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As he thought about it, a square wooden box about the height of his forearm appeared in the air in front of him.
boom!
The wooden box exploded, and a large amount of jade dew beads scattered and floated.
Black smoke with silver highlights quickly enveloped the area, and the power of the Five Dragon Qi was activated, and the crystal jade dew instantly turned into powder and dissipated.
At the same time, rich essence poured into the body, the Yin spirit power began to slowly generate and replenish, and the shaky water ball of the Wangchuan River in the distance gradually stabilized.
"Not enough, not enough. It's far from enough." Chen Mu frowned.
The box of Jade Dew Beads he had earlier was all he had in stock. All other energy-recovering elixirs and food had been used up in the past five days of fighting.
In a quarter of an hour at most, Li Wuyou would break free from the water ball. The divine power restored by the box of jade dew beads would not be able to support him to fight again.
"Mathematics, mathematics, you have to rely on some skills this time."
As he thought about it, the dry thatch at his feet was cut off at the roots and flew up to his eyes.
The Qi Ban Baili was activated, like a pair of invisible hands, flexibly tying and arranging the thatch, and all kinds of data emerged in his mind.
"Fifty miles to the southeast, where are the strange monsters?"
Chen Mu was delighted, and he immediately pulled the weeds and tied them into knots to calculate again.
After a moment, he couldn't help but smile: "I calculated ten times in a row, and seven of them pointed to the same place."
"There is always a way out!"
Glancing at Li Wuyou in the water ball, Chen Mu took a deep breath, then injected most of his Yin Ling divine power into the water ball to maintain the Huangquan Yin, while he used all his strength to activate the Yin Feng Dun and soar into the sky.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the location calculated was already in sight. The thick white fog was clearly visible from five or six miles away. It was the scene that only appeared when a strange monster appeared.
As if sensing Chen Mu's approach, the huge fog mass that connected the sky and the earth rolled and surged rapidly.
ooh ooh...
Accompanied by a roar, a monkey monster with three heads and six arms, more than ten stories tall, and covered with exposed bright red flesh, rushed out, and its six millstone-sized scarlet eyes stared at Chen Mu.
The fierce aura was overwhelming, and Chen Mu's hair stood up instinctively, but he was not surprised but happy.
Five Dragon Dharma Images!
boom!
Five ferocious dragon heads as tall as three-story buildings suddenly appeared and rushed in front of the monkey monster in the blink of an eye.
puff!
At the moment of collision, the two arms and one head of the monkey monster were torn off by the dragon head.
The monkey monster roared loudly and smashed the dragon heads with its four arms. The two dragon heads that looked like they were made of black colored glass were instantly smashed into pieces and disappeared into a cloud of smoke.
But in just a blink of an eye, the disappeared dragon head reappeared, accompanied by a series of high-spirited roars, easily tearing the monkey monster's body that seemed to be cast in steel into pieces.
In just a few breaths, the huge monster as big as a mountain was torn into pieces and swallowed up by the Five Dragons.
boom!
There was a muffled explosion, air waves rolled, and thick white smoke spread.
Chen Mu's tattered clothes were suddenly blown away, and countless Yinming insects fled in all directions like a flock of sheep.
Without caring about the regret of losing half of the monster's corpse, Chen Mu immediately urged the five dragons to merge into one.
The five huge dragon heads immediately turned into gray-white smoke and dissipated, but black smoke suddenly appeared around Chen Mu.
hum!
A powerful aura suddenly spread to the surroundings, a huge amount of essence poured into the body, and the Yin spirit power that was about to be exhausted continued to emerge.
By the time the phantom of the Wangchuan River was lured out by the Yinming Worm, Chen Mu's Yin Ling's divine power had completely recovered, and the fatigue and weakness brought by five days of fighting had also disappeared.
But before he could be happy for long, he felt a familiar malicious gaze.
Chen Mu turned around expressionlessly and looked. Sure enough, on the top of a small hill three miles away, the smiling Li Wuyou appeared again.
"The ghost is still there!" Chen Mu said with a cold expression.
"But... didn't they always attack from close range before? Why this time..."
He looked at the slowly disappearing shadow of the Wangchuan River, then looked at Li Wuyou on the distant hill, and immediately smiled.
"So you're afraid of the Lethe River, ha!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 510 Resistance
The East Garden of the Feng'an City Lord's Mansion.
On the corridor outside the door, Lu Liang sat behind a long desk, lost in thought.
Accompanied by the sound of subtle footsteps, a scholar in white clothes with a strange and fake smile appeared in the withered bamboo forest at the edge of the courtyard.
King Wuyou!
Lu's whole body trembled, and the spiritual power in his body became restless.
