Primordial Era: I rule the great sect and command all immortals.

Chapter 283 Mosquito Taoist Battles Erlang Shen, Blood Sea Divine Power Displays Its Might

Little did he know the background of this Mosquito Taoist. In the Three Realms, apart from Amitabha Buddha and Cundi Buddha Mother who never forgot this Mosquito Taoist, only Chaos Dao Lord knew of such a person because of his foresight.

However, Mosquito Taoist is elusive and has not established any sect. He lives alone, making it extremely difficult for anyone to track him down.

Today, if it weren't for seeing the "Lotus Lantern" and being overcome by greed, I wouldn't have been discovered, and I wouldn't have had a great battle with Yang Jian.

In fact, this person's background was not bad; he also came from the Nine Nether Blood Sea. However, the Styx Ancestor was born first and gained the recognition of the Blood Sea's origin, which caused him to lose his chance.

In this way, Mosquito Taoist acted cautiously in order to prevent Styx Ancestor from discovering his existence.

Over the years, relying on his strange supernatural powers, this Mosquito Taoist has traveled through the Three Realms and Six Paths, collecting resources everywhere, assassinating various masters, and absorbing their blood.

His current cultivation level is thousands of times stronger than when he appeared during the Investiture of the Gods Calamity. He is also at the late Quasi-Saint level and is one of the top experts in the demonic path.

His mutated "Blood River Technique" is a divine skill created by Mosquito Taoist, different from the "Blood Nerve" of Styx Ancestor. It is an evil technique that combines ghostly supernatural powers.

Hundreds of millions of vengeful ghosts and spirits churned in the river of blood, howling and wailing. All sorts of distracting thoughts, once activated by supernatural powers, would cause even a quasi-saint level expert to be disturbed by these worldly distractions and immediately suffer a qi deviation!

No matter how high your cultivation level or how strong your supernatural powers are, if you are careless, you will corrupt your mind, let inner demons grow, and destroy your life's cultivation in an instant, and die a violent death!

This is the power of Mosquito Taoist's strange and supernatural abilities!

At this moment, Yang Jian truly felt this sensation, which was extremely uncomfortable. He quickly used the "Jade Purity Immortal Light" to protect his body, especially his sea of ​​consciousness, to prevent these evil energies from eroding his will.

"Heh heh heh! Yang Jian, your skills are far from enough. What kind of war god of the Chan Sect do you think you are?"

Mosquito Taoist sneered repeatedly, thrusting his blood-red spear forward. With a "whoosh," a chilling and vicious aura shot out, easily piercing Yang Jian's "Jade Purity Immortal Light." If Yang Jian hadn't been experienced in combat and dodged in time, Mosquito Taoist would have created a hole in him with that one strike.

"Blood-Transforming Divine Thunder!"

Mosquito Taoist's figure flickered, constantly flashing around Yang Jian. Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly, his palm solidified, and a blood-red, crystalline lightning ball appeared in his palm.

The lightning ball bounced and exploded towards Yang Jian with a "boom"!

Instantly, various kinds of Yin and evil poisonous gas exploded out from the thunder ball, and countless poisonous gases burned the "Jade Purity Immortal Light" with a sizzling sound.

"not good!"

Yang Jian was shocked. He never expected that this unfamiliar powerful cultivator would unleash one killing move after another, each one difficult to deal with!

"Blood Demon Great Handprint!"

Suddenly, the Mosquito Taoist in front of him transformed into a streak of light and disappeared. The next instant, he abruptly appeared behind Yang Jian, unleashing a chilling palm strike at him.

"Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique, Pangu Creates the Heavens!"

Yang Jian quickly turned around, fully activating the "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique". With a flash of light in his hand, a "Heaven-Opening Divine Axe" formed from condensed magical power slashed towards Mosquito Daoist!

"Snap!"

Mosquito Taoist screamed and his body retreated rapidly. In this attack, the two finally faced each other and clashed head-on. In terms of power, Mosquito Taoist's strange supernatural power was still no match for the strength of the Law of Force.

"Ancient Demon Transformed into Blood Divine Way!"

Mosquito Taoist's face turned pale, and streaks of blood-red light flashed from the torn cuff. Wriggling flesh buds grew out again, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, an arm was formed again.

"Mosquito Taoist? You're quite skilled! Take my 'Jade Purity Divine Thunder'!"

Having gained the upper hand, Yang Jian also realized the true strength of the Mosquito Taoist. Although the man's supernatural abilities were strange, they were not as powerful as his own. In a head-on confrontation, the man was no match for him!

Having figured this out, Yang Jian felt more confident. He wielded his "Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword" with great force, disregarding the injuries caused by those strange supernatural abilities. He was determined to exchange his own injuries for Mosquito Daoist's life!

"Good lad! You think I'm afraid of you?"

Mosquito Taoist sneered and suddenly summoned an object. A third-grade golden lotus landed at his feet and bloomed with golden light of merit. However, the golden light was very strange, as it was also radiating a trace of blood full of a fishy smell.

