Chapter two hundred and ninety third deceive the enemy
Taoist Wuchen glanced in the direction of a series of black spots on the sea in the distance, turned his hand and put away the ancient blue sword, and turned his eyes towards the scarred man who was still fighting with the elegant Taoist priest and the beautiful Taoist nun.
The man with the scar had already seen everything that had just happened. The moment Taoist Wuchen glanced at him, he immediately realized something, gave a sharp shout, and started chanting like a whisper.
boom!
Gray flames ignited on his body, and his whole body instantly turned into a burning man, but the aura he exuded was twice as strong as before.
He shouted loudly, and the gray light from his body glowed, condensing into a giant palm of burning gray flames, and grabbed the head of the elegant Taoist priest not far in front of him.
The elegant Taoist priest was shocked. The purple flying sword flashed with light and struck towards the giant gray flame palm.
However, as soon as the flying sword touched the giant palm, it immediately began to spin, as if it had lost control and was knocked away.
The giant gray palm pressed down on the elegant Taoist priest, and he was about to catch him.
At this moment, a ray of white light shot out, but it was a large white seal.
The big seal suddenly grew to the size of a millstone and hit the giant gray palm hard.
With a "bang" sound, the giant gray palm exploded immediately, and the big white seal continued to hit the man with the scar.
With a "pop" sound, the scarred man's body exploded like a rotten watermelon, turning into a shower of blood.
The scarred man fell, and the gray smoke from the skull bird merged into the void and disappeared.
"Master!"
The elegant Taoist priest and the beautiful Taoist nun flew over.
"You guys deal with these two ships first, and we'll follow you later!" Taoist Wuchen said, waving his hand to recall the big white seal, his body suddenly turned into a white light, and rushed towards where Shi Mu and others were.
The Celestial Being flew to the sky and escaped from the earth so fast that it caught up with the No. 22 giant boat where Shi Mu and others were in a short time.
Before he could reach his body, he raised one hand with an expressionless expression, and the white seal above his head shined brightly, grew dozens of times in size, and hit the giant boat where Shi Mu was.
The young woman in the gray dress looked pale, but she still activated the red silk weapon and faced the white seal.
As a result, as soon as the red silk touched the big seal, it immediately broke into dozens of pieces with a "bang" sound, as if a fly was shaking a tree, and the falling momentum of the big seal did not change at all.
The young woman in the gray dress spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound, and fell to the ground sluggishly.
On the giant boat, Shi Mu's expression changed drastically. He put his hands on the side of the boat. A flash of blue light appeared on his skin, and several blue scales appeared.
As soon as he moved, he was about to jump into the sea.
At this moment, his expression changed and he suddenly looked into the air.
A gray light flashed over the giant boat, and a petite figure emerged.
This man was wearing a white full-body battle armor and a mask that covered his whole face. His face and body were not visible at all.
The petite figure is holding a short black stick in his right hand.
Shi Mu's expression changed drastically. Others may not know it, but he could clearly see that this white figure was Yan Luo.
The aura that Yan Luo was exuding at this moment also made him feel frightened. It seemed that his strength had increased a lot during this period.
Yanluo looked up at the falling white seal, and the short stick in his hand emitted a black light that reached into the sky.
The next moment, a black rod shadow dozens of feet thick appeared in mid-air, spanning the sky and the earth.
Woo!
The shadow of the huge stick flashed and headed towards the big seal in the sky.
Taoist Wuchen was startled for a moment, and then he pressed the spell in his hand. The white seal glowed brighter, and countless runes emerged from the white light, increasing its power.
Boom!
A loud noise!
Taoist Wuchen's body was shaken violently, and the big white seal was blown away.
However, the white figure in mid-air was like a meteor, and was smashed into the bottom of the sea with a plop.
On the three giant ships in the nearby vast sea, more than 600 disciples, including the young woman in gray skirt, looked at the scene in mid-air with incredulous expressions on their faces.
Looking back at that moment of life and death, it feels like a dream!
To be able to block Taoist Wuchen's attack, what kind of strength does it take to do that!
"No, Yanluo!"
When Shi Mu saw this scene, he felt extremely anxious.
But immediately his expression relaxed. In the induction of his spiritual consciousness, Yanluo was not greatly damaged and his aura was quite stable.
Taoist Wuchen quickly stabilized his figure, his face showing an angry look.
With his current cultivation strength, he has never suffered such a big loss!
At this moment, a burst of black light appeared in the void behind his head.
A withered hand stretched out from inside, grabbing Taoist Wuchen's head like lightning.
Taoist Wuchen was shocked. White light emanated from his body, condensing into a light shield and blocking the withered palm. At the same time, he dodged to the side.
Snap!
The light shield shattered in response, but Taoist Wuchen also took the opportunity to swoop out and appeared more than ten feet away in a flash.
"Who is it?" Taoist Wuchen turned around and asked in a deep voice.
"Wuchen, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, maybe even I have forgotten about it." A figure slowly appeared in the black light. He was an old man with a yellow complexion and dry and sparse hair. He looked like an old man with more dead bodies.
"It's you, I didn't expect you to be alive!" Taoist Wuchen was a little surprised.
"Thanks to your demon-killing thorn back then, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to break through that step until my death." The withered old man stood in the void, looking at Taoist Wuchen, his yellow eyes flickering.
The withered old man showed a noncommittal smile, his clothes moved automatically without any wind, and a huge aura spread in all directions.
On the giant boat, Shi Mu looked at the three figures in mid-air and was speechless. Just a moment ago, he sensed that Yan Luo, who was about to break out of the sea, had returned directly to the interface of the dead.
Taoist Wuchen's face darkened. The huge coercion unleashed by the withered old man had undoubtedly reached the realm of heaven.
