Chapter 187 Killing Three People
In just a moment, the place where Lu Feng was standing collapsed, and the solid land suddenly dissipated like air, revealing a large and deep crack in the ground, at least hundreds of meters long and nearly a hundred meters wide.
A strange scarlet light could be seen faintly from the depths of the crack in the ground, along with all kinds of shrill, chaotic howlings, like a terrifying abyss.
There was no ground under his feet, so Lu Feng flew up into the air, trying to get away from the strange abyss under his feet.
But Patriarch Zhengyang, who was already far away from Lu Feng and was flying in the distance with golden light, would never let Lu Feng get his wish. He grinned fiercely, and golden light burst out from his body, turning into a sharp golden flame and shooting towards Lu Feng who was floating in the air.
“Fellow Daoist Luo, now that it has come to this, you should just surrender! Take my attack, Burning Sky Sun Flame!”
"Luo family beast, take my Corruption Red Cloud too!"
When Patriarch Zhengyang was casting a spell to stop Lu Feng, a barbarian suddenly appeared beside him. It was a barbarian named Qiu. Red light surged on his body and turned into a large scarlet cloud. Following the golden flame of Patriarch Zhengyang, he came to encircle Lu Feng.
At the same time, Lu Feng, who was flying in the air, felt an invisible force binding him from all directions, as if countless ropes were pulling on him, trying to pull him into the terrifying abyss.
When Lu Feng tried his best to resist, the Burning Sky Yang Flame of Patriarch Zhengyang was already approaching him.
Boom, a loud bang!
The golden, scorching Burning Sun Flame instantly enveloped Lu Feng, fiercely burning his body. A shrill scream came from the golden flames, and Patriarch Zhengyang was overjoyed when he heard it. He pinched his white beard and smiled triumphantly:
“Haha, my Burning Sky Sun Flame can burn gold and boil stone. The kid from the Luo family was restrained by the power of the spiritual realm controlled by Xinyuan. He took this blow with all his strength. He will be miserable if he doesn’t die. And with Fellow Daoist Qiu’s spell behind him, he is doomed!”
The barbarian named Qiu stared at the vague figure struggling in the golden flames, feeling a sense of relief as if he had gotten revenge. However, he still carefully controlled his Corruption Red Cloud spell and sealed off the surroundings tightly to prevent any accidents.
"Zhengyangzi, Fellow Daoist Qiu, help me."
Just when Zheng Yangzi and the barbarian surnamed Qiu were feeling proud, suddenly, a scream from the old monk Xinyuan came from behind.
"What?"
Patriarch Zhengyang and the barbarian surnamed Qiu looked back in confusion, and followed the voice of the old monk Xinyuan, only to see a familiar figure beside the old monk Xinyuan who was casting a spell in the distance to communicate with the spiritual realm in the temple.
It was Lu Feng who was beaten by their magic.
At this time, Lu Feng was not only unharmed, but also holding a flaming spear, he pierced the kind-looking old monk Xinyuan on the spear tip. The blazing red fire licked the body of the old monk Xinyuan like a fire dragon.
If it weren't for the fact that Old Monk Xinyuan tried his best to stimulate the power of the spiritual realm in his body, and covered his body with golden light to resist the high temperature of the flames, and if Lu Feng hadn't shown mercy, I'm afraid that Old Monk Xinyuan would have been reduced to ashes under the raging flames.
"How is this possible? How could the Luo family kid be so powerful!"
Patriarch Zhengyang was horrified when he saw the old monk Xinyuan being lifted up by Lu Feng's spear. He glanced at the figure being burned by the flames of his own spell in the crack of the abyss. Without the control of the spiritual realm communicated with by the old monk Xinyuan, the figure being burned by the flames immediately rushed out of the flames with a stone turtle on his head and covered with thick khaki spiritual light.
At this time, Patriarch Zhengyang saw clearly the "Lu Feng" he had just attacked. All the disguise on his body was gone, revealing his true appearance, which was actually a mud and stone puppet.
"Lu Feng", who had been entertained by Patriarch Zhengyang and dragged into the trap, was actually the native Orleans in the Qingmu Spirit Realm.
Lu Feng had already sensed the ill intentions of Patriarch Zhengyang, so he simply took advantage of the situation.
However, Lu Feng naturally did not want to put himself in danger, so he used magic to disguise the natives in his Qingmu Spirit Realm, let him pretend to be himself, and take the initiative to enter the trap of Ancestor Zhengyang.
Lu Feng was originally worried that Patriarch Zhengyang would see through the natives' disguise, but the strength of Patriarch Zhengyang and his men was too weak, and in the end they were unable to discover anything abnormal about "Lu Feng".
Not until everything they had revealed was revealed did Lu Feng step out from the darkness and take the lead in severely injuring the most powerful monk among the three, Xinyuan.
A shot started.
