Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 425: Blood Transformation Array, start!
Seeing An Yan being so unsportsmanlike, he rushed over with a group of people.

Kuimulang's indigo face turned pale and he shouted, "What a shameless Taoist priest!"

An Yan ignored it. Why not use the combat power? This is not a turn-based game.

Winning is the royal way.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Kuimu Lang grasped the steel knife in his hand and exerted force to swing away Sun Wukong's golden cudgel. He then quickly used his magical power, Kuimu Qi, and slashed at everyone with his knife.

This sword energy is not meant to kill people, but to stop the enemy. Wherever the sword energy passes, dragon-like vines break out of the ground, and the hard stones crack directly, unable to stop the growth of the vines at all.

Within a breath, a large forest of vines grew outside Boyue Cave, and the vines rushed towards An Yan and the others like a green tide.

"It's just a vine! Watch me!"

Xiong Bin took the lead and roared. He pulled the black tassel spear in his hand towards the swarming vine forest, and vast magical power surged out.

The earth seemed to have life at this moment. Along with a torrent of dust, the ground cracked open and two high walls rose up and smashed down to both sides, submerging the vines and creating a path.

Kuimu Wolf sneered at this and said, "You underestimate my vines? Now you can experience the power of Kuimu vines!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the vines that had been cleared away, supported by their vigorous vitality, broke through the thick soil and spread out again.

"What a yellow-robed monster! How dare you distract yourself when fighting me?" Sun Wukong realized that Kuimulang's strength should not be underestimated, so he showed his true skills.

Although he no longer had the three life-saving hairs given by Guanyin, Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations had already been cultivated to a high level. He just grabbed a handful of monkey hair and blew it to his mouth.

The monkey hair immediately flew away and transformed into hundreds of Sun Wukong clones, each holding a golden cudgel and clearing a path in front of them.

Sun Wukong followed the path that had been opened, waving his golden cudgel and attacking.

The demons under the command of the Yellow Robe Monster, who had walked out with him, had no idea how powerful Sun Wukong was, and they rushed up in a swarm, shouting and wanting to show off in front of the king.

But Sun Wukong hit them one by one with his stick, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

On An Yan's side, seeing the vines coming back, he realized that these vines were extraordinary, and immediately pointed to the sky with lightning flashing in his eyes.

"Thunder is coming!!!"

With a loud bang, the night sky thundered. The lightning illuminated the earth. Lightning snakes flashed in the sky, and then thousands of thunders fell at the same time.

Under the might of nature, no matter how vigorous the vitality is, it will still suffer a devastating blow, not to mention that this is the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

For a time, the growth and spread of the vine forest was curbed, the vines were blown away, and a raging fire was ignited.

Even though the power of Taiyi Golden Immortal had saved the vines from being completely destroyed and they were still stubbornly resisting the power of thunder, it was obvious that this could no longer stop An Yan and the others.

An Yan shouted to Tang Sanzang, "Sanzang, take Ao Lie and Wujing with you to deal with the demons in the cave. Don't let them escape."

If you have to fight, you have to kill them all at once to avoid leaving any trouble and causing endless harm.

Tang Sanzang understood that An Yan was worried that the demons would escape and take revenge on the nearby mountain people, so he agreed, took Wujing and Ao Lie with him, separated from the crowd, and headed towards the cave.

Buddha's light bloomed on Tang Sanzang's body, a golden dragon circled around him, the nine-ring staff in his hand was danced with the meaning of a crazy staff technique, and the sound of a mighty heavenly dragon resounded throughout the area.

Sha Seng is also a Golden Immortal, so he has no problem protecting the two of them and dealing with some minor monsters.

What's more, Ao Lie's skills have greatly improved and he is only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal. His strength should not be underestimated.

Seeing that An Yan and his men split into two groups, Kuimulang lost his previous calmness. He was so angry that he opened his bloody mouth and screamed, his white fangs shining coldly.

"You are looking for death! Come and die!"

In order to have an affair with the Jade Maiden, he abandoned his identity as a heavenly star god and became a demon. Now that he saw Tang Sanzang and the other two heading towards the cave, how could he bear it?

He no longer hid his strength, and with the relic in his mouth and the exquisite inner elixir, his aura of Taiyi realm soared into the sky.

The six Dings and six Jias in the sky, as well as Jialan Jiedi, were so shocked that they swayed left and right, and said in disbelief, "Isn't Kuimulang a Golden Immortal? When did he break through to the Taiyi realm?"

"Nothing, nothing, there is still Sun Wukong here. Kuimu Lang was defeated by Sun Wukong back then." After a while, Jia Lan swallowed and analyzed, "And Kuimu Lang didn't bring any magic weapons with him when he came to the mortal world."

After hearing this, Liu Ding, Liu Jia and Jie Di felt a little more at ease and continued to watch the situation develop from the sky.