"What is this thing?"

Yang Jian was startled. Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but exclaim, "The Buddhist Twelve-Grade Golden Wheel of Merit?"

"Heh heh heh! Yang Jian, you've got quite a bit of knowledge! But this Daoist can't spare your life any longer!"

Mosquito Taoist grinned maliciously. With the protection of the third-grade merit lotus, he continued to thrust forward with his blood-red spear, which was refined from his life essence!

Its power is extraordinary; in terms of sharpness and penetrating ability, it can be called a top-tier magic weapon in the Three Realms.

After several exchanges, Yang Jian gradually sensed the power of the blood-red spear and dared not risk injury to survive the attack.

In his mind's eye, Yang Jian calculated that if he were shot, he would probably be half-dead, if not killed!

"What should we do?"

In the blood-red river, the two powerful beings clashed continuously. Outside, Chenxiang couldn't help but ask the God of Mount Hua a question.

"This... both the True Lord and that powerful figure from the demonic path are quasi-saints! It's very difficult for us to get involved!"

At this point, the Mountain God of Mount Hua couldn't help but shudder. This time, he almost died. Fortunately, Yang Jian arrived in time; otherwise, the Mountain God of Mount Hua would have been replaced.

He is not one of the 365 named gods on the "Investiture of the Gods," who can be resurrected from the "Investiture of the Gods" after dying in battle.

"We are no match for them. I will immediately send a message to the Great Emperor of Mount Tai!"

After thinking it over, he realized there was no other way. Yang Jian couldn't be defeated. That demon was clearly no good. If Yang Jian lost, the God of Mount Hua would surely die. With no other choice, he used the ultimate divine method to immediately report the situation here to the Great Emperor of Mount Tai.

Now, the Great Emperor of Mount Tai, who usually sits in the Nine Netherworld, suddenly received a secret message from the God of Mount Hua. He was moved and read it through.

"this……"

This was a major matter that Huang Feihu could no longer handle, so he hurriedly sent a message to his teacher, Wen Zhong, the Heavenly Venerable of Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder and Universal Transformation.

Since the Investiture of the Gods, Wen Zhong has been a capable general under the command of the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven. Now that his disciple has come to his rescue, the old Grand Tutor naturally cannot sit idly by.

Moreover, the mountain god of Mount Hua is also a member of their Jie Sect. Although he does not have the official status of the Jie Sect, he is loyal to the Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole of the Central Heaven, so they cannot leave him unattended.

However, this matter involves Qingyuan Daomiao Zhenjun, and there are people from the Chan Sect involved, so it is not easy to handle.

A day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth. Wen Zhong dared not delay and quickly sought an audience with the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven, recounting the events to him.

"This is simple. Go to Wuyi Mountain and have Yuan Hong, Liu Er, Wukong, and Zhi Qi go there as well."

The Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven gave a casual instruction.

After Wen Zhong expressed his gratitude and was about to leave the "Ziwei Palace", the voice of the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven Ziwei Palace lightly entered his ears: "Mosquito Daoist is an unstable factor. If you can kill him, then kill him. If you can't kill him, then just relieve the siege. There is no need to make a mortal enemy of him."

"Yes! Your Majesty, I will obey your decree!"

Wen Zhong felt a chill run down his spine. He bowed once more to the Great Emperor of the Purple Star in the Central Heaven before quickly descending to the mortal realm.

Wen Zhong was extremely anxious along the way, and soon arrived at "Wuyi Mountain".

The Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation of Thunder and Lightning of the Nine Heavens was one of the important figures of the Jie Sect. When he arrived at Wuyi Mountain, there was no obstruction. He quickly arrived at the Chaos Palace and paid his respects to Lady Yunxiao.

"Wen Zhong, I already know why you've come."

After listening to Wen Zhong's account, Fairy Yunxiao looked surprised. She never expected that another Mosquito Taoist would suddenly appear in the world.

According to the report from the mountain god of Mount Hua, the Mosquito Taoist somehow stole three of the twelve grades of Amitabha Buddha's precious "Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Wheel." This is simply daring to offend the Grand Duke Jupiter and courting death.

Even Fairy Yunxiao couldn't help but be shocked by Mosquito Taoist's audacity.

"Alright then! You go back first, and leave things here to your senior brother Yuan Hong and the others."

In the end, Fairy Yunxiao agreed to the idea of ​​the Great Emperor of the North Pole of the Central Heaven, and sent her elite troops to capture Mosquito Taoist and rescue the Mountain God of Mount Hua.

"Yes! Your disciple Wen Zhong takes his leave!"

With Lady Yunxiao dispatching four Quasi-Saints, there was naturally no chance of anything going wrong. Only then did Wen Zhong feel relieved and return to the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Soon, Yuan Hong, the Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong, and Wuzhiqi received the decree from the Goddess Yunxiao and excitedly rushed out of "Wuyi Mountain".

