Chapter 542: Siege of Hades (2)
"This number is wrong!"
There are a total of one hundred and eighty-six long gray rainbows, and in each of them there is a powerful being who is half a step away from the realm of heaven and man.
This number is wrong. It's extremely wrong!
Today, Yuanlingtian’s number one sect, the only supreme sect, and the only Jianmen that has preserved the profound heritage of thirty thousand years ago, has only a little over fifty supreme elders in the half-step heavenly realm.
How could the underworld, which has disappeared for 30,000 years, rarely communicates with the outside world, has a ranking but its true strength is a big question mark, have 186 half-step celestial beings in charge ?
The leader of the Nine Yin Sect turned pale, like a beaten pet dog, and looked at Lu Yi pitifully.
The Nine Yin Sect surrendered, knelt on the ground, and obediently allowed Lu Fu to place restrictions on their souls, becoming his lackeys to be driven around at will... They betrayed the underworld because Lu Fu made them feel more powerful and indomitable, so they knelt!
But at this moment, they suddenly discovered that the underworld, which they once treated as a piece of trash, was actually such a terrifying behemoth.
regret!
Extreme regret.
What follows is endless fear.
"Master!" The leader of the Nine Yin turned pale, his lips were deathly white, cold sweat was trickling down his body, his legs were clamped tightly together, and he was almost pissing himself to death.
"No problem." Lu Yi waved his hand, he soared into the air, and strode towards the palace complex in front. He was surrounded by a faint golden light, and with every step he took, a golden lotus naturally appeared under his feet, and the golden light was faint, illuminating the surroundings.
Buddhist atmosphere.
All the Hades disciples who showed up frowned. The Hades monks hated the aura of Buddhism, just like a normal mortal was afraid of arsenic and arsenic, it was a kind of life form's instinctive disgust for its natural nemesis.
The underworld's Half-step Heaven Realm masters stood still in the air, standing motionless on the gray clouds, their eyes as sharp as knives, staring at Lu Yi. As Lu Yi approached with big strides, a white-bearded old man in a gray rainbow, wearing a gray-black imperial robe and a crown on his head, dressed as an emperor in the secular world, waved his hand gently.
"Which disciple will pull out the tendons and skin of this daring young man, extract his spirit and soul, refine it into eternal lamp oil, and place it in the Nether Fire Lamp to simmer for a thousand years as a punishment?"
The old man gave orders in a deep voice.
After all, the aura on Lu Yu's body was only at the peak of the void, and was still a little far from the half-step heavenly realm. Whether it was because of their status or other reasons, anyway, these powerful people in the underworld were not prepared to take action personally.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy aura all over his body rose into the air and stood in front of Lu Yi.
The man wore a grey dragon-python battle robe inside and a full set of fish-scale soft armor outside. He had a lion-head belt around his waist, a pair of iron whips crossed on his back, and a Fang Tian Ji in his hand, looking like a secular military general.
He looked at Lu Yu and waved at him contemptuously: "Come here, young man. This credit goes to Yin Sansheng."
Below, at the gates of many palaces, many disciples of the Underworld showed expressions of regret - they only hated themselves for being too slow, and the credit was about to be taken by Yin Sansheng!
The strange thing is that none of these disciples from the Underworld were worried, anxious, uneasy, or doubtful... Looking at their expressions, they looked completely relaxed and happy, as if as long as Yin Sansheng took action, he would be able to capture Lu Yi alive, and then skin him alive according to their wishes.
Lu Yi felt a little cautious.
Evil monk, it is hard to say that there are any strange methods that Lu Yi's strong body cannot resist. For example, some vicious curses, such as the "Seven Arrows Book" in Lu Yi's memory, do you dare to say that there is no sect in Yuanlingtian that has similar vicious curses?
So, Lu Yi slapped his head, and with a "hum" sound, the Xuanyuan Yiqi Taiyue Tower gushed out and hovered above Lu Yi's head. Wisps of misty earthy air carrying crystal starlight rolled down and enveloped Lu Yi's whole body.
The Vajra Lotus Throne appeared at the feet of Lu Yi, with layers of Buddha's light and flames, transforming into a fiery shrine that wrapped Lu Yi in the middle.
With two precious treasures protecting him, Lu Yi’s sense of security increased greatly.
He looked at Yin Sansheng and smiled, "Please help me, fellow Taoist!"
Yin Sansheng looked at the two treasures that Lu Yi had offered with a strange look in his eyes, then he laughed out loud, and then his body shook and turned into nine identical clones - Lu Yi observed with the wisdom of Buddhism that the nine clones had exactly the same aura and the same body composition.
This is actually an extremely advanced technique of creating clones. The power of the nine clones is exactly the same as that of the original body, without any difference at all!
Lu Yu's eyes suddenly lit up.
The foundation of the underworld is indeed extraordinary. In today's Yuanlingtian, I have never heard of any sect that can possess the art of splitting oneself into two bodies!
This clone technique can increase combat power by more than nine times at any time... If those muscle-bound guys in the Barbarian King Palace learn this clone technique, won't they be able to defy the heavens?
The clones split into nine, and each of Yin Sansheng's nine clones held a Fang Tian Ji in his hand!
Lu Yi swept his mind over and looked with his wise eyes. He found that the nine Fang Tian Ji were exactly the same, both in appearance and interior. They were all acquired spiritual treasures of the fourth level of the Other Shore Realm, and their power and strength were exactly the same.
