Chapter 150 The Plague God! broken cave
"There are too many mortals sacrificed by us, maybe!"

The old plague god of the human race looked down, his eyes cold and indifferent.

"It's an honor for them to be sacrificed to my god as a group of ants."

Another plague god said disdainfully.

When Taoist Master Ming Jing saw this, he became angrier and angrier, with endless inner fire pouring out and a ferocious expression on his face, "You evildoers, do you know that Shuijing Island is the homeland of Pindao?"

"Hundreds of thousands of people on the island all died tragically because of you."

"If you don't avenge this revenge, you will be a poor man in vain."

Taoist Priest Mingting warned in a low voice, "Junior Brother Mingjing, calm down, you have lost your mind."

Qi practitioners pay most attention to the mental aspect.

The performance of many magical powers requires maintaining a calm and peaceful state of mind.

The initiators are these people known as the Ten Elders of the Plague Immortal.

Zhang Yuqing was also cold and solemn, and he summoned the Qitian Stick.

It's just that this group of people disappeared for a long time after committing evil, and Taoist Mingjing searched for them for many years to no avail. This hatred gradually fell silent over the years.

There are humans, alchemists, and many other races.

Use the domineering sword!

"Young man treats me like a rude knife again."

The overseas Shuijing Island is the hometown of Taoist Mingjing.

Then he took one step forward and shrank into an inch.

As far as the gods are concerned, all living creatures and races are treated equally and there is no difference.

Allowing him to attack head-on unscrupulously.

"Sword-riding, Ji!"

"There is actually a human race in this world who has practiced both ancient magic and martial arts."

The demon clan god's body was full of twilight, and he was wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see his true body.

But he died tragically in one day, turning the originally peaceful island into a hell on earth.

"Brother, I can't calm down, those are hundreds of thousands of lives!"

In addition, the order of heaven and earth overseas is also different from that of Dayong.

Zhang Yuqing struck down with a stick, and the sword light bloomed from it. The sword light was blazing white, like the stream of sunlight, unstoppable, and exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Otherwise, it is easy for flaws to appear and be broken easily.

Zhang Yuqing's stick body swept across, and the suppressive power of the Qitian Stick's treasure was reflected at this moment. The entanglements of the immortal ropes could not wrap around the Qitian Stick body at all.

The silent anger swept over like a raging tide.

Within a hundred meters, he arrived with almost a thought, making the enemy feel caught off guard.

He put his fingers together and wielded the sword in the air. The sword roared like an angry dragon, shooting thousands of sword lights into the sky. The sword light was blazing and white.

It seems to compete with the sun and the moon.

But it also contains some of the mysteries of the void.

It collapsed one after another.

With the blessing of Hunyuan Tiangang's vitality, Zhang Yuqing's self-created sword technique is undoubtedly more terrifying and domineering, and due to the magical power of shrinking into an inch, his figure is ghostly, disappearing and disappearing without a trace.

The old plague god of the human race unfolded his sleeves and robes, and a sword shot through it, turning into a golden snake dancing wildly.

"Fellow Taoist Mingting, there is no need to say anything more. Just the fact that they aided the tyrants is enough to kill them thousands of times."

The two of them used long-range sword control to display various sword techniques. The sword light and sword energy were like waterfalls, constantly clashing and bursting with light.

This technique is similar to So Far, but it is a weakened version.

"Ants!"

Qi Tiangun's consciousness was cursing.

The hundreds of thousands of people on the island are all his fellow villagers.

Therefore, the cultivation of mind is extremely important for Qi practitioners.

Both swords have spirituality and are one with their owner's mind.

"A human child who is both skilled in magic and martial arts must have a good taste of flesh and blood."

Sonorous!

With unparalleled power, he beheaded a divine envoy that looked like the demon clan itself.

He let out a low voice of surprise, and chains lay in the air between the sleeves of his hands. Each chain had its own consciousness, and could be whipped, penetrated, and even defended in an orderly manner, with a clear division of labor.

