The rumbling thunder continued to strike Mr. Lingyue and Huahu, making everyone in the Peng family and the ancestor of the Peng family stare in amazement.
I only heard Mr. Lingyue shouting in the thunder tribulation: "… We help others to overcome the tribulation and cultivate our Confucian and Taoist righteousness. This is an immeasurable merit!"
"Yes! No good deeds!" The flower fox shouted, feeling dizzy after being struck by lightning.
The Peng family patriarch regained some of his sanity, and muttered in confusion, "I have seen countless robberies in my life, but this is the first time I have seen someone robbing to pass the robbery..."
With Mr. Lingyue attracting the thunder tribulation from the Shuofang Peng family, the ancestor of the Peng family has been slightly more obedient, but it is only to delay time.
Even if the thunder tribulation does not strike the ancestor of the Peng family, it cannot stop this half-demon from becoming stronger and stronger as the evil nature of Shuofang City grows. Sooner or later, he will be controlled by the evil nature!
On the other side, the situation at the Lu family also became extremely bad. The demonic energy above the Lu family's immortal residence was low and floating, like a battlefield after a fierce battle.
There are quite a few spiritualists in the Lu family, and they are now standing in this demonic battlefield, feeling extremely nervous.
The demonic battlefield around them was filled with all kinds of extremely negative emotions, killing, occupation, infringement, cruelty, torture, and destruction. They stood in this demonic battlefield and their souls were distorted.
What they saw before their eyes were corpses everywhere. It was a strange illusion caused by the evil spirit emanating from the black iron coffin.
"Don't move! It's just an illusion!"
The head of the Lu family stood in front, his forehead covered with sweat. He urged his magic power to flow into the chains. The chains locked the black iron coffin tighter and tighter like a python. He shouted: "Ancestor, you are just affected by the devil! We are your bloodline and your descendants. Please restrain your devilish nature!"
An old voice came from the black iron coffin, hoarsely saying: "Tian Ying, I can't suppress my evil nature anymore, you guys go! Leave here quickly-"
"The Lu family can't leave!"
The head of the Lu family sweated more on his forehead. He worked with other Lu family spiritualists to circulate their magic power, and used all their strength to activate the chains to lock the black coffin. He said sternly: "If the ancestor is invaded by the devil and turned into a demon king, then our Lu family can only fight to the death! If the ancestor wants to kill, he should kill his own descendants first, so as not to massacre the people of the north!"
"If you say so..."
The voice of the Lu family ancestor in the black coffin suddenly became extremely cold: "Then I will grant your wish!"
"boom!"
The black iron coffin and chains exploded. Countless corpse hairs seeped out from the evil spirit and flew all over the sky. In the center of the corpse hairs was a dark figure.
Suddenly, the spiritual warriors of the Lu family could no longer suppress their evil nature and fear in their hearts. They screamed and attacked their companions around them. For a moment, the Lu family's immortal residence was flooded with blood!
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant was heard, and Monk Tu Ming, carrying the statue of Venerable Kāla of Sakya Temple, leaped over like the wind and threw the statue out with a whoosh.
The statue of the Venerable Jia Lan came to the top of the head of the Lu family ancestor, and the spirit descended to suppress him. Unexpectedly, as soon as they clashed, he felt defeated and shouted, "Monk, I am no match for him!"
"Isn't there still me?"
Buddha light shone brightly around Tu Ming, and layers of halos burst out behind him. In the halos sat huge Buddhas. He said in a deep voice, "Venerable, let's suppress his evil nature together! Just suppress his evil nature a little and let him regain his sanity!"
The evil nature of the Lu family ancestor was suppressed for a little by the two Buddhist masters, and he immediately regained his sanity. Seeing the heavy casualties among the Lu family spiritualists, he couldn't help but feel deeply saddened.
The heavenly calamity above his head had already taken place. Standing under the thunderclouds, the old ancestor looked in the direction of other families in Shuofang City, and saw that the ancient families such as the Ye family were also under heavy thunderclouds and in chaos.
Many masters floated in the air, trying to suppress the out-of-control ancestor of the aristocratic family.
"We wanted to protect Shuofang and shelter the people, but we never expected that there would come a day when the people of Shuofang would be in danger!" The ancestor of the Lu family sighed.
There was silence in the seven great families. Tong Qingyun and the old immortal Tong stood in the immortal residence, watching the scene from afar.
