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Four hundred and thirtieth seventh chapter daring (9)

 Fairy Yaoying chuckled.

Duke Wu Gong glared: "What's the matter? Are you worried about being a father?"

The surrounding earth suddenly trembled, and the Thunder God's Net covering the airspace shook slightly. A total of ninety-nine and eighty-one yellow dragon heads slowly poked their heads out of the net, and opened their mouths slightly. Each dragon head had a diameter of

Hundreds of feet of Wutu Divine Thunder quietly condensed.

Lu Chen stood behind Fairy Yao Ying with his hands clasped together, feeling sincerely that this demonic giant was different. He threatened his own daughter in such a clean and unobtrusive way.

Fairy Yao Ying curled her lips and glanced sideways at Lu Ren: "Yueguang, show the ancestor the treasure you got."

Duke Wu and Mrs. Wu Tan looked at Lu Qian at the same time.

Lu Chen put his hands together and saluted to Duke Wu Gen and Mrs. Wu Tan. The moonlight around him was like water, rolling and flowing, and wisps of cool and pure meaning overflowed, making Duke Wu Gen and Mrs. Wu Tan frown at the same time.

"I hate monks the most in my life!" Wu Gonggong smiled coldly and stretched out his skinny paws towards Lu Qian: "Bring it here and let me see what amazing treasures are hidden in this Buddhist treasure!

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Wu Gengong's eyes bulged from their sockets, their eyes were gleaming with green light, and his heart was beating a little faster than usual.

The Holy Heaven, the Great Brahma Pure World Sect, the place where the last abbot died?

Wu Genggong was a survivor of the terrible war thirty thousand years ago... At that time, he was only a mid-level demon. He was somewhat famous among Yuan Lingtian's demonic cultivators, but he could be betrayed at any time.

The kind that can be crushed to death with one finger.

He still remembered that the Buddhist cultivators from the Supreme Holy Heaven controlled the huge Buddhist temples, Buddhist halls, Buddhist mountains, and pagodas, broke through the membrane of heaven and earth in Yuanlingtian, and barged in from outside the sky, attacking the monks of Yuanlingtian no matter what.

A scene of massacre without distinction between good and evil.

Kill from east to west, from south to north, and then kill again and again.

Yuan Lingtian was killed so much that the ground turned red.

The killings turned every river into a river of blood...

The terrifying reputation of Dafan Jingshi Sect was forged with the corpses of countless Yuan Ling Tian monks.

And the crazy massacre of the Dafan Jingshi Sect finally succeeded. If Wu Gong hadn't picked up a few leaks in the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain, and touched a few items from the corpse of the slain demon giant.

My dear, even with a very profound inheritance of magic, how could it be possible for the ancestor of Xiaoyao, Wu Gonggong, to be like today?

The place of silence for the last abbot of the Great Brahma Jingshi Sect... One can imagine what level of treasures can be left here.

Wu Gengong's fingers were trembling a little.

He stared straight at Lu Qian. If Lu Qian dared to make any move...if his precious daughter dared to do anything wrong, he would kill her!

My daughter is gone, but she can still be born again.

My baby is gone, where can I find it?

Lu Qian straightened up. Behind Wu Gonggong, an obscure and gloomy shadow of a flag flashed past. A monstrous demonic energy turned into a distorted giant face of gods and demons, roaring and rising up to a height of a thousand feet.

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[To be honest, I’ve been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it’s available on both Android and Apple.]

Obviously, this is another incredible magic treasure.

Lu Qian stretched out his hands, took out the Blood Taotie Cauldron and the Qingning Heart Lamp, held them one on the left and the other on the right, and handed them to Duke Wu Geng.

Wu Gonggong's eyes casually glanced at the Qingning Heart Lamp.

He has never seen this lamp... When the Qingning Heart Lamp is not exerting its power, its power is restrained, its magic is obscured, and it has no power at all. At that time, Wu Gengong was only a medium-sized demon, and he was not qualified to meet the great king.

The abbot of Fanjing Shizong was not qualified to interfere with his battle, so he didn't recognize him.

But this bloody gluttonous cauldron... is an extremely famous item in the list of Yuan Ling Tian Demon Dao's treasures.

Wu Gonggong's eyes widened and he hissed: "Blood Taotie? Yes, yes, he must be the abbot of the Great Brahma Jingshi Sect... Apart from him, who can suppress the master of Blood Taotie? Who can hide him till now?"

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"This is not only a treasure for killing demons, it can extract the essence and blood of all living beings, condense the blood of the supreme true demon, change the qualifications, transform the blood, turn mortals into true demons, and have the opportunity to realize the path of the supreme true demon... A breakthrough

A rare treasure in the bottleneck of heaven and man!"

Wu Gonggong was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

Although he takes a peek at the Buddhist treasures, he is not too greedy... In fact, he is an old devil with many years of experience. He is holding a Buddhist treasure. Is he making himself uncomfortable?

But the Blood Gluttonous Cauldron is the hope for him to go further!

Compared to the Blood Gluttonous Cauldron, all other Buddhist treasures are nothing...

With his hands trembling, Wu Gonggong stretched out his hand to hold the Blood Taotie Cauldron, and hissed: "With this treasure, Ancestor, I... can hope for a great road! Jie Jie, what is the Supreme Immortal Certificate, what is the chance of ascension, Ancestor

I……"

The big mouth on the surface of the Blood Gluttonous Cauldron suddenly opened, and a bloody light turned into a sword shadow and rushed out, piercing straight through Wu Gonggong's heart.

