readsfreenovel Chapter 495 Mosquito Taoist Collapses the Universe Bag
Chapter 495 Mosquito Taoist Collapses the Universe Bag
Zhen Yuanzi, lying on the ground, frowned as he looked at the banner that still bore his name.
Just as he was about to activate the Earth Book for defense, he felt no power at all. He hesitated for a moment and then closed the Earth Book again.
They watched with great interest.
The Supreme Sage and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable did not move, watching the welcoming actions.
The Guide Daoist raised the Six Soul Banner, hoping to see how this so-called number one cursed soul banner in the Three Realms would severely injure the Tongtian Sect Leader.
"Tongtian, you've reaped what you sowed!"
After saying that,
Black mist emanated from the Six Souls Banner, its malevolent aura surging forth.
At the moment when the guide was most excited—Bang!
It exploded.
The Six Soul Banner exploded!
Zhunti Daoist was standing very close to Jieyin Daoist, and he never expected that the Six Soul Banner would self-destruct!
The two were blown to bits on the spot, their hair was whipped up, their Taoist robes were tattered and torn, and their exposed skin was charred black.
The guide exhaled a puff of black smoke, his eyes glazed over.
To everyone's surprise, the Six Soul Banner failed to harm the Tongtian Sect Leader, and instead exploded in his own hands.
He looked at the Tongtian Sect Leader, who seemed completely unsurprised, and his heart skipped a beat:
"Your Six Soul Banner isn't guaranteed to be authentic."
……
The Six Souls Banner truly fell down, revealing Yang Jiao inside.
She immediately got up, feeling weak from the exertion.
Yang Jiao looked around, but strangely, she didn't see any familiar faces. In particular, when she extended her divine sense outside the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, she couldn't find the Mosquito Daoist either. She muttered to herself:
"That shouldn't be the case; I didn't even see the mosquito first."
As she spoke, she began searching, and in doing so, she also opened her Boshan incense burner.
Looking at the piles of peaches, ginseng fruits, and nine-turn golden pills inside, I felt a sense of security.
Presumably, everyone has expended a lot of magical power for themselves, and Yang Jiao is happiest at this moment because she has enough good stuff.
"Give them a good boost."
……
Inside the Qiankun Bag.
Thousands of Taoist priests were bound inside. Yang Chan, having exhausted herself from using the Lotus Lantern to transfer the sacred power of Goddess Nuwa, suddenly fell backward.
Yang Jian hurriedly pulled her into his arms and called out anxiously:
"Chan'er!"
Master Yu Ding stood to one side, frowning as he looked at Yang Chan's pale lips:
"This child has exhausted her magical power. We need to get out of here quickly. If we have a Nine-Turn Golden Pill from a Supreme Saint, she can recover. If we delay, it may damage her cultivation foundation."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian hurriedly began to transfer his magic power to Yang Chan:
"Little sister, Chan'er, don't be afraid, your second brother is here."
Yang Jian himself was also in a state of depletion of magical power, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on transferring magical power to Yang Chan.
Master Yu Ding felt a pang of heartache seeing this. Hadn't they all exhausted too much of their magical power? For the sake of his disciple, he immediately risked the cultivation he had painstakingly regained, sacrificing the possibility of damaging his cultivation to get through the transition.
Kinnara stood on Yang Chan's other side, her worries even greater.
Without even realizing it, he raised his hand to transfer the magic to Yang Chan:
"Chan'er".
Yang Jian suddenly glanced at him, his lips moved, but in the end he said nothing, focusing on transferring the magic to Yang Chan.
Master Yu Ding said, his face showing no sign of relief:
"No, we need to find a way out as soon as possible."
Lu Ya Daoist, while channeling his magical power into Yang Chan, nodded in response:
"We can only wait for Bai Ze to come and rescue us."
Kong Xuan looked at the dark, dense Qiankun bag, a cloud of gloom settling over his heart. "Is fate truly unchangeable?"
Yang Jian angrily stood up, wielding his three-pointed, double-edged sword and wildly slashing at the contents of his Qiankun bag:
"What a piece of junk this bag is! We'll shred it to pieces!"
Yang Chan's face grew paler and paler, and for some reason, Kinnara felt increasingly uncertain, and the thought of burning the Qiankun Bag to ashes arose in his mind.
As soon as this thought arose, he vaguely sensed that some extreme darkness was calling to him.