Immortal Tong could hardly suppress his excitement, his eyes flickered: "Old Immortal, now is the best time. As long as we take action, we can eliminate all the stumbling blocks such as the Shuofang Li Family, the Peng Family, and the Ye Family in one fell swoop! Please give the order, Old Immortal!"
Tong Qingyun smiled and said calmly, "Why are you in such a hurry? If we rush over now, won't we be sending ourselves to a conflict with these old immortals? Wouldn't it be better if these old immortals could turn into demons and start killing people everywhere?"
The Immortal Tong was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "If they can suppress the evil in these old immortals, won't our efforts be in vain?"
Tong Qingyun shook his head and said, "It can only be suppressed temporarily. Even if Lord Wen takes action to suppress their evil nature, it can only solve the crisis temporarily."
He looked at the Shuofang Li family with a grim look and smiled, "What's more, Wen Shenggong has already been dealt with by Tian Kongyue. Without Wen Shenggong, who can suppress their evil nature?"
"Shuofang City will be in chaos because of these aristocratic family ancestors, with heavy casualties. Shuofang Marquis and several major families will be destroyed tonight. Even the old leader and all the leaders of the Green Forest will suffer heavy casualties!"
Tong Qingyun said softly: "Our enemy has lost 80% to 90% of its strength in just one go, and we didn't even have to do anything."
At this moment, suddenly, ten beautiful pictures spread out in the sky above Shuofang City!
The ten splendid paintings including Sandalwood Royal Scene, Tianlinshang Scene, Fangyuan Villa Scene, Moving Clouds Sky Scene, etc., exude a strange light, but these ten paintings have never unleashed their due power!
These ten embroidered paintings were moving at a rapid speed, rushing towards the Li family of Shuofang Hou.
Tong Qingyun was stunned and said in a lost voice: "What's going on? Isn't the Ten Brocade Embroidery Picture in the Tian family? How does Tian Wuji do things?"
The immortal Tong Lao had not expected such a change, and hurriedly called the Tong family's spiritualist to get the news. At this time, Tian Wuji had already sent a spiritualist to report the news, saying: "Zuo Pushe and Su Shangshi teamed up to break into the Tian family at night and stole the Ten Brocade Embroidery Painting!"
The face of the old immortal Tong changed drastically, and he quickly told Tong Qingyun the new news.
Tong Qingyun paced back and forth uneasily. Suddenly, he looked up at the Ten Brocade Embroidery Picture and murmured, "Is that Su Shangshi really so difficult? Why can he repeatedly break our plans? Di Ping, you have lived in the Eastern Capital for a long time, but you can still control Shuofang. You are amazing, amazing... However, even if you can find someone as capable as Su Shangshi, you can't beat me!"
His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and he laughed loudly, his spirits high: "Okay! Di Ping, I will compete with this Su Shangshi you sent! Let's see who is more skilled!"
Tong Qingyun opened the window, stepped out of Shenxianju, and issued an order: "Notify other noble families to go to Shuofanghou's family immediately!"
The immortal Tong Lao hurriedly gave orders to inform other families.
Tong Qingyun walked towards Li Jia, the Marquis of Shuofang, and whispered, "Envoy Su, I never considered you as an opponent before, but now... Huh?"
He let out a light exclamation and saw Qiu Shuijing standing in the moonlight in front of him with his hands behind his back.
Tong Qingyun's eyes twitched, he looked up at the sky, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Shuijing, today is January 29th, where did the moon in the sky come from?"
Qiu Shuijing turned around, looked up at the moon, and said leisurely: "There is a bright moon in my heart, and there is a bright moon in the sky. Master Tong, do you think my bright moon will shine on your ditch?"
Tong Qingyun's heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself, "That's amazing."
"Envoy Su is indeed extraordinary. He has already predicted my next step, so I asked Qiu Shuijing to stop me. Qiu Shuijing is well prepared, but can he really stop me?"
His aura was getting stronger and stronger, and suddenly there were continuous dragon roars in the void, and a dragon skeleton slowly appeared in the air, and then grew a heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, as well as blood vessels, flesh, and fascia, and then dragon scales, dragon claws, mane, dragon eyes, etc. appeared one by one.
"Mr. Shuijing, you are joking. My ditch is not an ordinary ditch, but a natural moat."
Tong Qingyun smiled slightly and said leisurely: "Maybe there is a natural chasm that can bury you too!"
The corners of Qiu Shuijing's eyes twitched as he looked at the real dragon swimming in the air. This was the true magical power of a real dragon, which made even a strong man like him feel deeply pressured!