Behind them, Lu Yu and others all had bright eyes.
Here they come again... Nine clones, nine identical acquired spiritual treasures. The clone technique is a small matter, but these spiritual treasures appear in sets. This underworld is really a big problem!
Yin Sansheng laughed continuously, and his nine clones actually formed a small Nine Palace Battle Formation, turning into afterimages and rushing towards Lu Yu. While swinging his long halberd and stabbing rapidly, Yin Sansheng even spit out Yin Feng phosphorus fire from his mouth, turning into Yin thunder and striking at Lu Yu.
The Fang Tian Ji slashed down and landed on the thick earth energy released by the Taiyue Tower, and ripples were seen on the thick yellow earth energy!
Lu Yi pursed his lips.
Just a little ripple?
The destructive power is like a child throwing three or five pebbles into the sword washing pool outside the gate of Jiancheng!
The Sword Washing Pond, which is hundreds of thousands of miles in radius, has only ripples caused by your three or five pebbles. That's the level of yours.
That’s it?
That’s it?
Lu Yu blinked and looked at the Yin Thunder spewed out by Yin Sansheng again.
This should also be an extremely powerful thunder method from the underworld. The Yin Thunder is silent, and its speed of breaking through the air is extremely fast. Only a ray of gray-white light flashed, and the Yin Thunder touched the flaming shrine emitted from the lotus seat of Vajra, and exploded silently.
Strands of evil power are madly corroding, and there is also phosphorous fire burning. If an ordinary cultivator is hit, the poisonous phosphorous fire will burn directly into the bone marrow. No matter how powerful your cultivation is, you will be burned to death in the blink of an eye.
But the Vajra Lotus Throne remained motionless.
The Taiyue Pagoda gave a little ripple feedback, but the Vajra Lotus Seat was too lazy to move. The killing power of this Yin Lei was very strong, enough to severely injure ordinary cultivators in the Zhaoxu Realm, but... for Lu Yu now, this killing power was really not enough!
Lu Yi shook his head and took action immediately.
The Flying Bear Spear tore through the void, and the shrill sound of breaking through the air resounded throughout the body. A flash of cold light flashed by, and Yin Sansheng's nine clones were stabbed in the center of their eyebrows at the same time. With a "pop", their heads exploded, and their souls were blown to pieces by the wisps of wind.
Yin Sansheng's body turned into wisps of dark wind and dissipated, and was swept away by the golden light emitted from the Vajra Lotus Seat. These dark winds quickly turned into gentle breezes that blew in his face, leaving no residue at all.
Nine halberds, eighteen iron whips, and nine sets of fish-scale soft armor were neatly suspended in front of Lu Yi.
Lu Yi waved his sleeves, and the nine sets of spiritual treasures flew out at the same time: "Ah Hu, keep them carefully. After refining them, these treasures will be just right for you to use!"
When Lu Yi said this, his heart beat faster.
If every disciple of the Hades had the same nine sets of treasures as Yin Sansheng... today, he would be making a fortune!
Even if there are not many elite disciples like Yin Sansheng who have practiced the art of clones...if there are three to five thousand of them, how many sets of spiritual treasures would that be?
This, this...
Lu Yi believed that if he spread what he saw and heard today and let other sects in Yuanlingtian know about the current status and financial strength of the Underworld, the war against Jishengtian would be suspended. All sects would have to catch the Underworld and eat it alive, even if they had to dig thousands of miles underground!
"Don't let our disciples die... let's get someone who can make the decision." Lu Yi looked at the Hades elder who had just spoken, who was wearing the imperial robes, with a fiery gaze: "I think fighting and killing is meaningless. How about we sit down and have a good talk?"
The elder of the underworld wearing a royal robe frowned slightly and snorted coldly: "All disciples, listen to my order, kill you!"
A loud roar was heard, and the giant pythons on the eighty-one metal pillars around the square rose into the air at the same time, turning into huge monsters a thousand feet long, spewing out evil winds and air, and rushed straight towards the formation set up by Lu Yi and others.
In front of the palace gates, countless disciples of the Underworld seemed to have been injected with a tube of chicken blood at the same time. They rose into the air with gleaming eyes and rushed towards Lu Yi and the large formation behind Lu Yi.
Banners were waving, orbs were flying, swords were flying, and mountains were crushed...
When these disciples of the Underworld took action, they each held several acquired spiritual treasures and smashed things around. The noise made Lu Yu's scalp tingle!
Just look at the disciples from the Underworld that appeared before us. Their number is more than a million.
They each have three or five acquired spiritual treasures... this, this...
Even in the Sword Sect, which is the best in the world today, only the twenty to thirty most outstanding and elite seed-level disciples will be rewarded with a spiritual treasure-level flying sword every year!
And this underworld... there is something very strange about this underworld!
Fortunately, these disciples of the Underworld had obviously not received any formal combat training.
The Taoist soldiers behind Lu Yi, the disciples of the Blood River Sect, the army of the Blood Spirit Immortal Dynasty, and even those disciples of the Nine Yin Sect, they were all on high alert, forming a strictly regulated expeditionary formation to prepare for a fight.
The average cultivation level of these Hades disciples is one to two realms higher than that of the people brought by Lu Yu. As far as Lu Yu has seen, among these Hades disciples, none of them has a cultivation level below the Golden Lotus Opening realm!
But they rushed up in a disorderly manner like a group of thugs in a street fight.
There is no cooperation between them!
Lu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand forward, and shouted sternly: "Kill!"
