Chapter 978: Solo Kill, Ao Cheng Scared Away

"Shoo..."

The highly toxic crimson long spear turned in the void, leaving a red tail line, and then blasted into the body of Friend Feng Xian who was fleeing.

Very fast!

Pierced right through.

In the void, another line of blood remained.

Following that, two huge, muffled sounds came, and the bodies of Loose Immortal Shen Mang and Loose Immortal Friend Feng Xian slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Enough..."

He He Pingsheng hurriedly communicated with Jin Ku: "Don't kill the third one, leave it for me to handle!"

"Good!" Jin Ku said: "If you can't kill him, I will strike again!"

"Can do!" He He Pingsheng waved his hand, directly putting the two huge corpses on the ground into his magic treasure space, and then looked at Loose Immortal Yuan Lu.

Daoist Yuan Lu had already run!

He couldn't initiate teleportation, because although teleportation could cross a distance of millions of miles at once, it required one or two breaths of casting time.

This time was enough for Gu Gu Miaochen behind him to blast him a hundred times.

So for Yuan Lu, first creating distance and then fleeing was the correct approach.

However, the next moment, He He Pingsheng performed a void dash and suddenly appeared on Yuan Lu's flight path.

He didn't hesitate at all, directly blasting a staff down at Yuan Lu.

Yuan Lu didn't have time to manifest a magic treasure for defense and could only temporarily expand the magic power in his body into an air shield.

But an air shield, while able to defend against ordinary Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators, was not enough for He He Pingsheng's full-force strike.

Bang...

In an instant, the air shield shattered directly.

Then the massive Primordial Purple Gold Staff slammed into Loose Immortal Yuan Lu's body.

Loose Immortal Yuan Lu's body was like a cannonball, blasted onto the ground at the foot of the Divine Mountain.

Creating a huge pit a hundred zhang in radius.

If it had landed on the ground of the Spirit Realm, ten thousand miles of land would have been shattered.

"Pfft... pfft, pfft..." Yuan Lu was blasted until he vomited blood, and only then did he realize he was wrong!

Wrong to the extreme!

He had thought He He Pingsheng's attack power was low and he could go up and pick the peaches.

Damn it, this dog thing was faking it.

"You deliberately tricked this old man..." Yuan Lu flashed and flew into the void, looking at He He Pingsheng in a rage: "You did it on purpose..."

"That's right!" A ferocious grin appeared on He He Pingsheng's face: "Take my punch..."

Boom...

Across a distance of a thousand zhang, He He Pingsheng threw a punch.

On that fist, five giant dragon phantoms of different colors flew out.

"Roar..."

The dragon roar shook the heavens.

The next moment, these five dragons merged into one, and then roared again.

This sound was like a Divine Dragon from the Immortal Realm descending, the sound of the dragon breath vast for hundreds of millions of miles.

The Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators of the Misty Mountain all felt a hint of the threat of death.

"So strong..." Loose Immortal Ao Cheng watched, his body trembling.

Then, the five-colored divine dragon crashed toward Daoist Yuan Lu.

"Open..." Daoist Yuan Lu would not sit and wait for death.

He couldn't leave, but he had enough time for defense.

Rumble...

A divine deer dharma image ten thousand zhang in size expanded, and a golden seal manifested a thick barrier.

This was his defense.

But it was useless!

The power of He He Pingsheng's Five True Dragon Punch strike was truly too tyrannical.

Bang...

The barrier supported by the jade seal collapsed directly.

Then, the power on the dragon fist did not dissipate, but blasted again onto Loose Immortal Yuan Lu's ten-thousand-zhang dharma image true body.

The dharma image shattered directly.

And the attack power of He He Pingsheng's dragon punch had not completely disappeared, the final force blasting onto Yuan Lu's main body.

Yuan Lu, who had just ascended into the void, was slammed into the ground once again.

Then another black shadow descended from the sky.

