498: C498 Timely Rain

C498 Timely Rain

The sky above the bamboo forest was dyed red with blood.

Zhu Xue had killed a Saint and was covered in blood. Her black hair had turned purple as she looked at the three Saints attacking him coldly. Their faces were covered in black mist and if they wanted to hide their identity, their killing intent would be able to cover the sky and cover the earth.

Zhu Xue, if you leave the Dragon City now, we can let bygones be bygones and let you go. " One of the saints said, looking down from above, he seemed to be in control.

Zhu Xue hung the head of the saint she killed onto a bamboo pole as she stood casually in front of him, fearless.

"Just attack."

There was no doubt in Zhu Xue's tone. The three Saints had no doubt that they could kill one of them even if they could suppress the thing. Their strength was above theirs and they had the qualifications to say that, but it was not enough to scare them off.

"The two of you, we have come with a mission. Let's make our move." He took out a broken lamp from his chest pocket, lit it, and threw it on the ground. Strangely, the lamp was burning like a ghost. The other two hesitated, then lit a lamp at the same time.

Three lamps burned, suffused with a clear and serene light.

Zhu Xue sneered, and said: "Three Lives Crippled Light, my Floating Temple is truly willing."

"Originally, I planned to deal with that thing. Since that's the case, I'll let you enjoy the taste of the Ghost Flame first." The three of them formed enigmatic seals with their hands, awakening the ghostfire from hell. The flames rose into the air and floated before them like the three eyes of a devil.

Zhu Xue's face turned gloomy, she knew that there would be a bloody battle in the future.

Beneath the green mountain.

Yang Ping jumped onto Handa Mountain and started to fly towards Hidden Treasure Pavilion. Her speed had exceeded 200 and she had reached the limit of Hanlanda. The exhaust pipe was not releasing black flames, but a mass of fury. Hanlon disappeared at the end of the road.

Bang!

Yang Ping did not know how many red lights she had passed and how many cars she had crashed into. She did not stop until she had destroyed Hananda, but she still had not reached her destination. It just so happened that a BMW Car Z4 was parked in front of him, wiped a layer of her skin by Handa.

"F * ck, you want to die? Do you believe that I won't kill you?" The young man who was driving rushed out, pointed at Yang Ping's nose and cursed.

Yang Ping looked carefully, wasn't this the young man she met last time when she was quarreling with Zhu Xi? Back then, he had flaunted her skills in front of her girlfriend, causing him to be battered and exhausted. This really was fate. He walked over to the young man.

The young man jumped in fright and arrogantly said: "What do you want to do? I'm telling you, you better not provoke me. Otherwise, when I get angry, you'll even be afraid of me."

"I'll lend you my car."

Yang Ping pushed the young man to sit on the BMW Car Z4.

The young man's expression changed as he said angrily, "That's my car. I won't lend it to you!"

"Meeting is fate, so I'll return it soon. Come look for me at Hidden Treasure Pavilion." Yang Ping started up the engine, and with a swoosh, she left the main road, sprinting towards the Hidden Treasure Pavilion, secretly hoping that she was still in time.

The young man was dumbfounded, but he quickly regained his senses and rushed forward while roaring: "This daddy here is fated to be separated into your sister." Give me back my car. "

Clang!

BMW Car Z4 did not follow the traffic rules, and directly knocked over the iron fence on the sidewalk and started to run away.

The young man covered his face, his heart bleeding.

When he saw the car lights break, he couldn't help but scream in grief. If he had known earlier that he wouldn't go out in the day, he wouldn't have been so unlucky today. I met a madman who wasn't afraid of death.

Hidden Treasure Pavilion.

When Yang Ping arrived, the BMW Car Z4 was almost scrapped. The car lid had been flipped up, and not a single piece of the window was intact. Especially the one with the flat tire, which was forcefully dragged forward.

He rushed into the Hidden Treasure Pavilion and felt an astonishing killing intent.

What a terrifying killing intent.

There was a person lying in the front yard, and it was actually Tao Chengxi. He had lost one of his arms, and was lying under the roof, on his last breath. With his level of Subsaint, he was actually seriously injured, which showed how intense the battle was. Yang Ping helped him up and said, "Wake up."

Tao Chengxi woke up with great difficulty and when he saw Yang Ping, he gasped, "Quickly go and save Madam!"

After Yang Ping's simple treatment saved Tao Chengxi's life, he frantically rushed towards the bamboo forest. That was the main battlefield, and even before reaching it, he already felt an incomparably terrifying aura forcefully expelling him from the battlefield.

Using the energy of the five elements to merge with it, Yang Ping charged in.

Seeing the state of the Bamboo Mountain, Yang Ping's expression could not help but change, as her eyes became lifeless. Is this still a Bamboo Mountain?

The broken bamboo swayed from side to side, as if it was blown over by a hurricane. The Bamboo House lit a raging fire, and the stone bench in the courtyard shattered. The tea set on it fell to the ground, and tea leaves and tea were poured onto the ground, emitting a bloody smell.

