Ordinary Cultivation of Immortals in Shushan

Chapter 113
"No, there's an ambush!" Zhu Rou's expression changed drastically.Once the formation was activated, thunder clouds gathered and the barrier immediately appeared.

Knowing that it was too late to escape, he threw the folding fan on the ground, and he was no longer as unrestrained as before, the protective magic light rose, his hands moved together, all the bamboo swords flew back to his side, and wrapped himself up instead.

Those Zhushan sect members who came out were all stunned, and the clever ones either ran back desperately, or rushed to the Lingzhu sword formation, shouting: "I beg the elder to be merciful!"

There was a rumbling sound of thunder, Meng Qiu urged the jade tablet, and the thunders of the God of Subduing Demons fell one after another, like golden snakes, entangled downwards, and killed all the Zhushan sect members in one fell swoop.

The lightning flashed continuously, swimming in the surrounding bamboo forest, all the green bamboos were turned into flying ash, and burned to a white ground in a radius of more than ten miles.

Meng Qiu urged the thunder cloud again, and there was another flash of thunder, falling into the air, like a stream flowing into a river, converging into more than ten strands in the middle, entwining towards the Lingzhu sword formation where Zhu Rou was.

The sword array has been shrunk by Zhu Rou to only about ten feet, and there is also a flash of blue color, sending out waves of Yimu divine thunder, which collide with the golden snake and dissipate together.

Only then did Zhu Rou heave a sigh of relief, her face looked better.

Bagu Zheng sneered in the air, and said via voice transmission: "The appearance of him on the stage is clearly based on Qi Shuming's appearance. I thought he should have a somewhat calm demeanor in times of danger, but who would have revealed his secrets in a moment."

Meng Qiu laughed, and went back through sound transmission: "Look at me being more ruthless. It's a pity that this time it's not like in Tiancanling before, with the help of Wenzhu Jieyun, the power of the magic circle is a little less."

Holding the jade card in his hand, he continued to input mana, and the demon-subduing formation swallowed up the surrounding aura, the dark clouds above his head became thicker, the thunder roared non-stop, and there was no rain at all, only thunderbolts poured down.

The Spirit Bamboo Sword Formation in Zhu Rou's hand is mostly used for attacking, but not enough for defending. Every time she can only send out Yimu Shenlei to attack against attack.

After spending more than an hour in this way, seeing the dharma light on the Lingzhu gradually becoming thinner, he couldn't help feeling impetuous.

If you are outside, you are not afraid of a stalemate for a month, but in the opponent's formation, without the supplement of spiritual energy, you can't last long with your own accumulated mana.

"The leader and the second elder are not here, and the third elder doesn't show up. Is this a rebellion?" Zhu Rou felt anxious in her heart.

There are three elders in the Zhushan Sect who wear gold ornaments. The third elder is at the station at the moment, but after waiting for so long, none of them came to the rescue.

Seeing that she couldn't last long, Zhu Rou hid in the sword array and said loudly: "Friend Daoist Meng, there is no deep hatred between you and me. If you have something to talk about, why bother to kill them all?"

Meng Qiu was about to answer when a female voice came from outside the formation, saying: "This thief attacked the mountain gate with arrogance, killing him a hundred times will not atone for his crime.

Great Elder, you are under the order of the leader to take charge of the educational affairs. It is my face to teach you. Why do you bow your knees to the enemy?Are you worthy of the dead Elder Cai and so many disciples? "

"Xia Sanniang, you bitch, you came here early tomorrow, but you hid aside to watch the fun." Zhu Rou was furious, and shouted, "Hurry up and make a move, do you really want to watch me get killed?"

Inside the gatehouse was an ugly middle-aged Taoist nun with a sneer on her face, she was Xia Sanniang, the third elder of the Zhushan Sect.At this moment, she was not in a hurry, and shirked:
"The Great Elder is mighty, second only to the leader. This little thief is just a mere foundation builder. How can he be your opponent. You must have made a plan in your heart. If I make a random move, won't it ruin your event?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. If you really think that I am dead, you can take a step closer?"

Zhu Rou was furious, but knowing the virtue of the other party, she refused to lower her posture to ask for help, but became even more fierce, saying: "

Don't dream, it's really going to be a critical moment, I can't control so much, and I won't hesitate to use any means.Wait, if you fail the leader's event, see if you can survive tomorrow, and you still don't activate the Zhushan formation? "

Xia Sanniang hesitated for a moment, then took out a bamboo tablet, shook it slightly, and the Zhushan Magic Formation suddenly lit up, and then expanded eagerly, enveloping half of the Demon Subduing Formation, and Zhu Rou was also in it.

Naturally, this large formation was vastly different from Zhu Rou's personal sword formation. The Demon Subduing formation shook suddenly, and the dark clouds in the sky almost dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, do you want me to take action?" Zheng Bagu came over via voice transmission, and Meng Qiu said, "No, I still have methods."

