The horizontal push starts from signing in the Holy Eucharist of Pangu

Chapter 63

Everything was as Xia Wushuang expected.

After half a day.

Zhang Ba, the elder of Rakshasa, led a large number of strong men to the stronghold of Qingxuan Holy Land.

He looked at the huge crater of terrifying palm prints left on the ground, and couldn't help but frown.

"What a tyrannical skill!"

Zhang Ba said to himself: "Besides, there is a remnant of Buddha nature. Could it be that the old monsters of Buddhism have also intervened in this matter?"

Then, he said in a deep voice: "Immediately go find the whereabouts of the man in the golden mask and Xu Biyao, we must find them, tear them to pieces, and extract their souls!"

"Yes, Elder Taishang!"

Zhang Ba said again: "Also, find out the identity of that man with the golden mask for me, and I will destroy his ten clans!"

"Elder Supreme, I'm afraid..."

Zhang Ba frowned: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid it will be very difficult. That man is wearing a special gold mask of Blood Rakshasa, and outsiders can't lock his aura at all..."

Zhang Ba said coldly: "If you can't lock its aura, can't you use other methods to attack? Waste!"

"Thank you for the reminder, Elder Taishang, then let's start with the people of Qingxuan Holy Land who have been in contact with this son!"

Zhang Ba nodded: "I want the result within ten days! Otherwise, I will see you soon!"

He hates Xia Wushuang and Xu Biyao!
These two ruined Zhang Ba's good deed!
In addition, Zhang Ba also hated Luo Yaoer, a witch!

If Master Luo Yaoer hadn't intervened, he would have sent this girl to the global killing order!

……

now.

Xia Wushuang was sitting cross-legged on top of the evil winged tiger, galloping forward at lightning speed.

He was not in a hurry to rush back to the Great Xia Dynasty.

The destination of Xia Wushuang's trip is an important stronghold in Rakshasa Holy Land, named Bailing Stronghold.

Because there is a spirit vein of good quality in the Bailing stronghold.

He was going to dig out this spirit vein to provide energy support for the small universe spirit array.

Since the Rakshasa Holy Land issued a global killing order to hunt down and kill Xia Wushuang, then he will turn the Rakshasa Holy Land upside down!

Two days later.

Xia Wushuang arrived at the Bailing stronghold.

He was in the sky, looking at the stronghold protected by layers of formations, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:
"Maverick, break it!"

"Alright!" the evil monster laughed.

Roar--!
After finishing speaking, it opened its bloody mouth, raised its head to the sky and let out an earth-shattering tiger's howl, and the terrifying sound waves attacked the formation.

buzz~
Layer upon layer of formations trembled endlessly, and immediately showed a state of exhaustion.

within the array.

The cultivators of the Rakshasa Holy Land in Bailing Stronghold were shocked!
Among them, the strongest practitioners of the God Transformation Realm hurriedly organized their subordinates to strengthen the formation, and at the same time sent a message for help to the Holy Land.

However, in the face of absolute power, all resistance is futile.

The Evil Winged Tiger suddenly stretched out its pair of fleshy wings to the extreme, and swooped down, bringing up terrifying gusts of wind.

Arriving at the location of the formation, he raised the tiger's claw suddenly and patted it lightly.

Bang bang bang!
Those layers of formations, like setting off firecrackers, were directly caught and exploded.

The cultivators within the formation, without any barriers, are exposed to the evil spirits...

In the end, there is no suspense.

A quarter of an hour later, all the cultivators in the Bailing Stronghold in the Rakshasa Holy Land were all killed.

The Nascent Soul of the cultivators of the ninth rank except the Divine Transformation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm are retained, and the bodies and Nascent Souls of other cultivators are swallowed by the evil winged tiger.

It blinked its huge mouth, and made an extremely ugly sound:
"It's delicious and refreshing!"

Xia Wushuang also collected all the treasures of heaven and earth, secrets of exercises, etc. in the stronghold.

He glanced at Xie Yao, and said: "Yihu, you are in charge of vigilance, I am going to detain the spirit veins of the Bailing stronghold, and no one will be allowed to disturb it!"

"Yes, my honorable master!"

The evil winged tiger said a word, spread its fleshy wings, and rose into the sky.