"Come die!"

The steel-dipped knife in Kuimulang's hand, also known as the soul-chasing and life-taking knife, can fight against the golden hoop stick without losing. It is not an ordinary object and has special abilities.

The sword was chopped out, and the sword light split into thousands, chasing after it, chasing after the soul and taking the life.

As long as you are still under the coverage of Kuimulang's spiritual consciousness, no matter where you hide, the knife light will always track you until the target is cut into eight pieces.

With the attack from Taiyi Jinxian, even Sha Seng could not protect his master Tang Sanzang and Ao Lie.

At the critical moment, Sun Wukong cleared away the miscellaneous soldiers. Seeing the fierce sword light, he flew forward without saying a word and blocked the three people, "Junior Brother Sha, take Master and Ao Lie away."

As he spoke, Sun Wukong threw the golden cudgel in his hand, and hundreds of golden cudgels appeared, smashing towards the sword energy, making a clanging sound.

Sha Seng did not dare to hesitate and rushed into Boyue Cave with his master and Ao Lie.

Seeing the three people rushing into Boyue Cave, he was blocked by Sun Wukong again. Just as Kuimulang was about to break through Sun Wukong's obstruction, he was dragged down by An Yan and the other three who surrounded him from behind.

"The emperor is coming!"

An Yan flicked his whisk, turning it into a heavy sword without an edge, and directly performed the Peach Blossom Sword Technique. Facing a powerful Taiyi master, he did not dare to be careless at all.

Fortunately, they have Wukong on their side, and with their support, it is only a matter of time to suppress Kuimulang.

Kuimulang wanted to dodge, but the space around his body suddenly solidified and time also stopped at this moment, holding Kuimulang in place.

If you don't take action, it's fine. But if you do, it's fatal.

An Yan used the three laws at the same time. The laws of time and space controlled people, and the law of thunder was added to the heavy sword, making the momentum overwhelming.

The shadow of a majestic emperor overlapped with An Yan, and they slashed down together with swords in hand.

Zhu Bajie knew the principle of beating a drowning dog. The power of weak water was entangled with the Nine-toothed Rake. Since Ang'er had said he wanted to kill him, he would naturally not hold back.

I would rather die than have a friend die. There is no need to offend Ang'er for the sake of Kuimulang. There is still a long way to go on the journey to the West.

Xiong Bin didn't have as many little thoughts as Zhu Bajie. He simply listened to his master. Whatever his master said was what he did, and he used his black tassel spear without mercy.

The three magical weapons hit Kuimulang, and the force of time and space applied to Kuimulang was instantly shattered.

Before Kuimulang could react to what was happening, he saw three people who were originally some distance away had already come in front of him, and the divine weapons with terrifying power were smashing down on him.

Kuimu Lang was suddenly hit hard, and the armor on his upper body was directly broken. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. If he hadn't suppressed the three people by one realm, he would have been disemboweled on the spot. But even so, he was not in good condition, and the whole person flew backwards, and the steel knife in his hand also fell out of his hand.

Seeing that Ang'er and the other two succeeded, Sun Wukong immediately chased after them and smashed them on the head with his golden cudgel, which was mixed with the power of wind and thunder, hoping to send them to hell with one blow.

Kuimulang was frightened out of his wits. He endured the pain in his body, opened his mouth and spit out the relic and exquisite inner pill, then grabbed it with one hand and pressed it against his chest.

A magical thing happened. The bloody wound suddenly stopped hurting and started healing quickly.

As his injuries improved in an instant, Kuimulang, who had recovered most of his strength, waved his remaining hand, and countless vines broke out of the ground, tightly wrapping around the golden hoop that was smashed down.

With the vines blocking the way, Kuimulang had a chance to catch his breath.

Seeing that An Yan, Zhu Bajie and Xiong Bin were also catching up, Kuimu Lang swallowed the relic and Linglong inner elixir back into his mouth and hid it, then ran towards the north without turning his head.

"It's the Relic of the Relic of the Linglong Inner Pill!"

An Yan, who had caught up with him, helped Sun Wukong break the annoying vines. He also saw that Kuimulang's injuries had almost healed and he had even swallowed a pill the size of an egg. He immediately thought of this holy object for healing.

"Damned monster, Ange'er, let's chase him and don't let him run away." Sun Wukong didn't mention which star god this monster was, he just called it a monster.

An Yan didn't think much about it, so he nodded, "Okay, cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

So, a group of four people chased after him.

Kuimulang looked at the four people who were chasing him relentlessly, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. "Since you want me to die, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."

He reached into his arms, took out the formation plate that the black-robed monk had given him that day, and then poured magic power into it.

As the magic power was infused, the array was activated. Kuimu Lang suddenly turned around and threw the array to the four people, saying with a ferocious face: "Go to hell!"

