Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 321: One Dies, One Escapes

Cihang Pudu, who was knocked away, let out a roar that sounded like a dragon but was not a dragon.

The golden Buddha shattered in an instant, and a giant centipede that was walking on clouds and spewing mist flew out, hovering high in the clouds, looking down at An Yan who was chasing after them.

"Today, I must devour you to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"You asked for this. I didn't want to cause trouble for you, but I didn't expect you to bring it to me."

"What a shameless leader of the Maoshan Sect!"

Cihang Pudu laughed angrily, if he hadn't known the inside story of the City of Wrongful Death, he would have died without knowing how he died. Now the other party actually said that he was the one who caused the trouble first, was he just bored?
No matter what, the other party must die today.

Cihang Pudu, who was hovering in the clouds, immediately spewed out a mouthful of poisonous smoke. The purple-black poisonous smoke covered the sky and emitted a strong and unpleasant stench.

This poisonous mist is one of his innate magical powers, called Purple Mist Sky Net.

An Yan, who had transformed into a body with three heads and six arms, did not panic when he saw the poisonous fog coming. He held a Bifang feather fan in one of his arms and fanned it towards the poisonous fog, and suddenly flames filled the sky.

Originally, he left this fan for Feicui to use for self-defense, but later Feicui couldn't stand this chatterbox and threw it back to him.

As soon as this chatterbox came out, he couldn't help but bombarded An Yan with words, but An Yan ignored him.

But to be honest, for now, the Bifang Feather Fan is his second most powerful magic weapon after the Demon-Suppressing Sword.

The orange-red flames burned the air and distorted it, causing the space to tremble slightly, dyeing the entire sky red, and the poisonous fog crackled as it burned.

Cihang Pudu smiled sinisterly, "Do you think my poisonous fog is just an ordinary commodity that is sold everywhere? Have a good taste of my Purple Mist Heavenly Net!"

If it were an ordinary poisonous fog, it would have been burned away by such a high temperature flame.

The poisonous fog released by Cihang Pudu was not completely burned away by the flames. Instead, it covered and extinguished the fire, and then drowned An Yan who was caught off guard.

Cihang Pudu, who saw this scene, spewed out another mouthful of poisonous mist, fearing that An Yan would not die.

He laughed until he could no longer sense the other person's breath.

"No matter how strong you are, you will be turned into a pool of pus under my poisonous fog."

However, Cihang Pudu was too happy too early. A sharp sword intent broke through the poisonous fog and pierced out, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

An Yan's sarcastic voice sounded.

"Ah!"

"How dare you use your trivial skills to embarrass yourself?"

"What kind of method is this?"

Cihang Pudu was a little surprised when he saw An Yan being protected by peach blossom petals in the poisonous fog. These petals could actually resist the erosion of his poisonous fog.

But soon he saw the clue. Under the continuous erosion of the poisonous fog, the petals turned into wisps of sword energy and disappeared. It turned out that the petals were made of sword energy.

Even if the other party is his enemy, Cihang Pudu has to praise him.

"Your sword skills are the strongest I have ever seen in my life. Even the sword masters of the Emei Sect cannot compare to you."

"But do you think you can break my Purple Mist Sky Net like this? You are so naive!"

Cihang Pudu sneered. Don't forget that he is a centipede monster. The sickle-like claws and limbs under his huge body all struck the void, making a harsh sound wave.

"Murderous Demonic Sound!"

The sound waves not only attacked An Yan mentally, but also vibrated the air and transformed into thousands of troops charging towards the Peach Blossom Sword Formation, making a clanging sound.

An Yan raised his eyes to take a look at the huge and ferocious centipede that was perched high in the clouds like a real dragon. A hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, as if he was mocking Cihang Pudu for being a frog in a well.

He put away the Bifang feather fan, and all six arms held the Demon-Suppressing Sword, practicing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method, with lightning flashing on it.

Is Cihang Pudu powerful?

powerful!
His strength is not much different from that of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Both of them have cultivation in the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal, which is the same level as him.

If it were other beings at the same level, facing great monsters like the Black Mountain Old Monster and Cihang Pudu who had awakened their innate magical powers, they would probably be in trouble.

But unfortunately, like Cihang Pudu and the Black Mountain Old Demon, they both chose the wrong opponent.

An Yan said softly: "Behead!"

The sound was obviously not loud, but it was deafening, making Cihang Pudu's ears buzz.

The demon-suppressing sword swung down.

hum!
Behind An Yan, the shadow of a giant lightning sword appeared as if it was about to pierce through the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and then slashed down.

The poisonous fog of Cihang Pudu was directly vaporized by the weakened version of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and the sonic attack was directly broken by the brilliant thunder sound.

Unexpectedly, the other party smiled so hard that his smile froze instantly and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Immediately, he used the most powerful defensive technique from the Great Compassion Temple, the Golden Body Dharma Image.

