newbobooks Chapter 399 An uncle is a blood relative, a father-in-law is a cousin.
Chapter 399 An uncle is a blood relative, a father-in-law is a cousin.
Qin Yuan finished asking the question.
Yang Jiao's hands were still digging into the huge Hetu Luoshu.
The source cannot be found at all!
Grand Master Xuandu's cold gaze swept over the densely packed demon race before him.
More powerful demonic beasts emerged from their lair.
Most of them are above the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.
The demon race has been immersed in this world since the beginning of time. Although cultivation is difficult, they live a long life, and the magical power they have accumulated should not be underestimated.
Grand Master Xuandu stood steadily in front of Yang Jiao, gazing at the demonic beast before him, and turned his head slightly to speak to Yang Jiao:
"Do what you need to do; the rest, brother, will take care of."
Bai Ze looked at Yang Jiao with envy.
I wonder if he has any chance of joining the Humanist Church?
This senior brother sounds so reassuring!
next moment,
Grand Master Xuandu was enveloped in golden light, and auspicious clouds rose from beneath his feet. Wherever he went, only the constant howls of demonic beasts could be heard.
Within the universe covered by auspicious clouds, countless demonic beasts collapsed to the ground.
Ji Meng's heart skipped a beat! He shouted towards the Kunpeng:
"Demon Master!"
Kunpeng glared at the ice with hostility, its wings radiating black energy, and slammed them hard against the ice surface.
A palace slowly rose from the deep sea.
Grand Master Xuandu raised an eyebrow:
"Demon Master Palace".
Most of the rebellious demons were among them. Qingyun of Xuandu could kill demons at the Golden Immortal level, but he could not kill a demon above the Taiyi Golden Immortal level in one blow.
In the Demon Master's Palace
Great immortals are everywhere.
This is their capital to oppose the Heavenly Court.
They spared no effort to mobilize all their forces for the sake of the Primordial Purple Qi.
It is clear that Kunpeng is determined to succeed.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi feared that Grand Master Xuandu could not protect Yang Jiao, so he actually let go of the Earth Book, which landed directly in front of Yang Jiao.
She was stunned.
"Ok?"
Then, a barrier began to emerge from the ground, covering her body like a thin film.
Yang Jiao realized what this was, felt a pang of sadness, and abruptly looked up at Zhen Yuanzi:
"uncle……"
When facing Kunpeng, Zhen Yuanzi actually protected himself with his unbreakable Earth Book.
At this moment, the enormous Demon Master Palace had already been erected on the plain, preventing Yang Jiao from trying to peel away the Hetu Luoshu through the gap that the Tongtian Sect Master had torn open.
The palace soared into the clouds.
The vermilion gate slowly opened.
Subsequently,
Various monsters that had already transformed into human form swarmed in.
Yang Jiao focused her mind, wielding the Thousand Machine Staff as she went up to close the door.
If all the demonic beasts inside the gate were to come out, it would be a great calamity!
Grand Master Xuandu held his own against Ji Meng and Qin Yuan. He saw through Yang Jiao's thoughts and waved his hand, dropping another Bagua Immortal Robe of Laozi onto her shoulder.
"Yang Jiao!"
Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, who arrived a step too late, only had time to see Yang Jiao wielding a stick as she weaved through the monsters, which were all Great Luo Golden Immortals.
My heart suddenly clenched!
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hurriedly patted Di Ting's head:
"go with!"
Di Ting ran wildly, landing with its foot stomping on a demon that was trying to ambush Yang Jiao, and even biting off another one with its mouth.
The two who arrived later looked up at Kunpeng, their hands clenched tightly.
Ksitigarbha gritted his teeth and exclaimed, "Quasi-Saint!"
Maitreya glanced at him sideways: "Scared?"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva exclaimed, "I fear Yang Jiao is dead."
As he spoke, he landed faster than Maitreya in the throng of demons, punching them one by one.
As Bai Ze's injuries gradually subsided, he looked at the growing number of people, then at Yang Jiao's protective Earth Book and Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe, filled with envy:
"What's the use of years of arduous study? If I had known, I should have gotten to know more people back then!"
The power of connections is more effective than any magic spell.
That's the Book of Earth! That's the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe of Laozi!
Let alone these demonic beasts, even a full-force attack from a Kunpeng would probably only leave its clothes slightly dirty.
For a moment, he looked at Ksitigarbha and Maitreya with pity. These two were actually worried about Yang Jiao getting hurt? Ha, they'd be more worried about themselves than about Yang Jiao.
The Kunpeng in the sky saw the direction Yang Jiao was heading.
He didn't even dodge Zhen Yuanzi's punch, preferring to take it rather than let it affect his own power.
He raised the interest rate.
The Hetu and Luoshu, which enclosed a space, began to circulate, with various complex runes flowing across them and continuously surging into his body.
Kunpeng laughed loudly:
"Zhen Yuanzi, without the Earth Book, how do you plan to fight me?"
They're all quasi-saints, at the same cultivation level, so what they're comparing is their magic weapons, right?
