Chapter 60: The Honored One

Wu Pifu carried the two and pierced directly through the sea of fire. After landing, he put the two down and held ten or so metal beads in his hand again.

From the moment the three erupted and threw the N5 bombs to the moment the Ghost Fan Tower collapsed, it took less than a minute.

The cultivators around the Ghost Fan Tower were still in a daze, completely unaware of what had happened. Although dozens of cultivators had been directly evaporated, these cultivators did not flee, but stood on the spot and continued to watch, looking like prairie gophers.

This is the silly look of people in ancient society who have not been hit by thermal weapons. Hearing the explosion and seeing the fire, they still dare to stand on the spot and eat melons?

After Wu Pifu stood up, he sprinkled beans around. Since they liked eating melons so much, they could eat enough at once.

Suddenly, a series of terrifying light and heat directly evaporated everything around.

Wu Pifu was actually full of shock in his heart.

This kind of N5 bomb was completely different from the grenades or explosives he knew.

This was not relying on metal fragments to increase power, nor was it relying on the vibration of the explosion to destroy objects. This was a damn high-tech bomb. What directly erupted was a twenty-square-meter plasma plasma reaction.

This was why Wu Pifu mentioned earlier that this kind of bomb directly blew up twenty square meters, and the affected range was not twenty square meters, because this was really twenty square meters directly gone!

In a series of energy dissipation and evaporation, all buildings in this underground cavity were almost completely cleared.

But what surprised the three was that there were still living people, and not just one or two. After such a terrifying carpet bombing, there were still dozens of cultivators alive. Not only in the Ghost Fan Tower, but also among the cultivators setting up stalls outside.

However, the state of these cultivators was very miserable. Basically, being smashed to pieces was better than them. Some turned into broken flesh, some turned into a human skin, some only had a head plus a section of spine, and some only had virtual shadows. This scene looked like a hundred ghosts walking at night at first glance.

At this time, Xu Shilan and Amida also stood up. The three looked at each other, and then all smiled ferociously, starting to throw "Pure Yang Immortal Thunder" at the dozens of surviving cultivators.

There was no need to think. The cultivators who could survive the N5 bomb carpet bombing were almost all veteran demon monsters. If they were allowed to escape, they would be the ones with endless troubles.

And these incomplete cultivators basically flew away. This naturally could not stop the N5 bombs that could be thrown. One thumb-sized bead was easily thrown into the air, and then directly annihilated and erased the rock layer above their heads, revealing the night sky outside.

Because this was not the destruction caused by the explosion vibration, the destruction to the geological structure was not strong. But the light of the green flame plasma was very conspicuous in the night, like a small sun appearing on the edge of the dark city.

A round of bombing ended, and there were still a few cultivators who didn't die. The remaining fragments fell to the ground, but they all wanted to crawl and escape.

Half a piece of human skin fell near the three. It was the cultivator named Huang Yaoyan. She only had half a face left, and it was already charred black, but it still seemed to have vitality.

The charred hollow mouth opened and closed, and a gloomy and noisy sound rang out.

"……Sister, it's not that I'm cruel. To practice this Painted Skin Qing method, you must have twins of the same bloodline, take one person's skin to wrap the body, and then invade……"

"……Sister, it hurts, sister, it hurts so much……"

"……Sister……"

The human skin suddenly shattered inch by inch. Xu Shilan and Amida could not see the deeper things, but Wu Pifu could see it. He saw a woman without skin, wrapped in a female human skin, and the two entangled and dissipated.

The three didn't speak, but began to throw N5 bombs at the squirming remains on the ground. Just then, a voice rang out on a lump of flesh: "Spare my life, Immortal Elder, spare my life, I know where the Ghost Fan Tower Master is!"

Another broken porcelain piece, with some broken flesh wrapped behind it, also shouted: "I know too, spare my life, I know too!!"

The three looked at each other again and tacitly avoided these two deformed lumps of flesh. Listening to the voices, it seemed to be the Vase Hand Jiang Xianzhi and the Corpse Raiser Yang Muyi from before. Sure enough, the people who came out to receive them were all facade-level powerhouses.

And the remaining fragments, flesh, and various objects began to wail for mercy, but the three didn't care about them, and they were all carpet-bombed with bombs. Regardless of whether they were the ancestors of the demon path or the old monsters of the evil path, all living beings were equal under N5, and they were all completely turned into ashes.

The flesh and porcelain pieces were squirming and healing rapidly at this time, but they only grew two heads, and there was nothing under the heads. And these two heads looked at each other, and both saw unparalleled horror in each other's eyes.

Fuck the immortal family's objects being hard to get!

Fuck the trump cards given by the elders being scarce!

From the moment the Ghost Fan Tower was blown up until now, these three had thrown at least three hundred Pure Yang Immortal Thunders. Could this still be called scarce?

It's enough to take a bath!

The two naturally didn't know the meaning of the arms dealer's arms depot, but at this time, the same thought arose in both of their minds.

Could it be that the elders of these three were the gods of the Thunder Department of the legendary Immortal Realm Heavenly Court?

Otherwise, how could they have so many thunder beads?

If they had known earlier, which idiot would go to provoke these immortal second generations?

Are they here to experience? No, they are here to play with mortals like them!!

