PFC Chapter 501 Mosquito Taoist Absorbs Golden Lotus, World-Destroying Black Lotus Gives Him a Penis
Chapter 501 Mosquito Taoist Absorbs Golden Lotus, World-Destroying Black Lotus Gives Him a Penis
Within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation
The Guide Daoist, relying on the innate magic treasure, the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, withstood the power of the Tongtian Sect Master's Green Lotus Sword and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Judging from his disheveled hair, it was easy to tell that if it weren't for such a magical treasure protecting him, he would have long been exhausted and become a prisoner of the Tongtian Sect Master.
"Tongtian, what can you do to me? Even if you exhaust all your magic power, you still can't break my Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus of Merit!"
Yang Jiao arrived just in time to hear those words.
She was about to go in when another figure appeared in front of her.
"Senior brother!"
"Greetings, Senior Brother Xuandu," the disciples of the Chan Sect said in unison.
Grand Master Xuandu, dressed in a deep blue Taoist robe, swept his gaze across the room, keeping everyone outside the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
He walked up to Yang Jiao and said softly:
"My master has ordered that you be taken to the Tushita Palace first."
It's best to hide her away, lest after the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Uncle Tongtian will be free of all worries and focus solely on stealing his junior sister.
At this moment, Venus, the planet of Venus, also arrived at this place and stood in front of Yang Jiao. Seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, Venus maintained the same distance from Yang Jiao as Grand Master Xuandu, protecting her from the left and right.
Venus looked at her, bowed, and said:
"Your Majesty requests the presence of the Pure Blessing God."
Grand Master Xuandu took a step closer to Yang Jiao, ostensibly to speak to her, but his eyes were fixed on Taibai Jinxing:
"Junior Sister, Master has asked me to wait for you here for a long time. Let's go back to the Tushita Palace first."
Venus instantly understood the meaning and took a step closer to Yang Jiao, looking at Grand Master Xuandu and saying:
"My little prince, His Majesty is your uncle, and he's waiting for you to go up there."
Grand Master Xuandu stared directly at Venus and let out a soft chuckle:
"Master is the Supreme Sage, the head of the Three Pure Ones, and the most revered sage."
Venus, not to be outdone, stood tall and proud:
"Your Majesty is the ruler of the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor of Heaven."
Xuandu: "Yang Jiao is the last disciple of the Supreme Sage, one of only two in the Human Sect."
Venus: "Yang Jiao is also the Jade Emperor's own niece, a little princess of the Heavenly Court."
“A relative is a relative, and a stranger is a stranger. What does a niece count for?” said Grand Master Xuandu.
"The only one is the only one. What does it matter if there are only two disciples?" said Venus.
As the two drew closer, Yang Jiao pushed them aside, stepped out from between them, and rolled her eyes.
"You two can argue all you want. I'll come find whoever wins later. I'm in a hurry right now."
No matter who comes, it's no use; the mosquitoes are inside!
Yang Jiao walked past them, leaving the two men weathered and broken.
Originally, the members of the Chan Sect dared not move because of the majesty of Grand Master Xuandu, but Nezha and Yang Jian, those two reckless fellows, followed Yang Jiao and walked past them without a care in the world.
Nezha strutted around with an arrogant and domineering air, his fists clenched on both sides, and his Hun Tian Ling flew around with an air of arrogance and domineering.
The remaining Jade Cauldron Immortal thought for a moment, then lowered his head and walked away from them.
then,
People from all walks of life followed suit.
Only Yun Zhongzi still remembered the kindness of Grand Master Xuandu in saving him, and bowed and smiled as he passed by him:
"Senior Brother, please don't be offended. We are following Yang Jiao."
After saying that, he also rushed upstairs.
Only Venus and Grand Master Xuandu were left to exchange a glance, both snorting coldly before heading off to their respective camps.
Venus, upon returning to the Jade Emperor's side, was still seeking credit:
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, with me here, no one can abduct the young prince."
……
The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit shone brightly, making a significant contribution to the Western Sect within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Even after all this time, no clear winner has emerged.
As soon as the sword light of the Qingping Sword faded, Mosquito Taoist took flight and landed on it.
Its tiny body was completely inconspicuous on the enormous lotus platform.
She sniffed it, her mouth watering.
"It smells so good, it really smells so good."
The twelfth-grade Black Lotus of Annihilation, which was watching from the shadows, was extremely excited. The lotus platform itself was also excited, and a great amount of black mist rose up.
All that's missing is that pair of legs holding a banner and cheering for Mosquito Taoist.
Suck it in, quickly suck that twelfth-grade golden lotus.
The Guide Daoist stood atop the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, gazing proudly at the Myriad Immortals Formation.
"So what if you wield the power of ten thousand immortals? No one can break a primordial treasure! Tongtian, let's see how long your magic can last!"
He laughed heartily, confident of victory.
It was at this moment that the Mosquito Taoist finally couldn't resist and plunged his tiny proboscis into the lotus platform.
It was effortless.
Then take a deep breath.
The guide instantly felt the lotus platform tremble. He looked down in disbelief and saw that three of the twelve petals of the Golden Lotus of Merit had withered before his very eyes.
"how so?!"
He cried out in terror.
"Hiccup~"
A soft hiccup instantly caught his attention.
The guide looked down and saw a tiny mosquito, about the size of a sesame seed, perched on the lotus platform.
He raised his hand and slapped it hard, roaring furiously:
"Mosquito Taoist!"
This mosquito-like Taoist, born from the sea of blood, is extremely fierce and malevolent. No matter what innate magic treasures she possesses, they can be easily swallowed whole once they get close.
A loud crack.