This is also the reason why he was able to impersonate the Buddha and drive the Buddha's light, because he had truly practiced Buddhism.

However, the Buddha's light that was supposed to subdue demons and eliminate evil turned into a life-taking demonic light in the hands of Cihang Pudu, and a demon Buddha's Dharma image appeared behind him.

The devil's Dharma image is a thousand meters in size and as majestic as a mountain. Half of its face is kind and the other half is ferocious. Tears of blood are flowing from the kind half, as if it is crying for the suffering of all living beings.

The giant sword of thunder fell, and the devil Buddha met it with both hands, catching the blade with his bare hands.

There was a deafening roar, and a gust of air like a nuclear explosion swept in all directions, leaving the sky clear.

The giant sword was caught, but cracks appeared on the body of the Demon Buddha, and it seemed that it would shatter in the next moment.

Cihang Pudu, who was hiding in the devil's Buddha's Dharma image, was also feeling uncomfortable. He spat out a large mouthful of blood. Upon closer inspection, one could find traces of gold in the bright red blood.

Apparently, Cihang Pudu has been using dragon energy to temper his demon body over the years, attempting to use the imperial dragon energy to change his fate, shed his centipede body and transform into a dragon, thus taking a further step.

You know what, his practice really worked. When all his blood turned into gold, that was when he turned into a dragon.

"such a pity!"

"Cihang Pudu, you are destined not to be able to transform into a dragon."

An Yan, who saw the clue, raised his sword and flew towards Cihang Pudu who was hiding in the devil's Dharma image again, saying with a hint of ferocity.

"Because, I am your Dragon Tribulation!"

"You! Are destined not to make it!"

Cihang Pudu's eyes were gloomy, and his face became angry when he heard that. He raised his head and shouted at the sky in frustration.

"Why don't you take action? Youquan old monster!"

The broken Cihang Pudu called out to the old monster Youquan. This old thing wanted to reap the benefits while being a fisherman. How could he let him do so?

"Stinky centipede, you ruined my plan. I'm waiting for a suitable opportunity to make a move!"

"A sea of ​​​​rocks and sand!"

The sarcastic voice of the old monster Youquan sounded behind An Yan, and an aura that was no less powerful than that of Cihang Pudu rose up, and a sky full of yellow sand mixed with huge rocks roared down.

An Yan only felt the sky, looked up, and found that he was covered by yellow sand. His face changed. Obviously, he did not expect that Cihang Pudu actually had helpers, so he immediately swung his sword.

This giant stone sand sea formation is the famous skill of the old monster Youquan, and it is notorious for its viciousness. The Kunlun Sect and the Huashan Sect were destroyed by this killing formation, and the leader of the Kunlun Sect, Gu Yue, even died tragically at the hands of Youquan.

The surging sword light that was hastily slashed out only stirred up a burst of yellow sand, and could not penetrate the sea of ​​sand. An Yan's face changed slightly, and when he was about to be submerged in the sea of ​​sand, the demon pupil of his left eye opened, and demonic patterns spread from his eyes to his body.

boom! ! !
The yellow sand was surging, and An Yan's figure disappeared in the yellow sand.

The mountains and rivers below were instantly submerged by yellow sand and turned into a desert, and countless lives were killed.

"A perfect opportunity to make a move? I thought you wanted to sit back and watch the fight!"

Seeing that the old monster Youquan had succeeded in his sneak attack, Cihang Pudu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then retorted.

They are all the same kind of people, how could he not know what the old monster Youquan is planning?

The old monster Youquan just laughed strangely and didn't answer, as if to say that it was enough to know it.

He turned and talked about An Yan.

"No wonder you are so cautious and even specially invite me to take action. With your strength, it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with the head of Maoshan."

Facing the shameless behavior of Youquan Old Monster who was trying to flatter himself, Cihang Pudu said bluntly: "Stop talking nonsense here. Where is he? Is he dead? Don't let this happen when the time comes."

"Huh, who are you looking down on?"

"Since my debut, no one has been able to walk out of my sea of ​​​​rocks and sand alive."

Youquan said proudly that he was not bragging, except for the White-browed Immortal of the Emei Sect, he had never been afraid of anyone.

"Be careful about getting slapped in the face!"

Cihang Pudu, who couldn't stand the arrogant face of the old monster Youquan, retorted out of habit, but his body was very honest and released the magic Buddha's Dharma appearance.

"I, Youquan, have always been the one slapping others in the face, but no one has ever been able to slap me, Youquan, in the face."

"Forget it. There's no point in talking to a stinky centipede like you. Let's just divide the things and leave."

"What a coincidence, I thought so too."

Just as the two were discussing how to divide the spoils.

The originally calm sea of ​​sand suddenly rioted, and a brutal and violent aura broke through the yellow sand and soared into the sky.

The expressions of Cihang Pudu and Youquan Old Monster both changed. This aura was even more violent than that of the two big demons combined.

Bang! ! !
The yellow sand exploded and soared into the sky.

