Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 462: Burn, Smash, and Explode
The commotion in the Endless Sea was getting louder and louder, and the peddler was gradually finding it difficult to cope with the situation alone.

The Soul-Splitting and Soul-Snatching were both entangled at the same time. Not to mention helping him share the burden, it was already great that I didn't have to help.

The last seven of the Twelve Sons of Heaven specifically surrounded his puppet, but the remaining five were still able to beat them hard, especially when the puppet was not able to play a role, the peddler's strength was reduced by more than half.

In terms of martial arts, their Holy Sect believes that they are superior to the other party. Whether it is various strange and bizarre abilities or the special martial arts, these are not something that the Tiandao Sect can compare with.

But in terms of foundation, the Tiandao Sect is not inferior to them.

Therefore, in a one-on-one fight, the peddler and his friends were not at a disadvantage, except that their strange and bizarre abilities were not as good as the opponent's magnificent skills.

The most intuitive point is that the opponent can coordinate their skills at any time to form a joint attack, making them cry out in pain.

"Let's move faster, or should we run away?"

The one who spoke was Duo Po, he was the most miserable one. From the very beginning, he had already consumed too much spiritual energy in trying to escape, and now he had to fight fierce battles again and again here, so he was even more miserable than Fen Hun.

The split soul was also feeling extremely uncomfortable. The path he took was actually similar to that of the peddler, which was the path of being blocked. When there were so many people around, it was extremely uncomfortable for him to take action. He simply couldn't free his hands to suppress any of them.

Hearing this, he quickly responded, "Yes, we are faster than them, why don't we retreat!"

The peddler's face suddenly turned ashen. Two bastards brought the disaster here, and now they want to escape?
"No, you can't leave until my island is safe. Without me, you will be caught up sooner or later even if you can run."

The two could only complain bitterly, but they did not dare to escape alone.

What the peddler said was not wrong. Even if they could be faster than the opponent due to the special skills, they might not be able to get rid of them.

Otherwise, why would Duo Po risk his life to cross a distance of a hundred miles to bring people here! He thought that if he continued to run, he would be dead.

"Why did you bring people here? If it weren't for you, the peddler and I wouldn't be here."

The soul fragment said angrily.

Duopo felt very aggrieved, "I was also wronged. I was just having a good time at home, and these bastards came and blew up my island."

In fact, until now he still couldn't figure out what went wrong, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No, I want to ask them how they found me."

The soul fragment was startled and its facial features were all misplaced, looking ridiculous. He hurriedly scolded, "Why are you asking? Will they tell the truth if you ask them? What if they try to sow discord and say that I betrayed you? Will you believe it?"

Duopo suddenly felt that it made sense. The other party was not a fool. If he really had the means, how could he reveal it? Naturally, he should keep it for future use.

"Of course I can't believe them."

"Yes, everything they say is unbelievable."

Fenhun said in a firm tone.

……

Han Yu was the one who was really decisive. He had been sitting in the cauldron and chopping for quite some time. With a snap, the first chain in his left hand shattered into pieces with a slight pinch, just like ordinary iron corroded by time.

The spirit of the weapon was beaming with joy. It had never imagined that its authority was so powerful. It could really cut through anything.

"I'm afraid nothing will be able to trap you from now on."

Be it a barrier, a magic circle or a magic weapon, chop them all into pieces.

"What's the use of being able to make pills? It's only useful if you can fight."

The spirit of the weapon laughed triumphantly.

With the first chain breaking, the next seven chains naturally followed suit.

Not long after, Han Yu finally got rid of the trouble of the chains. It is worth mentioning that as the eight chains turned into powder at the same time, the four dragon-imprisoning pillars collapsed at the same time.

"go!"

The spirit of the weapon urged repeatedly.

Han Yu was about to come out holding the big tripod, but suddenly he pulled back.

"Wait a minute, I'll destroy the big cauldron for him too."

The spirit of the weapon felt unhappy when he heard this. If he didn't escape while he could, he would mess things up later, so he couldn't help but speak.

"I can't even trap you, why do you still care about the big cauldron?"

Han Yu spoke in a bad mood.

