Wang Dubao straightened his hunchback, and his whole body suddenly became extremely huge.
His originally small and skinny body erupted with tsunami-like power.
He leaped up and pounced on Chen Luoyang.
His martial arts true intent condensed into a ball of light in mid-air.
At this moment, a pitch-black universe seemed to appear in front of Chen Luoyang.
The universe was filled with stars.
Each star was in its own orbit, moving according to its own trajectory.
As the stars pulled each other, there seemed to be infinite power that could easily reverse the universe.
Chen Luoyang had seen Wang Dubao make a move before.
This was one of the 36 secret techniques of the Devil religion, the Star Shifting Sanshou.
The concept was born from the Sun Shifting Technique of the six peerless techniques.
They were all ways to reverse the universe in a small area and stir up the Sumeru World with the power of a mustard seed.
Wang Dubao was slippery and shrewd. He had never fought head-on with others.
This Star Shifting Sanshou complemented him.
But now, as the stars moved, the infinite power of thousands of stars seemed to condense into one point and blast at Chen Luoyang!
Wang Dubao used all his strength in this move. His whole body merged with his martial arts will image and turned into a meteor, instantly pouncing in front of Chen Luoyang.
But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly rushed into the main hall.
A hurricane swept and blocked between Chen Luoyang and Wang Dubao.
The rotating storm deflected the dazzling meteor.
It was the Left Emissary Xiao Yuntian who arrived and blocked Wang Dubao's attack for Chen Luoyang.
Wang Dubao missed his attack and wanted to attack again.
However, the hurricane suddenly expanded and pushed Wang Dubao back.
At this moment, a golden light flashed.
"Wang, how dare you!"
Jingang roared and rushed forward, knocking the unstable Wang Dubao out of the main hall.
The two of them fell from the Six Dragons Emperor Carriage together.
Chen Luoyang almost used his All or Nothing technique just now.
At this moment, he was relieved.
He walked to the window of the main hall and looked down with black light flashing in his eyes.
In the mountains below, Jingang was fighting Wang Dubao.
Under Chen Luoyang's careful observation, the movements of both parties seemed to have slowed down a little in his eyes.
However, there were two King Wu after all, and he had yet to recover from his injuries, so he still seemed to be moving very quickly.
It was not an impersonation. It was indeed the Kuafu Protector in charge of the Qianzhou branch of the Devil religion, Wang Dubao.
One of the trusted aides of the Hierarch.
Was the current situation a betrayal, or was there another reason?
Chen Luoyang pondered.
The red light that flashed in the other party's eyes was very strange.
Furthermore, there was a hint of madness in his wooden expression …
"I'm late. Please forgive me, Hierarch."
The hurricane slowed down a little, and a person came to Chen Luoyang's side.
"It might be the Secret Blood Soul Curse of the foreign tribes of the Northern Desert." Xiao Yuntian said, "Just now, I saw from afar that Protector Wang's situation seemed to be bad, so I followed him. Unfortunately, I was still a step too late, and he disturbed Cult Master's sacred carriage."
Zhang Tianheng, Elder Mingjing, Shanghai Song, and the others also appeared at this time, looking down at Wang Dubao, who was fighting with Jingang.
"The Secret Blood Soul Curse can invade a person's mind and soul. It is extremely evil, and few of the foreign tribes practice it." Elder Mingjing said, "To be able to invade Protector Wang's mind, the other party's cultivation must also be King Wu's. There should be only two or three people in the entire foreign tribes who practice the Secret Blood Soul Curse."
He was born in the Qing Liang Temple of Buddhism in the northern Jin Province, and had faced the foreign tribes in the north directly. He knew a lot about them.
"The 'Heart Ghost' Keluntu, the third of the ten horses under Xiuzhe, the Left Virtuous Prince of the foreign tribes, is extremely mysterious. There is little information about him, and no one knows his depth. But with such a nickname, he might be an expert who practices the Secret Blood Soul Curse," Xiao Yuntian said.
He bowed to Chen Luoyang. "Hierarch, the Secret Blood Soul Curse can't be too far away. I'll go and grab him. The Secret Blood Soul Curse will be broken if he is disturbed even a little."
Chen Luoyang did not say anything. He looked down at the mountain-splitting battle below expressionlessly.
"How embarrassing," he said lightly.
Zhang Tianheng looked down at Wang Dubao with an angry expression.
As a fellow Protector of the Devil religion, he also felt a burning sensation on his face. He was ashamed to be in the same group as Wang Dubao.
Shang Guan Song looked very serious.
However, his gaze clearly revealed a look of gloating, as if he was watching the show.
Wang Dubao was a young man who had been promoted by the Hierarch.
Now that he had angered the Hierarch, Shanghai Song was happy to watch the show.
Xiao Yuntian bowed to Chen Luoyang again. Then, without saying a word, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
"Check the members of the Qian Province branch who were with him. See how they are doing now."
Chen Luoyang ordered.
"Yes, Hierarch." Zhang Tianheng ordered his subordinates to check.
He could no longer hold back.
"Hierarch, I'll go with Jingang to take down this hunchback," Zhang Tianheng said hatefully.
Chen Luoyang nodded indifferently.
After getting permission, Zhang Tianheng immediately jumped off the Six-Dragon Emperor Chariot. He fell from the sky like a thunderbolt and smashed toward Wang Dubao's head.
Wang Dubao's eyes glowed red. He looked more and more crazy.
His fighting style was completely different from his usual cautious and cunning self.
He fought head-on with Jingang and Zhang Tianheng.
Zhang Tianheng grinned hideously and said, "Old Wang, we don't have enough people to catch that guy from the Sword Pavilion. We can't guarantee that we can take you down without hurting you.
Offending the Cult Master is the right thing for you to suffer.
You'd better pray that Brother Xiao can break his evil spell as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for beating you half to death today! "
He was injured, but he didn't take it to heart at the moment. His hands were like thunder, and he became braver as he fought.
On the Six-Dragon Emperor Chariot, Chen Luoyang calmly watched the two-on-one battle below.
Wang Dubao had been suppressed. It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
However, Xiao Yuntian had been gone for a long time, but there was still no reply.
"Hierarch, I don't know how many enemies there are. Yuntian is alone. Do you want I to go and have a look?" Shanghai Song said.
He looked serious and his tone was solemn.
But Chen Luoyang always felt that he was being sarcastic.
It was as if he was saying that even Xiao Yuntian would be controlled by the Secret Blood Soul Spell and come back to fight back.
"The Secret Blood Soul Spell only works on one person at a time," Elder Mingjing said.
Shanghai Song smiled and said, "That's good, that's good. In this way, as long as he doesn't run into the Left Virtuous King, Xiuzhe, Yuntian can at least escape unscathed."
While he was laughing, he was paying attention to Chen Luoyang.
It was fine if it was someone else.
As Emperor Wu, Chen Luoyang should have a way to deal with the Secret Blood Soul Spell, right?
Was he too lazy to deal with it and disdained to make a move, so he simply taught Wang Dubao a lesson?
Or … was he unable to do anything at all?
The Seventh Elder of the Devil religion kept thinking.
At this moment, on the Six-Dragon Emperor Chariot, in the main hall, a shadow suddenly swayed strangely.
Then, the flat shadow actually stood up.
From the black shadow, a black sword tip extended out.
It was silent.
But it was as fast as lightning!
It stabbed at Chen Luoyang's back!
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