After saying that, he tossed the Qian Liuli into the air and landed on the place where the thunder cloud was originally, but seeing the golden light in the original formation, it was coated with a layer of clear brilliance.

The dark clouds turned into blue clouds, the formation stabilized once again, and then thunder broke out, mixed with green and gold, adding three points to the power, and fell on Zhu Rou's sword formation, with a clatter, smashing more than a dozen bamboo swords.

"Xia Sanniang, you idiot, why don't you make a move?" Zhu Rou screamed, out of breath.

Xia Sanniang's temperament is extremely narrow, but at this moment she didn't dare to hesitate, she hurriedly manipulated the Zhushan Formation, a layer of green light floated up to protect Zhu Rou.No matter how the Subduing Demon God's thunder strikes, it will only cause circles of ripples.

After these few blows, the green light concentrated to this place, mixed with the golden light and green light, and couldn't help squeezing out.

The two formations collided all the way, and the Zhushan formation was more powerful, but in this area, the Demon Subduing formation was more compact.

The situation remained stalemate for several more hours, and in the daytime, Zhu Rou was caught between the two formations, suffering a lot, most of her mana had been consumed, and her expression was sluggish.

But Meng Qiu was not much better, he didn't have much mana left, so he planned to make a final blow, secretly hooking up with Qian Liuli, to withstand the pressure of the Zhushan formation.

Using the Demon Subduing Formation, most of the power was poured on Zhu Rou's body, and the bamboo sword kept breaking, which made her tremble with fear, but she couldn't get away even if she wanted to leave.

As far as he knew, Xia Sanniang was willing to use the protective array because she was afraid of being punished by the leader afterwards, she was unwilling, and she would never take the risk to come out to rescue.

At the moment of life and death, Zhu Rou gritted her teeth, disregarding Pili's leadership, and sat cross-legged, muttering:

"The fragrance is deep and deep in the universe, and the fragrance is burning through the gate of heaven. The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, and the jade rabbit shines like a wheel. The southern star and the northern dipper are full of sky, and the five-color clouds are noisy...

I invite the Supreme Lord, Xuanhuang Wuji Tianzun.Ni is clothes, wind is horses, thunderbolts are clouds and dragons, chariots are flying... The disciples are dedicated to worship, and the magic soldiers are as urgent as orders. "

But seeing Zhu Rou's body suddenly burst into golden light, she came out of the body, and behind her was a figure, more than three feet tall, with a blurred face, and she knew it was a man from the clothes and attire.

Meng Qiu had never seen this kind of spell before, but he didn't dare to be careless, he hurriedly tried his best to activate the demon-subduing formation, and another demon-subduing god's thunder blasted away all the twenty or thirty bamboo swords left beside Zhu Rou.

Thunder clouds were rising, and there was another thunderbolt. Hundreds of lightning bolts descended from the sky, making the surroundings white. People in it felt like they were in a thunder prison. There was nowhere to escape in all directions.

Zhu Rou's eyes were closed tightly, and she didn't move, but the portrait behind her raised her right arm, spread her palm, and with a whimper, thousands of thunderbolts seemed to be pulled by something, they were forcibly pulled over, and they all entered into it, turning into a round ball, full of lightning, extremely white and bright, like a shrunken sun.

The portrait raised its head again, looked up at the sky, stretched out its hand and threw it upwards, and the thunderball rushed straight up eagerly.

"Fellow Daoist, quickly protect yourself, take back the magic circle, and let me go down!" Zheng Bagu came over via voice transmission, and Meng Qiu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly obeyed.

Only then did Qianliuli roll back the 28 command flags, and saw a golden light shoot down from mid-air, extremely powerful and fast, like Hou Yi's arrow shooting the sun, the brilliance was irresistible.

Meng Qiu had already wrapped himself in blue light, and dodged three to five miles away.

There was a loud "bang", like two mountain peaks colliding, he only felt that his eyes were pure white, he couldn't see anything at all, and he was hit by a strong force behind him, and he was pushed several miles away.

The white light flashed away, and when I looked back, there was already a mess in a radius of more than ten miles, with no trace of the original.

The entire formation of the Zhushan Sect was destroyed, and the disciples below Sanxian were all turned into fly ash when they got closer, only Zhu Rou, Xia Sanniang and a few others survived.

The figure behind Zhu Rou also seemed to be angry, and raised his hands to grab it, and suddenly endless dark clouds rolled in, covering the sun, the sky dimmed, and it was dark night again.

"Let's go!" Zheng Bagu set up the sword light, turned back, met Meng Qiu, and flew away in a hurry, saying: "There is indeed something strange behind the Zhushan Sect, it turns out to be a cultivator of the divine way.

Shinto can't escape the 300-year catastrophe. I don't know which old monster has gone crazy, and his magic power is like a deep ocean, so he has to go this way, so don't bother with him! "

(End of this chapter)