Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

Chapter 212 Help the Master Change Some Diapers

"Why the hell don't you hide!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit of the weapon questioned.

Han Yu looked at the blood-red surroundings with a bad temper. Just when the bitch Niutou threw her small bottle, a heavy pressure instantly pressed down on his body.

All kinds of negative energy filled this area. Not to mention hiding, it was difficult to move at all.

"Tell me how to hide."

The blood light emitted from the soul-binding flag was just like what the spirit of the weapon felt before, full of blood and filth, especially when it was pressed on him just now, it could feel all kinds of hatred and resentment.

"Take me away quickly, I can't hold on any longer."

Qi Bai covered his chest. That place was beating very fast at this moment, as if it was about to jump out at any moment, and his internal organs were very painful.

"You are old, but you still eat everything like a child."

Niutou glanced at him coquettishly, and then sent a wink to Han Yu and blew a kiss.

"Little brother, if you didn't die this time, we'll see you next time! Hehe!"

After saying that, he turned around with Qi Bai and disappeared on the spot...

Just as the other person left, Che Dapao and several old ghosts from the Nine Sects came hand in hand, looking anxious.

The cousin hurriedly ran out from his uncle's side, but was stopped by someone before he got close to Han Yu.

"Don't go."

The blood light around Han Yu was too weird, it looked like a formation but not a formation, but the dozen or so flags erected around him clearly seemed to be traces of some advanced formation.

"Where are the people?"

Che Dapao looked around and spoke hastily.

"The other party saw you guys dilly-dallying and couldn't wait to leave first."

Han Yu snorted unhappily.

These guys, they dilly-dallyed for so long before coming, they can't even eat shit in time.

A group of people frowned and their faces didn't look very good, but there was really no way, the disciples of their own sect had suffered losses, and after dodging the explosion, they all helped their own sect.

But one or two of them did the same thing, and in the end, it was Han Yu, who was neither a member of the imperial court nor a member of the Nine Sects, who stopped the biggest culprit for a long time.

The departure of Qi Bai and Niu Tou did not mean the end of the battle. There were originally hundreds of living dead monks in the air, but now there were still hundreds of them. The corpse kings on the ground were fighting fiercely with the disciples of the Nine Sects.

The Mo family members jumped on the back of the mechanical giant beast, and soon the whole steel giant beast started to move. Huge impacts gushed out of the mouth of the giant beast, and wherever the dazzling light swept, there were groups of corpse kings falling down.

"Why didn't you Mo family use it just now?"

Seeing that the giant beast had such power, several elders of the sect blew their beards and glared. If so, wouldn't their disciples die less?

Soon they knew the reason. The giant beast had been wreaking havoc for less than a cup of tea, and they saw the Mo family disciples jumping out one after another, holding various mechanisms and rushing into the battle circle to fight alone.

Finally, it was my cousin who reluctantly explained, "The mechanical beast's ability to sustain is not good. It has to stop and dissipate heat after a while, otherwise it will overheat and explode."

A group of elders were silent. In fact, they were more angry that they had to wait until the end to find out about the sect's big move.

It has been a long time since the Nine Sects have fought such a large-scale war, and it was for the court.

They couldn't figure out how the fifth floor persuaded the sect, or how Quan Xiaotong and Che Dapao persuaded the sect.

"Have you talked? If you're done, please make way. The thunder is coming."

Han Yu spoke again in a bad mood.

What kind of people are you! Don't you look up at the sky? Chatting under the thunder, are you afraid of dying?

A group of people raised their heads one by one. At this time, the sky above Han Yu's head was already covered with dark clouds, thunder was roaring continuously, and there were flashes of lightning in it.

"Zhao! Tribulation Thunder!"

"Run!"

The old guys ran faster than each other, fearing that they would be implicated if they were a step slower.

Before the cousin could say anything, his great-uncle grabbed his head and made him retreat violently.

After Han Yu's surroundings were suddenly empty, he hesitated and looked up at the sky.

"You can't hide. The ghost things on your body have been abandoned by heaven and earth. If you don't let the tribulation thunder purify it, the thundercloud will not dissipate."

The spirit of the weapon thought he was trying to do something, and hurriedly reminded him.

If it was just to purify the filth, he would not be killed by lightning, but if he was like that, the tribulation thunder would continue to escalate.

"No, I'm thinking that if I meet the tribulation thunder every other day, will it get tired of it?"

Han Yu sighed helplessly. Recently, he had to deal with the tribulation thunder at every turn. If this continued, it would really become familiar with him.

What if it got used to it, it would strike him first when thunder strikes in the future.

Just as Han Yu was thinking about it, the thunderclouds suddenly began to surge, as if an invisible hand was stirring it.

Come on!

Han Yu closed his eyes and waited for lightning to strike, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, so he looked up at the sky.

A huge beam of light hit his face directly...

The old ghost of the Nine Sects retreated a mile away before he dared to stop and watch, feeling very scared.

Damn it, the corpse refining lineage can even draw out the thunder, so how can this group of high-end combat forces play with it in the future.

If the opponent draws a thunder every time he can't win, how can he fight?

"Will he be okay?"

The cousin broke free from his uncle's hand and walked back and forth anxiously.

The Mo family has also recorded the Tribulation Thunder, and he naturally knows its power. Nine sects probably all have them, otherwise they wouldn't be able to run faster than rabbits.

"It's hard to say, this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, but he is Jie Lei after all."

The great elder looked solemn and spoke in a low tone.

