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Chapter 1066: Chapter 314: Namo Immortal Magnetic Cannon Blasts Evil Tathagata, Divine Monkey’s Staff Unyielding Against the Buddha [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

Under the command of Feng Zhiqi and Wenlong Yuwen, the Divine Envoys of the Temple Control Bureau rapidly rushed over.

On the side of the Divine Sect, besides the Great Elder Fang Hanshu who had arrived early, the Second Elder Zhao Fangzhou, the Third Elder Ding Zi, and many disciples from the True Successor List of the Divine Sect also rushed over.

It happened in just a moment.

The central district of Qianyuan Taoist City became a meeting place for powerful figures from all sides.

The intertwining oppressive force roared relentlessly, causing many common folk who came to watch the commotion and the Jianghu guests with weak cultivation to collapse, their legs giving way.

However, everyone looked up, gazing at the confrontation high in the sky.

Daoist Master Yue Huanglong’s eyes glimmered, with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Supervisor Hong Shifu, carrying a chessboard, sighed.

Feng Zhiqi was trembling all over, filled with battle intent, eager and ready to fight, seeking to break through the shackle of the Heavenly Gate, hoping to gain something from this battle.

Yet...

He ultimately did not intervene.

Lv Taibai, Grandmaster Huang Mei, and Ji Moli...

Although one was one of the Three Lifetimes bodies of Grandmaster Huang Mei, and the other was one of the Heavenly King Avatars of Ji Moli...

They both belonged to those existing at the level of the Great God List and the Heavenly Gate!

Even though Feng Zhiqi had already reached the peak of the Martial Arts Path, just one step away from the Absolute Peak, he was not foolish; participating in such a level of combat...

Would be courting death.

Even if he truly stepped into the Absolute Peak, he would only have just entered, not comparable to the strengths of those on the Great God List and the Heavenly Gate.

In Qianyuan Taoist City, tumultuous wind and waves raged.

Various powerful figures, with different postures and thoughts full of calculations.

Protected by the strong figures of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, Li Che’s painting immortal avatar.

Let his hands droop and his black hair flutter, as he lightly exhaled.

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

...

...

Dripping of black rain, like wolf brush soaked with thick ink being swung fiercely, splattering ink dots throughout heaven and earth.

It hit the black tiles of the city, on the brick walls, spreading out like black plum blossoms.

Two rays of light, almost one after the other, as if undergoing a teleportation through time and space, entered into the Small Cave Heaven from the outside.

Ao Lie, wearing the Star Constellation Assassin mask, seemed bewildered, his whole body with dragon scales bristling finely, coldness seething.

What the heck...

What happened?!

He was planning to sneakily assassinate Li Che, the father of Li Nuanxi, the one who got his sister and daughter killed by Earthly Hell’s Evil.

Yet...

Just as he took action, he was dragged into a dark as ink portal that appeared behind him.

Ao Lie wanted to resist, but as soon as that black portal locked onto him, it was as if a dark as ink hand reached out from the Netherworld, forcibly pulling him in, unable to resist or escape!

What is going on?!

At this moment, an icy chill rose in Ao Lie’s heart, as if to freeze his entire body.

Sizzling!

Black ink rain wildly swept, constantly striking Ao Lie’s Star Constellation Assassin mask, and the ink droplets exploded, the black ink turning transparent after exploding.

Ao Lie was chilled to the bone.

A breath or two after he appeared in Mo City.

A stream of light also fell, crashing onto the black ink-filled cobblestone ground.

Buddha Light illuminated, with extremely strong Heaven and Earth Soul pressure incessantly leaking out.

Divinity swept like a storm, but after sweeping for a moment, the divinity recklessly pouring out in all directions immediately halted, no longer spreading.

Huang Tuo’s big red kasaya flapped wildly in the wind, hands clasped together, his face exceedingly stern, pupils shrinking to the size of sesame seeds.

He had never seen such a method from the Underworld.

When the Underworld collaborated with Yellow Sword Wine to kill the Su Family’s Martial Saint Su Wenxi, Huang Tuo had not yet arrived in Qianyuan Taoist City.

Although he had heard rumors, he had never truly experienced the Underworld’s methods.