Those years of doing business in the Three Realms

Chapter 52 Kunlun (Decisive Battle)
  Dongyang's hand gradually became stronger.

Lin Xiang's feet were off the ground and he could only keep flopping around.

He pulled Dongyang's hand tightly with his hand, trying to pull it away, but Dongyang's hand tightened tighter and tighter as if it was growing on his neck.

Lin Xiang felt that he was about to die.

What the hell did he suffer? Why did everyone like to choke him? Can't you pinch his butt?
  When Wang Wulong saw this, he shouted: "Let him go!"

Then his hands turned into silver dragon claws and rushed towards Dongyang.

Dongyang's patience has been exhausted because of Qinghua's death.

He pinched Lin Xiang hard with one hand, and waved his other hand towards Wang Wulong, and a ray of green light hit Wang Wulong's chest hard.

Wang Wulong felt as if his lungs were about to explode, and a mouthful of blood spattered on Dongyang's face.

"Looking at your cultivation, you have just become the Dragon God, right?" Dongyang sneered and recited a series of spells. Suddenly, a green glowing spiritual cage fell from the sky and landed directly on Wang Wulong.

As soon as the spiritual cage hit the ground, it shrank smaller and smaller, and finally became about the same size as a human. Wang Wulong was tightly trapped in it, and it was difficult to even turn around.

Wang Wulong used his spiritual power to crush the spiritual cage with one palm.

Dongyang said: "I advise you to be more honest. If you use your spiritual power in the spirit cage, the spirit cage will only become tighter and tighter. Eventually, the spirit cage will embed into your skin and flesh, and your whole body will be cut into pieces by the spirit cage. However, Your soul is still there, so if you can’t die, you can only live a life of pain in human form.”

When Wang Wulong heard this, he immediately stopped his movements and cursed loudly: "Hypocritical! You will not die easily!"

By trapping Wang Wulong, it was considered as one less trouble, so Dongyang began to concentrate on processing Lin Xiang.

Seeing that Lin Xiang was close to fainting, he loosened his grip and threw Lin Xiang to the ground.

Lin Xiang was thrown to the ground, curled up and coughed twice, tears and snot coming out together.

Dongyang stepped on Lin Xiang's face, forcing Lin Xiang's entire face into the pit. Then he stretched out his Zhenxuan Sword and stabbed Lin Xiang's calf hard.

"what--"

Lin Xiang screamed in pain.

I saw that after the originally dark Zhenxuan Sword touched Lin Xiang's blood, it seemed to come alive instantly, glowing red, black flowing slowly, and trembling in Qingyang's hand.

Qingyang looked at Lin Xiang with disdain: "His spiritual power is quite good, just give me a toothpaste for my Zhenxuan Sword."

After saying that, he pulled out the sword from Lin Xiang's leg. Blood spurted out from Lin Xiang's leg.

"Ah! Fuck you!" Lin Xiang's whole body was shaking with pain, he was sweating profusely, and he cursed indiscriminately.

"Good boy, I like to torture people like you who are tough-talking even when they are about to die."

"abnormal!"

Qingyang found a clean spot on Lin Xiang's leg and inserted it, then pulled it out again. After several times, Lin Xiang's leg was filled with blood holes.

Lin Xiang howled in pain, his face was firmly stepped on the ground by Dongyang, and his whole body was frozen there.

He clenched his hands into fists in pain and hit Dongyang's feet hard.

His own face was numb from the shock of the spiritual power on his hands, but Dongyang teased as if nothing was wrong: "Are you giving me a pedicure? Thank you very much."

After saying that, he stepped harder. Lin Xiang's facial features were severely deformed by the steps, the skin was torn and the flesh was rotten, and his eyes were bleeding.

He is a little scared. He won't die here today, right?

This matter had nothing to do with him in the first place. If he had to risk his life for this matter, wouldn't it be a huge loss?
  Qingyang seemed to feel Lin Xiang's struggle and turned his feet left and right.

Lin Xiang groaned in indescribable pain.

"A lot of pain in life can actually be avoided." Dongyang retracted his feet, bent down, and looked at Lin Xiangdao.

