Jiayou's Fun

After expelling one of the disciples in charge, Mrs. Wu Tan looked solemn, and took twelve close disciples with her. The Fallen Angel Whip in her hand sprayed out a pink light, and she sank to the ground with a group of people in her arms.

Mrs. Wu Tan is the current head of the Wanhua Sect. She has been in the head position for nearly a thousand years. She has a large number of disciples, many in-laws, extremely complicated nepotism, the cultivation resources collected every year, and the filial piety of all parties. Naturally, it is an astronomical number.

She herself was only half-stepping into the void realm, but among the twelve close disciples she brought underground, three of them had already firmly stepped into the realm of shining into the void. The remaining nine were also like her, half-stepping into the void realm. of cultivation.

Just like the kings and emperors of secular dynasties, imperial dynasties, and immortal dynasties, in order to sit on the throne for more years and collect more resources, they forcibly suppress their cultivation and cling to power. This kind of thing is not shabby at all.

The flames of the Fallen Angel's Whip flickered, and every time it was swallowed, the group of people sank about ten miles underground.

Doing this dozens of times, dots of pink petals appeared in the surrounding rock formations. When illuminated by the pink light released by the Fallen Angel Whip, these pink petals burst out with dazzling brilliance and turned into a huge ball of light, covering an area hundreds of miles in radius.

Mrs. Wu Tan stretched out her hand and touched a petal.

A trace of Taoism flashed, and the entire light ball vibrated with a 'buzz'. She nodded slightly: Fortunately, this underground Buddhist treasure is safe and sound, and this Yuan-locking prison net has not been destroyed... If not otherwise, Gelsemium must be punished with ten thousand crimes. die.

The twelve confidant female disciples, who were born with stunning looks and most of them were quite immoral, laughed at the same time.

A beautiful woman with long hair like a waterfall, the tips of which almost fell to her ankles, asked delicately: Master, how sure are you that you can break through the Buddha's treasure this time and get the treasure inside?

Mrs. Wu Tan glanced at the woman and said calmly: This Buddhist treasure has extremely strong defensive restrictions, and the Buddhist skills are the best at restraining our magical powers... Six thousand years ago, the elders of our sect fell into the sand here. More than a hundred?

Hehe sneered, Mrs. Wu Tan raised the corner of her eyes and said leisurely: My master, your master, also took a look at this Buddhist treasure, and spent hundreds of years of hard work trying to break the restriction, and finally one of them didn't Shen was burned by the fire, and the body was refined by the Buddha's flames. With no choice but to repair it and repair it, did he allow me to ascend to the throne of the master?

There must be a big secret in this Buddha's treasure. This time, I came here with a certain determination... There are some magic treasures that your master lent to me, hey.

With her eyes like a knife, she swept across the pretty faces of all the disciples. Madam Wu Tan said coldly: As long as you wholeheartedly assist me as a teacher and don't deliberately hinder me... I will be 70% sure of being a teacher. , open this Buddhist treasure.

The twelve female disciples all changed their expressions and knelt down on the spot, swearing that they would never have any bad thoughts. Their wealth, life, death, honor and disgrace were all placed in the hands of Madam Wu Tan...

Mrs. Wu Tan looked at these close disciples with an expressionless face.

Hey, in this situation, when she assisted her master to sneak into the underground here, and assisted her master in trying to break through the restrictions of the Buddhist treasure, it seemed that... she had also sworn like this.

However, her master eventually passed away and was reincarnated, and now she is still suffering in any corner of Yuan Lingtian.

Squeezing out a smile, Mrs. Wu Tan said calmly: Of course I know that you are all good disciples of my teacher, and my teacher naturally trusts you... Over the years, many elders of our sect have taken a look at this Buddhist treasure, but they have not The slightest progress has resulted in the loss of many men and countless vitality.

The more this happens, the more important this Buddhist treasure becomes.

Since it is under Hanyue Temple, it must be inseparable from the thiefs of Hanyue Temple...and the thiefs of Hanyue Temple, you have a deep understanding of the refining and tempering of this sect's martial arts.

If I can get the opportunity below... maybe it will be my opportunity to jump over the dragon gate.

Mrs. Wu Tan controlled the Fallen Angel Whip, escorting the group of people to descend slowly, and said coldly: The ancestor of our sect who conquered Hanyue Temple is only half a step into the realm of heaven and human. If I can be a teacher, If we get the opportunity below, maybe... hope for heavenly beings?

If that's the case, your benefits will be indispensable for me as a teacher.

The twelve female disciples all agreed to the promise, each one excited and excited, like a soldier who was about to go out to defend the country. Each one beat their chests vigorously, stirring up large waves, and swore to Mrs. Wu Tan that they would be loyal and dedicated to their lives. So much.

The glittering pink petals all around disappeared.

In front, a ball of Buddha's light with a radius of one hundred feet appeared. Each Buddha's seal was dim and thick in color, like a precious alloy that had experienced countless years of wind and rain, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

In the void, a low Sanskrit chant sounded.

The dense sound of Sanskrit singing was like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, attacking Mrs. Wu Tan and her group in waves.

The twelve female disciples showed signs of pain at the same time. The frivolous glow of various auras on their bodies suddenly lit up. The invisible Sanskrit singing sound came like fire and sulfuric acid, burning their body-protecting glow. Dissolve.

The defensive restrictions here indeed have great restraint on Wanhuamen's skills.

They hadn't even touched the body of this layer of Buddha's Light Restriction. Just a trace of Buddhist charm passing through the periphery caused the twelve masters who were considered 'mighty' in Yuanlingtian to suffer immensely.