"Boy from the Luo family, you have deceived me so badly!" Looking at the earth and stone puppets rushing towards him, Patriarch Zhengyang was horrified. He let out a wail and fled frantically.
What kind of monster is Luo Feng from the Red Leaf Society? How can he have such powerful strength and powerful earth and stone puppets?
If he had known this earlier, Old Ancestor Zhengyang would have never thought of attacking Luo Feng!
Brilliant golden flames emerged from the body of Patriarch Zhengyang. Surrounded by the dazzling golden flames, Patriarch Zhengyang pushed the spiritual realm in his body to the extreme. It was so brilliant that he seemed to have transformed into a little sun.
But at this moment, Patriarch Zhengyang no longer cared about fighting with Lu Feng, but instead pushed the power of the spiritual realm to the extreme and tried to escape.
"Run quickly, Fellow Daoist Qiu, Luo Feng is too strong, we are no match for him. Let's run away separately and find the monks of Dahe Temple! Let them give us justice!"
While escaping, Ancestor Zhengyang did not forget to remind the barbarian named Qiu.
"clear!"
The barbarian named Qiu also reacted quickly, his whole body glowed red, and he quickly flew to the other side of Ancestor Zhengyang.
"Where are you running to! You're already in my pot, so stop jumping around!" Looking at the two people who were running for their lives, Lu Feng shook his head and smiled indifferently.
However, Lu Feng was not in a hurry to catch up with the two. The light of the Qingmu Spirit Realm appeared behind him, and the roots of energy-absorbing ancient tree seedlings emerged and took over the dying monk Xinyuan from the flaming spear in his hand.
On the white roots, the runes of the Absolute Soul Locking Vein Technique emerged, and a sealing force surged, firmly suppressing the golden Buddha light on the old monk Xinyuan's body and binding him tightly.
On the other side, Patriarch Zhengyang, who was fleeing, caught a glimpse of Lu Feng, who did not move at all, and seemed to see a glimmer of hope in his heart, but at this moment, a stone wall suddenly appeared out of nowhere on his escape route.
With a loud bang!
Ancestor Zhengyang, who failed to react in time, crashed into the stone wall, making a loud noise. The stone wall was quite hard, and it immediately knocked Ancestor Zhengyang, who was moving too fast, unconscious. The golden flames surrounding his body were also dimmed by five or six points.
While the stone wall was wasting time, the native Eurysus who was chasing behind him closed the distance with the ancestor Zhengyang with a stone turtle on his head.
"Where did this earth and stone puppet come from? It's so powerful! My life is over!" The old ancestor Zhengyang cursed loudly and fled at a very fast speed, casting a series of fire spells in an attempt to hinder the native Orleans who was pursuing him.
However, the native man Orleans had a stone turtle on his head, and a heavy Wu Earth spiritual light was hanging down. The fire spell that the Zhengyang Patriarch used to counterattack did not even cause a ripple when it hit the Wu Earth spiritual light.
As the distance shortened, pieces of hard rocks instantly shot out from the native Orleans' body, but were blocked by the golden flames protecting the body of Patriarch Zhengyang.
But the next moment, the rock seemed to have life, changing its shape, and then turned into a stone prison, trapping the body of the flying Ancestor Zhengyang, surrounding and wrapping him up.
The scorching golden flames burned the rock cage that bound him, but for a moment it was completely unable to break through the control of the native Orleans, not to mention that the native Orleans came after him, changed his body shape, and directly merged into the earth and stone cage that trapped Ancestor Zhengyang.
The next moment, the space in the earth and stone cage shrank, making a crackling sound. The hard earth and stone covered the body of Old Ancestor Zhengyang, controlling all his movement space, leaving only his head floating on the chest of the native Orleans.
The sensible stone turtle even climbed onto the head of Patriarch Zhengyang, and sent down bursts of earth spiritual light, severely suppressing Patriarch Zhengyang.
"It's over!" After completely losing the ability to move, Patriarch Zhengyang felt hopeless and smiled miserably.
The native Orleans controlled the ancestor Zhengyang, moved his body, and flew towards Lu Feng.
On the way back, Patriarch Zhengyang witnessed the barbarian named Qiu who escaped with him being captured by a huge octopus monster that used white clouds to support its body. He was tied up with tentacles and lost the ability to move.
A moment later.
The giant octopus and the native Orleans escorted the ancestor Zhengyang and the barbarian surnamed Qiu back to Lu Feng.
"I told you, why are you running? You will be caught by me in the end, how shameless!" Lu Feng walked up to Patriarch Zhengyang, patted his old face and said with a faint smile.
The faint smile only brought a bone-chilling chill to Patriarch Zhengyang.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, what do you want to do? This is Dahe Temple. If you dare to take action, you won't be able to escape!" When facing death, Patriarch Zhengyang was still being stubborn, trying to use the power of Dahe Temple to buy a chance to survive.
