Under the Hanyue Temple, a large pit with a radius of thousands of miles and a height of nearly a hundred miles has appeared.
The Foyin Hall floats quietly above the rolling magma, and is tightly wrapped in Wutu's sneaking thunder net in all directions.
Madam Wu Tan panted, the evil light of the Fallen Angel Whip in her hand flickered, and she extracted the few remaining essences in her body bit by bit. As for the twelve close female disciples, they were already paralyzed in a pink cloud.
In the middle, all the energy and energy were exhausted, and not even a little bit of mana could be squeezed out.
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A very light layer of Buddha's light that could be broken with a finger barely covered the Buddha's Sound Hall.
This layer of Buddha's light is so weak that Mrs. Wu Tan and the twelve female disciples can clearly detect it. As long as a monk who has just condensed the Tao Fruit takes action, this layer of Buddha's light can be blown to pieces with a casual blow.
"Master...Master...congratulations, Master, congratulations to Master." A group of female disciples were all shouting.
Mrs. Wutan smiled ‘haha’.
She gritted her teeth, bit her finger, drew out three drops of essence and blood, and let the white skull swallow her essence and blood. The pale skull turned its head and stared at Wu with eyes shining with green phosphorus fire.
Mrs. Tan, two rows of sharp teeth rubbed rapidly, emitting a dazzling firelight.
Madam Wu Tan gritted her teeth, raised the Fallen Angel Whip, and struck the white skull hard with the whip.
"Go back...what did your master order you to do?"
The white skull made a sharp whistle and roared. Madam Wu Tan had a gloomy face, hesitated, and glanced at the twelve female disciples behind her: "Don't hurt their lives, otherwise..."
The white skull let out a strange roar and suddenly turned into countless afterimages, passing through Madam Wutan and rushing towards the twelve female disciples.
Throat, neck, shoulders, heart... Everywhere on the body, white skeletons opened their mouths and bit hard, sucking in the essence and blood in their bodies.
The three masters who were in the Void Realm and the nine masters who were half-stepping in the Void Realm howled in unison, begging Madam Wu Tan for help.
They had exhausted all their mana and had no power to resist at this moment.
This white skull is the secret treasure of demon-controlling by the great master of demons, Wu Gengong. It is ruthless and treacherous, and most greedy and vicious. At this moment, it is not satisfied with the reward of three drops of blood essence given by Mrs. Wu Tan, and it just wants to hold twelve female disciples in its arms.
Breathe hard.
The auras of the twelve female disciples suddenly declined.
Their magic power and Taoist realm are constantly falling. In just a short breath, the three female disciples who have reached the Void Realm have fallen back to the early stage of Condensing Dao Fruit, while the nine female disciples who have half-stepped the Void Realm have fallen back.
, and even fell directly back to the Golden Lotus Kai realm.
"Master!" Twelve female disciples cried out as they were dying.
The white skull let out a strange whistle of contentment, and slowly descended from a height of a hundred feet, shrinking little by little to the size of a fist. Like a drunken man, it swayed leisurely and flew back to Mrs. Wu Tan.
sleeves.
Mrs. Wu Tan pursed her lips and smiled, and said leisurely: "Okay, okay, you have made great achievements this time, and I will not treat you badly... After you go back, you will select three thousand elite disciples from Hanyue Temple and directly harvest their blood."
All the energy and spirit, even burning their souls... In short, let you make up for your cultivation, and it will be more beneficial, you will not lose!"
The twelve female disciples looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time: "Master, you are so kind and kind. It is hard for me to repay you with my body and bones."
Well, now they don't even have the strength to move their little fingers, and Madam Wu Tan is always ruthless in her methods. Any disciple who dares to offend her will not end up much better.
Now that she has promised them, they can choose the furnace cauldron of Three Thousand Hanyue Temple to replenish their cultivation... Haha, such a pleasant and happy thing can also improve their cultivation. Where can I find such a good thing?
It's just a waste of time, what's the point?
Mrs. Wu Tan's fingers trembled slightly. She no longer paid attention to the twelve close disciples, but took out a bright red medicine bottle, and shakily took out a blood-colored pill the size of an egg yolk.
This is the great elixir refined by Shi Taiweng, the famous master-level casual alchemist of Yuan Lingtian who was once a subordinate of Mrs. Wu Tan. It is best at replenishing vitality and restoring the lost essence, blood, and soul. It is the top elixir of Yuan Lingtian.
The panacea is priceless.
It's a pity that since he met Wu Gong and gave birth to his daughter, Wu Gong was extremely jealous, and none of Mrs. Wu Tan's former subordinates dared to flirt with her anymore.
Shitai Weng was bold and had been secretly involved with Mrs. Wutan.
But no matter how bold he was, he would not dare to interact openly with Mrs. Wu Tan.
Therefore, Mrs. Wutan used to have no shortage of these great elixirs, but now she has to count the numbers to use them.
"Man... haha!" Mrs. Wu Tan held the pill and mumbled in a low voice, revealing a sarcastic sneer. Just as she was about to put the pill into her mouth, a palm shaped like a chicken's claw with a green and yellow color suddenly appeared.
It appeared from beside her and grabbed the big pill with one hand.
Yuan Lingtian's race has excellent natural qualities. Regardless of men or women, they are all tall and slender, with delicate and beautiful faces. They are as eye-catching as the porcelain works of art carefully crafted by skilled craftsmen.
