Chapter 42: Wind

As soon as Zhenjun Dujie arrived, he saw Wuyan pulling Zhou Yu and being sucked by a bead.

He took a closer look and saw that there were four monks around, not counting the rubbish around Zhou Yu, and there were five people surrounding the beads.

"Five Spirits Gathering Immortal Formation, how come, there are still people using this evil formation."

Cassia Zi was filled with righteous indignation, he had lived a long time and had seen a lot, and the catastrophe of Taoism thousands of years ago was still vivid in his mind.

After he finished speaking, he unconsciously glanced at True Monarch Du Jie, and for some reason, he always felt that the disciple of the Excalibur Sect beside him made him feel a deep-seated fear from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, Cassia didn't know why, because Dujie Zhenjun erased the memory of what he saw in the demon world, and he couldn't remember what happened, but the terrifying impression was indeed deeply imprinted in his mind.

"This is not the Five Spirits Gathering Immortal Formation, and Wuyan is not a single tree spirit root."

Du Jie Zhenjun flew forward, but suddenly found that Wuyan's aura seemed to be different from anything he had seen before.

He always thought she was the root of the whole spirit, but what the bead absorbed from Wuyan's body at this moment was not pure wood-type spiritual power.

It was a kind of white color that was so pale that it was close to nothingness, and it was a kind of aura that could not be classified. After being drawn out from Wuyan's body, it gradually turned into the pure green of the wood spirit.

True Monarch Du Jie was slightly startled, could it be his innate vitality?

As for the innate vitality, as far as he knew, only the previous Emperor of Heaven possessed it. Could it be that Wu Yan had something to do with the previous Emperor of Heaven?
Things can be checked slowly, and the garbage should be thrown away.

He pulled Zhou Yu out of Wuyan's hand and threw it to Cassia.

Cassia Zi frowned, before he could speak, Zhenjun Dujie threw the other four people towards him.

"Whoa~"

Cassia whistled with his fingers in his mouth, and immediately, several white cranes raised their necks and screamed back to him.

Hundreds of unmicrocosmic disciples rode white cranes, holding grass lanterns in their hands, flying towards the lake like stars.

Seeing that her good work was disturbed again, the flower demon cursed angrily:
"Fucking, never ending."

Dujie Zhenjun embraced Wuyan with one hand, and grabbed the bead with the other, but the bead exploded in an instant, countless golden lights scattered, and the aura flew around. After a while, it all hit Zhou Yu's body.

Transcending Tribulation True Monarch is like falling into an ice cellar.

This Five Spirit Gathering Immortal Formation was originally a low-level monk. In order to break through the cultivation base, a pure single-rooted monk was used as a weapon to gather the essence of all spirits in the world and forcibly break through the limit of the spiritual vein.

But because it was too bloody, it first slaughtered tens of thousands of souls, and secondly, it required five types of single spiritual root monks who were not low in the five realms.

But today's magic circle has surpassed its original purpose. On the basis of the magic circle, it has added the merits of people who are among the immortals.

The scattered golden light is the merit accumulated by Zhen Shuzi. No wonder he couldn't find out the problem. The person who replaced him didn't ascend at all.

After the aura escaped, it went straight to Zhou Yu, making Du Jie Zhenjun realize how greedy the people who lined up were.

It is not enough to break through one's own cultivation, so he actually tried to use the power of countless creatures to open his own spiritual veins, and even impatiently stole the merits of others in an attempt to ascend to the sky in one step and directly ascend.

This kind of shameless attempt has never been seen in his tens of thousands of years.

Holding Wuyan in his arms, he patrolled with cold eyes, not letting go of anyone's expressions. The obvious demonic energy on Zhou Yu's body showed that he was not the mastermind of all this.

So in the end, who is it?

"Who are you working for, monster, there is no need to activate the Five Spirits Gathering Immortal Formation."

He lowered his eyes and asked patiently.

The wisteria flower demon returned unhurriedly:
"My real family, are you dog monks worthy of asking? Dare to spoil my good deeds, and I will never end with you."

"Real person? Which real person?"

Du Jie Zhenjun raised his eyes, and the waves were surging in the dark eyes.

His Wuyan was in a coma, and he had never seen her so embarrassed after being together for so long.

Raising her arm, she saw several ugly red marks on her slender and white skin.

Dujie Zhenjun took a deep breath, and his blood boiled instantly with anger.

He blocked Wuyan with one hand, and formed a formation with the other, the breeze passed through his fingertips, and quickly attacked the flower demon.

"If you don't tell me, I can ask myself."

At first, there was only a slight wind, and no one paid attention to it. Cassia was so close that he even wanted to ask him what he was going to ask.

But soon, Wuyan's hair flew up, and after that, Cassia Zi's robe kept flying up.

The white crane flying this way stopped suddenly, circled in place, and uttered a cry.

The flower lanterns in the hands of Weiwei's disciples were blown upside down, and many of them slipped from the disciples' hands, and were swept by the wind, blowing towards the demon world.

Cassia gradually widened his eyes, and he saw the lake water was blown up by the wind and lifted into the sky.

Du Jie Zhenjun turned around, hugged Wuyan to his chest, and asked in a low voice:

"Not leaving yet?"

Cassia Zi was startled, and immediately took the wounded and disciples, against the wind, turned and left.

Everyone didn't look back, but the sudden sharp roar was like the most terrifying beast, roaring, as if it wanted to tear the world apart.

This is a weakened version of Feng Jie.

Du Jie Zhenjun held Wuyan in his arms, and kissed her forehead lightly.

The unconscious Wuyan was so beautiful and obedient, he kissed her fiercely, venting his inner anger.

Only he himself knew how panicked and scared he was at the moment when Wuyan disappeared. In the heavens and the world, he had traveled alone for thousands of years, and he had never been so afraid of losing someone.

He hugged Wuyan tightly, almost strangling her ribs.

Wuyan snorted uncomfortably in a coma.

True Monarch Du Jie let go a little like waking up from a dream.

How could a mortal body bear his burning desire? He had no choice but to suppress and restrain himself, turning all his fury into a strong wind, raging on this lake.

Wind Tribulation is different from Thunder Tribulation, which can strike whoever it says. Its damage range is larger, its power is stronger, and it is more difficult to control.

Generally speaking, he would not easily use the wind tribulation. If he did, it would only take an instant to level the world.

There is no one here to cross the catastrophe, only he is suffering in his own desire.

A small wind disaster swept across the entire lake, tearing up and scattering all the skeletons hidden in it.

Not enough, not enough, Du Jie Zhenjun still felt uncomfortable, the wind tore the wisteria flower demon bit by bit, tore countless flowers into pieces, and threw them wantonly.

Du Jie Zhenjun couldn't help but hug Wuyan tightly again, not letting her hear the wind, there were countless monsters crying and begging for mercy.

He threw the lake water into the sky fiercely, galloping and roaring away the heat, and froze the lake water into egg-sized icicles. These countless icicles, mixed in the wind, smashed hard on the wisteria flowers. The bone frame was broken, the ground was cracked, and the bright red wisteria flowers were smashed into mud.

Until the whole world could no longer see the slightest bit of purple, Du Jie Zhenjun finally calmed down, the sun was rising, looking at the crystal clear lake, he couldn't help feeling:

"Very clean."

However, with the lake as the center and hundreds of miles around, there is no trace of a monster.

And at the bottom of the clear lake, one can vaguely see something cracked, revealing a little bit of light.

 Hi family, it's Friday again, how time flies, I wish you all a happy weekend.

  As promised, please eat as much as you want.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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