These four monkeys, having tasted the sweetness of the Chaos Demon Ape's fusion, do not believe that there are many people in the Three Realms who can rival them. Even amidst a great calamity, they remain extremely excited upon hearing that they will be fighting against a Quasi-Saint expert.

Yuan Hong and his three companions moved with incredible speed, arriving at Mount Hua in just a short while. Only three to five days had passed since the mountain god of Mount Hua reported the situation there.

Yang Jian and Mosquito Taoist continued their relentless battle. Their fighting prowess was so great that they showed no signs of fatigue, and the battle raged on until the very sky changed color.

If it weren't for the fact that the Mosquito Taoist had concealed the secrets of heaven here with the River of Blood, the great supernatural beings of the Three Realms would have sensed the anomaly long ago.

"Hahaha! Yang Jian, this humble Taoist has come to your rescue!"

The blood river couldn't stop Yuan Hong's discerning eyes. Seeing that Yang Jian and Mosquito Daoist were fighting evenly, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Over the years, he served as a protector of the Jie Sect, while Yang Jian served as a protector of the Chan Sect. The two are often compared.

Before, everyone was a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, but a few years ago, Yang Jian suddenly had an epiphany and actually advanced to the late-stage Quasi-Saint level ahead of him, becoming a top expert in the Three Realms.

This made Yuan Hong very embarrassed. This time, seeing that Yang Jian seemed to be in trouble, he immediately began to gloat.

"Um?"

The sudden arrival of four Quasi-Saints took both Yang Jian and Mosquito Daoist by surprise, forcing them to divert some of their attention to observe the situation outside.

"Yuan Hong? This True Lord needs no help from you! Mosquito Daoist, I will personally slay him!"

Yuan Hong's sarcasm made Yang Jian's face turn ugly. He coldly retorted, suddenly increasing the strength in his hand, unwilling to lose face in front of his old rival.

"Oh no! The Jie Sect has come because of me!"

Mosquito Taoist was startled and panicked. Five powerful beings had descended, and it was five against one. He was not the Master of the Styx River, so how could he possibly be a match for so many people?

Moreover, although Mosquito Taoist has not been well-known over the years, it does not mean that he is unaware of the situation in the Three Realms. In secret, he has never severed his ties with the outside world.

The four great war gods who protect the sect are not nobody!

In particular, the four guardian war gods can condense the body of the Chaos Demon Ape, although this thing is far inferior to the "Pangu Body" condensed by the "Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation".

But after all, he was still one of the Chaos Gods, a top-tier powerhouse.

In the Three Realms, apart from masters at the level of sect leaders, it is difficult to find anyone with great supernatural powers who can match the combined strength of Yuan Hong and his three companions.

Mosquito Taoist was very arrogant and dared not confront the Chaos Demon Ape!

At this moment, he had already begun to consider retiring.

"kill!"

Feeling timid, Yang Jian's skills slackened. With his rich experience, he immediately sensed this subtle change. He swayed and unleashed the great supernatural power of "Law of Heaven and Earth".

With a deafening roar, the entire river of blood exploded as the enormous "three-pointed double-edged sword" slashed down at Yang Jian's towering divine body!

"squeak……"

Suddenly, the Mosquito Taoist screamed, unleashing the "Great Soul-Seizing Demonic Sound" divine power of the demonic path. Rolling sound waves swept out, and Yang Jian, Yuan Hong, the Six-Eared Macaque, Sun Wukong, and Wuzhiqi were all within the attack range of the demonic sound.

If Mosquito Taoist hadn't concentrated his efforts on dealing with these quasi-saints and thus spared the Huashan Mountain God and Liu Chenxiang, the two would have been immediately brainwashed by the demonic sound, their souls shattered, and they would have died!

At this moment, the five powerful beings were under immense pressure.

Everyone felt their heads buzzing, as if silver needles were piercing their brains; the pain of those needles was simply unbearable!

"Hehehe! Today you outnumber me, so I won't keep you company. We'll have a proper get-together when you're all alone!"

With a "buzz," the Mosquito Taoist chuckled a few times, a flash of blood-red light appeared on his body, and his speed suddenly increased a hundredfold. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown tens of millions of miles.

"This is the demonic 'Blood Escape Technique'!"

Yuan Hong's face was grim, and he said through gritted teeth.

This time, the four guardian war gods of the Jie Sect personally took action, but before they could even make a move, they were caught off guard by Mosquito Taoist's underhanded trick, which gave him a moment to react, and Mosquito Taoist actually managed to escape.

How could this situation not infuriate him?

"Damn it! That Mosquito Taoist is doomed! I will grind him to dust!"

Wuzhiqi cursed loudly. He was an unruly demon, and when he heard that Mosquito Daoist wanted to take revenge on him, and considering that he was no match for him, he was filled with rage and wanted to gather his fellow disciples to hunt him down.

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