Chapter 267: Heaven does not allow it

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“Boom…!”

The thunder was rolling, and the thunder eye had been brewing for a long time. A nine-foot-long thunderbolt, like the Milky Way pouring down, hit Taoist Priest Simu directly and struck down.

Seeing the momentum of the thunder, his eyes widened and he no longer hesitated in his heart.

As soon as he activated the magic spell, his body instantly expanded and turned into a three-foot-long body. Red steam spurted out from every pore, and veins shot out like thin green snakes.

The look is terrifying!

"Damn it!"

Xu Junming's expression changed, and he punched in the air without caring about anything else.

The mighty Qi and blood soared into the sky.

The huge fist was about to extinguish the third thunderbolt, when suddenly a three-foot-long red lightning bolt shattered his giant fist in an instant, as if teleporting.

Then it flew straight towards him.

Xu Junming had long expected that the law of heaven would not allow it, so he was prepared in his heart.

"gate of hell!"

Three hundred and sixty-five grains of yellow rice turned into three hundred and sixty-five overlapping gates of hell, blocking the way in front of me.

But this crimson thunderbolt, which was only one foot in size, was so powerful that it smashed all the gates of hell.

You must know that after refining the ghost world of the Aixinjueluo family, every grain of yellow rice is a top-grade spiritual weapon of the seventh-level spiritual ban.

To break through the obstacles of three hundred and sixty-five high-grade spiritual weapons, even the Nascent Soul Nine Transformations may not be able to do it with all its strength.

Xu Junming looked solemn.

Looking at the yellow beams of a dream, only one foot of red lightning was left.

He urged Hu Tianshen to perform his magic just as he was about to distance himself.

A tyrannical force of imprisonment descended from the sky.

"Damn it, the power of heaven!"

Unable to move, he could only watch as the red lightning struck him.

In an instant, a pain that seemed to tear apart the soul spread through every nerve in the body.

He clenched his teeth subconsciously, and a trace of blood flowed down the corners of his lips because of too much force.

Although it lasted only a moment, he felt as if a century had passed.

When the pain gradually disappeared and the power of heaven disappeared, Xu Junming fell to his knees, panting heavily, his face was pale, and his body was soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water.

"Brother, how are you?"

Jia Le ran over in a panic.

The scene just now scared him silly.

"I'm fine, go see Master quickly."

"Oh, I'll go right away."

Nodding, Jiale quickly ran towards Simu.

Inner vision.

The muscles in the body were torn, the meridians were cut off, and the bones were cracked everywhere. It was extremely miserable.

Fortunately, his Dantian was intact, otherwise his physical body would have been doomed.

Enduring the pain in his body, he took three self-refined healing elixirs from the gourd and drank them. The warm medicinal power nourished his body, cooling him down and relieving the pain.

His face also looked much better.

"Jun Ming, how do you feel?"

"Master, you...!"

Looking at the somewhat illusory body of Taoist Master Four Eyes, my heart was shocked.

"Haha, the physical body is destroyed. However, it can be regarded as surviving the catastrophe and condensing the talisman of life. It is much stronger than those who directly fell to the catastrophe."

The Taoist priest with four eyes said with an open-minded smile.

"Master, I have several Dharma Protector Generals condensed with zombie bodies. Why don't you choose one to take the body and be reborn!"

After experiencing the thunder tribulation, the soul of the monk in the golden elixir realm has acquired some pure yang qualities and can be taken away. When the Golden Eagle King gave up his body and tricked him into the wilderness, he took away a human body.

"No. The body that has been taken away from the body is never the same. It cannot fit together as one. It will be even more difficult to survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation in the future." Four Eyes shook his head.

"Master...!"

He waved his hand to interrupt him.

"Master, I know you have good intentions, but if you are reborn and stay in the Yang world, you will inevitably have to go through a thousand three great tribulations."

"...In this case, it is better to go to the underworld early. I think that now that the master has a glimpse of the true realm and is protected by the ancestors of Maoshan, coupled with the merits accumulated over the years of exorcism, he will be able to find an official position in the underworld. When the time comes, he will be able to find an official position in the underworld.

If you obtain the divine book, you will be considered immortal."

"...Besides, you can also turn to the ghost realm in the underworld, which is also a way. You don't have to worry about me."

Xu Junming was silent.

The four-purpose plan really suits him.

If you stay here, you have to go through a thousand three great tribulations. According to the death rate of nearly half of the past great tribulations, whether you can retain your soul is a matter of two minds.

In this case, it is better to go to the underworld and be happy.

At least there won't be any catastrophe there, and you can still convert to the ghost realm.

"I'll inform my uncle!"

"Don't!"

After stopping him.

"Your uncle is newly married now, so don't disturb him for the time being. When I enter the underworld, it won't be too late to entrust him with dreams."

After a pause, Taoist Master Simu said solemnly.

"Jun Ming, I won't be here from now on. Please take more care of this brat Jiale. He is not as qualified as you, and he is dull. There are too many dangers in the catastrophe, so you have to protect him."

"Master!"

Jia Le burst into tears.

"Master, don't worry, as long as I am here, Junior Brother Jiale will not be in any danger."

Suddenly, a black hole filled with yin energy appeared behind Simu.

Eyes and smiles.

"I'm going to the underworld to report, and I won't be here for the first seven years. You brothers and sisters must help each other."

He stepped back and allowed the black hole to suck him in.

Jia Le burst into tears.

Xu Junming sighed heavily, and the scenes of getting along with Taoist Simu in the past appeared in his mind, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

He raised his head and looked at the light blue sky at Wuzhang Peak, feeling extremely heavy in his heart.

A hundred miles away, Uncle Jiu, who was combing his wife's hair, suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

The concubine looked at her frowning husband in the mirror and asked subconsciously.

“I always feel uneasy for no reason!”

The concubine's face changed slightly.

The monk's innate spiritual sense is extremely sharp, and he will be aware of anything closely related to himself in advance.

"Could it be that people from the White Lotus Sect want to come knocking on our door again?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head.

"No! My spiritual sense didn't give any warning, I just felt upset."

"Could it be that you were too obsessed last night and were not in good spirits?"

Uncle Jiu's face darkened.

It seems that he is the one being exploited.

"Oh, it's okay. You just didn't have a good rest. Come and comb my hair."

Uncle Jiu shook his head, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart.
To be continued...