Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 461: You can kill all living things!

"It seems like there's a fight outside."

Han Yu was curled up in the cauldron waiting for the storm to come, but there was no movement. At this time, the spirit of the cauldron suddenly smiled and spoke.

He quickly climbed up and grabbed the edge of the cauldron and stuck his head out. His face suddenly became extremely wonderful.

The twelve figures in the sea area were chasing a poor guy and the scene was cruel.

Of course, more importantly, he happened to recognize one of the twelve figures, Taoist Liu Zongyuan.

If it was him, there was no need to guess the identities of the other eleven people. They must be the other eleven mad dogs of the Tiandao Sect.

There was no way. He knew nothing about the Tiandao Sect and could only use the wording of the soul division.

Since he could be chased by the Tiandao Sect into this state, there was no need to guess the identity of the unlucky guy. It could only be their mortal enemy, the Yama Palace of the corpse refining lineage.

Great! If you fight well, it would be best to knock out the peddler's dog brain at the same time.

Since the two sides collided with each other, how could they not fight!

Han Yu lay on the edge of the cauldron, almost waving his hands to encourage.

"Fool, let's take this opportunity to find a way to escape!"

The spirit of the weapon thought about it and hurriedly urged.

Outside the sea, Duo Po fled to the two people in a panic, and directly met the evil man of Fen Hun to complain first, and he cursed.

"Bastard, why did you bring people here."

Twelve mad dogs gathered, and there were only three of them now, how could they get away with it.

If you want to die, why don't you die alone? Why do you have to drag him along?

Especially at this critical moment, he paid a huge price, and before he got his money back from Han Yu, this happened.

Fen Hun wanted to eat Duo Po alive at this time.

Duo Po looked ashamed, after all, he was in the wrong first, but he really had no choice. The other side would not let him live, chasing him like a dog all the way. If he didn't lead them here, he would really die.

"I really have no choice. These crazy dogs suddenly seemed to have a spiritual nose. They somehow sniffed me. Before I could react, my house was demolished."

The soul that was originally filled with righteous indignation suddenly shut up guilty after hearing this.

Only the peddler widened his eyes and glared at the two.

They are all bastards.

"Do you know that this is where my hard work is."

Let's not talk about other things, just that small forest is his lifeblood.

Duo Po was also very guilty. He naturally knew that this was the lifeblood of the peddler, otherwise he would not have led them here. Only this place was important enough, the other party would not leave him alone and run away.

"Help me through the difficulties first, and I will definitely compensate you later."

In this regard, Duo Po could only risk his life and promise a huge profit.

"You'd better not break your promise."

The peddler was not happy at all. With a cold face, he moved forward and backward. The backpack suddenly fell on his shoulders, and the other two hurriedly followed.

In this situation, they had to cooperate with the peddler, otherwise they would be the first to die.

"You can ask me to help you. Come with me to hold the other party first, and let my island evacuate first."

The peddler said coldly.

The two people on the side were a little dumbfounded. How to evacuate the island?

But before they could react, the island began to shake, and countless vines broke out of the ground and tightly grasped various parts of the island.

This exaggerated scene was like a vine holding its head, and then the land under its feet began to move.

The soul was the first to react and exclaimed.

"Something is planted under your island!"

More than something is planted, in the invisible seabed, the entire island is basically suspended above the sea. The soil under the island gathers countless black vines, whose roots and stems are as thick as a person's embrace, and there are countless such things.

They kept fiddling on the seabed, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Here, the peddler had led his men to kill the twelve people directly. His primary goal was to delay this group of people. As long as his base was far enough away, he would be safe if he hid himself at that time.

"Don't fight too much, delaying for a while is enough."

The peddler ordered, and then he waved his hand to release eighty-one puppets.

On the other side, when the Tiandao Sect was chasing, they met the puppets and gathered together one by one. I think this group of people knew the peddler's ability well.

The leading old Taoist turned his head and ordered, "Don't disperse the last seven people. The peddler's ability is aimed at control, but he is most afraid of siege. The front ones follow me to attack and strangle them."

This is naturally about the order. After a group of people nodded carefully, the crowd was instantly divided into two groups.

"Kill!"