At such a crucial moment, Zhen Yuanzi was foolish enough to give his prized Earth Book to a little girl; he was practically courting death!
He burst into laughter.
The scroll of the Hetu and Luoshu grew even longer, seemingly surging for thousands of miles, as if trying to surround Zhen Yuanzi.
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi was moving extremely fast, but the Hetu Luoshu seemed to have its eyes on him, following closely behind, as if he would be swallowed up if he slowed down even a step.
Kunpeng saw this.
Ignoring Zhen Yuanzi, it swooped down again and swung a wing at Grand Master Xuandu.
Xuan Du dodged away.
A crater a thousand meters wide appeared where he had been standing, and all the surrounding monsters were affected, turning into a bloody mess.
Even Maitreya and Ksitigarbha were slammed hard into the iceberg by the force of the impact.
Maitreya was extremely cautious.
"This Kunpeng is just one step away from becoming a saint, its power is terrifying."
There are many Quasi-Saints in the Three Realms.
Those who are even a step away from becoming saints can be counted on one hand.
There are three here now.
Xuandu, Zhenyuanzi, Kunpeng.
Aside from that, there are probably only Styx, the Jade Emperor, and others.
With his already top-tier cultivation level, coupled with the Hetu Luoshu, a treasure of their Demon Court, Kunpeng has a good chance of winning.
Yang Jiao was thrown away by the power of Kunpeng's wing, and her body fell backward uncontrollably.
Standing directly in front of her was a monstrous beast wielding a sharp spear, its bloodthirsty smile fixed on the tip of its weapon.
It seemed as if it was about to pierce through Yang Jiao.
"Hahaha, if you die by my gun, the Demon Master will definitely reward me!"
He laughed loudly, his face splitting open from his mouth to reveal his jagged, sharp teeth.
Yang Jiao flipped in mid-air, and the demon general thrust his spear forward.
It pierced Yang Jiao's abdomen!
Just then!
Before the demon could even rejoice at killing Yang Jiao, the sharp spear in her hand couldn't pierce through her clothes at all.
The monster was taken aback.
Then, the aura of a sage surged from the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe, instantly turning all the demonic beasts within a hundred meters of Yang Jiao into ashes.
Within a hundred meters, not a single person survived.
Yang Jiao was standing not far from the gate of the Demon Master's Palace, where all the demon beasts that appeared were at least at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
But it was no match for the last breath of the Supreme Lord Laozi's immortal robe!
This demonstrates the majesty of a sage and the power of a supreme being.
Before Yang Jiao could even react in shock, she strode toward the gate of the Demon Master's Palace.
She looked closely and exclaimed with even greater delight:
"The River Chart and the Luo River Writing!"
The true form of the Hetu Luoshu is in the Demon Master's Palace!
A scroll floated in the space inside the gate; it was the Hetu Luoshu!
Kunpeng, along with Ji Meng and Qin Yuan, suppressed Grand Master Xuandu. His peripheral vision was always on Yang Jiao. Suddenly, he transformed from a roc into a Kun and flapped his tail towards Xuandu.
Grand Master Xuandu retreated again to dodge.
Unexpectedly, the Kunpeng did not intend to kill Xuandu at all; it merely forced him away.
With a flick of its tail, it pierced the ice, and with a flap of its fins, it disappeared into the deep sea.
Yang Jiao strode towards the vermilion gate, and the stone steps were right in front of her.
suddenly!
The ice beneath their feet cracked, and the massive body of the Kunpeng leaped out, its eyes coldly fixed on Yang Jiao.
"Little girl, do you think that just because you've brought Zhen Yuanzi and Grand Master Xuandu, I can't kill you?"
The water droplets that the Kunpeng shakes off form huge icebergs when they fall.
They blocked all those who wanted to come to their rescue.
The Kunpeng transformed into human form, its fish scales forming armor, with white hair and blue eyes.
He stood in front of Yang Jiao, his hands curled into claws.
Yang Jiao was attracted away.
She was greatly alarmed. She wondered if Laozi's Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe could protect her neck. There was no fabric there.
At this moment, their only hope lay in the Book of Earth. Yang Jiao closed her eyes tightly and cried out:
"Uncle, you absolutely must find this Earth Book useful."
As soon as Yang Jiao finished speaking, a melodious bell rang out from the sky, which was very pleasant to hear, but it shook the entire Northern Ice Plains.
The monsters covered their ears in pain.
As the bell tolled, it seemed to dispel some of the chill.
Kunpeng's body suddenly froze, a real look of terror flashing in its eyes, before it looked up at the sky.
Yang Jiao couldn't see who it was, but she heard a familiar voice:
“My little darling, you should call me uncle when you’re in danger.”
As Venus spoke, Yang Jiao felt the shackles on her body loosen. She looked up with joy and saw Venus standing at the highest point of the auspicious clouds.
Behind him were Marshal Tianpeng, General Juanlian, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals whose figures were not clearly visible.
Venus glanced at Zhen Yuanzi seemingly unintentionally, a look of pity appearing on his kind face:
"Your maternal uncle is a blood relative, while your paternal uncle and the like are all cousins..."