Taoist Master Ming Jing shook his head, his eyes were red, and he was filled with rage.
"Even if I give up my cultivation, I still want to kill these evil beasts."

Now that the evil enemy is right in front of us, how can Taoist Mingjing calm down.

Another god sneered sinisterly and licked his tongue.

A look that makes people vomit.

He came to kill him in his true form, but he didn't know what race he was.

But the physical body is like a diamond.

In terms of cultivation level, Zhang Yuqing is actually weaker in terms of cultivation level. He borrowed some of the great power of Qitian Stick, and the Plague God opposite had his energy and blood weakened, his body was old and twilight, and his strength had declined.

One goes down and the other goes up.

Zhang Yuqing could barely fight with him.

His eyes flickered, his sleeves and robes flicked, and formation patterns appeared out of thin air.

"Infinite Sword Formation."

A sword array was launched, and the sword energy was like a waterfall, covering all directions.

Drag the envoy who is good at the physical body.

at the same time!

The young monk, Taoist Master Mingting and others also joined the battlefield to compete with other plague envoys.

"Control the Five Thunders!"

The Taoist Master of Mingting Pavilion floats a black and yellow treasure seal on his head, and the treasure light falls down.

His body soared into the air, he pressed the seal with both hands, and thunder gathered between heaven and earth.

Rays of lightning twined around his body, and the five elements of thunder turned into five types of lightning, and the five colors flowed in his palms.

At this moment, Taoist Priest Mingting was like an ancient god of thunder holding thunder in his hand, gathering the infinite murderous intent between heaven and earth. With one hand held, the infinite thunder merged into one, and he pounced down like a dragon descending from the air with its teeth and claws spread out.

On the side, I saw Taoist Sister Miaohua's piano music changing suddenly.

The strings of the piano are plucked one by one, and the sound of the piano is sometimes urgent, sometimes gentle and melodious.

She used the music of the piano to coordinate with Taoist Master Mingting and Taoist Mingjing.

Act as a support to help them kill the enemy.

The three of them cooperated perfectly, and with their strength, they could defeat the five plague gods. Shangguan Hongxiu is relatively difficult.

In terms of cultivation, she is undoubtedly on a weaker level.

Fortunately, with her innate Taoist body, her swordsmanship can change in all kinds of ways.

The cold figure jumped up, and the sword in his hand slashed out across the air, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, as if the actual sword light turned into running water, the sword light was like water and clouds, dense and tough, and penetrated all pervasive.

As for the young monk, he can easily fight against two plague angels alone.

And no changes required, just one move.

Swastika Buddha seals are being photographed continuously, and the Buddha's light is flourishing.

It has an intimidating power that makes people extremely fearful.

A god of plague was careless and was struck by the swastika Buddha seal of the young monk Jiaheng. All the evil energy was pouring out of his body, his skeleton was almost broken, and he almost died on the spot.

He was frightened for a while, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Open the cave and kill this weird bald donkey."

Dongtian is the ultimate trick of the Dongtian warrior.

When the two plague envoys faced the young monk Jiaheng, they had no choice but to open the cave.

When a stream of energy spreads, it spreads.

The heaven and earth changed greatly, and the phases of the sun and moon were changing.

In a moment, two caves and sky overlapped, one was the magma world, and the other was the mountains and rivers.

But compared with the normal cave sky.

Their cave seemed extremely dilapidated, desolate, and riddled with holes.

"Amitabha."

The little monk in the martial arts cave looked calm and composed, and the golden light on his body was shining brightly. He was still taking the Buddha's light palm prints one after another. With each palm fall, the two caves trembled slightly.

It seemed like it was about to collapse and fall apart at any moment.

At that time, Zhang Yuqing was also trapped in a cave.

Being in the cave, his ability to shrink into an inch was restricted, and there was invisible pressure and gravity all around, restricting his movements.