Hmph! Madam Wu Tan looked at the Buddha light with cold eyes, waved the Fallen Angel Whip in her hand, and suddenly a large pink glow roared out, turning into countless enchanting beauties, and smiled towards the Buddha light with a 'chichi' smile. go.

But if these beauties were used to deal with the ordinary monks of Yuan Lingtian, countless monks would have spontaneously ignited their magic power, melted their souls, and died cleanly in the endless fire of desire.

But in the face of this Buddha's Light Restriction, these beauties' phantoms had just rushed out, and were still several miles away from the Buddha's Light Restriction, when they were directly strangled by the Buddhist rhyme floating in the void, and turned into wisps of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace. .

Is it possible that the seven emotions and six desires accumulated in Hanyue Temple for thousands of years still can't erase the restriction you have kept for who knows how many years? How long can you, like water without a source and a tree without roots, hold on?

Madam Wu Tan let out a sharp whistle and waved the Fallen Angel Whip vigorously in her hand. In the sky above Hanyue Temple, large groups of pink evil clouds rolled rapidly, turning into wisps of pink glow visible to the naked eye, and falling silently to the ground. , quickly sank into the thick earth.

The endless energy of the seven emotions and six desires fell from above, and under the urging of the Fallen Angel Whip, it turned into countless phantoms of women, countless flowers and brocades, and countless intoxicating and confusing objects, rushing towards the Buddha's light restriction in front like a tide.

On the surface of the Buddha's Light Restriction, each Buddha's seal emitted a dazzling light.

The sound of 'chichi' was endless, and countless shadows violently collided with the Buddha's light restriction. The two melted into each other, and endless rain of light sprayed out everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, the pale white goat skull that Madam Wu Tan had just used to restrain the Fallen Angel's Whip flew out of her sleeves, and a sharp cry rose into the sky. The white skull that was originally the size of a fist turned into the size of a hundred feet with a slight flicker.

Opening its big mouth the size of a city gate, the white skull spewed out countless black lightnings from its mouth, and a large green yin fire rushed out and burned towards the Buddha's Light Restriction.

This Yin Fire was so vicious that when the green fire touched the earth and rocks underground, it was immediately burned out into a void.

The Yin Fire burned a hole with a diameter of dozens of miles in the ground. The Yin Fire, Magic Thunder and the pink light and shadow ejected from the Fallen Angel Whip completely wrapped the hundred-foot-sized Buddha Light Restriction inside.

The Buddha's light lingered, the sound of Sanskrit chants, the Buddha's power, the energy of evil demons, and the power of seven emotions and six desires violently impacted and shook. For a time, the light and shadow underground swirled chaotically, and strange scenes appeared one after another. The strong light made Mrs. Wu Tan and others almost transparent.

Huh, luckily I was prepared...Although that old ghost is not a big deal, he is quite generous with his actions!

Mrs. Wu Tan muttered in a low voice. She waved her sleeves, and a large net with a radius of several hundred feet and a dark yellow color, with streaks of rapid yellow air flowing all over the body, flew out of her sleeves.

You work together to activate this Wutu sneaking thunder net. Mrs. Wu Tan said coldly: Today, even if I destroy the ground of thousands of miles around Hanyue Temple and destroy the geomantic treasure land of Hanyue Temple, I will still break it. This Buddhist treasure, let’s see what’s inside.”

The bodies of the twelve female disciples trembled at the same time.

Wu Tu sneaks into the Thunder God's Net, which is a very famous treasure in the entire Yuan Ling Tian's list of spiritual treasures. It is the enlightenment object of the demon giant behind Mrs. Wu Tan, the biological father of Fairy Yao Ying.

This treasure has a terrible reputation. Seven thousand years ago, the old devil once relied on this precious treasure to refine Yuan Lingtian's family, a medium-sized sect with half a heavenly being and nearly a million disciples, in just seven days. The flying ashes were taken from the essence and blood of his millions of disciples, and turned into a supreme elixir that shines brightly for thousands of miles!

I really didn't expect that the old devil would lend such an important weapon to Mrs. Wu Tan.

True love? The twelve female disciples glanced at each other, their eyes twinkling, and they sneered in their hearts at the same time.

Are you kidding me?

Mrs. Wu Tan dresses so conservatively and seriously, do you really think she is some kind of girl from a good family? Haha, the leader of the Wanhua Sect had such a corrupt style when he was young...

Will the old devil have true love for her?

However, this website is real.

The twelve female disciples took a deep breath, and the billowing mana surged out, quickly touching this large flowing net of earthy energy.

An extremely terrifying gravity struck, and the twelve Wanhuamen masters who were in the half-step to illuminate the void and illuminate the void realm were shaken and all vomited blood - they never dreamed that the twelve of them would work together to activate This precious treasure is actually so difficult!

This shows how powerful the old devil is!

The twelve female disciples shouted in unison, their long hair dancing wildly, their faces as ferocious as female ghosts, and all their cultivations gushed out without hesitation.

The huge net slowly opened and then quickly spread in all directions.

The big net covered the land with a radius of hundreds of miles, and then released countless yellow streams of light, quickly involving the surrounding earth veins. The yellow light flowed in all directions along the earth's veins, covering an area tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

The rustic atmosphere rolled over, and a huge earth-yellow dragon head slowly emerged from the big net. The rustic atmosphere brewed for a while in the big mouth of the dragon head, and it was a Wutu Divine Thunder with a diameter of a hundred feet, with a dull roar, and a heavy sound. It blasted towards the Buddha's Light Restriction.