That is to say, physical cultivation sects like Manwang Palace use various blood to temper their bodies, and then they become as majestic and inhuman as a lion and a tiger... This is an alien species, and there are not many sects like this in Yuan Lingtian.
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Therefore, the man who suddenly appeared next to Mrs. Wu Tan... He was less than six feet tall, skinny, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his hair was even more Mediterranean-style bald, and his body looked like a dead monkey dried in the sun.
It looks like this and is extremely rare in the entire Yuanlingtian.
I saw that he was wearing a rustic khaki robe, with a two-finger-wide hairband tied around his bald head. In the middle of his eyebrows, there was a radiant yellow orb the size of an egg.
How should I put it? The overall shape of this person is like a piece of khaki, hot, barren cow dung.
And Mrs. Wu Tan is naturally a cold, delicate and beautiful black night-blooming night flower that cannot be easily offended.
The temperaments of the two... are worlds apart.
But when she saw the skinny, skinny, ugly, short old man, Mrs. Wu Tan's pupils shrank, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face that had always been as cold as an iceberg.
"Why are you here, Master?" Mrs. Wu Tan smiled brightly, but her face, which was already pale, became almost transparent, and she lost even the slightest bit of popularity.
Yuan Lingtian has many demon giants, including those demons, evil elders and other old monsters, and their personal strength is enough to rank among the top three. Yuan Lingtian Black Jade Sea Xingxiu Palace, claiming to be Xiaoyao
Ancestor, the old devil whose real name was Wu Gengong grinned with a smile, and gently patted Mrs. Wu Tan's face with dry palms like monkey paws.
"Quack...Wutan, you just left the Xingxiu Palace. Ancestor, I am following you." Wu Gengong's voice was extremely unpleasant, sometimes sharp, sometimes hoarse, sometimes as feminine as a woman, sometimes rough as if burned by coals.
Throat.
He chuckled strangely and looked at Mrs. Wutan with satisfaction.
"You are usually the most cautious in front of my ancestor. This time you have spent so much money to serve my ancestor comfortably. Hehe... my ancestor is very curious. You are so unwilling to manipulate you on weekdays.
, the reluctant one, but this time... there is a ghost, there must be a ghost!"
"So, Ancestor, I...hey, I have been extremely generous for once. Look, I also lent you the Heavenly Demon Skull. I also lent you the Thunder God Net."
"Ancestor, I have lent you all the treasures at the bottom of my box... I'm worried, I'm afraid, this is my coffin book, Ancestor! If you run away with them... Hey, Wutan, of course you won't
You can run away, but if you are robbed of your wealth and sex... wouldn't I, ancestor, suffer a big loss?"
"So, you borrowed these treasures for three years, and I, ancestor, have been watching behind you."
"You used these treasures to kill several juniors who had enmity with you in the past... I saw it all in my eyes... But I know that if you want to kill those people, you don't need to ask me, ancestor, to borrow the treasures!"
"You must have a more important goal!"
Wu Genggong clasped his hands behind his back, turned around, looked at the Buddhist Sound Hall shrouded in an extremely thin layer of Buddha light, and said quietly: "I didn't expect that your Wanhua Sect would actually hide such a good thing... This Hanyue Temple
, I have been here twice, but I didn’t even notice that there is such a Buddhist secret hidden under the Hanyue Temple."
"Tsk, tsk, this must be the extremely profound magical power of Buddhism, which diverted my attention, ancestor."
"In other words, my ancestor was born in the devil's path, so before this Buddhist secret was breached, I had no 'chance' to produce any 'cause and effect' with this secret."
"The magical power of Buddhism is indeed extraordinary."
"But since Wutan has helped me break this restriction, haha, Wutan, in those bald words, this Buddhist treasure is destined to me... What do you mean?"
What Mr. Wu Geng said was very rude.
Naturally, he attributed this Buddhist treasure to his own name.
Mrs. Wu Tan's expression became... extremely, indescribable. She looked at Wu Gengong and remained silent for a long time.
Wu Gengong smiled and pinched Mrs. Wu Tan's face with his paws.
"Oh, before you went to the Dahuang Mountain and Dian Dian Mountain, you asked Mr. Dian Dian to help you isolate the secrets and chaos... But you have been following me for so many years. Don't you know that the person that Mr. Dian Dian is most afraid of in his life is me?
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"You asked him to help you cover your tracks, and you wanted to eliminate the last possibility that Ancestor and I would discover your secret... As soon as you left the Valley of Disorientation, Old Inversion sent a letter to Ancestor me!"
Mrs. Wutan finally couldn't bear it any longer, and she hissed: "How dare he charge me such a high fee?"
Wu Gonggong smiled and nodded: "Yes, he actually dared to accept my wife's money... So, I went to Diantigu Valley, broke both of his legs, and asked him to compensate ten times of my wife's expenses. Madam,
But are you still satisfied? If you are not satisfied, I will go and slaughter his entire family later."
Mrs. Wutan, don’t speak anymore.
This time, she was eaten to death by Wu Gengong.
This is due to the rapid rise of the Wanhua Sect. Although the Supreme Patriarch within the sect is also half-step into the realm of heaven and human beings, no matter in terms of heritage, strength or other aspects, he cannot compete with an old man like Wu Gengong.
The devil contends.
Otherwise, why would she have ended up in such an embarrassing situation?
Wu Gonggong rubbed his hands proudly and said with a smile: "Then, let me see, ancestor, what is in this Buddhist treasure!"
