Chapter 2077: Mo Yao's Death
No one knew that when an unprecedented battle broke out in the Immortal Pavilion, there was a pair of eyes staring at this place in the distance.
This man was in the middle stage of returning to the void. He was wearing a python robe with disheveled hair. He looked slightly slovenly, but his eyes exuded sharp light.
His name was Luo Bai, and he was one of the elders who had appeared in the Ancient Spirit Clan's temple. He was ordered by the high priest to monitor the island.
This Immortal Pavilion is one of the relics that the Ancient Spirit Clan attaches great importance to.
When the thirteen statues in the Immortal Pavilion were moved up by Ye Chunyang, Luo Bai's heart was shocked, and then he swayed and disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared in the Ancient Spirit Clan Immortal Temple almost teleporting.
At this time, the high priest was visiting the emperor's statue in the temple as usual. When he saw Luo Bai coming in a hurry, he frowned and asked, "Why are you so panicked?"
"High Priest, the thirteen Mahayana statues in the Immortal Pavilion have been activated!" Luo Bai said condensedly.
"What did you say?" The high priest's expression changed.
Luo Bai said: "This is absolutely true. My subordinates have been keeping an eye on the Immortal Pavilion. Not only have the restrictions there been broken, but many forces have also gathered here."
The high priest frowned: "There are actually people who can crack the golden magnetic streamer array. It seems that I have underestimated them. So, someone has understood the will of the thirteen Mahayana statues. Who is he?"
"It's a human monk." Luo Bai replied.
After a pause, he continued: "Those monks had a conflict inside for some reason. Two human monks were fighting inside, and everyone else was watching the battle."
The high priest frowned slightly, his expression gradually becoming gloomy.
"The thirteen Mahayana statues in the Immortal Pavilion cannot fall into the hands of outsiders. We must try to prevent this."
After a while, the high priest took a breath and slowly said: "Gather everyone immediately and wait for my order!"
"Yes!" Luo Bai responded.
"High Priest, wait!"
At this moment, a voice came over.
The high priest's expression changed and he looked aside.
In the Immortal Temple, a black mist appeared out of thin air, with a figure floating and rising inside. This appearance turned out to be that of the Great Saint Demon.
"What do you think, fellow Taoist?" the high priest looked at the magic mist and asked with a slight frown.
"Hey, hasn't the high priest always wanted to get the Penglai Immortal Talisman from these people? Isn't it just right that they are gathering in the Immortal Pavilion now?"
A low laugh came out, and the magic mist in the void dissipated, turning into a middle-aged man with an illusory figure. He was wearing a black robe, his face was like a knife and an axe, and his eyes were cold.
"What do you mean, Your Excellency?" The high priest raised his eyebrows, and a hint of depth flashed in his eyes.
"Haha..." Dacheng Holy Demon chuckled and said: "We have been waiting for the opportunity. If they were scattered all over the island, it would be difficult for us to take action. Now that they have come to our door, we will catch them all in one go. good time."
When the high priest heard this, his eyes flickered slightly.
After pondering for a moment, he looked at the Dacheng Holy Demon and said: "But among them there are many existences in the late stage of returning to the void. According to our previous plan, we planned to defeat them one by one. This may make it easier. If they gather in one place, if the plan Failure will alert the enemy.”
"The words of the high priest are good, but the opportunity is rare now. If you miss it, you may not have another chance to gather eight immortal talismans at the same time." Dacheng Holy Demon said with a sneer.
The high priest was a little hesitant. After all, they had made many arrangements before. If they took action at this time, they would only have one chance. If the attack failed, it would be impossible to deploy any more means.
"High Priest, the Holy Demon is right. The eight forces holding the Penglai Immortal Talisman are currently in the Immortal Pavilion. If we can catch them all, the Immortal Talisman can be easily obtained. Otherwise, if we wait for them to leave the island, we will not be able to take action again. "Yes." Luo Bai said in a low voice.
The high priest's face was gloomy and he was weighing the pros and cons of this move in his mind.
He then looked at the Dacheng Holy Demon and said, "How confident are fellow Taoists if we take action?"
"At least 90%." Dacheng Saint Demon said.
He flipped his palm, and a formation disk appeared, exuding astonishing demonic energy. "This formation is called Shuantian Formation. It is one of the highest magic formations in our demon world. It has trapped and killed Mahayana-level figures. As long as it is sacrificed, None of those people can escape from this formation, and it will be easy for the nobles to obtain the Penglai Immortal Talisman."
"Tiantian Formation! I have heard of the name of this formation. It is said that during the ancient war between immortals and demons, this formation also killed many powerful immortals." The high priest's expression changed.
The Great Saint Demon smiled coldly and arrogantly, and said: "That's right, does the high priest have any doubts now?"
"Haha, with the help of the Holy Demon, why should I worry?" The high priest suddenly smiled and said: "But in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, our clan still needs to make some preparations."
After the high priest finished speaking, he shook his sleeves and robe, and spiritual energy suddenly gathered around him. The void in front of him cracked, and a blood-red spiritual light slowly appeared from it.
The high priest raised his hand and shook it, and the bloody spiritual light turned into a divine rainbow and swept out. Then he saw the rainbow light swelled, and a giant sword that was as red as fire stretched across the void.