Two giant hands with magic patterns wrapped in purple-black thunder reached out from the yellow sand and grabbed Cihang Pudu and the old monster Youquan in the sky.

The two men dodged immediately, then looked at each other angrily and asked in unison, "Tell me, is this the helper you found to rob the thieves?"

The attack missed, and another pair of big hands grabbed out from the yellow sand.

At this time, both of them reacted and suspected that there was a third party trying to harm them, and tried their best to avoid the second attack.

However, a third pair of huge hands broke through the yellow sand and reached out, grabbing the man and the monster who were caught off guard.

The skeleton of the Youquan monster was shattered in an instant, revealing the dwarf inside.

The huge centipede body of Cihang Pudu was twisting wildly, trying to break free from the big hand.

Boom! ! !
The earth was shaking and yellow sand was flowing rapidly in all directions. A towering giant with three heads and six arms stood up from under the sea of ​​sand. In comparison with the giant, the centipede transformed by Cihang Pudu was like a small snake held in his hand.

The three heads all looked at Cihang Pudu and the old monster Youquan who were tightly held in their hands.

The left eye burning with devilish flames was captivating, and the face covered with devilish patterns vaguely resembled An Yan.

Thinking back to the confident look on the old monster Youquan's face just now, Cihang Pudu couldn't help but burst into cursing.

"Stupid teammate! Didn't you say he was dead?"

"You are the stupid teammate. Why didn't you tell me earlier that he is so strong?"

There was a lingering fear in An Yan's eyes. Fortunately, he had many trump cards, otherwise he would have been defeated by the old monster Youquan. He didn't expect that the big boss from The Legend of Shushan would appear in A Chinese Ghost Story.

This posture is his strongest state at present. His strength is far beyond that of the late stage of Heavenly Immortal, but he cannot defeat the powerful Golden Immortal.

However, it is enough to deal with two beings in the middle stage of celestial immortals. It is a typical case of using a butcher knife to kill a fly.

"die!"

No longer giving Cihang Pudu and Youquan old monster a chance to struggle, surging power accompanied by the surging power of thunder surged out from his hands.

Cihang Pudu and Youquan Old Monster both let out a shrill scream. An Yan kneaded them into balls as if kneading dough.

Knowing that he could not escape the disaster today, Cihang Pudu uttered a vicious curse.

"Damn Taoist priest, you have destroyed the foundation of my enlightenment. We will never stop until you and I die!!!"

Faced with the threat, An Yan just sneered, grabbed Cihang Pudu and opened his bloody mouth.

"Until death?"

"Not only will I kill you today, I will also eat you. Don't you monsters like to eat people? Then today I will give you a taste of what you monsters are like!"

The last scene Cihang Pudu saw was the huge mouth closing, and then the monster's body and soul were swallowed by An Yan.

Crunchy, chicken-flavored.

If it was an ordinary centipede monster, An Yan would not be able to bring himself to eat it, but if it was a centipede monster that was about to transform into a dragon, then it would be a great tonic.

Especially for An Yan, who possesses the magic eyes, as long as he activates the evil energy, it will only take a few minutes to digest the centipede monster.

Cihang Pudu did all kinds of bad things in his life, but he did one good thing before he died, which was to become a tonic to nourish An Yan's body.

As for the old monster Youquan, he had no idea of ​​eating his own kind, so he simply crushed him into meat paste and ground his bones into ashes.

However, just when An Yan thought that the old monster Youquan was dead, he opened his palm and a faint light hurriedly escaped and flew towards Shu.

"This isn't going to kill you?"

There was a flash of surprise in An Yan's eyes, and then he stretched out his big hand, which was the first to arrive, and covered the black light.

Who would have thought that this old monster Youquan was really good at saving his life? Hundreds of black lights suddenly emitted and flew in all directions.

When the big palm fell, it only killed eight out of ten, and some still escaped.

This is the Blood God Son that the old monster Youquan learned from the Blood Demon Technique. Even though he has not yet absorbed the full power of Chiyou's Blood Cave, his ability to escape is first-rate.

Looking at the fleeing old monster Youquan, An Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Run? Can you run away from the monk or the temple?"

The Legend of Zu Mountain was originally thought to be the beginning of Chinese fairy tale movies, but it turned out to be the pinnacle of fairy tale movies. An Yan had naturally seen it and was very familiar with the big boss, Old Monster Youquan.

Knowing that the old monster Youquan would definitely try to seize Chiyou's blood cave, he was not panicked at all.

If the old monster Youquan, who had come to Chiyou's Blood Cave after much trouble and a severe beating from White-eyebrowed Immortal, found out that he had been guarding outside Chiyou's Blood Cave for a long time, I wonder if he would explode mentally?

Tsk!
This picture is interesting to think about.

"Run, run as hard as you can!"

An Yan chuckled like a devil, then turned around and disappeared into the yellow sand.

(End of this chapter)