Lin Xiang's face was covered with blood and he looked at Dongyang with horrified eyes: "Will you kill me?"

"If you don't obey, I will probably kill you, even though you don't deserve to die."

"I don't want to die..."

"Then tell me how to enter Longzhu Cave!"

Lin Xiang glanced at Wang Wulong.

Wang Wulong also looked at him intently.

After a moment, Lin Xiang said guiltily: "I'm sorry, brother, I don't want to die. I still have a lot of nostalgia for this world."

In just a moment, despair filled Wang Wulong's face.

"I was also forced to have no choice but to help myself." Lin Xiang said sadly. "If you like to recite poems at home, tell me how to get into the cave first." Dongyang interrupted impatiently.

"Actually... it only takes 300 people with high spiritual power to jump from the hole together to break through this formation in one fell swoop." Lin Xiang said while looking at Wang Wulong: "I'm sorry, Pee Boy, if I didn't tell you , this bad guy will step out my brains, I’m really scared..."

"..." Wang Wulong lowered his head subtly, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Dongyang glanced at Wang Wulong: "What's wrong with him?"

Lin Xiang said: "Maybe he is crying."

Dongyang hummed: "Is the method you just mentioned really feasible?"

"How dare I lie to you when I'm like this?"

When Prime Minister Lin said this, Dongyang believed 80% of it.

He said to the Taoist priests: "You have heard what this boy said. Whoever has good spiritual power should come forward! Come towards me!"

These Taoist priests were so anxious to become immortals that they all went crazy and rushed to stand up.

Even Fenghua Immortal also stood up.

Dongyang had a straight face and winked, signaling him to go back.

Fenghua then stood back to his original position dejectedly.

This situation was seen by many Taoist priests, and everyone became suspicious.

Dongyang immediately pointed at Fenghua and cursed: "What are we here for today? We are here to support these juniors! You have become a great leader, why are you still not smart enough to compete with the juniors?"

Yun Hua said a few words in Feng Hua's ear, and Feng Hua quickly cupped his hands and said, "The Emperor Dongyang taught you a lesson."

Only then did those minors feel relieved and admired Dongyang from the bottom of their hearts. They all said, "Thank you, Senior Dongyang, for your support."

"Thank you, Senior Dongyang, for your selfless contribution."

"I will only follow Master Dongyang in this life!"

"Master Dongyang lives forever!"

Dongyang smiled and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, supporting the younger generations is what we old people should do."

Three hundred Taoist priests with high cultivation level stood in a circle around the chaotic formation.

Lin Xiang got up from the ground and limped to the Taoist priests: "This chaotic formation requires three hundred people to dance together, do you understand?"

The Taoist priests nodded: "I understand..."

Lin Xiang looked serious: "If you don't cooperate well, you will all be miserable, but if you cooperate well, you will all become immortals today! Do you know?"

The Taoist priests nodded: "I know..."

"Please raise your hands and tell me do you have confidence?" Lin Xiang asked impassionedly with blood at his mouth.

The Taoist priests raised their hands and responded impassionedly: "Yes!"

Like a referee, Prime Minister Lin whistled and then made a gesture in mid-air: "One, two, three, jump!"

Three hundred warriors... all jumped towards the chaotic formation.

moment.

Just listen to the sound of boom.

The colorful smoke in the chaos rose more than three feet high.

Those three hundred Taoist priests collectively will never be reincarnated, not even their hair is left.

All the spiritual energy is charged into the formation.

……

Regardless of the physical pain, Lin Xiang danced, clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahahaha, yes, yes, a large suicide scene!"

There were only a few dozen people with shallow cultivation left, and the six members of the Tianjie Association looked at each other.

Lin Xiang looked at it and saw that the dozens of crooked melons, cracked dates, and Taoist priests were not enough for him to use the pear blossom needles in a heavy rain.

Dongyang said angrily: "What's going on?"

Lin Xiang groaned: "Maybe their spiritual power is not strong enough. How about you summon another three hundred Taoist priests to come over and try?"

(End of this chapter)