Chapter 290

Wan'er's face turned pale, desperately trying to activate her spiritual power.

"Sister Qingrou, I don't have enough spiritual power to fight against him!"

"I'll help you!"

Qing Rou flew forward and unreservedly used her spiritual strength.

At this moment, Qingrou pressed her hand against Wan'er's back, and Wan'er put her hand on the shoulder of the purple-shirted son.

The two worked together, and finally stabilized the green flame chain, tightly wrapping the purple-shirted son.

The three of them wrestled silently around the Soul Locking Magic.

The talisman hung in the air, and cracks began to appear.

"No!" The purple-shirted gentleman said in discoloration.

Fighting against two magic skills in a row, and the second magic skill has quite a history, no matter how strong Fu Lu is, he can't resist it.

With a "pop" sound, the talisman shattered and scattered.

"Bitch! It's no wonder that you can hide your spiritual power. It turns out that you little bastard is good at restraining prisons." The purple-shirted son said gloomily.

Wan'er said loudly: "I wouldn't, but Sister Ziyu was tortured to death by you. Before she died, she gave me this technique."

"This is good and evil eventually have cause and effect!" Qingrou whispered.

"Hahaha, good and evil eventually have cause and effect, but it's time for you to be disappointed." The purple-shirted son said.

A small formation plate jumped out of him, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

"My father gave me the two-world shuttle array that has already been set up. As long as my mind moves, it can be stimulated."

"After fifteen breaths, I can teleport back."

"I'll bring people back right away, and take your lives one by one."

"I want to hold your souls, let you forever! Suffer! Torture! Grind!"

He said bitterly and loudly, and in the end he gritted his teeth and spat out almost every word.

The small array disk flickered and turned back and forth, as if looking for a position to break the world.

Qingrou gritted her teeth, took out a snow-colored dagger and stabbed the purple-shirted son.

Another talisman flew out automatically and turned into a heavy shield to block her.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the distance, and it immediately appeared in front of the purple-shirted son.

Master Beiyang showed his figure and slapped the palm of the purple shirt.

Dozens of talismans emerged from the purple-shirted son, radiating light, and greeted the Master of Sorrow.

Bang!

The golden light was knocked flying and disappeared in front of several people at a faster speed.

"It's useless, you can't hurt me, I have thousands of amulets." The purple-shirted gentleman laughed loudly.

Suddenly the sky darkened.

Rolling river water swept the sky.

The boat came from the sky, and the slender woman stood at the stern, rocking the oars while turning her head to look at a few people.

The surging forgets the river water, and the Huangquan ferry people.

The purple-shirted boy's expression changed.

"Six-path magical skills of the attack type, bad..."

He hurriedly looked at the small array plate, but saw that the array plate was still accumulating strength.

He tried to break free of the chains again, but unfortunately, under the full efforts of the two thousand robbers monks, the magical skill of suppressing the prison could not be shaken for a while.

Wan'er looked at the river, inexplicably flustered, and asked quietly, "Sister, what is this?"

"Look at it, don't make a sound." Qingrou also said a little uneasy.

No way could kill Qi Yan, and Qi Yan was obviously afraid of this six-path divine skill.

Now that's all I can see.

The faint green fire in the eyes of the skeleton beauty swept the audience, and asked in the air, "How many people will we pass this time?"

"Time is running out, please help me get this person to Huangquan." Baihua Fairy said.

The skeleton beauty looked at the purple-shirted son and said, "Cultivator of Taixu Realm, the boat is expensive."

"I'll come out as much as I want." Fairy Baihua said.

"Pay all your life force, and after a thousand years of suffering in hell, I can invite him on board." The skeleton beauty said.

The Baihua Fairy was silent.

Qingrou Wan'er looked at her nervously.

"So it is, so it is." Fairy Baihua murmured.

"Qingshan, Xiuxiu, Xiaolou..."

She sighed deeply: "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."

As she spoke, her head was covered with three thousand blue threads, all of which turned into snow-white color.

All the vitality of the Shenzhao Realm was gathered by the Baihua Fairy into a ball of emerald green light, which was gently held in both hands.

She whispered, "That's it, I—"

The skeleton beauty's eyes were full of green fire, waiting for her next words.

At this critical moment, a thunderous roar resounded between heaven and earth.

"shut up!"

Several people looked up together.

But saw Gu Qingshan flying down like a streamer.

His speed was extreme.

A clay pot exuding a monstrous devilish energy followed him closely.

"Qingshan!" Fairy Baihua looked at him in surprise.

"Leave it to me, don't start it!" Gu Qing Shan shouted loudly.

Baihua Fairy was startled, looked at the green light in her hand, and hesitated.

"Trust me!" Gu Qingshan shouted hoarsely.

"Qingshan..." Fairy Baihua murmured and removed the green light from her hand.

Her hair returned to black.

When the whole world was facing the juncture of life and death, she chose to trust him unreservedly.

The Wangchuan River in the sky began to slowly dissipate.

Qingrou Wan'er looked at Gu Qingshan.

The beautiful skeleton in the sky also stared at him and murmured, "So many monsters..."

Gu Qingshan let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Baihua Fairy dispel the magic in her hands.

According to the huge corpse, this is probably the most critical moment, the most critical push!

No matter what kind of bizarre encounters he has to face next, as long as Fairy Baihua is alive, it doesn't matter what happens!

He calmed down and looked at the formation plate in front of the purple shirt son.