"Spirit-cutting sword!"
Luo Bai looked at the sword, his expression changed slightly, and he murmured in his heart: "Is the high priest going to use this sword?"
The Spirit-Zlaying Sword is the natal sword of the ancestors of the Ancient Spirit Clan. After the Ancient Spirit Clan was demoted to the lower realm, this sword also fell into the spirit realm. However, this sword, which was once the treasure of Xuantian, suffered great spiritual damage after falling to the lower realm. It has been kept in this fairy temple. This is the place where the spiritual energy of Penglai Fairy Island is densest.
However, even if the Soul-Slaying Sword has been greatly damaged, it can still be listed as a high-level Tongtian spiritual treasure, and its power should not be underestimated.
The high priest said: "Luo Bai, you take this sword and go to the Immortal Pavilion with the Holy Demon, and you must get the eight Penglai Immortal Talismans."
Looking at the Immortal Sword in front of him, Luo Bai's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly accepted it and said: "Yes, High Priest, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"
"High Priest, don't worry, they are just some villains, this time I will let them bury their bones here." The Great Saint Demon laughed wildly, and then the magic mist on his body disappeared outside the Immortal Pavilion.
The high priest's eyes flashed, and he nodded to Luo Bai, who accepted the order and rushed out of the Immortal Temple.
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In the Immortal Pavilion, the vibration continued.
Several elders of Lingxiao Realm flew into the air together. They couldn't just watch Mo Yao being defeated and killed.
At this time, the golden giant stood in the air, and the pressure covered the sky and the earth.
This golden giant was formed by thirteen Mahayana statues. Ye Chunyang's soul was in it, and the Mahayana true meaning was like a tide.
Through the giant's eyes, Ye Chunyang looked at several elders of Lingxiao Pavilion. These people were all in the middle and late stages of returning to the void, and their strength was not weak.
Ye Chunyang immediately sent out a divine thought to communicate the Mahayana true meaning.
The majestic will was like a raging sea wave, making a sound of surging waves in the air. The golden giant suddenly raised his hand and suppressed it with his back palm.
"Bang bang bang..."
A series of low explosions sounded, and the void roared continuously. Under the giant's palm, the body of an elder of Lingxiao Realm exploded and turned directly into blood mist and dissipated.
This scene made everyone gasp. This person was in the middle stage of returning to the void, but he was not able to resist the power of the golden giant's palm.
Seeing this, the other elders of Lingxiao Realm were also shocked. They immediately joined forces to perform magic formulas and attacked the golden giant together.
But then they saw an unforgettable scene.
The golden giant stood still in the air, raised his hand again, and the terrifying storm of will spread wildly, shaking the space.
In an instant, the roar rose again, and the two elders of Lingxiao Realm screamed, their heads were crushed on the spot, and their Nascent Souls exploded in their bodies. One of them cultivated the cave heaven, and his soul wanted to escape into the cave heaven, but was also strangled instantly.
A chill enveloped everyone's heart.
Ye Chunyang realized the true meaning of Mahayana, controlled the statue, and was almost invincible.
On the other side, the face of the Lord of the Netherworld changed completely.
This scene was beyond his expectations, and things were completely out of his control. All this was because he underestimated Ye Chunyang.
"No wonder he can compete with my Nine Netherworld River. It seems that I really underestimated him." The Lord of the Netherworld was gloomy.
"Young Master, go!"
At this moment, a Lingxiao Realm elder in the late stage of returning to the void shouted.
Several people attacked at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, he was the only one left. After the words fell, he did not dare to stay for a moment, and hurriedly flashed to Mo Yao's side to take him away.
Mo Yao's face was pale. He never thought that the result would be like this. Ye Chunyang's strength was far beyond his imagination.
Originally thought that with the help of the Lord of the Netherworld, Ye Chunyang had mastered the Mahayana will, and he would definitely die today, but the facts gave him a loud slap in the face.
His body was soft and weak, and he let the elder in the late stage of returning to the void pull him, and flew out of the Immortal Pavilion with a blank face.
"Isn't it too late to leave now? I said, everything should be over."
Ye Chunyang's voice came from the golden giant, and then the giant flashed, like a golden lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Mo Yao and the elder of Lingxiao Realm.
"Boy, dare you kill my young master of Lingxiao Realm?" The elder of Lingxiao Realm shouted, looking at the golden giant that appeared in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.
"Noisy!"
A cold voice came out, and the golden giant's palm suddenly slapped down, rumbling loud noises came out, and the bright spiritual light suddenly enveloped the elder of Lingxiao Realm.
The latter's eyes changed drastically, and he hurriedly made continuous hand gestures, and layers of protective light shields lit up around him, but it didn't work at all. The golden giant's palm slapped lightly, and the elder completely died with a scream.
In less than a moment, all the strong men in Lingxiao Realm were destroyed.
Ye Chunyang's strength shocked everyone deeply.
At this time, the golden giant's palm attack did not stop, and it quickly flashed down and enveloped Mo Yao's head, revealing a cold murderous intent.
A muffled sound of "Puff".
The golden giant hand pierced through, and Mo Yao stood there in a daze, looking down at the golden giant hand that passed through his chest, with a huge disbelief on his face.
"Bang!"
He fell down, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness and regret, but soon dimmed, and there was no life left.