"Master, don't be impulsive." Lu Shisan, who was sitting opposite, quickly stood up to dissuade him: "King Wuyou is easy to kill, but if you kill one, you will be entangled by countless clones of King Wuyou."
"If we really do that, we will really fall into the trap set by the Lord of Qingyang City!"
After saying that, he waved his hands quickly without waiting for Lu Liang to respond.
Immediately, a black-armored ghost soldier suddenly appeared beside Li Wuyou. He kicked the other party out of the courtyard and rushed out as well.
Accompanied by the sound of fighting that was getting farther and farther away, the ghost soldier and Li Wuyou quickly disappeared away from the City Lord's Mansion.
Lu Liang's face trembled, and he clenched his fist fiercely: "Damn you old bastard Xiao!"
After a long while, he regained his composure and asked, "Any news about the group of ghost soldiers that were sent away using Huangquan Ferry?"
Lu Shisan shook his head grimly: "There are 108 people in the 12 groups, and there is no news at all."
"Not even one?" Lu Liang couldn't believe it.
Lu Shisan nodded with a serious expression: "I'm afraid he was either intercepted by Qingyang City or killed by King Wuyou."
"Has Feng'an City become an isolated city that people can enter but cannot leave?" Lu Liang's face was gloomy.
Lu Shisan nodded with an unpleasant expression: "With the Dongji Changsheng Sutra, most of the people in the city have already mastered the Three Paths Curse."
"But the aura of the Forgotten River brought by the Three Paths Curse can only temporarily drive away King Wuyou, but it cannot stop him from killing."
"I'm afraid that only the might of the Yin God can drive it away. We can only delay time as much as possible and wait for the city lord."
"If we encounter it before then, we can only try our best to let the ghost soldiers lead it away."
As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by the sound of dead branches and leaves breaking, the white-clothed scholar Li Wuyou appeared again.
Lu Liang stood up with an unpleasant expression on his face: "If I can lure away one or two people, can I lure away thousands or tens of thousands?"
"I'm afraid my aura has been specially marked by Qingyang City. Even if I don't take any action, this thing will keep coming to me."
"How long can the 20,000 ghost soldiers of the Qianren Camp help me delay?"
“It is better to fight for life than to wait for death in fear.”
……
Ten days later, Feng'an City.
A palm-sized dry burdock leaf fluttered in the wind, flew over the city wall, and swirled down on the deserted street.
On the west gate wall.
The pale green flames fell from the sky like meteors.
boom!
A pit with a diameter of three meters appeared on the hard bluestone ground, and Li Wuyou, dressed in white, was lying in the middle of the pit.
His head fell limply on his left shoulder, his limbs were twisted and broken like a knot, his chest was sunken, and his whole body was seriously injured.
But even so, it still had a smile on its face and kept twitching and struggling.
The pale green Yin Fire roared, and Li Wuyou, who was trapped in it, was like a wax figure, slowly melting into thick blood, dripping onto the ground.
Lu Liang staggered back two steps, leaned against the city wall, and sat down: "This Wuyou King is becoming more and more difficult to kill. Old Ghost Xiao really deserves to die."
Lu Shisan also sat against the city wall with a dusty face: "Master, please don't rush to scold the Lord of Qingyang City."
"Can you turn down the Yin Fire so that the monster dies more slowly and I can catch my breath more?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Wuyou, who had been twitching and struggling just now, suddenly stopped moving, and then turned into ashes with a puff.
"This thing can actually understand human language?" Lu Liang was so angry that he laughed: "Uncle Thirteen, you can't blame me for this. He blew it up himself."
Lu Shisan couldn't help but grit his teeth: "Old Ghost Xiao really deserves to die!"
Before the two of them could recover, a figure in white appeared in front of them again.
"This damn thing wants to tire us to death." Lu Liang looked helpless, and tried to stand up by supporting himself with his hands on the wall behind him.
But when he saw Li Wuyou's figure clearly, he was suddenly frozen in place as if he were under a spell.
At this moment, Li Wuyou was still dressed in white, with a strange fake smile on his face. The difference was that there were wisps of bright red smoke surrounding him.
The smoke seemed soft and weak, but when it swept across the bluestone slabs at its feet, the tough city walls that could withstand the bombardment of the secret technique were instantly turned into powder!
Divine fetus Dharma image? !
Lu Liang's pupils shrank and he felt his whole body tense.
That red smoke was clearly a sight that only appeared when there was a Dharmakaya energy.
The newly appeared strange demon King Wuyou already possesses the power that only the divine fetus and the Yin spirit have.
This is a fundamental difference in strength. Even if he gathered the power of 20,000 Yin soldiers, he still couldn't resist!
Lu Liang smiled bitterly and sat down dejectedly on the ground: "Uncle Thirteen, I'm afraid we can't defend Feng'an City."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a black smoke came across the sky like a cannonball.