The array disk is hitting the void lightly.

not good! He's going to run!

Be sure to catch up, or everything will be in vain!

As soon as the spiritual force urged the pot, Gu Qingshan shouted: "Let's start it."

"Okay!" A female voice sounded in the void.

Demon world clear water light mandala, solution!

The black-clothed girl showed her figure and stuck to Gu Qingshan's side.

One person and one demon, chanting mantras at the same time.

"The world of the ten directions,"

"The boundless dust and the sea,"

"Trillions of billions of Nayuta Asamkhya kalpas,"

"Innumerable and countless great freedom demons are all around."

After the incantation was finished, behind the two of them, the boundless Heavenly Witch appeared.

Thousands of goddesses, led by Gu Qingshan and the girl in black, rushed over.

Xu Shi knew that the situation was urgent, so they followed Gu Qingshan and quickly chanted the incantation.

"Free day,"

"Be at ease,"

"He became free,"

"All the worlds, demons and demons, quickly help me connect to this world!"

Black light emanated from many demons, wisps, wisps, wisps, flying into the pot.

The clay pot got these countless black lights, and suddenly kept shaking.

"Hahaha, no matter what you want to do, it's too late." The purple-shirted son said loudly.

He looked finally relieved.

But—what happened on the other side?

Why are there so many stunning beauties, wearing such revealing and charming clothes, falling from the sky?

Could it be that in that world, female cultivators of this level are everywhere?

He has completely relaxed, and he simply looks at the witches.

The array disk floated in front of him, slammed into the void, and knocked the void into a hole.

Opposite the opening, there is a chaotic airflow blowing with the wind.

That is Void Turbulence, connecting to another world.

The passage between the two worlds gradually formed.

With three more breaths, the purple-shirted son can teleport away.

And Gu Qingshan brought hundreds of thousands of heavenly witches, holding a pottery pot.

No matter what powerful spells he will use next, he will never be able to hurt the purple-shirted son again.

Soon, the purple-shirted son will bring more powerhouses to the world of Shenwu.

Even, they will attack the world of practice.

The fate of the two worlds is at stake.

the same moment.

"It's too late, Wan'er, withdraw!" Qingrou said sadly.

If they don't let go, the two of them will be sent back to that world together with the purple-shirted son.

"No! No! No! It shouldn't be like this." Wan'er shook her head frantically.

Qingrou was silent, tears streaming down her face.

Her hand was on Wan'er's back, and Wan'er put her hand on the shoulder of the purple-shirted gentleman.

Wan'er is still pushing the green flame chain with all her strength, imprisoning the other party.

Wan'er was about to despair, but she was still unwilling to give up until the last moment.

Still the same moment.

The pottery pot in Gu Qingshan's hand emits a soft glow.

In the rays of the sun, bursts of indescribable screams and roars of pain appeared, and from time to time, ferocious and terrifying figures flashed around the pot and disappeared.

"The shuttle between the demons has been completed, but the distance is too far to catch up." The black-clothed girl shook her head regretfully.

"No! I will definitely catch up, you are ready to catch him!" Gu Qingshan's eyes were red, and he shouted.

At such a moment, the girl in black knew that he would not talk nonsense.

She raised her spirits again and became serious.

"You're going to—" she didn't finish her sentence.

Gu Qingshan disappeared with the pottery.

Magical skills, shrinking into an inch!

But he immediately showed his figure again and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The purple-shirted son laughed and said, "I really think I'm a fool. I have activated 300 forbidden laws to protect myself. There are countless forbidden laws in the void, and you can't get through!"

The eyes of the two maids suddenly dimmed.

Fairy Baihua did not move, still staring at Gu Qingshan.

The girl in black sighed slightly.

Gu Qing Shan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth.

There's no other way but to--

In this breath, the fate of the two worlds changed drastically.

Gu Qingshan disappeared from the eyes of the black-clothed girl.

He was clearly still holding the pot with his hand and was flying forward rapidly.

The next second, he was gone.

Instead, it was the purple-shirted son.

The purple-shirted son appeared in front of the clay pot.

The purple-shirted boy found his hand on the clay pot.

He was completely stunned, unable to realize what happened for a moment.

The girl in black did not lose her mind at all.

She traversed all the worlds and experienced countless wars, so how could she miss such an opportunity.

In an instant, she reached out and touched the clay pot and played a magic trick.

The sun shines brightly on the clay pot.

Demon world shuttle!

Xiaguang is like a mouth, swallowing all the protective aura of the purple shirt and the countless protective auras on him.

The purple shirt boy disappeared!

He was sent to the Heavenly Demon Realm by the Heavenly Demon Jar.

And the other side.

Gu Qingshan replaced the Zishan son and appeared in the position where he was originally standing.

Magical skills, shapeshifting!

Xu Shi felt a slight fluctuation in the surrounding space, and the small array disk was disturbed by the magical skill, and suddenly burst into light.

It starts a breath earlier!

At this time, Wan'er's hand was on Gu Qingshan's shoulder, and Qingrou's hand was against Wan'er's back.

The light flashed.

Gu Qingshan, Wan'er, and Qingrou disappeared from the spot.

They were brought into the turbulent void by the array, and they were about to go to the world of the purple-shirted son.

Between lightning and flint, the whole situation was turned upside down.

The battle between the three worlds came to an abrupt end.

Young Master Zishan, Gu Qingshan, Qingrou, and Wan'er were all teleported away.

A completely different fate awaits them.