Chapter 1086 Great Destruction True Skill

"The Wuji Divine Light is the treasure of Xiaoleiyin Temple. It has always been kept secret. I have never heard Brother Killer mention it before. I didn't expect that you already know where this treasure is. It's really wonderful!"

Wei Zhiyan and Wu Xiao looked at each other with a look of surprise on their faces.

"It's natural. Do you really think that I spent so much effort sneaking into Xiaoleiyin Temple yesterday just to attack the stupid bald donkey? My real purpose is to find out where the Wuji Divine Light is." The Soul-killing God General chuckled. , said proudly.

Nangong Xie's eyes flashed a few times when he heard the words, and his lips moved as he wanted to say something, but finally fell silent.

"Now that Brother Soul Killer has found out where the Wuji Divine Light is, the next action will be much simpler. The barrier of Xiaoleiyin Temple will not last long. Once the barrier is broken, we will take the Wuji Divine Light. Let’s talk when we get it,” Wu Xiao said.

The Soul-killing Divine General did not refute, but after hearing what Wuxiao said, he slightly raised his head and looked at the top of Xiaoleiyin Temple, with a strange smile on his face.

"I don't care what you do, but when the barrier is broken later, the boy named Ye must be handed over to me. Do you guys have any objections?" Nangong Xie said after being silent for a while.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about that kid. After we capture him, fellow Taoist Nangong will deal with him on his own." The Soul-killing God General replied without thinking.

Wu Xiao and Wei Zhiyan's expressions flickered, but they both smiled and said nothing more.

"Brother Wuxiao, I remember that your Great Destruction True Skill is very powerful and specializes in breaking barriers. I wonder if after so many years, this magical power is still easy to use?" At this time, the Soul-killing Divine General suddenly thought of something and turned his gaze. Wu Xiao asked with a chuckle.

"The true power of great destruction. It's rare that Brother Soul Killer still remembers this magical power. Yes, this magical power is indeed very effective in restraining ordinary enchantments, but it requires some help to use it. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to do now." Wuxiao pondered. After a while, he said casually.

"Assist? Brother Wuxiao is talking about the monk's blood essence? It couldn't be simpler."

The Soul-killing God General raised his eyebrows slightly, sneered, and then opened his big hand in the air, and a black cloth bag the size of a palm appeared from his hand.

At first glance, this object is somewhat similar to the Qiankun Bag. There are also spatial fluctuations coming out, but the demonic energy is billowing from it. It is obviously some kind of magic treasure with storage function. After the Soul-killing God sacrificed the object, he suddenly blew out a breath of spiritual energy. The black bag swelled in the wind and instantly expanded to dozens of feet in size.

I saw the opening of the bag, and countless tiny black dots sprayed out, spreading like ants in the magic mist under the three people's feet. Nangong Xie on the other side looked at him curiously and couldn't help but take a breath.

These tiny black dots grew up quickly as soon as they appeared. Only then did they see clearly that they were actually cultivators. The lowest ones were in the late stage of magic power, and most of them were in the elixir formation stage.

These monks were shrouded in demonic energy and could not move at all. They were obviously under a forbidden curse.

"When did Brother Killer Soul capture so many human monks?" Even with Wei Zhiyan's composure, he couldn't help but be surprised by the scene before him.

"Brother Wuxiao's Great Destruction Art requires the blood and essence of many monks. Isn't that enough?" The Soul-Slaying Divine General did not answer, but looked at Wuxiao with an understatement and asked.

Wuxiao frowned, and there was a hint of surprise on his face, but it quickly disappeared, and he nodded with a sinister smile, saying: "It seems that Brother Soul Killer has been prepared for a long time. It stands to reason that the more essence and blood my true power of destruction requires, the more energy and blood I need for my true power of destruction. , the more powerful it is, but we don’t have the same cultivation as we did back then, so these low-level monks can still use it!”

Hearing this, Nangong Xie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. What does it mean to not have the same cultivation as before? Nowadays, these three demons are all in the later stage of Nascent Soul. Could it be that their cultivation back then was more than that?

Nangong Xie couldn't help but feel chilled when this idea came up.

And the next scene shocked him even more.

The three demons didn't know if they noticed Nangong Xie's strange behavior, they didn't say much, and they didn't even look at him. Wuxiao looked at the group of monks who were restrained in the magic mist, and suddenly the magic hand opened.

Streams of biting evil wind spurted out from his palms, and bursts of thunderous and lightning-like explosions were heard. Strange black lines filled the air, flickering for a few times before becoming hundreds of feet wide, with a rumbling buzzing sound. It rolled down towards the people below.

An amazing scene appeared!

When those black lines fell, all the monks turned pale, and then their bodies seemed to be drained. After streams of essence and blood surged out of their bodies, they turned into shriveled corpses and fell down without even a chance to struggle.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were ruthlessly wiped out.

After forcibly extracting the essence and blood from the bodies of these monks, Wuxiao turned his expressionless palms and recited some weird and obscure spell. The essence and blood of the monks floating in the air quickly gathered together, and then condensed into a stream of blood in Wuxiao. There is uncertainty ahead.

Nangong Xie himself is an old demon at the level of a giant lord in the human world. Seeing this scene, he still couldn't help but feel frightened.

