People in Jiejiao, Plague God Lu Yue

Chapter 81: No Martial Ethics, Alone and Wimpy

Time and space shattered.

With blood in the corner of his mouth and a smile on his face, Lu Yue stared at the old ancestor Kunpeng walking in the void. The difference in magical powers between the two was too great. The old ancestor Kunpeng was indeed a veteran quasi-saint.

Although he had the advantage of time and place, and was unable to unleash the full power of his innate spiritual treasure, the Purple Lightning Hammer, so that in the end he was still no match for Ancestor Kunpeng, and was extremely helpless.

I thought of such a move that would harm others and not benefit myself.

If he really dared to destroy the land of Beiming Continent, under the tremendous karma, he would probably not only be buried here, but also become a person despised by heaven, and his cultivation would come to an end here.

The battle between the two caused the sky and the earth to change color, the sun and the moon lost their light, the human world was dim, the earth veins were shattered, and countless creatures did not dare to stay, even in the Western Buddhist country established by the White Lotus Boy of the Western Religion.

The earth dragon turned over.

The angry White Lotus Boy dropped all his belongings and ran towards the Western Religion without hesitation. This was completely different from Bei Ming Wuyou who was told by the Bodhisattva Zhunti.

"Lü Yue has no moral principles and dares to deceive the Supreme Saint. He deserves to be killed!"

Duobao and Jinling looked at each other and their faces changed drastically. They came here to clear some obstacles for Lu Yue so as to assist Lu Yue in taking charge of the Beiming land, but they did not come here to watch Lu Yue sink this place.

His eyes looked a little flustered.

For a moment, everyone didn't know what to do.

"Brother Duobao, let's attack together. First, force Ancestor Kunpeng to retreat, and then stop Junior Brother Lu Yue from taking risky actions. Under the overwhelming karma, we will also be implicated."

The Turtle Spirit Mother has a dull expression. She is the incarnation of an ancient black turtle. She is quick-witted but slow in action.

Taoist Duobao pondered for a moment and explained, "We are newly promoted quasi-saints, how can we be the opponent of Patriarch Kunpeng? He practices the way of Feng Shui, and the law of wind has long been in the realm of perfection. We can't catch up with the speed of Patriarch Kunpeng at all."

Fairy Yunxiao was startled when she heard this and said, "We can't just stand here and watch, we must react." Seeing Lu Yue leaning on the fixed plague banner, he spit out large mouthfuls of blood.

She was distraught.

Everyone nodded and each used their strongest moves. The magic treasures in their hands flew around. Taoist Duobao even directly drew a long river of magic treasures, which spread all around Lu Yue, causing the magic treasures to self-destruct.

An old woman with gray hair and a hunched body was seen walking out of the underworld. There was no precious light protecting her body, and there was nothing special about her. She exuded a medicinal fragrance from the underworld.

Meng Po slowly moved forward, holding a wooden spoon in her hand, and nodded slightly to the crowd, feeling deeply moved: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian has taught a group of good disciples who are loyal and righteous, with profound Taoism and extraordinary magical powers. I just want to think that the ancestor Kunpeng has been in charge of the North Sea for hundreds of epochs, with countless demon kings under his seat. Today, you have eliminated them one by one, and he is almost left alone.

The means are really fierce!"

Duobao looked up and down at the old woman in front of him, feeling somewhat uneasy. In his impression, there was no trace of such a person among the powerful beings in the heavens.

Fairy Yunxiao stepped forward quickly, knelt down and said, "I, Yunxiao, a disciple of Jiejiao, greet Mengpo."

Meng Po is an incarnation of Niangniang Pingxin, with the cultivation level of a quasi-sage. Her original body is practicing in the six realms of reincarnation and has not been seen for a long time. When people walk outside, they are usually seen in the image of Meng Po.

An old woman with blurry eyes.

It represents the five authentic signs of decay in heaven and earth, love, hate, and separation. Drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup can help you understand the past.

"You are quite clever, little girl. I am just an old woman on the Yellow Springs Road. You can just stand aside and watch the show. By the way, help me solve some minor problems. I will protect Lu Yue here, and nothing will happen to him."