Fortunately, the cave he was in was also dilapidated and decayed.

This means that it is not a complete cave and has loopholes.

"The Dongtian of a normal warrior is almost his own domain, and he has his own way. This is why the warriors of the Dongtian realm can crush the Tiangang warriors. However, half of this old Bangzi's body was buried in the ground, and even the martial arts cave was in ruins. His strength had already fallen into the realm of the Dongtian. , this is your chance.”

Qi Tiangun said excitedly.

Instead, he was a warrior in the Cave Heaven Realm in his heyday.

Zhang Yuqing might have been killed by the opponent long ago.

But now, due to the decline of Qi and blood, the two plague envoys have almost fallen into the realm.

"Lend me your strength."

Zhang Yuqing shouted in a deep voice.

Just like before in the Blessed Land, Zhang Yuqing in the Earth Evil Realm combined with the Qitian Stick to block the incarnations of the four gods.

Now, he is in the realm of Tiangang, with the help of the Qitian Stick.

His strength can already surpass Tiangang.

With the majestic power coming from all directions.

Zhang Yuqing only felt that he was stronger than ever before, like a big sun releasing his power.

"open!"

He shouted low, sacrificed the Tiangang Furnace, and floated it above his head.

He also released the Five Saints and Five Phases together with the five divine palaces to suppress the five directions around him. Using the power of the five divine palaces and the five tripods, he opened up an effect similar to that of a small cave sky and reduced the influence of a large cave sky.

Then, the surging Hunyuan Qinggang was released, coupled with his arrogant physical power, slashing at the plague envoy who was holding open the broken cave.

The sword shines like a river!
Constantly colliding with the two plague gods.

The sword light has been shattered countless times in an instant, broken and condensed, repeated nearly a thousand times with the flick of a finger.

"Qiang!"

The sound of the knife sounded again, and the cloud-piercing stone pierced the sky.

Zhang Yuqing used Shrink again, and almost instantly moved behind the Plague God who opened the cave.

The dazzling sword light is extremely bright.

"Yin-Yang Ring, bundle!"

The demon envoy of the Plague God suddenly launched a yin and yang ring.

The two qi of yin and yang flow, connected end to end, and restrain Zhang Yuqing's body.

"call out!"

In Zhang Yuqing's thoughts, the peace knife that had not been used for a long time turned into brilliance, slashed towards the Yin and Yang ring, and the blade hooked the ring.

His main body holds the Heaven-Qi stick in his hand and continues to chop down.

The plague god who had opened the cave felt only a throbbing aura lingering around him, which was the aura of death he had experienced for a long time.

These divine envoys had a short lifespan, and half of their bodies were buried in the ground.

Hiding in the Five Era Cave of the God of Plague, playing out the ancient world.

It makes the lifespan pass slowly, and then it can survive.

Now, the aura that is closest to death is approaching quietly, making the eyes of the plague god dazzle.

"Human child, I will devour your flesh and blood to replenish my longevity."

His eyes were ferocious and determined.

"Ok?"

Zhang Yuqing's heart tightened and he felt something bad.

"Be careful." Qitian Guan also warned.

The stick fell, but the plague envoy did not turn into a puddle of flesh as expected. Instead, the opponent turned into a ball of blood mist, from Zhang Yuqing
The pores and the seven orifices kept pouring in.

In an instant, Zhang Yuqing felt a strange look.

He felt that the blood mist itself was like worms, frantically devouring his flesh and blood, trying to control his body.

I don’t know what methods the Plague God used.

Abandoning himself, he turned into blood mist in order to control Zhang Yuqing's body.

"I understand, he turned himself into Gu."

Qitian Gun's voice was urgent and he yelled, "This is a forbidden technique from the Southern Border lineage. Those Gu insects in the blood mist are his true form. He wants to use his Gu body to devour the essence of your flesh and blood."

(End of this chapter)

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