In Canngling Great Plains and Black Wind Canyon, twelve elders from the photo studio were roaring and fighting fiercely.
Underground, Wu Tu sneaked into the Thunder God Net, and the thunder light was faint, sealing off all possibilities of escaping to the ground; in the sky, the light curtain of Xuanyuan Yiqi Taiyue Tower rose, completely sealing the surrounding void; between heaven and earth, eighteen pieces of Buddhist treasures auspicious light
Wandering around, it turned into a golden torrent, constantly washing over the twelve Half-Step Heavenly Realm elders.
What's even more outrageous is that from all directions, there are countless evil spirits who have shrunk their bodies to the size of dust particles, forming a terrifying array, constantly letting out shrill cries, charming calls, and ecstasy.
Indescribable wonderful sounds. Waves of extremely sinister evil power continuously bombarded the souls of the twelve photo studio elders, weakening their strength by more than half out of thin air.
And those who besieged these twelve unlucky guys head-on were eighteen powerful Mahakala, half-step gods and humans, led by Jie Yin Toutuo!
It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves.
When the owner of the photo studio became a thief, the twelve photo studio elders naturally fell into the trap and obediently walked into the trap set by Lu Qian.
The skills of the photo studio are mainly about being invisible, bursting out instantly, missing a hit, and flying away. This is the characteristic of the photo studio killer. But when it comes to frontal killing, the killers in the photo studio are better than the monks of the same level.
It has unavoidable weaknesses.
As long as the Photo Studio Killer can withstand the first few moves of the Photo Studio Killer, the Photo Studio Killer, which consumes a huge amount of vitality and mana, will inevitably weaken rapidly and fall directly into a disadvantage.
As for the group of Buddhist masters such as Jie Yin Tu Tuo... the characteristics of Buddhism's skills are thick skin, thick flesh, and endurance. In particular, Buddhist monks have strong and long-lasting magic power and are best at fighting protracted battles.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the elder of the photo studio burst into flames, and Jie Yin Toutuo and others were injured one after another.
But after just ten breaths, Jieyin Toutuo and the others stabilized their formation and easily brought the battle into their rhythm.
The world is surrounded, all directions are blocked, there are evil things outside that disturb the mind, there are powerful Buddhist masters inside who are carrying on the fierce attack, and there are eighteen Buddhist spiritual treasures transferred from the Mahakala Temple to suppress the battle...
How can these twelve unlucky photo studio elders win?
Not to mention, there is Lu Qian with the Flying Bear Spear in his right hand and the Fallen Angel Whip in his left hand, standing aside with a smile and watching with eagerness!
"Who are you?" The twelve elders of the photo studio who were trapped in the Black Wind Canyon are all direct descendants of the Hu family in the photo studio. These elders of the Hu family are also hunting down the murderer of Hu Tianjun and pursuing the photo studio.
The most active main force of Zhenlouzhibao.
Now a group of people were surrounded by an ambush and saw that the main force of the attack was actually eighteen bald thieves with shaved scalps. These elders of the Hu family already had the answer in their hearts, but they still shouted angrily.
"Even if you die, you must let me understand and die happily!" Elder Hu, who had just shouted angrily, roared crazily: "What kind of hatred do you and my studio have? What hatred? Why exactly?"
Elder Hu shouted angrily, which meant something was wrong.
The black light that protected his body was suddenly suppressed by the silver Buddha light released by Zen Master Baoxiang. An astonishingly bright sword turned into three feet of cold light. It circled and slashed around the elder of the Hu family, forcefully tearing away the mysterious light that protected his body.
There was a small gap.
This elder of the Hu family wielded thirteen crescent-shaped scimitars that were as thin as cicada wings, almost transparent, and only the size of a palm, slashing wildly across the sky. The light of the sword was faintly visible, sharp and ruthless, and the blade was quenched with poison, and the sword never left Zen Master Baoxiang's vitals.