Three lamps condensed into an array formation, trapping Zhu Xue within. Three elders circled around and chanted an incantation, their auras were like streaks of light piercing through the sun. Their auras were astonishing, and were much stronger than Jiang Weimin's.

Saint Stage!

Yang Ping was almost scared to death. Everyone said that there were only a few Saints, but now there were three, no, four. Madame Zhu was clearly a saint, and far stronger than the others. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been surrounded. She sat cross-legged in the middle, struggling to hold on. The three lamps had the power to burn souls, causing her great pain.

He made up his mind and rushed towards one of the lamps without a second thought. As long as the lamp was extinguished, the array formation surrounding the Madame Zhu would be broken. Unfortunately, he was too naive. When he first came into contact with the beast, he was sent flying by a peerless power.

Once the dark and cold evil thoughts entered her Spiritual World, they immediately took over her body. Yang Ping was shocked and quickly dispelled the evil thoughts in her heart, but unfortunately, they were hard to dispel. He managed to hold on, her face pale.

What a terrifying Spiritual Force.

No wonder the three Saints didn't even bother to open their eyes from their sneak attack. An attempt by a Eighth Level Stage to destroy the Three Lives Luminous Formation was tantamount to a moth flying into a flame.

Yang Ping forced herself to hold on, her body on the verge of collapse. Seeing that the aura on Madame Zhu was getting weaker and weaker, she knew that if she did not help him now, she might die. Yang Ping was anxious about what she should do. When dealing with evil thoughts, it was hard to be distracted.

"Zhu Xue, don't be so futile. In five minutes, you will fall into hell and never reincarnate." One of them opened his eyes and looked towards Yang Ping. An indescribable Spiritual Force entered his mind, and it was as if countless steel needles had pierced into his meridians.

Yang Ping screamed miserably, blood flowing out of her seven orifices.

A saint could kill him with a single glance.

At the moment of her death, Yang Ping seemed to see the arrival of death and wanted to take him away. He was unwilling in her heart, and the darkness energy inside his body surged out of her dantian, immediately tearing his body apart as she madly absorbed the essence within his body, seizing the Spiritual World along with it. Three Lives Crippling Light's evil thoughts and the Spiritual Force of a saint. They could kill him with any one of them, but when they felt the dark aura, they could only tremble in fear.

The black whirlpool appeared above her head and swallowed the two waves of energy, stopping Yang Ping from being sucked dry.

He opened his eyes and, with the last of his strength, finally grabbed a lamp, yanked it hard, and pulled it down from the air. Then he smashed it against the head of one of the saints with the tattered lamp burning with the corpse oil of a saint.

The broken lamp broke, and the formation appeared.

When Zhu Xue was about to die, she received a chance to catch her breath, and was not extinguished by the Three Lives Crippling Light. She discovered Yang Ping lying on the ground, looking at her with hope, and felt that his body was in a poor condition, her life force was about to be exterminated, causing a monstrous killing intent to surge out towards the sky.

Zhu Xue stood up, looked at the three of them, and coldly said: "Since you all want to look, I'll let you all see what exactly that thing is!"

The three Saints immediately became excited.

Zhu Xue released the seal and recovered all of her strength. Her aura continued to rise and reached a new level. Seeing that Yang Ping was about to die, she was finally angered and two balls of flames appeared on her palms.

BOOM!

The Bamboo Mountain vibrated as if something had broken out from the ground.

Yang Ping felt a terrifying aura that was as deep as the sky. Just after making contact with it, she felt her legs go limp and her face immediately changed.

What is that?

Puff puff puff!2

Zhu Xue retracted all of her power, and his power rose bit by bit, reaching an unimaginable realm, just like how she had passed the mountain of saints, reaching the other side. In an endless distance, on a great river, floated love and hate.

It was a long river, a river of endless desire.

The three Saints felt an unreachable aura and were terrified. They wanted to escape, but they were smashed to pieces by Zhu Xue. Yang Ping saw an incomparably terrifying side of Zhu Xue. The saint whom ordinary people worship to, was actually shattered with a single punch from her. Her fist was burning with purple fire as it sunk into the Saint's body, invincible and unstoppable.

Yang Ping was shocked.

After killing the enemies, Zhu Xue immediately went to suppress the thing underground. Very quickly, the Bamboo Mountain returned to silence.

A man in a military uniform appeared in front of him, his face filled with exhaustion as he looked at Zhu Xue worriedly: "How is it, are you alright?"

Zhu Xue shook her head and sighed, "Almost. "Where is she?"

"He ran away. Although his face is covered, I think I know who it is. " His tone was cold and filled with killing intent, Military God looked at Yang Ping with a gentle gaze, and said: "Thanks, if you didn't come in time, I'm afraid my junior sister would already be dead."

Yang Ping wanted to be modest but her vision went black and she fell to the ground.

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