After My Favorability Level Is Up to the Top

Chapter 285

Chapter 285 - The Messenger of the Sea Slicing Tower Has Arrived!

“Evil demon, die!”

In an instant, the sword light in Vast Nether Hall Master's hand cut through the smoke and dust. With great power, the Spiritual Energy rushed towards the two of them like a tidal wave.

In the middle of this sword light, it was as if it contained the entire world. After crossing time and time, it condensed into a sword scar that streaked across the sky. It actually caused the plants in the surroundings to wither in an instant and rapidly expand to a hundred li radius. In an instant, his life force was cut off.

“Whoosh!”

Vast Nether Hall Master struck out with his sword, and his gaze when looking at Wu Tianzong and Ah Du Ru was like a bolt of lightning, and it was filled with killing intent. The Spiritual Energy around his body surged, and his imposing aura was abundant as he spoke in a low voice.

“A thousand years of Spring and Autumn have passed, and a hundred years of the sun and moon have changed the new sky.

There will always be a lonely time in the world, and I will fill my cup with white dew. “

“Not good, it's the twenty-fourth sword!” Wu Tianzong's expression suddenly changed. His hands formed the Acala Seal, and his bronze-colored skin instantly emitted a dazzling golden light. His entire body seemed to be cast from iron, and his eyes were wide open. He was like a furious Vajra, but his eyes were pitch-black and evil because of the Devil Cult's cultivation technique. It distorted his Buddhist nature once again.

The golden light emitted from his body condensed into a barrier in midair. It was as solid as a boulder, blocking all the sharp sword qi that swept over, leaving behind traces of sword scars.

But even so, it was still unable to block Vast Nether Hall Master's sword attack.

On the sword mark, the will of time penetrated and carved, instantly disintegrating the Acala Seal and creating cracks.

Wu Tian Zong's expression became even uglier, but the giant snake on his shoulder wasn't simple either. It was a living poison refined by the Devil Cult's Poison Sect, nourished by flesh and blood. The more man-eating people there were, the stronger the poison. At this moment, Wu Tian Zong stretched out his hand and grabbed it. He threw it at Vast Nether Hall Master.

“Ssss!” The giant snake opened its mouth, and a thick black poisonous arrow shot out from its white tusks.

At the same time, that “Scorpion Beauty” Ah Duru finally made her move. Amidst her charming and charming laughter, she took out a red sandalwood lute decorated with screw patterns, and she pulled five strings with her hand, causing them to ring loudly.

The beauty twisted her waist lightly. That scorpion tail coordinated with the joints, and the cracking sound carried a strange and powerful demonic nature. It was sufficient to cause those with insufficient cultivation to instantly bleed from their eyes, nose, and mouth, and cause their facial features to explode and die.

However, Vast Nether Hall Master laughed coldly. “Using such an insignificant skill to deal with a person from Jade Void, isn't it a little too stupid?”

The Soaring Wisdom Sect's cultivation technique was called Soaring, Scroll of the Burning Sun, and it focused on stabilizing one's heart the most. Such a rhythmic attack that disturbed one's mind could only slightly stimulate one's Qi and blood. It was as if a punch had landed on cotton, without any feedback. It was purely a waste of strength.

He struck out with his long sword again. The edge of the sword was sharp and sharp. It was completely different from the sword intent that was like a spring breeze and rain just now. Like a fierce winter wind, the whip suddenly arrived. With a swoosh, it broke through the air and shattered the lute sound of Ah Du in an instant!

“Puff!” Adu spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. He rolled three times on the ground, but the corners of his mouth curled up into a trace of a fierce smile.

She turned her body and fell to the ground. At the moment, she twisted her waist and swung her scorpion tail. A long, dark blue needle quietly shot out.

At this moment, Vast Nether Hall Master was silently chanting the protection spell, “Clear Wind Moon,” to melt the poisonous arrow. He was caught off guard, and the poisonous needle that gathered Ah Du's power broke through his protective spiritual energy and nailed him to his shoulder.

His expression changed drastically. He covered the wound on his shoulder, and immediately used the Spiritual Energy to search for it. However, he found that the poisonous needle had disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no trace of it.

After Ah Doru shot out the poisonous needle, she fell to the ground. She no longer had the strength to fight. Seeing that his expression was ugly, he laughed and mocked, “Hehehehe… Who was the real idiot? When we came to deal with you, we had naturally researched your personality. Arrogance is your biggest weakness!”

Vast Nether Hall Master stared at her with a cold gaze. In a battle, he only wanted an instant of weakness. This was a group of lunatics from the devil religion! Yet, they had succeeded!

The Spiritual Energy on his body had already started to become chaotic, and his body had started to become numb. Although it was much weaker than the poisonous fog that Xu Xinhong had transformed into, it was still not to be underestimated.