The two were cursing in their hearts, but they could only smile on their faces, looking at the three people surrounding them flatteringly.

"Speak, where is the Ghost Fan Tower Master." Wu Pifu asked first.

Both heads were silent. Jiang Xianzhi suddenly said: "Immortal Elder, can you first set……" Wu Pifu didn't even listen to his words, directly reached out and lifted his head, his Qi and blood energy erupted simultaneously. Although his palm was also corroding, the head was also burning, and as the two grew, the burning speed of this head was countless times faster than the corrosion speed of the palm.

"Spare my life, spare……"

Wu Pifu looked at Yang Muyi's head on the ground again. Yang Muyi shouted in horror: "Spare my life, I am willing to be the slave of the Immortal Elder, I really dare not say, the Tower Master has detained our souls. Once I say it, I will die immediately, spare my life, spare my life!!"

Xu Shilan and Amida watched and listened. Amida laughed: "If you don't say it, you will die on the spot. If you say it, you might survive. So do you want to gamble?"

Yang Muyi just shook his head with a pale face.

Wu Pifu looked at Yang Muyi carefully, and then at the charred head in his hand. He sneered, then reached into his neck, took out the Huang Lian fragment, held it in his hand, and then concentrated his attention to look at these two heads.

Wu Pifu also roughly discovered that the strength of his inspiration was related to the degree of his concentration. The more concentrated he was, and the more he wanted to see the "truth" in his mind, the more his inspiration would explore the deeper truth.

At this time, he concentrated his attention, and together with the Huang Lian fragment stuck in his palm, this was also the effect of the Huang Lian fragment he recently discovered. The larger the contact area with his body, the stronger the effect of the Huang Lian fragment he could exert.

As his inspiration was exerted and the Huang Lian fragment was completely attached to his palm, he saw a deeper "truth". It was two virtual shadows, the virtual shadows of the burning head in his hand and the head on the ground, which were two human shapes. The virtual shadow of the burning head in his hand had already begun to dissipate, while the virtual shadow of the head on the ground was still complete.

This is the soul.

!

Wu Pifu roughly guessed. He concentrated and looked at these two souls, and saw that these two souls were indeed partially incomplete, and then a line extended from the incomplete part to the distance. His eyes followed the line and looked over. The line fell directly under the ruins of the burning Ghost Fan Tower in the distance.

Xu Shilan and Amida also looked at the underground along Wu Pifu's gaze. At the same time, the charcoal head in Wu Pifu's hand and the head healing on the ground wailed at the same time. Both heads shattered at the same time. In Wu Pifu's eyes, the two incomplete souls were directly destroyed by some force.

The three looked at each other and raised the N5 bombs in their hands at the same time.

Just then, a low voice rang out in the entire underground space.

"How dare you, juniors!?"

"Too much bullying, destroying my building, killing my disciples, now do you want to destroy this Dao field of mine too?"

At the same time as this voice appeared, the ground where the Ghost Fan Tower collapsed suddenly bulged, and a huge human face made of rock emerged. This big face was seven or eight meters long, and its mouth, ears, nose, and eyes all emitted green phosphorus fire light. As soon as it stood up from the ground, the three felt cold all over, gusts of Yin wind blew, and a chill deep into the bone marrow rushed toward them.

Except for Wu Pifu, Amida and Xu Shilan actually felt stiff and unable to move.

This face made a sound: "Juniors, this Honored One is……"

Facing them were hundreds of "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders" thrown over.

This face didn't even have time to make more movements. Seeing hundreds of "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders" bombing directly, it was so scared that its soul was flying away. Its mouth opened wide, and countless ghosts, remnant souls, and ghosts visible to the naked eye turned into a green torrent, rushing out, fixing these hundreds of "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders" at a position two or three meters away from the human face.

"Juniors, if your elders came, it would be fine. This Honored One is……"

The human face showed a mocking and lucky smile, but the next moment, all the "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders" erupted. The green light flame turned into plasma, and then into spherical plasma. All ghosts, remnant souls, and ghosts disappeared, and everything touched was directly annihilated. More than half of the huge human face was burned through.

Terrifying wailing resounded through the entire underground, and even this cavity was shaking violently, as if something terrifying was surging from under the original Ghost Fan Tower.

The three of them looked at each other, saying nothing, only beginning to pull handful after handful of N5 bombs from their pockets, then tossing them one after another toward the remains of the person's face and the area connected below it.

Another hundred or so "Pure Yang Immortal Thunders", this human face completely disappeared, and the shaking of the entire cave cavity was strongly suppressed.

The three still didn't stop, and took out a large number of N5 bombs again, and continued to bomb.

Lack of firepower for all sources of terror, this point was the same in the Third War and the Fourth War. Otherwise, how could the entire solar system be beaten to pieces?

If you can blow up a planet, who the hell is still playing with fine scalpel manipulation in the enemy pile!

After a round of bombing, the three subconsciously continued to take out N5 bombs from their pockets, and then the gloomy ghost voice rang out again: "This Honored One…… spare my life! Immortal Elder, spare my life, this old man, no, this little person didn't mean to offend the immortal face, spare my life!!"

Originally a gloomy ghost tone, the voice became more and more normal and more and more miserable as it went on.

This miserable voice traveled far through the rock layer cavity above, resounding through half of Bianliang City.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 61 =====