Wu Gonggong howled miserably, the eighty-one dragon heads of the Thunder God's Network opened their mouths at the same time, and the shadows of the flags and banners behind him flashed rapidly...

Qingning's heart lamp suddenly shined brightly. In the lamp, Lu Chen gathered the power of countless Taoist monks from Vajra Sumeru Mountain, and the one thousand and eighty drops of Daigo lamp oil he had accumulated with great difficulty suddenly lost one-third.

The three-color fire spread extremely gently around, covering a land with a radius of hundreds of feet.

A faint Buddhist flame ignited from the surface of Wu Gengong's body and burned through his body in an instant. Wu Gengong suddenly turned into a translucent state. He looked at Lu Qian with a twisted face and suddenly opened his mouth.

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Eighty-one Wutu Divine Thunder fell with a terrifying loud noise.

Behind him, the shadow of the flag suddenly showed its true form, and twelve huge demon heads stretched out their long arms and slapped Lu Qian fiercely.

The remaining 720 drops of lamp oil in the lamp burned out instantly.

The twelve demonic arms touched the three-color sacred fire and burned completely with a roar.

Eighty-one Wutu Divine Thunder fell on his head and hit the three-color fire ring hard. Terrifying pressure hit his head. Lu Qian's body shook slightly, his internal organs shook, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, falling on his head and face.

The three-color Buddha Flame's power soared even more as it appeared on Wu Gonggong's face.

"Ancestor, I... have been fighting birds all my life..."

Wu Genggong let out his last cry, and his soul was completely destroyed. He was burned cleanly, leaving not even a trace of ashes.

Mrs. Wu Tan was stunned, and then she knelt down on the ground suddenly and showed a bright smile towards Lu Qi: "Unexpectedly, the wise son-in-law actually countered this silly girl Yaoying... Come to think of it, this is also the secret of Buddhism.

Benefits for a good son-in-law?"

"We are all a family...Does a good husband-in-law want to kill me, my mother-in-law?"

Lu Chen looked at Mrs. Wu Tan in shock.

These words... are so raw and shameless!

With a slight cough, he flicked his right hand to his neck, and the life-lock between mother and son was immediately released. Lu Qian returned to his original appearance, with a majestic body measuring six feet tall like a hill, standing in front of Mrs. Wu Tan who was kneeling in worship.

Mrs. Wu Tan looked at Lu Qian in shock and hissed: "You, who are you?"

Something is wrong, something is extremely wrong. Madam Wu Tan is such a smart person, otherwise how could she sit on the throne of the Wanhua Sect?

As soon as she saw Lu Qian, who had a strong breath and a strange light flowing under her skin, and then looked at her precious daughter with a sacred and dignified face, Mrs. Wu Tan laughed hastily: "The seniors are so powerful, the juniors can't even catch up..."

Yao Ying can become the disciple of senior, it is really the blessing of my precious daughter...Junior Wu Tan, it is..."

Lu Qian interrupted Mrs. Wu Tan's words. He pointed out his finger and struck the opponent's eyebrows with his fingertips. A powerful Buddhist thought blasted into Mrs. Wu Tan's mind, leaving a trace in her soul.

The extremely overbearing Buddhist ban on beast control!

That's right, it's a ban on beast control.

This kind of restriction is a powerful restriction used by Buddhist monks to subdue those powerful demons and forcibly turn them into their disciples' mounts, lest their beastly natures remain, and cause all kinds of trouble by killing people and setting fires outside.

But apply this prohibition to people!

Well, Lu Qian’s move was a bit too ruthless.

But considering what Wanhuamen did... Lu Qian glanced at Mrs. Wu Tan, who was pale and covered in cold sweat, and said coldly: "You, maybe you feel the restriction in your soul?"

Mrs. Wu Tan nodded repeatedly and did not dare to say more.

The restriction that blasted into her soul was extremely overbearing. She could feel that the restriction was like a volcano lurking in the deepest part of her soul. As long as it was detonated, she would be wiped out.

"Very good, your Ten Thousand Flowers Sect is really a bit unpopular. The good Hanyue Temple, a huge Buddhist pure land, have been ruined by you to this extent?"

"Buddhism and I have a certain affinity, so I want to bring order to the chaos and bring purity, peace, and justice to Hanyue Temple!"

"So, those degenerate flower monks in Hanyue Temple are mine."

"Those female disciples of your Wanhua Sect... are immoral and do evil things. I will also give them a chance to change their minds and start a new life."

"Later, we will return to Hanyue Temple. If you cooperate with me, we will take down all the tops and bottoms of the Wanhua Gate."

"Hmm... the Wanhua Sect alone seems to be a bit... petty?"

There was a strange light in Lu Chen's eyes. He looked at Mrs. Wu Tan who looked desperate and smiled: "You, Wanhua Sect, probably have a lot of nepotistic friends, so find an excuse, no matter what it is, within a month

, how about holding a huge 'uncovered conference' at the gate of your Wanhua Gate?"

Mrs. Wu Tan looked at Lu Chen tremblingly: "Senior, what do you want? Our sect has a wide network of friends and knows countless strong people. If, if...we gather them all at the Wanhuamen Mountain Gate, I'm afraid..."

Mrs. Wu Tan wanted to say that Lu Qian probably couldn't deal with such a master from the multi-dimensional spirit world.

Lu Qian looked at Mrs. Wu Tan with a smile: "Then, I have to thank you, Master, for your cooperation... What do you think? As soon as I think about it, the Master is about to lose his soul... If a man doesn't do it for himself, he will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and his fellow Taoist friends will not die if they are poor Taoists."

, do you understand these principles?"

Mrs. Wu Tan was silent for a long time, then nodded heavily.


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