However, the mysterious light protecting his body was broken, and Zen Master Baoxiang suddenly transformed into a silver Buddha statue. A lotus Buddha seal in his palms spurted out thousands of meters of cold light, and forcibly immobilized thirteen scimitars.
Lu Qian took advantage of the situation and broke out.
A gust of wind suddenly blew up, and Lu Yi's speed reached the extreme. The elder of the Hu family could not see Lu Yi's movements clearly, and did not even touch Lu Yi's slightest sound. Lu Yi had already reached his side, and started to move.
A fallen angel whip struck him.
The evil energy of the seven emotions and six desires broke out, and the mysterious light protecting the body of Elder Hu suddenly dimmed, and most of it disappeared in an instant.
The Flying Bear Spear brought out a gleam of cold light, and penetrated the scattered black light around Elder Hu's body. The gun barrel was gently rubbed on his chest, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard endlessly. The Elder Hu vomited blood, and was killed by Lu
The shot almost crushed his body, and all his magic power shattered, and he fell to the ground in all directions.
Countless evil spirits quickly covered the elder's body, and he let out all kinds of strange soul-enchanting sounds at the top of his lungs.
Blood spurted out from the seven orifices, and the soul's defense was violently broken. Lu Qian pointed his hand, and a little golden light of 'transformation' fell from the sky, easily entering the eyebrows of the Hu family elder, and implanted the 'loyalty to the death' in his soul.
seed.
"Heaven...my studio..." A golden light shone in the soul of this elder of the Hu family, quickly infecting his soul. Before his soul was completely enveloped by the golden light, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a desperate cry.
In such a large photo studio, there are only eighteen Half-Step Heavenly Realm elders who are direct descendants of the Hu family.
If all twelve people present were wiped out, the Hu clan would be completely defeated and would no longer be able to suppress the elders with foreign surnames who were promoted from assassins in the photo studio.
What's even more frightening is that this 'transformed' elder felt the use of that little golden light.
He couldn't imagine that if a group of his Hu clan members all became Lu Qian's loyal subordinates... then the photo studio's foundation... a ten-thousand-year foundation, countless killers, countless wealth, and secretly control so many small and medium-sized sects.
The vassal families, large and small... all made wedding clothes for others!
"No!"
At the moment when the golden light completely enveloped his soul, the elder Hu's mind suddenly lit up - they came here because they received Hu Buwei's order, and it was Hu Buwei who swore to them that he had found the way to attack and kill Hu Tianjun.
Clues to the person!
Hu Buwei...
Hu Buwei!
Hu Buwei?
He is already a puppet controlled by others, and the foundation of the photo studio has already fallen into the hands of others!
Another photo studio elder was led by Tutuo and Shafo Wuxin to join forces. The body-protecting Xuanguang was destroyed, the personal soft armor was shattered, and seven consecutive body-protecting secret treasures and talismans were violently broken open.
Lu Qian appeared next to the elder of the photo studio again as fast as lightning. First, he struck him with the Fallen Angel Whip, which made him stunned and unable to control himself. Then, he shot him with a shot that broke his bones and tendons. He vomited blood and fell to the ground. Countless evil spirits fell to the ground.
They pounced on him one after another, calling him "Mr." affectionately, and violently tore apart his soul defense!
A bit of golden light fell to the ground, and another photo studio elder was ‘transformed’ by Lu Qian!
Jieyin Toutuo couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Buddhism is vast, and there is a destiny for universal salvation. Junior Brother Fahai has such magical powers, and he has gained the essence of my Buddhism! Great good, great good!"
Lu Qian smiled shyly.
This old thief, Bald, can say such a shameless method so sanctimoniously... Hey, Lu Qian really likes this shameless energy!
Seven days later, the remaining six half-step heavenly realm elders of the Hu family of the photo studio were attacked at the entrance of the Canngling Dayuan branch of the photo studio. The six elders, together with hundreds of core masters of the Hu family, were all killed.
