Chapter 393: Death in the Gold Pit (3)
In mid-air, Lu Yi was protecting the gold pit.
It’s the same old thing, Lu Yi doesn’t care whether Jinkeng lives or dies.
But he had finally gained a foundation in Yuanlingtian, and was preparing to use the resources of Xuanyan Xianchao to build up his own strength. He had just settled down, and Jinkeng could not die on his own territory, and he could not let Jinkeng's death be related to himself.
A Vajra statue was suspended above his head, emitting a ball of bright relic light that enveloped the golden pit.
Lu Yi used the One Thought Escape Technique, his figure floating like a ghost, spinning around the gold pit. With a diamond sword in his hand, he slashed at hundreds of dark figures.
The bald man stood aside, clasped his hands together and smiled: "Brother Fahai, this boy has committed serious sins. He must be saved today. Otherwise, there is no telling how many innocent lives will be killed by him... Brother, you are right to be compassionate, but you cannot show your compassion to these poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts."
More than a dozen dark figures bypassed Lu Yi and punched the bright light of the relic.
Loud, dull noises like landslides arose continuously, the bright light of the relics vibrated violently, Lu Yi's body shook slightly, and he felt a sharp pain in his internal organs. These dark figures did not have any magical powers, but they were extremely fast, their movements were extremely strange, and their strength was extremely strong.
He follows the path of physical cultivation, and one punch of his is powerful enough to split mountains and seas.
Even though Lu Yi's Vajra Dharma Image emitted the bright light of the relics, which was an extremely powerful defensive magical power, it was still unable to withstand the attacks of these black figures.
Jinkeng curled up under Lu Yi's protection, shivering like a quail.
Hearing the bald man's words, Jinkeng was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed: "Master, what evil thing have I done?"
The bald man looked at Jinkeng meaningfully: "If you shelter evil people, you are an evil person yourself... If you shelter evil, you will have endless sins yourself... Under the influence of cause and effect, Jinkeng, you deserve to die."
Jinkeng closed his mouth and looked at Fahai in shock and anger.
Isn't this matter just in response to what happened before?
Is this bald man really not Lu Yi's accomplice? Are they here just for the matter of those thousands of gorgeous young ladies?
If I had known that those damn studio assassins would bring such great danger to themselves by accepting this order... Jinkeng would never care about their lives? A bunch of damn guys, just cut them into !
Jinkeng raised his hands, clasped them together and prayed loudly to Lu Yi: "Master Fahai, don't listen to this thief's evil words... Everything can be discussed, everything can be discussed!"
Lu Yi shouted loudly and slashed out with his sword as fast as lightning.
With a "puff" sound, a strong wind swirled around Lu Yi, and his body twisted left and right like an extremely twisted grass snake, leaving behind eighty-one afterimages in an instant, and he launched attacks in eighty-one directions almost simultaneously.
The Vajra Sword made a terrifying sound of breaking wind, and it chopped off five to seven heads with one sword. Nearly five hundred black figures were beheaded and killed on the spot.
The sky was full of rolling heads, and then the black heads exploded, turning into wisps of black light that merged into the black light that was lingering and surging in all directions.
Lu Yu only felt a slight pain in his wrist. These black figures were purely condensed from black light, but they were extremely tough and strong. When he cut them down with a sword, it was like chopping raw cowhide with a rusty old kitchen knife. It was extremely obscure and sluggish, and the resistance was extremely great.
The physical fitness of each of these black shadows has almost reached the level of a Golden Lotus cultivator who has reached the peak of perfection. Moreover, according to Lu Yi's estimation, the physical strength of these black shadows is that of a Golden Lotus cultivator who has inherited an ancient and advanced technique. They are not the defective stuff that some small family picked up a technique and practiced it.
This is just the magical power released by the bald man, condensed by the secret technique of magical power, and it is not even a clone.
It can be seen how high the level of cultivation this bald man has reached!
Lu Yi shouted: "Why don't you run for your lives? Are you waiting to die here? Run away quickly and send a message to your superiors... Just tell them that I have tried my best to save Jinkeng's life... But if they arrive too late, things will be difficult to say!"
Several protectors of the gold pit and a group of accompanying guards woke up at the same time.
Facing the strange magical power and tyrannical strength of the bald man, it was useless for them to stay here. Instead of doing this, it would be better to escape quickly and send a message to their own senior leaders to quickly send a few strong men to save them.
With a loud shout, a jade talisman flew out from the sleeve of a Dao Protector at the Condensation Fruit Realm. It was a jade talisman that might have been dug out from an ancient tomb, and it had tiger-shaped jade talismans of several different colors on it.
The palm-sized jade talisman let out a high-pitched whistling sound, and a strong blood-colored evil spirit spurted out from its eyes and mouth at the same time. The three evil spirits were like a force, and with a "crunch", they tore a crack a hundred miles long in the dense black light in the sky.