Moreover, the white figure just now exuded the unique aura of undead creatures. Needless to say, it was naturally the summon of the withered old man.
Although the existence of the undead creature cannot be sensed at this moment, it is definitely still hiding nearby and cannot be careless at all.
"Pang Yu has seen Protector Zuo!"
On the giant boat, the young woman in gray skirt struggled to stand up, with a look of ecstasy on her face, and bowed to the withered old man.
"Thank you Protector Zuo for saving me!"
The other people on the giant boat looked at each other, obviously not recognizing the old man. However, when they saw the young woman in gray skirt saluting, they hurriedly followed suit and bowed to the withered old man.
They naturally regarded the white figure that could withstand Taoist Wuchen's attack as the work of this withered old man.
In mid-air, a figure came from a distance like lightning, and a man's figure flashed out, it was Liu An.
"Uncle Master." Liu An looked at the withered old man with an excited look in his eyes.
"An'er, just come back." The withered old man said to Liu An.
"Uncle Master, you are finally out of seclusion! You and I join forces to kill the old thief Wuchen today and avenge Master!" Liu An said as he looked at Taoist Wuchen.
At this moment, the elegant Taoist priest and the beautiful Taoist nun also flew over, landed behind Taoist Wuchen, raised their hands to Wuchen and said:
"Master, a total of more than 500 evil followers of the Mingyue Sect in three vast ships have been killed!"
"Okay!" Taoist Wuchen nodded.
Hearing this, Liu An's eyes flashed with anger, his body glowed with black light, and he prepared to pounce.
At this moment, the withered old man stretched out his withered arm, stopped in front of Liu An, and said:
"You'd better take them away quickly and leave this place to me."
"None of you are going to leave today! I'll just use some tricks to deal with you two here." Taoist Wuchen said, waving one hand, the white seal flew back to his head, spinning out of thin air. , faster and faster, white arcs gradually appeared on the big seal, crackling.
Buzz!
A flash of green light flashed in Taoist Wuchen's hand, and he used the ancient blue sword again.
The ancient sword exuded extremely pure dark blue sword energy, making a hissing sound.
Liu An's expression changed, and with a flash of blood in his hand, he took out the Heavenly Ghost Flag, but the blood light emitted by this object was dim.
"Haha, old thief Wuchen, you should know that my disciples of the Mingyue Sect have never been known for their strength. Do you know why I show up here alone?" The withered old man suddenly smiled lightly and said.
Taoist Wuchen was startled when he heard this.
At this moment, a white light suddenly lit up on his body, which condensed into a white ball of light, and a rapid voice came from the ball of light.
Taoist Wuchen's face darkened when he heard this, and he took a deep look at the withered old man. The white light from his body shone brightly, enveloping the elegant Taoist priest and the beautiful Taoist nun, and turned into a white light and flew towards the Yinshi Mountain Range.
Liu An wanted to stop him, but it was too late. The withered old man did not take action and watched him go away.
"Uncle Master, why didn't you stop him?" Liu An looked at the withered old man, somewhat puzzled.
The withered old man frowned slightly, but looked at Taoist Wuchen's escaping light and said nothing.
Liu An showed a trace of confusion on his face and was about to ask again.
The body of the withered old man suddenly shook, the only blood on his face quickly faded, and his body fell from mid-air.
Liu An's expression changed, and he hurriedly reached out to catch the withered old man.
"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you?" he exclaimed.
Everyone on the giant boat was also shocked.
Liu An hugged the withered old man and landed on the giant boat.
"Hurry up and get out of here...before Wuchen finds out..." the withered old man said with difficulty.
The three giant boats immediately set sail again, but instead of walking in a straight line, they shifted their sailing direction and quickly disappeared into the vast sea.
On the giant boat, everyone gathered obediently at the stern, and no one said a word.
Shi Mu stood near the side of the ship, looking towards the bow.
On the bow of the ship, a black barrier opened on the willow bank, covering the body of the withered old man, and the young woman in gray skirt stood aside.
Wisps of black energy came out of the barrier and merged into the body of the withered old man.
However, the complexion of the withered old man did not improve at all, but became more and more gray. If his eyes could not move occasionally, he would be no different from a dead person.
"It's useless...I used the forbidden technique to forcibly raise my cultivation level to the heavenly level. I used the last star stone I kept to open the channel for the dead and summoned the White Tiger Ghost King...all my short life span has been exhausted. …But it’s worth it if I can save you all…” The withered old man’s voice was weak.
There were tears in the eyes of the young woman in the gray dress. Liu An had a calm expression on his face. He did not speak and just operated the magic circle with all his strength.
"An'er, there is no need to waste your efforts... We are going to Xihe Continent. There are countless dangers along the way, and we still need your strength... I will leave the Ming Yue Sect to you..." The withered old man's voice became louder and louder, his eyes slowed down.
Close it, and the last trace of life disappears from him.
boom!
His body spontaneously ignited into black flames, burning fiercely.
The face of the young woman in gray dress changed, and she was about to put out the flames when Liu An reached out to stop her.
"This is the demonic flame of karma. It is the price paid by my uncle for using the forbidden technique. It cannot be extinguished," Liu An said.
The corpse of the withered old man quickly turned into a small pile of ashes in the flames, and his soul was completely destroyed.
Liu An's lips trembled, and he carefully collected the ashes and put them into a small white altar.
He took a step back, knelt on the ground, and bowed to the jar.
The young woman in gray skirt and the other disciples on the boat then knelt down and worshiped the urn.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed, and although he did not kneel down, he still bowed in the direction of the jar.
Although he did not agree with some of the principles of the Ming Yue Sect, what he saw and heard during this period gave him a new understanding of the three largest forces in the East Continent.