The formation disk flew out with a humming sound, and immediately enveloped An Yan and the other three, turning the area within a hundred miles into a desert.

"careful!"

An Yan, sensing the danger, shouted and swung the heavy sword towards the array, but it was too late.

Endless wind and thunder struck from the sky, turning everything in the formation into scorched earth.

Zhu Bajie was surprised when he saw this and said, "It's a formation. I wonder what kind of formation it is?"

"Tsk, a mere thunderbolt, let me break it." Sun Wukong looked at the thunderbolt, smiled contemptuously, thrust the golden cudgel in his hand toward the sky, and shouted: "Long! Long! Long!!!"

The golden cudgel swelled in size in response, and within a few breaths, it turned into a pillar that supported the sky and stabbed into the wind and thunder.

Seeing this, Kuimu Lang, who was standing outside the formation, laughed triumphantly and said, "Bimawen, you don't have to waste your energy. You are destined to die in this formation today."

"Do you know the name of this formation?"

"My surname is Sun, just like your grandfather's!" Sun Wukong cursed back.

Soon, the golden cudgel seemed to hit the barrier at the end of the formation, and became stuck, unable to break through the formation.

An Yan looked around carefully. He could feel that there was something more dangerous hidden there.

"You! Damn Bi Ma Wen, you don't even know that you are about to die." Kui Mulang saw that Sun Wukong was sharp-tongued and could not get any good out of him, so he sneered and said, "This formation is called the Blood Transformation Formation, and it is one of the ten formations of the Jiejiao in the past."

"When a person or immortal enters the formation, the wind will blow up the black sand wherever the thunder sounds. If you get a little bit of it on you, it will immediately turn into blood. Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal will not be able to escape the harm."

After these words were spoken, not to mention An Yan and the others, even Jia Lan Jie Di and the Liu Ding and Liu Jia, who had separated from the sky to observe the situation on the battlefield, were dumbfounded.

No one would have thought that this was the notorious Ten Absolute Formations.

Fortunately, this is just one of the blood-transforming formations.

Otherwise, if the ten ultimate formations were deployed together, An Yan and the others would be unable to escape today.

Thunder roared throughout the formation, and the wind wrapped in black sand blew across the earth.

Within a ten-mile radius of the formation, all living things, trees, and weeds that came into contact with the black sand would instantly turn into a pool of juice and pus.

"Oh no, Master. The black sand is blowing over here." Xiong Bin shouted while using his magic power to summon layers of stone walls to tightly wrap up the four of them.

However, the stone wall that could withstand the bombardment of electric beads and thunder was like a piece of paper in front of the black sand. It collapsed at the touch and turned into a pool of powder that floated away.

An Yan's face became serious.

Zhu Bajie also shouted: "No, my weak water can't stop it."

The water formation summoned by Bajie was easily penetrated by the black sand and could not be stopped at all.

Sun Wukong also retracted his golden cudgel, which swept across the black sand and broke apart at the first touch, having no effect at all.

Seeing these terrible black sands coming from all directions, An Yan tried to block them with the Bagua Mirror, but the barrier created by the Bagua Mirror was also easily eroded.

Kuimu Lang outside saw that An Yan and others' methods were ineffective one by one, and he couldn't help but laugh, "You asked for this. You go to your own practice, and I'll live my own carefree life. We originally didn't interfere with each other."

"You should be regretting now, right? Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world."

An Yan ignored Kuimulang's words. It was still uncertain who would live and who would die.

At this critical moment, the insurance worked and Xiaoling's voice appeared.

"Ah, An Yan, you are so stupid, have you forgotten that the Supreme also gave you a Taoist robe?"

Hearing the hint, An Yan's eyes lit up, and he didn't care that Xiao Ling called him a fool, "Xiao Ling, can my robe withstand the erosion of the black sand?"

"It should be no problem to hold out for a day or two." Xiaoling affirmed.

After receiving a positive answer, An Yan made a prompt decision, took off his Taoist robe, threw it over his head, and shouted to Wukong and the others: "Wukong, Xiongbi, Bajie, hide here!"

The Taoist robe rose into the air, emitting golden light, and a yin-yang Tai Chi diagram appeared, instantly isolating the wind, sand and thunder. The power of Tai Chi continued to decompose and eliminate the wind, sand and thunder.

"what?"

Seeing that An Yan actually had the means to resist the Blood Transformation Formation, Kuimulang felt a chill. He didn't dare to stay there any longer and immediately went to Boyue Cave.

It seems that the Blood Transformation Formation cannot trap them for long.

Thinking of the black-robed monk's confident look, Kuimulang had already cursed him in his heart.

Is this your foolproof method?
Seeing Kuimulang flying back to Boyue Cave, An Yan and the others sped up their speed in breaking the formation, and searched for the formation plate while wearing their Taoist robes.

(End of this chapter)