Meng Po's expression was gloomy and unclear, and the many disciples of Jiejiao looked at each other, but they could not help much for the time being and could only sit on the sidelines and watch. They hoped that they could keep up with Kunpeng's speed.

You don't have to stand there and get beaten.

After thinking for a moment, he realized that with Meng Po, the saint's incarnation, personally in charge, it would be impossible for Patriarch Kunpeng to kill Lu Yue. What's more, if Lu Yue's self-explosion triggered tremendous karma.

Can Ancestor Kunpeng bear it?

There was a loud roar in the sky. The old ancestor Kunpeng laughed in anger, and his wings that covered the sky and the sun shattered Lu Yue's three-headed and six-armed Dharma image, and the golden light dissipated.

"Do it."

"Aren't you going to cause the earth veins to attack me?"

"You want me to surrender just by detonating a few spiritual vein nodes? When I was roaming the ancient world, you were not even born yet?"

Every step is a threat.

One step, one anger.

Lu Yue staggered and fell from the void, with blood at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't dare to break the earth veins. Things were not without a chance at this point. He still had the divine consciousness of a saint from the Western religion.

The key is that he doesn't dare to use it.

After eliminating the power of the Demon Master's Mansion, the land of Beiming will be left with a power vacuum, and the Western Church can take advantage of the situation and move in. Logically speaking, the saint of the Western Church should owe him a favor.

But at the same time, he also destroyed the palm-held Buddhist kingdom that the White Lotus Boy had painstakingly built for many years, and cut off the faith of Western religions. He wanted to have the best of both worlds, and he had to carry out the orders of the Lord Haotian.

The Saint Jie Yin wants to use Bei Ming as a bridgehead and slowly erode the North Sea.

I just don't know that when the two of them were calculating the gains and losses, they saw what he did and gave him a little consolation prize.

Lu Yue pinched his hands and found that the fixed-shaped plague banners moved with the wind. Plague pills were thrown towards Ancestor Kunpeng as if they were free. Among them were the plague pills that he had carefully developed specifically for targeting winged monsters.

I just don't know if it can cause any harm to Ancestor Kunpeng.

Then Lu Yue flew away towards Guixu.

cough~
There were tears in the corners of Kunpeng's eyes, and he spit out green saliva from the corners of his mouth. He flapped his wings to disperse the green smoke, and then looked at the direction where Lu Yue fled with bloodshot eyes.

"Lü Yue, you little boy, why are you running away? Today, I will capture and kill you to comfort the thousands of men of my demon clan."

Ancestor Kunpeng is truly alone now. He has worked hard to manage the Beiming Sea for many years, but in the end, he turned into ashes. Even if Master Tongtian came, he would probably not be able to say anything.
The demon king under his command became a tool for the disciples of the Jiejiao to gain merit.

Who wouldn't be angry?

I saw that Ancestor Kunpeng used the law of wind and flapped his wings, and he could fly thousands of miles. If it were Lu Yue's snake-like movement, he would have been killed by Ancestor Kunpeng's sword.

Naturally, Lu Yue was not idle either. He burned the magic power in his body, stepped on the six-winged golden cicada, and flew madly towards Guixu.

One chasing and one escaping.

It is almost becoming a beautiful landscape in the sky above the North Sea.

"Brother Duobao, that is the direction of Guixu. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to get in. Do you want to ask Master Tongtian to show up and rescue Brother Lu Yue?" Fairy Yunxiao looked worried.

Said worriedly.

"No need."

At this moment, above Guixu, two disciples of the Chan Sect walked out of the void slowly, smiling, and explained: "My master Yuanshi Tianzun is playing chess with Uncle Tongtian on Jin'ao Island and has no time to pay attention to other things. This is the calamity of Fellow Daoist Lü Yue, but also his opportunity. We just need to watch."

The moment Lü Yue set foot in Guixu, he aroused the response of Yuanshi Tianzun, who was ready to send his disciples to expel Lü Yue, but as he comprehended the Dao of Heaven and Earth,

Discovered that there was a riot in the North Sea.

Ancestor Kunpeng was even more murderous, he certainly would not miss this good show, so there was this scene of playing chess on Jin'ao Island.

(End of this chapter)