The protector whistled and called upon several protectors in the Condensation Fruit Realm to escape along the crack.
Lu Yi took a look at the jade talisman and couldn't help but exclaimed "What a treasure".
He had just slashed hundreds of black figures with his sword, and he knew very well how strong these black figures' bodies were... The black light that filled the void was the source of these black figures, and this black light would only make it more difficult to break through!
With a full-strength attack, the black light can be dispersed over a hundred miles, which shows how powerful this jade talisman is.
However, after the attack, the protector's face turned pale, which shows how huge the consumption of the jade talisman was.
Several Dao protectors at the Condensation Fruit Realm abandoned a large group of accompanying guards and transformed into streams of light and escaped into the crack. They surrounded the jade talisman, taking turns to inject mana into the jade talisman, and once again released three evil spirits, tearing open a crack .
Seeing that they were able to escape by protecting each other, the group of guards were still screaming for help behind them.
The bald man sighed softly: "Why bother? Why bother? The sea of suffering is boundless, just sink into it... No need to struggle, no need to be stubborn... The sea of suffering is boundless, but also bottomless, just sink into it."
A dull roar came from the bald man's body, and the skin behind him cracked. A skeleton that was completely black but emitted a faint dark golden light struggled out from his cracked skin. After a wild roar, it turned into a black light and chased after the fleeing protectors.
The moment the black skeleton took off into the air, four black lights flashed on its spine, and with a "crash", four huge bone wings with strange shapes grew out.
The bone feathers as sharp as swords spread out, and the black skeleton flashed and almost teleported behind the escaping Condensation Fruit Realm protector, and stabbed down fiercely with both hands like swords.
The protective auras on the bodies of several protectors were easily pierced like pieces of paper.
The sound of bodies being pierced could be heard continuously. Several guardians of the Ningdao Fruit Realm, who were supported by the Baoguang Pavilion at a huge price every year, were easily chopped down by the black skeleton, just like rookies who had just entered the world of martial arts and encountered a bandit.
With a strange laugh, the black skeleton quickly flashed back carrying a few human heads.
The skeleton, which was pitch black but wrapped in a layer of dark golden light, flapped its bony wings and floated in the air. In its empty eye sockets, two balls of blood-red light flickered as it stared quietly at Lu Yi and the gold pit behind him.
"There's more." The bald man smiled calmly and pointed at the group of guards.
The bone wings behind the black skeleton spun violently, and one of the bone wings, which was originally only two feet long, suddenly stretched out hundreds of feet. The bone wings were like knives, and they chopped down with a "swish". The group of guards left in the gold pit didn't even make a sound before their heads were chopped off by the bone wings.
These accompanying guards were of different heights, standing at different distances. Their feet were on the air, and their positions were different. Their necks were not on the same level.
But the black skeleton only needed one strike, and the bone wings were easily drawn out, and the heads flew up with incredible precision. The power and trajectory contained in this strike, and the control over space and time, were almost like the Tao !
Lu Yu stared at the black skeleton intently and said in a low voice: "You used the bones of Buddhist sages to refine magic weapons?"
Lu Yi was very familiar with the aura of this skeleton.
The golden relics of the ancient great monks preserved in the Mahavira Temple have this flavor.
However, although the Great Vajra Temple sometimes uses the golden relics of its ancestors to fight against enemies, it still has the most basic respect. When not in use on weekdays, the golden relics of the ancestors are also well kept and worshipped. There are incense, candles, flowers, and various offerings every day. There are also little monks chanting sutras in front of these golden relics every day.
And this bald man had clearly transformed the bones left behind by some unknown monk into a puppet-like attacking weapon.
And looking at its pitch-black appearance and the two pairs of ferocious bone wings behind it, one can tell that the refining method used here is not an orthodox one, and it is definitely an extremely profound secret method in the magic way.
After hearing what Lu Yi said, the bald man smiled and said, "Brother, you are biased. There is no such thing as 'devil' or 'not devil' in the world. Any means that can be used are good means, aren't they?"
A dull sound came from his body again, and the skin on his back cracked. Five identical black skeletons flapped their bony wings and crawled out of his body.
The bald man's breath weakened significantly. He wiped the little blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled at Lu Yi.
"To be honest, these are the remains of six eminent monks who had cultivated to the Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm. Three thousand years ago, my respected master excavated the ruins and obtained these six remains, and then began to use secret methods to sacrifice and refine them."
"After three thousand years of hard work, these six 'Black Sky Yaksha' have finally been refined and formed. Today is the first time they are used."
"This Jinkeng was able to die at the hands of Black Sky Yaksha... Tsk, considering his origin and bloodline, it is quite appropriate for him to consecrate and sharpen the blade of Black Sky Yaksha."
Jinkeng was so frightened that his legs were shaking: "Master Fahai, help, help!"
