Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 21 Stepping on the Mountain Gate
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The ferocious bandits are still smiling. The leader is wearing a tight-fitting black robe, with sharp eyebrows. On the right side of his face is a scar that runs through the entire face. A yellow-orange gourd is tied around his waist. The sitting dragon Lin Ma is also more handsome than the other rogues, and is calling Zhang Wu's name loudly.

"Take out the source of this month quickly, or you will bear the consequences."

"Noisy!"

Before Zhang Wuye came out to answer, a dragon chant came from the village, as if there was a real dragon chant, which captivated everyone's souls instantly.

And those dragon-scaled horses also panicked and went crazy, their four hooves stamped in a panic, and the frightened horses began to run away into the distance.

The rogues were thrown off their horses one by one. The leader's face changed drastically when he heard the voice, but he still managed to control his mount. Then he pretended to be calm and dismounted, and said respectfully:
"I don't know which immortal is going to intervene. I am a disciple of the outer sect of Fengyu Sect, and my master is in charge of the Fengyu Sect. Is there any misunderstanding?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a god-man appearing in mid-air on a chaotic dragon, looking at them indifferently, that kind of look he was very familiar with, it was the same look when he looked at those villagers back then.

It was a disregard that could easily take his life, and it was also the look he looked at the dead. It was the same look he had when he robbed women from the village.

"It's not good, disaster is imminent!"

"The fairy spares my life, the villain is willing to sacrifice all the origin stones in exchange for my life."

At this point, the little boss hastily knelt down and begged for mercy. He never dared to take out the Wind Feather Gate behind him to counterpress the opponent. The opponent's aura was beyond his imagination. He had seen the strongest monk in his life. The head of the Fengyu Sect is far behind, so he dares to threaten him.

Su Yu waited for the little villain to finish speaking, and then a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he spit out a mouthful of chaotic air. In an instant, the true energy was divided into dozens of filaments, which were extremely sharp, and shot towards the bandits.

The rogues who were terrified in their hearts fled for their lives one after another, while the leader gritted his teeth, and with a look of madness on his ferocious face, he threw the gourd back and threw it back. Then, with a whip in his hand, he rode the dragon-scale horse outward run away.

And the yellow-orange gourd spun around in the air, from the size of a palm to the height of a person, and the black and dirty corpse water poured out of the gourd's mouth, rushing towards the village.

"The water for refining corpses."

Su Yu snorted coldly, waved his sleeve robe, took away the corpse water, and then waved towards the little boss. In an instant, the filthy corpse water soaked him, and screams came from the barren land.

The Dakou, who was still alive and well, was eroded by the corpse water and melted most of his flesh and blood, and he was still howling in the water.

And the rest of the rogues were nailed to the ground by zhenqi filaments, their bodies trembling unceasingly, begging for mercy from their mouths.

Instead of watching the joy of the villagers getting revenge, he flew in front of the leader, and directly used secret techniques to search the soul of the other party. A mortal who hasn't opened up the sea of ​​bitterness is not worthy of using the God Salvation Art.

After knowing the three small sects around the ancient mine in the early days from the other party's memory, he waved his sleeves and threw back the bandit leader who had turned into a flesh and blood skeleton.

"These people are handed over to you."

Su Yu didn't bother to watch the drama of the youth's revenge. To him, these were nothing but illusions. His real goal was the piece of Wushi Emperor Jade.

The Wushi Emperor Jade is on a disciple of Qingxiamen, Fengyumen, Qingxiamen, Xuanyue Cave, and Lihuo Sect.

There are only these four sects around here, and there are actually two sects that have heavy treasures, Wushi Emperor Jade and Lihuo Shenlu.

Su Yu drove Shenhong towards Fengyu Gate.

Shenhong was extremely fast, and soon arrived at the mountain gate of the other party. It was a sacred mountain with a palace on it.

Eighteen spiritual mountains stand in the middle of the cave, surrounded by a faint white mist. A thousand-foot waterfall hangs on each mountain peak.

And a spring is gurgling and flowing, with flowers blooming beside it, very lively and beautiful. This kind of scenery is very rare in the northern region. It is a real fairy cave and a pure land on earth.