At this time, he only felt a pungent smell of blood coming over his face, which was nauseating. And this mass of blood essence, which was fused with hundreds of people, was constantly expanding under the pressure of Wuxiao's spell, faintly showing the shadows of countless demons, which looked eerie and terrifying.

Nangong Xie took a breath. Although the demonic skills they practiced were somewhat sinister, such cruel and ruthless things were rarely done. Wu Xiao's method is probably some extremely vicious magic power.

And when he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a sharp roar, and the demonic energy in the blood essence flashed wildly, and the next moment it turned into a ferocious demonic head.

This demonic head had four eyes and a terrifying shape. After Wuxiao uttered the word "go", he let out an ear-splitting roar and rushed towards the barrier that passed through the demonic mist towards Xiaoleiyin Temple.

In the temple.

Master Wuxin and a group of Nascent Soul monks were trying their best to activate the magic circle to maintain the barrier. Suddenly, they saw an extremely horrifying scene. They saw strong fluctuations in the barrier, and a ferocious demon head poked out from it. Opening his mouth and biting it caused the barrier to tremble and become unstable.

"What is that thing? It has such a strong smell of blood!" Master Wuxin's face changed wildly.

Just when he wanted to see the demon head clearly, the latter bit fiercely in the barrier and suddenly trembled violently. After a few "bang bang" sounds, it turned into a ball of blood mist and dispersed, with gossamer-like blood shadows. He flew out from it and pierced directly into the barrier of light in the next moment.

These blood shadows seemed to be incredibly corrosive. As soon as they dispersed into the barrier, they made a strange "gurgling" sound. Before Master Wuxin and others could react, the barrier protecting the temple was like a broken egg shell. The space was torn apart, turning into fragments of light and dissipating.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud whine in the ears, and the magic mist without the barrier rushed into the temple in a blink of an eye. The disciples guarding around could not resist it at all, and died on the spot after being rolled up by the magic mist.

Master Wuxin was horrified. He patted his abdomen with one hand. Golden light flashed wildly in his body, and a bronze alms bowl flew out of the air.

As soon as the mantra was activated, the bowl suddenly grew in size, with solemn Buddhist mantras flashing on its surface. Under the light of the Buddha, all the surrounding magic mist was absorbed by it.

But before Master Wu Xin could make another move, a giant blood-red hand several hundred feet long suddenly came out of the magic mist and fished out his bronze bowl.

There was a harsh sound of "click" and "click". The next moment Master Wuxin opened his eyes and saw that his magic weapon turned into powder and exploded with a squeeze of his bloody hand. He also took a sip of semen under the trauma of his mind. Blood spurted out and he took dozens of steps back.

At the same time, several rays of magic light shot down from the sky, and the magic clouds under their feet rolled like waves, brutally killing the surrounding monks.

The three giant demons Wu Xiao, Wei Zhiyan, and Soul Killing God appeared in front of everyone.

"Brother Wuxiao's Great Destruction Skill is really powerful. This barrier was easily broken."

The Soul-killing God General looked around the temple and praised with a laugh. Then he glanced at the monks in the temple with cold eyes and said contemptuously: "It seems that the stupid bald donkey can't save you today. If you want to survive, you have to hurry up." Get out of here! Maybe I can let you go if I'm in a good mood."

"Don't even think about it!"

Master Wu Xin resisted the churning of true energy in his body and stood up with a determined expression.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed and he saw Nangong Xie beside the three people, with a look of shock on his face: "Old Demon Nangong? You actually colluded with the demon monks. You are not afraid of becoming the target of public criticism. All factions joined forces to suppress you Qianxu Door?"

"Hmph! It's not your turn to take care of my affairs, but I'm not here today to be with them. As long as you obediently hand over that boy Ye Chunyang, your life can be saved."

Nangong Xie glanced at Master Wuxin teasingly and said calmly.

Master Wuxin's expression changed slightly, but he seemed not to say another word.

Nangong Xie's face turned cold, "Since you are unwilling to hand over the person, I have no choice but to search it myself."

As he spoke, a powerful spiritual consciousness was released, and after a moment, it seemed to have locked onto something, and his body swayed and dashed away somewhere.

Master Wu Xin's eyes widened and he hurriedly tried to block him, but he was knocked away by Nangong Xie's powerful aura within a few feet of him, leaving him unable to stop him.

The three demons looked at the direction Nangong Xie was heading towards, with a flash of color in their eyes, but they did not stop him.

But just as Nangong Xie was flying towards the temple, a layer of dazzling golden light suddenly flashed from an unknown place, and a solemn and dignified mana shrouded the sky, directly blocking Nangong Xie's way.

"Fellow Taoist Nangong came to my temple so blatantly, do you think my Little Leiyin Temple is deserted?"

A voice containing endless majesty came out, and the golden light in the air converged, and two figures appeared, one was an old monk wearing a golden cassock, and the other was a young man in his twenties with a handsome face.

It was Master Wu Zhi and Ye Chunyang.

"Wuzhi? The heart-eating curse on him has been lifted. How is this possible?"

The appearance of Master Wu Zhi not only surprised Nangong Xie, but the three trolls were also a little unbelievable.

Wuxiao's eyes flashed with coldness, it seemed that things were beyond their expectations.

"Brother Killing Souls, now that you have found out where the Wuji Divine Light is, I leave it to you to collect this thing. The two of us will work together to destroy this old bald donkey."

After a cold light flashed on his face, Wuxiao said gloomily.