"This is not the first time he has carried lightning. In fact, as far as I know, this kid from Zhanzhou Prefecture was not killed by the Zixiao Thunder."

Che Dapao's face was complicated. Ling Wuce naturally mentioned this matter when he returned. Suddenly there was a burst of thunder in the distance. Everyone looked up and saw hundreds of thunderbolts falling from the sky at the same time.

Under the thunderous thunder, Han Yu's location was tightly covered by lightning, and the entire area could no longer be seen clearly.

Is this how the thunder struck?

This was not only everyone's doubt, but also Han Yu's last doubt before he regained consciousness.

When countless thunderbolts hit his face, his face instantly lost consciousness, and then his whole body trembled, and finally he danced...

This process lasted for a quarter of an hour. When the thunderclouds dispersed, a group of people cautiously came forward.

A deep pit had formed where Han Yu was, with a charred body lying inside. His hands and feet were still twitching, and foam was foaming at the corners of his mouth.

"I just said this guy can withstand thunder."

Che Dapao was quite shocked when he looked at the miserable body in the pothole.

After all, it's one thing to hear something, but it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.

On the horizon in the distance, an unusual bright red color suddenly appeared. Both the corpse king and the living dead in the battle formation stopped their attack at the same time.

As if receiving some instructions, the living dead monks turned around and fled into the air, while the corpse king below roared and kept retreating.

"Should we chase or not?"

A group of people looked at Che Cannon, waiting for him to make up his mind.

This time the action was initiated by the court and cooperated by the nine sects.

"Don't chase!"

Che Cannon shook his head for a while. There was no need to pursue anymore. If he continued to pursue, he would probably suffer more casualties.

Now that Dongling City has been completely destroyed, the Nine Sect monks and the rest of the monks still don't know the casualties. Although they don't want to admit it, it seems that our side does not have the upper hand at all.

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Night has fallen.

Che Dapao and the others looked around blankly in an open space in Dongling City. Now they saw ruins, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. What was simply a matter of fact was that the buildings had collapsed.

Zhang Jia hurried over, clasping his fists and bowing. At first, he was left behind to not only guard the city, but also to be responsible for relocating the people in the city at a critical moment.

"Sir, everyone has been safely evacuated. There are no casualties in the city."

On the other hand, the elders of the nine major sects looked a bit ugly. The casualties of each of the nine sects had almost reached about 30%. They were simply cutting off their flesh.

As for those small sects and small sects, almost 60% of them were gone. In the end, of such a huge team, less than 2,000 were left.

And this is because the Nine Sects rushed to the rescue in time to attract most of the corpse kings and living dead. If it had been a little longer at night, there would have been more deaths.

Ou Mingdong leaned next to Su Wanjun without any discernment, and the senile elder spoke angrily.

"What's the matter with you? Baidi City doesn't stay here, and comes over to join in the fun."

Ou Mingdong came out quickly and spoke.

They, the disciples of the nine sects who were outside, were notified by the sect to rush to the aid of Dongling City. When they received the secret message, the brothers of the sect had already gathered in Baidi City.

The other elders were also asking their disciples, and the result was the same. The sect had given the order and had already gathered manpower to inform them.

"How did you convince Jiuzong?"

The great elder asked in an old voice to the car and cannon.

"Actually, it was not me who persuaded me, but Quan Xiaotong, who gave you a file from the Nine Sects..."

Che Dapao spoke slowly, and after a quarter of an hour, the group of people became thoughtful.

It's really terrifying that the Corpse Refining lineage can actually reach into the layout of the court.

In this case, will their sect also have an insider?

Several people were thinking worriedly.

"Quan Xiaotong can convince nine sects with just one dossier?"

Regarding this point, the Great Elder still couldn't believe it. What content could make the Nine Sects bleed and contribute to the court.

"You can see it for yourself after you go back, and you will definitely understand."

"Quan Xiaotong should be working on pulling out the nail in the court. Something unexpected happened, so this is the only way to do it."

Che Dapao can naturally understand Quan Xiaotong's intention. Since Dongling City is in trouble, I am afraid that he will not be able to connive to the outside forces' informants to continue to insert themselves into the fifth floor.

"Everyone, after today's events, do you still feel that the Corpse Refining lineage has lost?"

Che Dapao calmly spoke slowly.

After the first battle, Quan Xiaotong's guesses were all correct.

How could such a powerful force be destroyed?

What about the folk rumors?

Why the other party is hiding outside the monk world is still a mystery.

These words made the elders of the nine sects look very ugly. They were not stupid. They could think of anything Che Dapao could think of.

"Let's go back to the sect to discuss it first."

The elders of Nanli Jianzhai, Jialan Temple and Piaomiao City were the first to be unable to sit still. They stood up hurriedly and left in a hurry with their sect disciples.

"Then we have to go back quickly."

The elders from Xingyue Pavilion, Qinglan Sect, and Langya Mountain also stood up and left after watching the hurried backs of the few people.

The uncle of the Mo family wanted to leave, but he couldn't find his cousin. After asking, he found out that he was going to settle Han Yu.

As for the elder, he was more impatient than anyone else and couldn't sit still for a long time, but it was the weakest time of the Twelve Immortals of the Heavenly Dao, so he couldn't leave at all.

Ou Mingdong watched Su Wanjun leave with the master, and wanted to stay for a while halfway, so he spoke hurriedly.

"Master, I can't put down the affairs of Baidi City, or I will leave first."

But before he turned around, he was stopped by the elder.

"You leave tomorrow morning, and help me change a few diapers tonight..."