At this time, above the temple, after seeing the hexagonal magic circle disappear, Qinglong commanded the dragon soul to hit the glass at the top of the temple.
Without the blessing of the runes, the top of the glass temple was directly knocked out of a huge hole by the dragon soul, and then the dragon's tail directly hit the priests.
At this time, the priest seemed to be confused. The enemy was so powerful that it completely exceeded their imagination. There was no way that a priest from a small temple branch could be Qinglong's opponent.
Qinglong rushed in under the horrified eyes of several people, put the soul magic ball on the table directly into his Taoist weapon, and then flew away again.
Xiao Yu has now arrived below the temple, but the place is now in a mess. Many priests in white robes have died, but not a single local citizen has died.
"This way, come this way."
As soon as Xiao Yu showed his head, a white dragon soul flew down from the sky. Then Xiao Yu jumped up, stood on the dragon's head, and started running wildly into the distance.
Below, six or seven yellow-haired people stood on the wave, sweeping away into the distance.
"Qinglong, wait a moment."
Xiao Yu turned around and looked at the island behind him, only to see a thousand-armed monster rushing towards this side. The monster's body was very big. Where it passed, houses collapsed and people wailed. Even the white-robed priests were killed by the opponent.
Swallow it directly into your stomach.
"Go back and you can't bring that monster to the city."
Judging from the appearance of this monster, it must be a creature from hell.
This Creation Temple really did everything possible. In order to kill him, he even made a deal with the evil god of hell.
"No matter what they do, they deserve to perish themselves!"
Qinglong's face was full of anger. When he left before, he had already seen the strange guy.
"The temple is guilty, but the people are innocent. If we bring each other to the mortal city like this, do you know how many killings will result?"
White wings appeared again on Xiao Yu's back, and he took out the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword, ready to strike at any time.
"Xiao Yu, that thing is the Thousand-Hand Fruit of Hell, also called the Hell Fruit. I heard that anyone who sees it will be taken to hell sooner or later.
If you don't kill it, it will turn into seeds and follow your breath all the way to China. It's very sinister, so you'd better find a way to kill it."
Before Xiao Yu took action, Wu Xuan started to explain to him.
In the distance, priests in white robes were flying towards us quickly, but they did not get closer.
Among those white-robed priests, there were three red-robed priests. They also stepped on the clouds and came to the Thousand-Handed Monster.
The strange thing is that the Thousand-Handed Monster didn't attack the opponent, like a captive pet.
"Why, don't run away?
I hope you run to China, then there will be something good to watch."
A red-robed priest looked at Xiao Yu and chuckled.
"Really? That will disappoint you. I don't plan to run away now."
Xiao Yu looked at the other party, then nodded to Qinglong, and the other party immediately flew towards the sea.
Xiao Yu was still quite afraid of the Hell Fruit. When it first came out, if the substitute given by Zhi Zha hadn't saved his life, he might have been severely injured.
Thinking about his own cultivation level, which is already at the eighth level, he actually felt dangerous in that situation. One can imagine how terrifying the power of this hell fruit is.
"Your god has gone to great lengths to lure me into the trap!
But I think he's not here, it's just you guys, if you want to die, just stand here, I don't mind giving you a ride."
As Xiao Yu spoke, two talismans flew out of his hand, exploding in the clouds like meteors, and then it started to rain heavily.
At the same time, white mist began to rise in the sea below, surrounding the Cape Verde Islands.
The heavy rain was like a tidal wave, and as soon as it fell, it turned into hailstones the size of walnuts. For a while, the sea water below began to form frost, and then slowly turned into white ice.
The Rain Talisman, which turns precipitation into ice, is a relatively powerful group attack spell in Maoshan.
"retreat."
Seeing the hail falling, the priests of the Creation God Cult hurriedly retreated towards the temple, while the monster transformed from the hell fruit also roared and rushed towards Xiao Yu.
The hell fruit looks like a large piranha, with various vines growing on its body, a mouth, and two blood-red eyes.
After the ice fell, Hell Fruit seemed to sense the danger, and the tentacles behind him all raised up, waving continuously in the sky, breaking the approaching ice.
However, this rainfall talisman was just a cover. The seawater under the opponent's body had turned into thick ice, completely blocking the opponent's progress.
"kill.."
Seeing that the opponent was frozen, Xiao Yu waved his wooden sword and shouted loudly.
Whoosh...
A long sword flew from a distance, but as soon as it got close to the hell fruit, it was knocked away by the vines on the guy's body.
However, a vine on the opponent's body was also cut off directly, and some dark green liquid flowed out.
Inside the temple, a group of red-robed priests gathered together, all whispering about what was going on outside.
"Father, you have the strength of a great magician, why don't you take action?
Although they are powerful, as long as you take action and add the Hell Fruit, they might still be able to fight."
A red-robed priest asked in a low voice.
"Haha, you are wrong, we are just a stronghold, the main thing we do is to attract their attention.
Besides, the angels have been defeated. Do you think we people will be our opponents?
But don't worry, others will arrive to support you in less than half an hour.
A few little Taoists came to our territory and wanted to escape again, so where would I put the dignity of my temple?
Just keep an eye on them, don't let them leave, I'm going to summon angels for support."
The priest holding the magic wand smiled mysteriously, and then walked towards the temple.
Looking at the sea in the distance, the Hell Fruit is now three meters high, with Qinglong and several people surrounding it.
It's just that there are many scars on the hell fruit now, and most of the tentacles have been cut off, but new tentacles will grow out soon.
Moreover, Hell Fruit did not attack others, but pursued Xiao Yu, which gave him quite a headache.
The most important thing is that under the attack of Xiao Yu and others, the Hell Fruit not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger.
However, only four of Xiao Yu's group appeared on the sea surface, and the rest did not show up.
Under the attacks of everyone, only the Buddhist monk, the painstaking monk, had a strong suppression on the hell monster, and the other people's attacks could only cause the opponent to suffer slight injuries.
"Strange, why are those Westerners not anxious at all? Do they think we can't defeat this thing?"
While Xiao Yu was dealing with the Hell Fruit, he began to think about it.
Suddenly, he was startled and began to have a bad premonition.
"Qinglong, retreat, they are waiting for reinforcements."
"Haha, since you're here, let's stay."
A burst of laughter spread from far to near, and the originally dark sky suddenly turned fiery red. A man whose whole body was burning with flames, like a god of war, came step by step through the air.
