Chapter 1024: Flick of the Finger, Annihilate!

We've been waiting for you for a long time!

Qingqiu and Wuwo's expressions changed slightly.

Just because.

The several waves of oppressive force that fell from above the Abyss were too terrifying.

They were only at the half-step Wen Dao realm, but those several auras far surpassed them.

Wuwo frowned and said, "It's probably a six-star Wen Dao expert, maybe even a seven-star Wen Dao expert! We've fallen into a trap."

Boom boom boom!

The Abyss's spatial turbulence was chaotic; several figures slowly descended, their oppressive power as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea, not on the same level as Qingqiu and Wuwo.

Several people raised their hands and directly sealed the entrance above the Abyss.

A grey-robed old man stared fixedly at Qingqiu and said, "You are the daughter valued by Lord Sun Kong; he has long eyed you. I never expected you to actually dare to come to your door—truly you have become a delicacy."

Beside her, an ugly-faced old crone spoke, her wrinkles piled together like thousands of mountains and valleys, laughing with a sinister chill, she said to Wuwo, "Little bald donkey, you suit my taste. Originally Lord Sun Kong had already granted you death; as long as you follow me, this old one, I will surely preserve your life."

Wuwo silently chanted the sutra in his heart, "Om mani padme hum... Thus have I heard..."

Boom!

In his hand, the golden bowl shone brightly, ancient scriptures coiling around it, it flew out directly toward the old crone.

The old crone gave a heh laugh, dug out her ears, pulling out a lot of earwax, "What's the use of chanting these? If you don't chant, I hadn't realized, but it turns out my ears have grown cocoons."

Her rough large hand stretched out, suddenly turning into a giant claw, it clamped the bowl and squeezed hard.

Crack!

The golden bowl shattered directly into countless fragments, golden divine radiance burst and splashed.

Wuwo staggered slightly, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, "Pfft!"

He suffered a backlash!

The strength gap is too huge!

The old crone clapped her hands, "Give up struggling, that white-clad woman too. You two are indeed extraordinary talents, but your cultivation is too weak."

At this moment, Qingqiu looked at Wuwo and said, "Senior brother, shall I call you Master?"

Wuwo nodded, "Good."

Qingqiu looked toward the above of the Abyss and softly called, "Master."

Everyone was startled, "Huh? These two little traitors still have an old thief coming behind them; no wonder they dared to venture deep here! We didn't expect this."

The old crone gave a light snort, disdainfully saying, "When that old thief comes, we'll capture him together!"

"Who are you calling an old thief?"

Lu Xuan's voice echoed faintly between heaven and earth.

A hint of a soft smile appeared at the corner of Qingqiu's mouth.

After many days, hearing Master's voice again is truly wonderful.

Wuwo also smiled, "All right."

Boom!

Crack!

Void Rending!

Space twisted!

Lu Xuan, wearing a white robe, slowly walked out from the spatial rift, a faint divine radiance flowing over him, his visage veiled by a divine light, yet his white robe flowed freely, like a deity descending.

Behind them were Tie Xiaoqing and Tie Xiongqiong, carrying a big black pot; Tie Xiaoqing excitedly greeted Qingqiu and Wuwo, "I'll make you something delicious right away."

Hearing that, several strong ones looked puzzled.

Make something delicious?

This pretty little sis must think they don't exist!

But in the next instant, they were stunned.

Just because.

Tie Xiaoqing directly set up the big black pot above the Void, added a large amount of demonic spirit meat, and began to heat it.

Cooking smoke rose in wisps.

The old crone and others were full of black lines, "Oh my, what are you doing?"

No.

Are you really going to cook?

A black-robed old man suddenly frowned, pointing at the big black pot, his tone turning solemn, "Ill-intentioned visitors! Look at this big black pot—it is a supreme artifact!"

The old crone and others immediately went to inspect, instantly shocked.

This is a seven-star Wen Dao realm Spiritual Weapon!

Such a heaven-defying Spiritual Weapon, actually being used by this God-realm woman as a big black pot to cook?

Then this white-robed man must not be simple!

If such supreme treasures were in their hands, one could almost say they must be enshrined!

From this, the gap in their foundations compared to that white-robed man is evident!

Everyone, as if facing a great enemy, stared fixedly at Lu Xuan, feeling a surge of crisis in their hearts.

The black-robed old man wanted to probe Lu Xuan, but nothing could be uncovered; his astonishment grew, "Who exactly are you? We have Lord Sun Qinghou behind us!"

Lu Xuan calmly said, "Even if it's the Azure Abyss Emperor, what of it?"

He directly flicked his sleeve, a tremendously terrifying river of divine radiance fell down, towering over the black-robed old man's head; in an instant, heaven and earth trembled, the spatial turbulence within the Abyss turned directly into a gathering storm.

The black-robed old man bellowed, a black ancient treasure appeared in his hand—a cracked cauldron, bronze in color, covered with many depressions, exuding an ancient, time-worn aura.

In an instant, the broken cauldron swelled up, becoming toweringly high, suspended above his head.

The power of the heavy weapon was overbearing and rigid; the cauldron contained the aura of mountains and rivers, heavy as the stars, from which shot an overbearing force, still bronze-colored, turning into a cascade of azure light that fell, revealing killing intent.

"Boom!"

The azure light intertwined with Lu Xuan's divine radiance river, two terrifying forces colliding, erupting in a heaven-shaking, earth-shaking fluctuation, almost causing heaven to collapse and earth to sink.

But the next instant, the azure light began to dissipate, turning into ash that scattered in the wind.

"Pfft!"

The black-robed old man directly spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

Lu Xuan again struck down with a palm, transforming into a giant palm.

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in the broken cauldron above his head, and he directly suffered backlash, blood flowing from his seven orifices.

The black-robed old man's face filled with shock, he exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

This broken cauldron was obtained by him from an ancient secret realm; it had even slain an Eight-Star Wen Dao Realm cultivator, being indestructible, not only a supreme weapon of slaughter but also a heavy defensive armament—how could it be cracked by a white-robed man?

This person is invincible!

"Fellow Daoist, please hold back!"

The black-robed old man felt a pang of anguish; his five viscera and six bowels were impacted, beginning to churn turbulently.

Lu Xuan struck down again with a palm.

"Crack!"

The broken cauldron shattered completely; the black-robed old man let out a miserable scream, almost all his pores spurting blood, "Ah—ah—ah—ah—ah—"

His body fell backward, his vitality continually fading, fragments of the broken cauldron continually falling down.

"Boom!"

The black-robed old man died with eyes unclosed.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

That black-robed old man was the strongest ancestor of the Cangyan Empire, possessing this broken cauldron, unbeatable on this star, yet was directly slain by the white-robed man!

How can we fight now?

Suddenly, a green-clothed middle-aged man rushed toward Qingqiu and Wuwo, shouting, "Capture these two, or we are no match for that white-robed man!"

He had barely moved half a step when Lu Xuan flicked a finger, a thread of divine radiance shooting out directly.

"Sizzle!"

A blood hole appeared in the center of his brow.

The green-clothed man looked at Lu Xuan with shock, "You, you..."

His body then collapsed backward with a boom!

Instant kill!

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