With only the old Taoist's order, the crowd instantly burst into murderous intent, and the rolling sea surface was immediately suppressed by this momentum without a ripple.

The three people's faces changed slightly, and the next moment, thousands of sword intentions intertwined, like a large net that was impenetrable, rolling over with indestructible power.

Eighty-one small figures flew at the same time, some had passed through the boundless sword intentions and swallowed up everything, some burst out with cold breath to condense space, and some suddenly appeared with a repressive force, vowing to suppress the sword intentions into the invisible...

Looking at the endless strange abilities of the peddler, the two people on the side felt relieved. As long as the peddler was strong enough, this time it would be fine.

It was a pity that they were not happy for a moment. After a few breaths, the situation that was evenly matched suddenly reversed to a one-sided situation.

Dolls were constantly destroyed, exploded, shredded by swords, or knocked down before they could work.

The old Taoist looked at the peddler from a distance, smiled and said, "I've said before that your trick is not good enough. Once you encounter a large-scale battle, it will not be as effective as the two people next to you."

This is naturally a heart-breaking statement. In a one-on-one situation, the peddler's strength is actually terrifying. With his endless tricks, few people dare to face him alone.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, hurry up and attack with me."

The peddler suppressed his anger and turned to shout at the two people.

How dare the soul-splitting and soul-stealing be negligent, and they all rushed up with the other party.

In an instant, the sea was surging with wind and clouds, and from time to time, a tsunami of a hundred feet rolled, and a hurricane swept across at any time. For a time, the world was turned upside down.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one look!

...

"Do you have any solution?"

The spirit urged angrily.

It was because Han Yu had tried to break the chains many times without success, and now he had to bite them with his teeth.

This chain was strange. No matter how he tried, they could easily drain all his strength after he accumulated his strength.

The fire magic was even more outrageous. He had just lit a fire and it was sucked into a small flame in the blink of an eye, and then quickly extinguished.

It restrained him too much. This scene really made the spirit anxious.

"It's not easy to fight over there. If you can't escape, it's all in vain."

It said dejectedly.

Han Yu had no choice. The power of the cauldron could absorb his magic, the power of the chain could drain his strength, and there was also the terrifying energy of Switzerland above waiting to suppress him.

Each of them restrained his ability, or restrained all monks.

As long as the monks had it, the peddler had a corresponding thing to restrain it. It was simply unsolvable.

Unless it is something that a cultivator does not have...

"I think I do have it."

Han Yu suddenly had an idea, but he was not sure if it was feasible.

"Tell me, is your authority within the scope of a cultivator's ability?"

The spirit of the weapon was stunned, but quickly responded, "Bullshit, how can a cultivator have my ability?"

What is authority? Han Yu still has not completely figured it out, but it definitely does not belong to any energy, nor does it belong to any tangible object, but it exists.

"You said it can cut the origin, cut the ability, cut all living things, can it cut something like this that contains ability?"

After all, Han Yu has always cut living things, or cut energy, such as those puppets whose energy was cut out.

I have never tried to cut such a dead thing directly.

"Try it."

The spirit of the weapon has urged repeatedly.

Han Yu clenched his palm in the air, and when a strange knife appeared in his palm, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. The altar could not seal it.

When he turned the blade and gently slashed it towards the chain, the Mo Dao penetrated through, and Han Yu's face was already dull.

"What happened, tell me!"

The spirit of the weapon asked anxiously, especially when seeing Han Yu in a daze, it was really anxious.

The next moment, Han Yu suddenly laughed out loud.

It worked. When the Mo Dao penetrated the chain, although there was no change, he could feel that his strength suddenly increased a little.

When he inserted the Mo Dao into the cauldron for a moment, the originally bright and beautiful cauldron body seemed to have experienced a long time, and the entire exterior suddenly dimmed a lot.

It works!

It really works.

The spirit of the weapon suddenly grinned, and its small mouth stretched to the back of its head.

Because it finally found that there was something that it could definitely win over the bottle, that is, its authority or the knife in Han Yu's hand at this moment.

"I have a knife that can cut the common people and everything!"

It couldn't help laughing proudly in the sea of ​​consciousness.