A pair of giant blood-colored eyes, full of vigilance, observe the surroundings.

Xia Wushuang sat cross-legged in the air, her hands danced like butterflies through flowers, condensed into handprints, her lips kept opening and closing, muttering words.

soon.

In front of Xia Wushuang, a mysterious light hand was condensed, and there was a vortex slowly rotating in the palm of the hand, emitting a terrifying suction.

Rumble!
Rumble!
The earth began to crack, dazzling white light poured out from the cracks, and the extremely rich aura filled the world...

I saw a spiritual vein that was thousands of feet long, like a white jade dragon, flying out from the ground, and was absorbed into it by the vortex...

Finally, Xia Wushuang surrendered the spirit vein and put it in the Lingling space.

To be precise, what was subdued was a top-quality yellow-level spiritual vein.

According to the quality of the spirit veins, they are divided into four grades of heaven, earth, black and yellow from high to low.

On this basis, it is further subdivided into yellow-level low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, top-grade...

After Xia Wushuang subdued the spirit veins, with a casual move, a ray of light fell into his big hands, manifesting a miniature seven-story pagoda.

This tower is exactly the Lingling space, which can be used to store spiritual veins.

Xia Wushuang glanced at the ruined Bailing stronghold, and waved to the evil winged tiger in the air.

Maverick understood and swooped down.

Xia Wushuang jumped onto the tiger's back and said, "Let's go to Qianling stronghold to fight the autumn wind!"

Roar--!
The evil winged tiger let out a tiger roar and soared into the sky.

……

Two days later.

The Supreme Elder Zhang Ba led a large number of masters to the Bailing stronghold.

He looked at the ruins where even the spirit veins had been dug out, his face was gloomy and frightening.

"Damn you little bastard with a golden mask!!!" Zhang Ba gritted his teeth.

Before he could vent his anger, new news came.

Another stronghold of the Rakshasa Holy Land, Qianling Stronghold, was attacked by a man in a golden mask.

Zhang Ba was furious and said: "This time, I will never let you go! Let's go!"

He led his men to rush over in a hurry.

But after Zhang Ba arrived at Qianling.

Only to find that the man in the golden mask had disappeared.

The Qianling stronghold is the same as the Bailing stronghold, all cultivators were killed, and all treasures and spiritual veins were also looted!
"Damn it!!!" Zhang Ba roared endlessly!
Four days later.

The third stronghold of Rakshasa Holy Land was destroyed by the golden mask.

seven days later.

The fourth stronghold of Rakshasa Holy Land was destroyed by the golden mask.

ten days later.

The fifth stronghold of Rakshasa Holy Land was destroyed by the golden mask.

……

A month later.

The tenth stronghold of Rakshasa Holy Land was destroyed by the golden mask.

This series of actions made the senior management of Rakshasa Holy Land furious, and the top ten elders unanimously decided to kill the golden mask at all costs.

In just one month, the ten important strongholds of the Rakshasa Holy Land were looted, but they couldn't catch the culprits, leaving the Rakshasa Holy Land in the east of the Baizhanyu Region without any face left!

If the golden mask cannot be killed, the ten great elders will not know how to explain to the Holy Lord when the Holy Lord is out!

Zhang Ba originally wanted to know the identity of the man with the golden mask through Qingxuan.

However, after capturing the disciple Qingxuan who was in contact with the golden mask, even if he used the soul search technique, he found nothing.

Disciple Qingxuan's memory of the golden mask was erased by the great supernatural powers!

Zhang was so domineering that he wanted to vomit blood!

this day.

Xia Wushuang drove the evil winged tiger to the No. 11 stronghold of the Rakshasa Holy Land, the Qinghe stronghold.

He had just arrived and hadn't had time to attack yet.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Then he saw beams of light rising up into the sky all around suddenly, and then condensed into a huge binding formation, imprisoning him and the evil spirit.

Immediately afterwards, five gray-haired, powerful old men appeared.

They are the five Void Refining Realm Supreme Elders of Rakshasa Holy Land, including Zhang Ba.

"Damn you little bastard, finally let us catch you!"

"Today, I will tell you not to live but not to die!"

"Little beast..."

The five great elders glared at Xia Wushuang, and said through gritted teeth.

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