Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Glug!

Glug!

Glug!

In the mirror, they also had vertical eyes on their bodies.

His vertical eyes darted around, similar to those of the Ninth Army Corps Commander.

It's just that the quantity is slightly less.

However, both the royal authority and the other cultivators unanimously agreed at this moment:

If left unchecked, the vertical eyes on them will multiply, eventually turning them into figures like the Ninth Legion Commander.

At this moment, Mei Niang, Ma Qingqiu, and the others were in turmoil.

Their eyes opened, and they broke free from the illusion created by the vertical eye.

Pfft!

Mei Niang noticed something was wrong with herself, grabbed the vertical eye on her chest, and squeezed it hard.

boom!

Its vertical eye exploded, and black blood splattered everywhere.

"Heh heh, you spend all your time hunting geese, but you end up getting pecked by them."

"You little three-eyed fellow, you dare to scheme against me?"

Puff! Puff! Puff!

This woman actually managed to gouge out each and every vertical eye.

There were some vertical eyes on her back, but she actually turned her neck and limbs 180 degrees and still managed to knock them off.

However, before she could catch her breath, vertical eyes reappeared from her flesh and blood.

Mei Niang frowned, and this time she not only continued to pluck the knot, but also began to recite the "Scripture of Salvation".

Bilibili!

The power of the Ferryman Sutra erupted, penetrating her flesh and blood, and eroding her vertical eye.

The next moment, she was writhing on the ground in pain, her body convulsing and emitting black smoke.

Whoosh!

The Ninth Legion Commander, his face contorted with vertical glares, stood up and smiled: "Gentlemen, it's no use."

"The moment the first vertical eye appears on your body, you become the vessel of adulthood!"

call!

Wang Quan blew a gust of wind, lifting Meiniang out of the pit: "Heh, if they were used as vessels, why didn't you release them sooner?"

Why has it been delayed until now?

The Ninth Army Commander remained silent.

Wang Quan sighed: "I'll answer for you: because your vertical eye has never been successfully planted."

Mei Niang got up from the ground and said excitedly, "That's right! I just checked the Yang Shen, and there are no vertical eyes on it yet!"

"They haven't even taken over my body yet!"

Ma Qingqiu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Wang Quan and the others frowned.

Because, just as Wu Zetian was gouging out her extra eyeballs, Wang Quan used his spiritual eye magic to observe:

These eyes have penetrated deep into her bones and burrowed into the very acupoints of her life.

It even followed the path of cultivation, transcending reality and illusion, and drilled into the inner realm.

Before long, this eyeball will be reflected in the inner landscape and eventually enter the Yang spirit.

She just used the "Scripture of Salvation" to cleanse herself, but she only cleaned a small part of the surface of her eyeballs.

The eyeball roots that had burrowed into the body were completely undamaged.

At this moment, Mei Niang snorted coldly, and a pinkish-red light shot out from her nostrils.

Click!

A red light circled around the neck, and then the head and body separated.

Mei Niang's head flew off the ground, blood gushing out, but her face was full of smugness: "Heh, you think you can trap me with this kind of trick?"

"What can you do to me if I change bodies again?"

As she spoke, her magic pouch opened on its own, and a headless corpse flew out.

call out!

Her head landed on top, and tiny fleshy hands grew on her neck, adjusting and stitching herself up.

After she finished, she puffed out her chest and said, "How's this new body? It's still so pink and tender in many places."

"Fellow Daoist who throws flowers, would you like to test its quality?"

Wang Quan coughed: "There are too many eyeballs on it, I can't bring myself to eat it."

Mei Niang... lowered her head, then... raised it, glaring at the Ninth Legion Commander and other beings with gritted teeth:

"You bastards, I entertained you all, and you schemed against me?"

"Do you really think I'm made of clay?"

The next moment, she took a step forward and appeared directly behind the Ninth Regiment Commander, pressing her hand on his spine.

Click!

With a tug, she pulled out her spine.

In the next instant, Feng Jiliao, the commander of the Second Legion, suddenly appeared behind her, then formed a hand seal, with lightning and fire rolling within it, and fiercely pressed down on her body.

boom!

Thunder and fire exploded.

Mei Niang was blown away and bounced a few times after hitting the ground.

puff!

A puff of black smoke came out of her mouth.