"Why keep this harmful thing? It will ruin your vent."

He was treated extremely badly by this altar, so how could he leave it to the peddler? He was dreaming.

After saying that, Mo Dao thrust into the cauldron. After just a few dozen breaths, the entire cauldron collapsed and broke into countless pieces like pieces of paper. Without the cauldron, the altar was under tremendous pressure, but Han Yu had already prepared for it. Before the force could reach him, he had already escaped.

"What do you want to do again?"

The spirit of the weapon spoke again in an unpleasant tone, just because Han Yu still didn't leave. He stood beside the altar, as if he had made some kind of decision.

What does he want to do?

It was nothing more than wanting to give the peddler a "three-light" surprise.

"Nothing! I just want to burn, smash and blow up everything here."

After he finished speaking, eight huge blue dragons rushed towards the altar.

burst!
The sound of the huge explosion shook the entire island.

Soon, Han Yu came to the Soul-Devouring Grove again. Looking at the strange black plants in front of him, his mind suddenly became active.

"If this is burned, the peddler's life will be almost gone, right?"

"If this is burned, I'm afraid his biggest wish in life will be to kill you."

The spirit of the weapon couldn't help but roll its eyes. This was courting death!

Han Yu clicked his tongue a few times, as if the other party would let him go if he didn't seek death. Since everyone was not getting along, they would naturally fight to the death.

This time Han Yu was even more ruthless. After releasing the domain, he began to compress it madly, gradually squeezing the white energy to the limit, until it turned into a strange purple color, and then he released it fiercely.

The puppet hanging on the branch was like a dead object without the peddler's control. The breath of destruction swept down madly, covering the sky and the earth, and everything was annihilated wherever it passed!

The Soul-Devouring Tree only held out for a few breaths before it exploded with a crackling sound, and either turned directly into charcoal or shattered into powder in the breath of destruction, or disappeared in the explosion at the last moment!
"There's only one thing left."

Han Yu laughed happily when he came out of the sea of ​​fire covered in dust.

……

The peddler was in a very bad mood at the moment.

The noise in the distant sea was so loud that the breath of destruction could be felt here.

What's even more unfortunate is that he is particularly familiar with this breath.

Worse!

He had a bad feeling in his heart. This aura was naturally Han Yu's. The fact that it could burst out with such great power could only mean one thing.

The altar can no longer hold him back!
Then the continuous explosions made his mood plummet to the bottom.

Since Han Yu escaped from the altar, there was still such a commotion.

There is only one possibility, this bastard is destroying the island!
The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. The island could be destroyed, the altar could be destroyed, but the only thing he had was the result of his hard work over the long years.

That is the most important thing on the island, otherwise he wouldn't have to stay here to fight off such a group of mad dogs.

However, what made him completely despair was that the last flame that shot up into the sky had already reached its maximum momentum, and a scenario that he dared not guess lingered in his mind...

"Come die!"

Suddenly, a breath of destruction came rushing over with a murderous sword intent. The old Taoist took advantage of the moment when the peddler was distracted and struck out with his strongest sword.

The peddler only felt a shock in his chest, and the sword intent penetrated his body and almost rushed into the sacred spring. Fortunately, he reacted in time and immediately used a rag doll to transfer the sword intent away.

But he was injured after all, and a large amount of blood spurted out. The peddler's face looked extremely ugly.

It's over! Fenhun was worried, looking at the peddler's face and the explosion in the distance, he covered his chest as if he felt the same way.

He thought the same as the other person, that everything that happened there could only have been caused by Han Yu's escape.

If this was true, not only would he lose a clone, but all the losses caused by Han Yu would also fall on him.

Just thinking about the value of that grove of trees makes my scalp tingle, and even my life would not be enough to compensate for it.

Ruined!
Although Duopo didn't know what happened on the island, something definitely happened.

Considering how much the peddler treasured the island, if he caused damage by bringing people over, the consequences would be horrible...

Wonderful!
The twelve people from the Tiandao Sect looked into the distance, and after sensing the huge movement, they felt delighted.

There is no need to guess, something must have happened on that dilapidated island.

(End of this chapter)