The original majestic mountain gate is now in ruins.

"Who is coming?"

Sensing the presence of Dragon Transforming Dragon Qi, a decayed and old voice came from the temple on the mountainside, and then an old man in red robe and jade belt pierced the sky like a shooting star, and landed in front of the mountain gate of Fengyu Gate, followed by a group of Taoist priests.

A monk at the pinnacle of the four poles?Su Yu squinted his eyes, looked at the other party, and found that the other party was lifeless, and his aura was extremely decayed. It seemed that he had used some elixir to survive until now.

It seems that this old man died before Ye Fan came, and he happened to catch up.

Seeing the hostility in Su Yu's eyes and the majestic aura on his body, the old Taoist sighed.

"Your Excellency is full of energy and blood, which is really enviable. The old Taoist will not have many days to live. Where did this faction offend fellow Taoists? Can you explain it clearly so that you can make compensation, why bother with swords?"

Su Yu didn't answer, and still shot out the imperial flying dragon style. The golden light in the shape of a dragon flew into the sky, and the dragon's aura flew up, bullying the world.

A vast momentum swept across the mountains and rivers.

He pinched his fingers, and suddenly the shadow of the emperor appeared behind him, the shadow of the emperor was still blurred, it was ten feet high, and its color changed from pale gold to pure gold.

In an instant, the old man's eyes were fixed, his breath became stronger, his blood energy dispersed the surrounding mist, his appearance also began to change, the snow-white hair began to turn black, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one. The state returned to middle age.

In the end, he sacrificed a small golden bell, and the bell sounded long and leisurely, as if it could stop everything.

"The last battle? It's a pity, but it's futile. How long can you last with your withered blood?"

Su Yu's expression was indifferent, and as time went by, in just three breaths, this quadrupole and quadruple heaven cultivator who forcibly refined the essence of blood energy was directly suppressed and killed by the imperial dragon energy, and the delicate little clock was also broken, turning into countless The golden fragments, like a burst of golden rain, splashed in the surrounding mountains.

"Ancestor!"

Seeing the death of the Supreme Elder, the rest of the elders and the head of the sect wept unceasingly, but they were very bloody, and directly opened the big formation of the mountain gate, trying to trap Su Yu to death.

However, under the impact of the emperor's dragon spirit, everything turned into dust.

Su Yu watched with cold eyes, without any desire to do it himself. These monks are only in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and the one just now belongs to the self-destruct style. Even the monk who transforms the dragon has to avoid the edge, he doesn't want to overturn.

Put all the sources in the storage bag in the warehouse, and then shot out a fire dragon. In the sky full of flames, the Fengyumen was turned into ruins.

Some mortal servants all scattered and ran for their lives, while those monks were all bound by the immobilization method and could not break free.

A vase of the Great Way condensed in the air, shooting out chains, piercing through the wheels of life of all the monks
After devouring all these cultivators with the Immortal Heaven Skill, he was spotless, walking out of the endless flames like an immortal.

As long as he has enough resources, he can practice all the way to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.

As a practitioner of Immortal Heavenly Art, the so-called resources are these monks, and he has long been aware of this.

But there was a glimmer of haze in his heart. If this continues, will he lose himself? Then he thought of the exuberant blood and unique origin of the other party when he met Ye Fan, and his surging desire
Without thinking too much, Su Yu stepped on the rainbow light and rushed to the other two sects, which are also Qingxia Gate and Xuanyue Cave in the original book.

"The next place, Qingxia Gate."

After arriving at the Qingxia Gate, Su Yu didn't say much, and shot out a style of royal dragon energy, which was comparable to the dragon energy of nine transformations and smashed the opponent's mountain gate. The head of the Qingxia Gate who was driven out from the cave, a The old monk who had cultivated to the fifth heaven of the Taoist Palace was directly suppressed and killed by the dragon energy just after seeing Su Yu's figure.

Afterwards, Su Yu walked into the main hall of Qingxiamen, all the elders and disciples lined up on both sides with terrified expressions.

As if he is the master of this religion.

(End of this chapter)