Wu Tianzong laughed loudly. “Hahahaha! Zhi Chunqiu, you have been poisoned by the Dark Nether Marrow Devouring Poison. Remove the arm of the Soaring Wisdom Sect, and the three of us will die without regrets. Holy Cult will thrive! The Holy Cult will be happy! Hahaha! Wu!”

He was laughing halfway when Vast Nether Hall Master stabbed him in the chest again. In an instant, his body was broken, and the golden light dimmed, and his skin instantly relaxed. Then, his face aged, his body withered, and he gradually aged. He weakly struggled, but in the end, he could only helplessly stare at the sky and stop breathing.

“Pata.” The abandoned disciple of the Twin Ridge Temple fell to the ground and died, while that Ah Du had long stopped breathing.

Vast Nether Hall Master let out a cold snort. With a flick of his sleeve, he turned the corpses of these two men into ashes. Suddenly, his face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blue blood.

“Dark Nether Marrow Devouring…” His expression was uncertain. He sat down and meditated. At the same time, he called for the disciples in the hall to come.

The surroundings were in a mess, and there were traces of battle everywhere.

The second floor of the Jade Void Mountain had almost been turned into ruins by the fierce attacks of the Devil Cult, and a large number of disciples were held in the hands of the Devil Cult as hostages. Using this as a threat had caused the Soaring Wisdom Sect to be restrained. In the end, the matter had dragged on for a long time.

However, although the three Physical Integration Period experts were strong, they didn't just force the Soaring Wisdom Sect into such a situation. Most of the reason was because the three palaces were stalling for time.

Originally, they hoped that the matter would be resolved as soon as possible. After all, the most important thing was to arrest Song Na and Guo Fan, and continue the ceremony of imparting knowledge to the Devil Clan.

However, for some reason, the formation of the second layer had lost its effectiveness, and the seven major sects had collectively impeached it. The Soul Haunt Ship had come to investigate, and after the series of events that had happened, the Soaring Wisdom Sect had no choice but to put themselves in a ‘fight' with the devil religion.

But even so, the people of those sects actually said that they were all righteous, and we can't just sit idly by and do nothing. We will immediately move out and send someone to help!

Those people from those big sects who came to ‘help' had just arrived at Mount Yuxu yesterday and were settled down. But no matter how one looked at it, they were just here to watch and joke, and didn't help at all.

They naturally knew very well that the Soaring Wisdom Sect's refusal to make a move after so long was because they had a guilty conscience.

Vast Nether Hall Master finally decided to make a move this time. He came with the intention of “mutual destruction” with the three of them, and wanted to delay it for a while longer. But who would have thought that these people of the devil religion would suddenly become so decisive that they would launch a suicide attack? Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, he had also provoked them.

Now that the three of them had died, the conflict between the Soaring Wisdom Sect and the Devil Cult had disappeared. He had to face the doubts of those few sects regarding Song Na…

Vast Nether Hall Master frowned. He was filled with resentment in his heart when he heard a voice beside his ear. He opened his eyes abruptly and saw a crowd of people gathered in front of him.

In order to treat his injuries and suppress the spread of the poison, he didn't use his Divine Sense to investigate. That was why he realized that these people had been here for a long time.

But then, Vast Nether Hall Master was stunned because it wasn't just the people from the Vast Nether Hall, but also the people from the other palaces. The unconscious Song Ru was being helped up by Old Man Eyun to treat her injuries. Other than that, there were also people from other sects!

Fishtree Family, Profound Yin Family, Blistook Pavilion, Sword Pavilion and Delicate River Sect. At a glance, the Green Mountain actually had the grand occasion of the battle in Weeping Ghost Gorge when they were besieging the devil religion. It was very lively. No one knew when, but they had all gathered on the second floor of Mount Yuxu.

Vast Nether Hall Master was stunned once again. Weren't all the people of these sects staying in the guest rooms on the summit of Mount Yuxu? Why did they all come down?

“Palace Master, you are awake!”

Someone called out from the side. Then, a large group of people gathered around, asking Vast Nether Hall Master about his injuries and praising him.

He held back his surging blood and Qi. His chest was extremely stuffy. He raised his hand to silence them and said, “What's going on? Why are they all down here?”

The person beside him was his disciple. He had been wanting to say something but stopped himself just now. He immediately said, “Palace Master, the Rotten River Tower suddenly said that they would send an emissary here! Furthermore, they have already arrived! “

“Rotten River Tower?” Vast Nether Hall Master suspected that he had been poisoned too deeply, and that there was something wrong with his ears.

The lively crowd of the various sects suddenly separated. A hunchback wearing a black cloak held a walking stick in his hand. His exposed hand was covered with silver and blue scales, and he had no idea when he had appeared there. He emitted a terrifying aura that caused everyone's expressions to change.

Vast Nether Hall Master couldn't care less about his injuries. He suddenly stood up, and his pupils shrank. “Tribulation Passing Stage?!”