At the same time, other noble families got the news, and the old immortals from these families set out one after another and rushed to the Shuofang Li family.
Tong Qingyun was confident of victory and smiled: "Envoy Su must not have expected that Tian Kongyue was hiding in the Brocade Picture, right? You can't beat me..."
"Are you waiting for Tian Kongyue to kill Su Yun and sneak attack Zuo Songyan?"
Qiu Shuijing seemed to see through his thoughts and said calmly, "Zuo Songyan got the Ten Brocade Embroidery Map. In order to prevent you from tampering with it, he made countless changes to it. You don't have to worry about Tian Kongyue. Once he enters the Ten Brocade Embroidery Map, he will never get out. He can't threaten anyone."
Longxiong carried Su Yun and others at a rapid speed. Su Yun had just unfolded the ten embroidered paintings when he saw them suddenly spread out in the air and whizzed forward with them.
"Could it be that Zuo Pushe sacrificed the Brocade Painting?" Su Yun turned around, but did not see Zuo Songyan, and was puzzled.
Mountains and rivers emerged in the Ten Brocade Embroidered Painting, but he had no idea how to use it.
Up ahead, Marquis Shuofang and a group of Li family masters and leaders have already done their best, trying their best to suppress the out-of-control old Marquis General Li, and smashed the Li family's Shenxian Residence to pieces.
The two sides fought on the razed ruins of Shenxianju, and the battle was extremely brutal.
Longxiong was still running towards the Shuofanghou Li family. Su Yun, Chi Xiaoyao, and Book Monster Yingying were looking at the Ten Brocade Embroidery Paintings. Chi Xiaoyao was sharp-eyed and suddenly said, "There are people in the Brocade Embroidery Paintings!"
Su Yun looked in the direction of her finger, and saw that there were indeed two people in the brocade painting. One was the Wenshenggong Wenchang Emperor whom Su Yun had met before, and the other was the old immortal of the Tian family, Tian Kongyue!
Duke Wenchang turned into a stone statue, and Tian Kongyue sat next to the statue. His magical powers turned into a dragon shield with more than a dozen dragons connected by their tails, which turned upside down and trapped Emperor Wenchang underneath.
Although Emperor Wenchang has a golden body and the spirit of a great sage, he can only be trapped in a state of being refined and is quite passive.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Tian Kongyue's laughter came from the picture, and his voice was loud and clear: "Envoy Su, I will refine Wen Shenggong and turn him into the Holy Spirit in the Brocade Picture. This treasure will belong to me. And you can do nothing about it!"
He said leisurely, "Zuo Songyan made so many changes to the Brocade Picture, thinking that I couldn't see it, but he didn't expect that I had broken all the seals he left behind and set a trap to trap Lord Wen! This treasure has fallen into my hands from now on!"
"The Saint Wen was suppressed."
Book Monster Yingying pursed her lips and said, "Look, there is a spirit prisoner trapping sky cage formation in the picture."
Su Yun immediately noticed the stone tablets all over the mountain. These stone tablets were scattered throughout the brocade map and formed a large formation of soul prisoners trapped in the sky, which was specifically designed to suppress the souls!
"No wonder Lord Wen was unable to resist. The Spirit Prisoner Sky Cage can even trap the spirits of divine dragons and human demons, let alone a saint?"
When Su Yun thought of this, he suddenly shook the reins and Longxiong rushed into the spiritual prisoner cage.
The book monster Yingying screamed, and its spirit was suppressed, turning back into a book. The dragon was also suddenly petrified, sliding forward dozens of feet, tumbling and rolling.
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao landed on the ground. Chi Xiaoyao quickly raised her hand and caught the book that was flying in the wind.
Su Yun walked forward, came to a stone tablet and shook it.
In the distance, Tian Kongyue's face changed drastically, and he shouted hurriedly: "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"
Su Yun raised his hand and lifted the stone tablet. The book in Chi Xiaoyao's hand immediately turned into a girl with a bang, and Longxiong immediately regained his physical form while still gliding.
Tian Kongyue's face changed drastically. He looked into the dragon cover and saw that the stone statue of Emperor Wenchang was rapidly recovering into flesh and blood!
"It's over..." Tian Kongyue cried out, and immediately took off into the sky.
“Bang!”
His face was pressed against the sky, as if against a mirror, and he couldn't get out at all.
"Damn it Zuo Songyan, you tampered with the picture so much!"
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