"That's right. Zheng Yangzi and I are both disciples of Dahe Temple. When we first joined the temple, we both offered sacrifices to the soul lamps. As soon as we die, the others in Dahe Temple will immediately notice it. When the masters of the temple come, you won't be able to escape even if you want to!"
The old monk Xinyuan was tied to the roots of a tree, struggling in his death throes, and threatening Lu Feng in a timid manner.
"Tsk!" Lu Feng shrugged off the threats from the two.
If they were really that afraid of Dahe Temple, why did they resist when Lu Feng was framed by the three men? They should have just surrendered.
Now that the three people have been captured and the fight has become a fight to the death, Lu Feng no longer has the bad habit of looking back.
After interrogating the three Zhengyang ancestors, it was found that they were able to cultivate to this level and were all people with strong minds. Even after using some tricks, not much useful information was obtained from them.
Seeing that the three men were of little value, Lu Feng simply cut off their heads.
The corpse, along with the spiritual realm within it, was sent into the Qingmu Spiritual Realm.
"With three spirit realms, we should be able to dig out a lot of things, but we will deal with the spoils later. Now that three people are dead, Dahe Temple will get anxious after receiving the news! I have to think of a way! There are more than ten masters in Dahe Temple who have reached the spirit realm!"
Lu Feng looked at the deep crack under his feet and immediately came up with an idea.
This abyss rift, also known as the Blood River rift, is connected to a terrifying existence underground in the world of earthly immortals. Every once in a while, a large number of underground creatures will crawl out of the Blood River rift and attack the seal of Dahe Temple erected here.
This was the few pieces of information Lu Feng managed to extract from the three people.
"I'll chisel a hole in the seal of this Dahe Temple, release some blood river monsters, disrupt the vision of Dahe Temple, and when they are not paying attention to it, I will be free to move forward and backward!" Lu Feng made the decision and jumped into the pit.
Before it fell more than a few dozen meters, it was caught by a golden barrier.
"This is the seal set by Dahe Temple. It is a seal built based on the spiritual realm left by the predecessors of Dahe Temple!"
Lu Feng sensed his surroundings and indeed found a number of sealed nodes formed by spiritual realms. They were pagodas standing on the cracks in the cliffs, storing the relics left behind by generations of enlightened monks in Dahe Temple.
The spiritual realm that they had spent their entire lives refining was also stored in the pagoda, supporting the sealing formation of the Dahe Temple that sealed the Blood River rift.
After finding the node of the formation, the spiritual light behind Lu Feng surged, and the roots of the energy-absorbing ancient tree seedlings emerged and directly penetrated into the seal formation.
In order to protect the spiritual realms that provide energy for the sealing formation, the pagodas that serve as nodes are protected by a thick layer of Buddha's light. However, this does not pose a problem for Lu Feng. His energy-absorbing ancient trees absorb all energy and are capable of defeating all kinds of formations composed of energy.
Once the energy is drained away, no matter how powerful the formation is, it will be useless.
While Lu Feng was prying open the seal formation, on the other side, the abbot of Dahe Temple, Master Xinhai, was sitting in the Buddhist hall. Under his seat, various forces from Liangzhou were gathering together to discuss the distribution of interests in Liangzhou under the coordination of Dahe Temple.
In previous years, such conferences were always chaotic, with the leaders of various underground forces fighting each other, refusing to give in, spitting and making so much noise that they were almost going to fight each other.
However, during today's meeting, the Buddhist hall was exceptionally quiet.
At this moment, everyone present had their eyes on Master Xinhai.
"This time, we in Dahe Temple are ready to take over all the benefits of Liangzhou. What do you think?" The dignified Master Xinhai opened his mouth like a glutton and said something that shocked everyone.
In the Buddhist temple, after a moment of silence due to the shock of Master Xinhai's words, a purple-robed Taoist with an immortal look broke the oppressive silence in the temple.
"Master Xinhai, I don't quite understand what you said. I'm afraid that you, a Dahe Temple alone, cannot grasp all the benefits of Liangzhou! If you are too greedy, I, Qingmu Temple, will not agree to it! This is not only the opinion of Qingmu Temple, but also the opinion of everyone!"
Taoist Song of Qingmu Temple withstood the overbearing gaze of Master Xinhai, which seemed to want to eat him, and refused to give in.
Dahe Temple is powerful, with more than a dozen high monks who have achieved the spiritual realm in the temple, but their Liangzhou forces are also not pushovers. Everyone has a trump card in hand, and every family has one or two masters who have achieved the spiritual realm.
If they gather together, there are definitely no fewer than those in your Dahe Temple.
If a fight really breaks out, it will not end well for you, Dahe Temple.
"Oh, Qingmu Temple has different opinions, so is there anyone else who has different opinions? If so, you can stand up and stand with Taoist Song from Qingmu Temple. If you don't move, it means you support!" Master Xinhai grinned after hearing Taoist Song's words.
(End of this chapter)
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