It was a massive black divine spear.

The sharp tip of the divine spear landed in the pit where smoke and dust were rolling.

Blood sprayed out.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone only saw a divine deer corpse a thousand zhang in size, lying in the pit and twitching constantly.

Yuan Lu, deceased!

He He Pingsheng didn't hesitate at all, waving his hand to take away Yuan Lu's corpse and send it into his magic treasure space.

Whew...

After everything was done, He He Pingsheng let out a deep breath.

The surrounding countless Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivators were stunned.

Beaten before, then instant counter-kill?

Even a dog would know it was faked before.

But everyone was shocked that He He Pingsheng, a mere Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, could actually slay three Loose Immortals?

This was too strong, right?

He He Pingsheng turned his head with some regret and glanced at the Dragon Clan.

Fishing just now, he originally wanted to catch the two Loose Immortals of the Dragon Clan together, but unfortunately, these two were too slippery.

But being glanced at by He He Pingsheng like this, Ao Cheng was already so scared that his liver and gallbladder were almost splitting.

Now, at this very moment, he knew that he was absolutely no match for He He Pingsheng.

If they fought, there was no chance of winning.

"Fellow Daoist... He..." Ao Cheng took a deep breath and stood up, completely devoid of his previous indifference. His body was tense, almost in a state of trembling as he said: "Fellow Daoist He, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's really... we truly don't want to participate in the disputes of the Spirit Realm. You also promised me, this old man, back then!"

He He Pingsheng nodded: "I naturally know your difficulties, Fellow Daoist Ao Cheng. It's just that I don't know, does your Dragon Clan's trip to Misty Mountain count as a dispute of the Spirit Realm?"

Asked like this, Ao Cheng was instantly speechless.

That's right!

You said you wouldn't participate in the disputes of the Spirit Realm, so what the hell are you doing coming to Misty Mountain to compete?

"Hey, hey, hey... this old man understands!"

"We will leave now..."

"Don't!" He He Pingsheng said: "It's not that I'm chasing you away... whether you want to go in or not is your freedom!"

Ao Cheng said: "I just remembered, it's better not to break this Heavenly Dao oath!"

"Wait!" Just as Ao Cheng and another Dragon Clan member flew into the void wanting to leave, He He Pingsheng suddenly called him back.

"Fellow Daoist He, what other instructions do you have?" Ao Cheng asked.

He He Pingsheng smiled: "This poor Daoist has been practicing recently and needs two hundred vats of Dragon Clan Loose Immortal essence blood. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Ao Cheng can lend me some? Don't worry, I will return what I borrow. When my divine art is perfected, I will return this essence blood to you!"

"Ah, this..."

Ao Cheng was about to cry.

Two hundred vats?

Is this a joke!

Are you trying to take my life?

But he didn't dare not to agree: "Good, good, good... Fellow Daoist He, I will go back and prepare first. When you finish at Misty Mountain, I will personally send the essence blood over!"

After speaking, Ao Cheng didn't look back and left directly.

"Sigh..." Beside Ao Cheng, the other Dragon Clan Loose Immortal Ao Feng sighed and said: "Big brother... not entering Misty Mountain this time, we have suffered a huge loss!"

"Loss my ass!" Ao Cheng said: "We should be rejoicing!"

"Rejoicing?" Ao Feng looked confused!

Ao Cheng said: "That He He Pingsheng clearly had the ability to kill Friend Feng Xian in one strike, why did he deliberately fake being unable to fight?"

Ao Feng said: "I naturally know this, he was doing it to lure Yuan Lu and Shen Mang into the trap!"

"No!" Ao Cheng said: "If this old man isn't mistaken, at the beginning, he was targeting the two of us!"

"And I can also confirm now, he wants the blood of Loose Immortals!"

"If the two of us hadn't left and continued to stay at Misty Mountain, guess what the consequences would have been?" ===== CHAPTER 979 =====