoop.

And how could he possibly do as Yuanshi Tianwang wished?

Lu Yue has always been disdainful of doing things that are thankless.

hum~
A crash of thunder.

The chaotic purple lotus under Lu Yue's feet covered the sky and blocked the sun. A blooming purple lotus flashed with swaying sword lights and shadows.

The boundless and infinite aura of the saint suppressed the void, shaking Yun Zhongzi, who was hiding in the dark and preparing for a sneak attack, out and made him fall at the feet of Yuanshi Tianwang. Lu Yue snorted coldly.

He looked at the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar in Yun Zhongzi's hand with disdain. The name of it, Tongtian, showed how extraordinary it was, but in Yun Zhongzi's hands, it was just a pearl covered in dust.

“Innate treasure.”

Yuanshi Tianwang showed a surprised expression and looked down at the Pangu Banner in his hand, knowing that the possibility of keeping Lu Yue was almost zero.

The swaying purple lotus slowly blooms, splitting the void and shaking the countless stars.

Even the magical treasures in the hands of the Twelve Golden Immortals pale in comparison to the Chaos Purple Lotus.

With every step, a purple lotus appeared. The swirling lotus leaves looked like sharp chaos sword blades. No one dared to get close. Lu Yue flew towards Qinglong Pass.

At this moment on the battlefield, Taoist Kong Xuan was standing in the void, dragging a quasi-saint's long sword that was swaying with blood. With every step he took, he dripped blood. He was like a world-destroying killing god, with an invincible momentum.

Shock everyone.

Taoist Lu Ya vomited blood as the aftereffects of the backlash from the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife erupted. Whenever the flying knife leaves the gourd, blood will inevitably be shed, either someone else's blood or his own.

Knowing that he was powerless to change the situation, he hid behind Yuanshi Tianwang, trembling in fear!
Yang Jian and others looked at Lu Yue's leaving back, their eyes full of passion and their expressions moved. They turned around and looked at Yuanshi Tianwang and many other disciples of the Chan sect, and they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

They dared not underestimate Lu Yue anymore. They also did not dare to continue to instruct Yang Jian and other Jiejiao disciples, especially Yang Jian and Yang Chan, who were Lu Yue's direct disciples. Who would dare to kill them, even if it was to kill someone with a borrowed knife?

They were also afraid of Lu Yue's revenge.

Lu Yue has never suffered any loss when he took action. If he sends Yang Jian and Yang Chan to the List of Gods, they will not be able to rest in peace and may very likely be destroyed by Lu Yue. The consequences are not something they can bear.

Brother! Although I am not in the underworld, there are legends about me everywhere in the underworld.

this moment.

The plague god who once dominated the era of wizards and demons has appeared again.

Everyone's eyes were stern.

"Master, the shadow of a person, the name of a tree, the Seven Arrows Book, even Zhao Gongming was silently plotted against and died in Jinji Ridge, but it can't do anything to you."

"The unpredictable power of gods and ghosts!"

"Why does your disciple feel that he is getting further and further away from you?"

Yang Jian held the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in both hands, and the Sky-Howling Dog under his feet made a "woof woof" sound.

On top of the Qinglong Pass city wall.

When many disciples of Jiejiao saw Lu Yue walking towards them leisurely, they seemed to have seen their backbone. Their eyes were burning with excitement. Shi Ji and others even knelt on the ground excitedly.

He shouted, "Brother Lu Yue, please make the decision for us."

"Counterattack Xiqi, right now."

Many disciples of Jiejiao looked up at Lu Yue's figure with burning eyes. At this moment, Lu Yue's figure seemed to merge with Tongtian Sect Master, and his aura was like the abyss.

Unfathomable.

Above the void, Lu Yue's figure flickered and he stood in the void, looking at his fellow disciples of Jiejiao who were kneeling on the ground and sighed. Then they chose to protect the Shang Dynasty together with Duobao Taoist.

Their fate was already determined.

It is almost impossible to reverse cause and effect nowadays.

The sound from heaven was muffled, and everyone's expressions froze.

“The Conferred God Tribulation has not yet been completed. Although there are many people on the list, it actually covers two-thirds of the disciples. There are still one-third of the disciples who are not on the list. Yuanshi Tianzun of the Chan Sect personally separated the good corpse and incarnated as Yuanshi Tianwang to sit in Xiqi, and all his disciples entered the tribulation.

It is difficult for you to protect yourselves, so why not go into the city and discuss the future."

Lu Yue's words were undoubtedly a basin of cold water poured directly on their hearts. The quasi-saints fell, the saints returned to heaven, and the calamity of the Conferred Gods had not yet evolved to the final calamity.

How do they cope with it?

Is it really necessary to use one's life to fill the list of gods?

More than half of the outer disciples of Jiejiao were injured, the Western sect had tens of thousands of disciples, and two of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chenjiao had already been included in the List of Gods, and if that were still not enough, the vacancies would be filled.

The remaining people to fill the list of gods must be them.

Suddenly.

Everyone is at risk.

As Lu Yue walked into the city, he saw a huge house crowded with many Jiejiao disciples, some of whom numbered over a thousand, and they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

Don't know how to speak.

Only then can Lu Yue show them a way out.

(End of this chapter)