She stared blankly at the gray sky, two lines of tears falling: "Loneliness, we were so in love."

"Why did you...?"

The wind sighed sadly, "I was merely fulfilling my master's task."

"Otherwise, I would feel disgusted just looking at you."

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Meiniang wept uncontrollably; she was mourning her lost love.

Glug! Glug!

Its vertical eyes darted around, and suddenly a mouth sprouted, croaking a strange laugh: "Flower-scattering Taoist, I am not that kind of trash as 10086."

"This seat..."

Wang Quan rubbed his hands together, and a bolt of lightning suddenly struck it.

boom!

Thunder and fire exploded.

The vertical-eyed creature was blown up and tumbled over.

Wang Quan stepped through the dust and looked down at the large eyeballs: "Stop talking nonsense, take the eyeballs off their bodies."

"Otherwise... I'll make you wish you were dead."

The man with the vertical eye chuckled and said, "Do you think that's possible?"

Wang Quan looked at Ying Jiaren and Ruo Jinghong: "You two recite the [Scripture of Salvation] to continuously convert this vertical-eyed person."

"Let's see how many clones it has."

"Okay!" Ying Jiaren and the others recited the sutra for saving people.

It struggled, its eyes wide, trying to escape.

But there's no way to escape it.

This sutra for saving people is recited by Foundation Establishment cultivators, and its power is dozens or even hundreds of times greater than when Wang Quan, a Qi Refining Realm cultivator, used it.

One by one, the chains binding the person to the ground pierced their flesh, locking them firmly in place.

Other scriptures for saving people are not benevolent either; they transform into spears, repeatedly piercing the vertical eye.

It wailed with vertical eyes, turned to dust, but stubbornly revived once more.

Wang Quan was lost in thought upon seeing this scene.

He said to the First Legion Commander, "You lead your men and simultaneously cast the Salvation Sutra on these unfortunate souls."

"Wipe out their eyeballs."

"good!"

When the First Legion Commander and others were about to recite the sutra for saving people, the Ninth, Second, and Sixth Legion Commanders and their comrades all retreated.

"Hmm? You don't want to break free from this vertical-eyed guy's control?"

A fierce glint appeared in Wang Quan's eyes.

Several legion commanders covered in vertical eyes laughed: "It's not that we don't want to, it's that we can't."

"Our spirits are covered with vertical eyes; everything about us has taken on the shape of vertical eyes."

"To cleanse the vertical eye is to cleanse us."

"We don't want to die."

Ma Qingqiu and the others scrambled to Wang Quan's side, crying, "Fellow Daoist, forget about those dead ghosts, save us first!"

Wang Quan nodded: "Tie them up with ropes."

"Ugh!"

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to tie them up!"

"If I don't tie you up, I'm afraid you'll be in so much pain that you'll defect to the Vertical Eyes camp."

"........."

Bilibili!

Girgh!

The First Legion Commander brought many Daoist cultivators.

Everyone chanted the sutra for saving people, specifically targeting the eyeballs on Mei Niang and others.

Mei Niang and the others screamed and writhed wildly.

"Let me go, I'm not cleaning anymore!"

"Ouch, that hurts! I guess being a backup option with vertical eyes isn't so bad after all!"

Everyone was busy, some cleaning the vertical eyes, some cleaning the eyeballs off Mei Niang and the others, and some striking the commanders of the Ninth and Second Legions.

Wang Quan did not take action.

He soared into the air, seated atop seventy-two auspicious clouds, from which eyes emerged, each eye locking onto a single cultivator.

At the same time, he formed hand seals, condensing a series of lightning and fire spells.

If anything unexpected happens, he can unleash a thousand or eight hundred thunderbolts to bombard everything in an instant.

The reason he was so wary was because he felt that the vertical eye was up to no good.

"Under normal attack, once this vertical eye turns to ashes, it will never be reborn."

"But why did it stubbornly remain in the same spot, allowing itself to be beaten and killed by everyone?"

"Why did they travel to the underworld instead of the present world when they transformed into Wu Zetian and the others?"

As he pondered, he looked at the man with the vertical eye: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man with the vertical eye winced in pain and admitted, "I don't know either."

"I'm just using it as a tool."

"Those big shots told me that I have to stay here and can only leave tomorrow."

"Just one day less!"

"If you had just stayed one day longer, I would have left and wouldn't have suffered so much."