It was a lotus platform with twelve petals, getting closer and closer to Kinnara's heart.
Mosquito Taoist stood silently to the side.
suddenly,
She sensed Yang Jiao's presence!
His body couldn't help but tremble:
"Yang Jiao, you're out."
Yang Jiao is out...
"I didn't see a mosquito on the first try."
Mosquito Taoist's eyes turned bloodshot, and the true nature of the primordial beast erupted at this moment.
Many of the demonic beasts in the Qiankun Bag were naturally afraid of those of higher rank than themselves, and for a moment they all huddled together tightly, looking at Mosquito Daoist in fear.
Lu Ya glanced at her and tried to grab Mosquito Daoist, but she dodged him.
"Mosquito? Wake up! Don't let your animalistic instincts take your mind!"
From the very beginning of their existence, demonic beasts have no intelligence, only the instinct to prey. If their nature suppresses their intelligence, then they will only be destroyed by the Heavenly Dao!
Kong Xuan also temporarily forgot his grief and stepped in to help:
“Mosquito Taoist, think about Yang Jiao. If you were to let your animalistic instincts control you, you would even kill Yang Jiao.”
"Yang Jiao?" A glimmer of clarity flashed in Mosquito Taoist's bewildered eyes.
Then, in an instant, they went even crazier.
His aura was so heavy that it carried the gloom unique to the Blood Sea.
Lu Ya, his voice hoarse, turned to look at Kong Xuan's blank face and asked:
"Big Peacock, why are you bringing up Yang Jiao?"
The aura emanating from the Mosquito Taoist was even colder.
Master Yu Ding gave Lu Ya a reproachful look and said:
“You know you shouldn’t mention Yang Jiao, yet you bring it up again.”
After saying that, he suddenly covered his mouth.
He looked at Mosquito Taoist with a slightly frightened expression.
At this moment, Mosquito Daoist's eyes were completely bloodshot, his head was slightly lowered, and he moved extremely fast, so fast that Kong Xuan and Lu Ya, the two quasi-saints, did not have time to react before he arrived at the edge of the Qiankun Bag.
She gently raised her hand, and in the blink of an eye, her true form appeared.
It was a black mosquito with blood wings.
It suddenly slammed into the Qiankun Bag.
A crackling sound rang out.
The Qiankun Bag, painstakingly crafted by the two saints Jieyin and Zhunti in conjunction with all the disciples of the Western Sect, actually shattered under the enraged mouth of the Mosquito Daoist.
Lu Ya swallowed hard, hid behind Kong Xuan, only revealing his head, and said with lingering surprise and indignation:
"These mosquitoes... they look like they could suck both of us dry..."
This is a Qiankun Bag! It's also blessed by the Six Pure Bamboos and the Seven Treasures Tree, two innate-level magic treasures of the Western Sect.
It was actually sucked apart by the Mosquito Taoist!
Lu Ya dared not believe that he was stronger than the Seven Treasures Tree.
The Mosquito Taoist widened the gap, creating enough space for her true form to exit, and then flew out directly from inside.
Lu Ya Daoist strode over, poked his finger at the hole, and light from outside shone in.
He turned to the crowd and said:
"The mosquitoes are so disloyal, they didn't make the hole bigger."
She's gone out, but there are still so many people here!
Kong Xuan stepped forward and examined the area for a while, then said:
“The gap has been opened; opening along this path shouldn’t be a problem.”
He and Lu Ya, who were at the highest cultivation levels, took on the task of breaking open the Qiankun Bag, while the others continued to transfer their magical power to Yang Chan.
Everyone was on edge, but fortunately, Yang Chan's curled eyelashes began to flutter.
"Chan'er?" Yang Jian called out.
Kinnara breathed a sigh of relief, his uneasy heart calmed down, and a smile finally appeared on his face.
Yang Chan slowly awoke, looking around in confusion at the large crowd surrounding her. Suddenly, she saw Yang Jian before her, and her eyes welled up with tears. She threw herself into Yang Jian's arms, sobbing as she cried out:
"Second brother..."
Her tone was soft and warm.
At that moment, Kinnara's fingers froze, and the smile on his lips suddenly vanished.
Yang Chan is not Yang Chan...
His thoughts were complicated:
"Isn't it obvious that I'm most afraid of Chan'er?"
For some reason, I can't feel happy right now.