The guide's hand struck a cloud of blood mist.
He looked up sharply and shouted angrily:
"Ancestor Styx!"
The Mosquito Taoist sucked away three petals from the twelve-petaled lotus platform in one gulp, greatly weakening its function.
This is their most prized possession from the Western religion!
A unique, innate treasure!
They usually guard the west to ensure that the earth's veins do not continue to collapse and to preserve a small source of spiritual energy for cultivation.
If it weren't for the fact that we were coming here, Jieyin wouldn't have been willing to take it out!
At this moment, the Mosquito Taoist actually sucked away three of his rank items in one gulp!
Are the twelfth and ninth ranks the same concept?
Unfortunately, when he swung his hand to strike, that damned, unkillable Styx Ancestor came out to protect his calf.
At this moment, the Daoist's Dao heart collapsed, and he wanted to kill all these people who were detrimental to the Western Sect!
On a whim, he stepped off the lotus platform and went into a berserk state.
The Master of Heaven raised an eyebrow and appeared from the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
"Tongtian, Styx, Mosquito Daoist, I will have you all buried with me on my lotus throne!"
When a sage is angry, the winds and clouds change drastically.
Darkness descended upon the world.
Even if the Guide Daoist is a saint who made a great vow to become a saint, he is still a saint, and he also has the ability to recreate the wind and fire of heaven and earth.
Looking down at this place, the enemy was fighting in a way that was almost a fight to the death, recklessly unleashing all their strength.
A dark beam of light appeared in his hand, and everything in its path was reduced to ashes.
Mountains and rivers were leveled, rivers dried up and evaporated, and the earth cracked open into deep abysses.
The mosquito-man struggled to fly through it, and even with the mosquito's natural agility and evasiveness, it was difficult to escape from the enraged grasp of the guide.
Yang Jiao was greatly alarmed.
He grabbed the Hun Tian Ling from Nezha, wrapped one end around his wrist, and threw it at Mosquito Taoist, wrapping it around him.
At this moment!
An even more intense beam of light shot straight toward the Mosquito Taoist's face. Logically, he should have been able to dodge it by following the pull of the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), but the mosquito's body suddenly froze for a second.
The abundant primordial spiritual power of the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus began to be digested within the Mosquito Daoist's body, causing him to become clumsy.
"mosquito!"
Yang Jiao shouted, then quickly closed her eyes and said in a low voice:
"Time, stand still!"
簌。
The noisy world fell silent instantly.
Everyone was frozen in the space, including the magic.
"puff!"
Yang Jiao spat out a mouthful of blood, and with her last bit of strength, she pulled Mosquito Taoist in front of her.
In one second,
The saints all started moving from the time restriction first. The Guide Daoist looked around suspiciously as he saw that his magic power had run out.
The Supreme Sage and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable exchanged a glance. Even the spiritual energy within the Myriad Immortals Formation was frozen, and they immediately realized something was wrong.
In other words, they were also paused for a second.
But nothing has been restored yet; we're still under lockdown!
Yang Jiao can restrain a saint for one second!
The Tongtian Sect Leader counted to nine in his mind, and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation resumed its noisy activity.
He tried his best to suppress the look he was giving Yang Jiao, not wanting to expose her at this moment. With such magical abilities, the Heavenly Dao would likely not tolerate her.
Who can allow someone who might unknowingly pause their own growth to continue?
For a moment, even the sage was flustered and confused.
The guide looked around, trying to find the source of this strange phenomenon, when suddenly a sword appeared in front of him.
The Tongtian Sect Leader stood before him, the Qingping Sword held horizontally in his path:
"Jieyin, you dare to be distracted while fighting against me?"
The guide, holding the Six Pure Bamboo Staff, dared not be negligent and engaged in combat.
Yang Jiao, having restricted the saint, suffered a backlash that left every pore of her body covered in blood, making her look particularly gruesome.
"Yang Jiao?" Nezha hadn't expected that just a second ago she was holding the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), and in the blink of an eye she was covered in blood. He was so scared that his hands were trembling.
Yang Jian held Yang Jiao in his arms, not daring to touch her at all:
"elder sister."
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Mosquito Taoist also transformed into human form at this moment, but her situation was equally dire; she clutched her stomach in discomfort and began to struggle.
That innate spiritual treasure, the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, has a purifying effect.
Just then, a large hand appeared on the horizon, accompanied by a concerned voice:
Give me the mosquito.
During a lull in the fight between the Guide and the Tongtian Sect Leader, he glanced at the crimson sky and roared angrily:
"Ancestor Styx! I will settle the score with you sooner or later for the Twelfth-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit!"
His twelve-tiered golden lotus of merit.
Suppressing the indestructible fortune of the Western religion.
The golden light protecting him was so strong that even the Heavenly Master couldn't break through it, yet he was killed by a mosquito in one bite, losing his third rank.
The Guide was heartbroken.
They became even more frenzied in their actions.
Little did he know that Zhunti Daoist, who would soon be returning to the Western Paradise, would become even more mad than Zhunti Daoist once he opened the Qiankun Bag with great joy.
Behind the guide,
The Golden Lotus of Merit, which had just lost three grades, retreated and then encountered the Black Lotus of Annihilation, which was only twelve grades high.
Ninth rank, twelfth rank.
The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit, the only one in the world capable of purifying the Twelfth-Petaled Black Lotus of Annihilation, has been downgraded.
His heart pounded with excitement, his legs trembled.
He rushed over with a roar, and then used the first-grade black lotus to transform into a hand, and with a wave of his hand, he gave Jinlian a big shove.
Snapped!
"You think you can purify me?!"