Was 'crossed' by Lu Qian.
Three days later, among the elders with the surname outside the photo studio, all 21 elders with the surname outside the half-step heaven and human realm, together with hundreds of elders from the void realm, deacons and other masters, were attacked halfway, and the entire army was wiped out. They all worshiped under Lu Qian's sect.
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The upper floors of the photo studio were cleared out, and Hu Buwei completely let go.
Moving from left to right, the elite masters of the photo studio were constantly transferred by Hu Buwei from all over Yuan Lingtian, and all of them were given to Lu Qian. Hu Buwei, who let himself go, opened all the large and small warehouses of the photo studio, and the photo studio
Lu Qian personally made a trip to burn the countless resources he had accumulated in the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain.
The majestic energy spreads violently, and inspiration and Taoism surge in.
Lu Qian once again used Buddhist secret techniques to share his Tao fruit with countless Tao soldiers in the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain.
The photo studio has a strong foundation, especially in the business of collecting money and working hard, killing people at every turn, so the wealth accumulation is extremely rich. With such a large photo studio, and the contemporary owners cooperating in the search, Lu Qian has obtained almost as many resources as he has in the past few thousand years.
It is about a hundred times that of the newly emerged Wanhuamen.
Burn to your heart's content.
The Taoist soldiers under Lu Qian's command have soared in strength in just a few days. Every day on the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain, there is a strange Taoist charm emitted by the condensed Taoist fruit, and the spiritual light surges up.
From this, everything is ready, all that is left is the east wind.
A few days later, in Canngling Great Plains and outside Qingxi City, hundreds of millions of evil spirits were traveling during the day. The dense evil aura rose into the sky, scaring several monks in Qingxi City into hysterics and asking the Young Sect of Jianmen who was in charge of suppressing the evil spirits.
The white turtle asks for help.
Bai Yuan nonchalantly rewarded him with a Supreme Immortal Certificate, which attracted the Supreme Elder Luo He from the Miluo Sect who came for reinforcements. He took the initiative to ask for help, and hurried to Qingxi City with a group of close disciples and die-hard disciples.
Canngling Great Plains is in chaos. Except for some important key points, for the sake of safety, no void movement formations have been set up between the cities. Luo He can only take his disciples and hurried to Qingxi City using the escape method.
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On the way, Luo He unexpectedly encountered an ambush from Lu Qian. It was still a familiar old recipe. After an extremely short battle, Luo He lost cleanly when faced with the siege of masters who were ten times his own strength, with almost no struggle to resist.
He was 'crossed' by Lu Qian.
A void moving formation went directly from the place where Luo He 'transformed' to Ziluo City.
Ziluo City is less than 30,000 miles away from the mountain gate of Miluo Sect.
Late at night that day, Luo He led a group of disciples and appeared at the main entrance of the Miluo Sect's mountain gate with a slightly scattered aura. He raised his hand to type a talisman, and the giant archway outside the Miluo Sect's mountain gate suddenly flickered with light and shadow.
The phantoms of countless mountains and rivers flashed past, and the twenty-two-layered mountain protection formation opened up one after another, revealing a thoroughfare.
The Miluo Cult disciples who were responsible for guarding the mountain gate were alerted and appeared one after another. Seeing that it was Luo He returning to the mountain, these Miluo Cult disciples did not have the slightest doubt and paid tribute to Luo He one after another.
"Dizi is waiting to provide support for the Supreme Elder to return to the mountain!"
The younger disciples of Luo He's lineage came forward and greeted him respectfully. They led Luo He all the way straight into the core hinterland of the Miluo Sect without any hindrance.
Two quarters of an hour later, the formation hub 'Shengxian Palace', which was responsible for controlling the Miluo Cult's mountain-protecting formation, was easily captured without any casualties.
Today's shift, the one sitting in charge of Shengxian Palace happens to be a disciple of Luo He's line.