Strengthen The Descendants, My Descendants Are All Immortal World Bosses

Chapter 177 Killing The Demon Monk, The Skyfire Dynasty Ends

"This is the Rank Six Magic Treasure, the Flawless Kasaya of this humble monk. Let's see how you can escape!"

With a sinister smile on his face, Piluo burst into dazzling golden light, his thumbs tucked in, and he began chanting strange syllables.

"Mīmānīwōng..."

The sound resonated like a resounding bell, reverberating throughout the heavens and earth, as if hammers were pounding on everyone's hearts.

The cultivators of the Seven Nations Alliance who heard this sound immediately changed their expressions, their faces turning pale as paper. Those with lower cultivation bases were even directly injured by this strange sound.

The most affected were Xin Chaosu and the others who were closest to Piluo. Although they were also Venerables in the Nascent Soul stage, their realms were still far behind. Their faces turned ugly as they desperately drove their Spirit Power to resist the deadly sound.

Piluo, the demonic monk, sneered and raised his hand, pointing towards the sky. The Kasaya in the sky instantly descended, enveloping the five people with a barrage of attacks.

Countless thin golden threads shot out from the Kasaya, attempting to bind the five people from various angles.

"Attack!"

Xin Chaosu raised the crescent moon behind him, while the jade Rakshasa summoned a bronze ancient lamp. At the same time, a Flying Sword emitting golden lightning shot out from his sleeve, directly aiming for Piluo's body.

The others also used their own methods, attempting to suppress Piluo.

"Overestimating your abilities!"

Piluo sneered, his gaze falling on Feng Jun. He had already noticed that this guy's aura was fluctuating, indicating that he had just recently broken through. It would be best to strike him first.

Swish!

A large number of golden threads were pulled out from the Kasaya, shooting towards Feng Jun from all directions.

Feng Jun was greatly surprised and quickly summoned a green shield to protect himself. The green light enveloped his body.

However, how could a hastily taken out Rank Four treasure shield withstand the full force attack of a middle stage Nascent Soul expert? It was almost instantly broken through, and more than a dozen golden threads pierced through Feng Jun's hands and feet, dancing like serpents, attempting to bind him.

Xin Chaosu and the others were also greatly surprised and immediately launched a full-scale attack on Piluo's body, attempting to rescue Feng Jun.

Piluo, the demonic monk, lived up to his reputation as a renowned Nascent Soul Venerable. Not only did he handle the five people's attacks with ease, but he also had a playful smile on his face, like a cat playing with mice.

The black-robed clone, who had been hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes. This Piluo was indeed very strong.

This guy was even stronger than the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor. This was not only reflected in his cultivation base, but also in the cultivation techniques, resources, and magic treasures of the Central Domain, which were much stronger than those of the Eastern Domain.

For example, the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor only had a Rank Five primary magic treasure in his hand.

Seeing Feng Jun in crisis, the black-robed clone no longer hesitated and directly activated the curse function of the system.

"System, consume one hundred million years of lifespan, curse Piluo, the demonic monk!"

Back then, Qin Changqing was only in the Nascent Soul stage, and one hundred million years of lifespan was enough to make the Ten Thousand Demons Ancestor feel threatened. Now that Qin Changqing had entered the Divine Transformation stage, using the same one hundred million years of lifespan, the effect would undoubtedly be much stronger.

Piluo, who had been smiling, suddenly changed his expression, feeling a malicious force firmly locking onto him.

Immediately after, he was horrified to find that his own Spirit Power became extremely sluggish, and even his Nascent Soul was enveloped by a sense of malice. A sense of inexplicable fear surged in his heart.

"Poof!"

Piluo suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with disbelief.

What just happened?

How did he inexplicably suffer a heavy blow?

He quickly looked around, trying to find the person who attacked him, but found nothing.

"It's the Alliance Leader who made a move!"

Xin Chaosu and the others immediately realized what had happened, their spirits lifted, and smiles appeared on their faces at the same time.

With the Alliance Leader watching from behind, let's see if you can survive!

Four people immediately unleashed a barrage of Magic Treasures.

The demonic monk Piluo was suddenly attacked, and the golden silk that bound the Wind Lord loosened, allowing the Wind Lord to break free and join the camp that was besieging the demonic monk.

Strike while the iron is hot!

"Consume one hundred million years of lifespan, curse the demonic monk Piluo!"

"System, consume ten thousand years of lifespan, curse the Divine Transformation Heavenly Lord in front of me!"

"System..."

Meanwhile, the black-robed clone was moving around the edge of the battlefield. Whenever he saw someone in danger, he would offer a curse-filled Large Gift Bag to help his own camp gain the advantage.

"Hahaha, it's the leader making a move! Old thing, weren't you arrogant just now? Come, fight with this lord for another three hundred rounds!"

Shen Yuantu, who had just been suppressed in the fight, laughed wildly when he saw his opponent spitting blood and retreated. He raised his blood-colored greatsword and charged forward once again.

"Third sister, give me a shield!"

Qin Qiming's face showed a hint of joy, and he shouted.

Qin Mengxue immediately agreed and quickly formed hand seals. Streams of Spirit Power poured into Qin Qiming's body, forming a faint green shield on his surface.

Not only that, Qin Qiming's speed also increased to another level. His Flying Sword shuttled through the enemy camp like a wandering dragon.

"Kill that kid!"

Several Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the Tianhuo Dynasty noticed Qin Qiming and the others and immediately rushed over.

"Second sister!"

Qin Qiming glanced sideways, but remained calm.

Qin Mengrou immediately threw out a white pearl, from which a large amount of white mist spewed out, instantly enveloping the surroundings.

The cultivators from the Tianhuo Dynasty who were trapped in the white mist were immediately shocked to find that not only was their speed suppressed, even their divine sense couldn't explore.

This was a special formation pearl that Qin Mengrou had created after being inspired by the two spirit beasts, A Zhen and A Qiang. The white mist was extracted from the two spirit beasts, which were Rank Six Tiger-Lion Beasts. Although it only had a portion of its power, even Nascent Soul stage cultivators would be affected, let alone Divine Transformation Heavenly Lords!

The Tianhuo Dynasty was affected, but the Seven Nations Alliance was not.

Qin Mengrou gently touched the pearl with her hands, and the cultivators from the Seven Nations Alliance, including Qin Qiming, were immediately released from their restraints. Their divine sense swept out wildly, instantly locking onto the enemy's positions.

At this moment, the battle between the two sides had already become unfair. Under the influence of the white mist, the Tianhuo Dynasty was like a blind man, stumbling around and constantly being attacked by the Seven Nations Alliance. They quickly fell into a huge disadvantage.

The battle was fierce, with cultivators screaming in agony. Spiritual armor shattered and fell from the sky, and even Nascent Soul stage cultivators couldn't escape, being directly chased down and crushed into pieces.

And the demonic monk Piluo, who had been in a dominant position, was now retreating step by step. Under the joint siege of Xin Chaosu and the other five, he was already on the verge of death.

"Representing the moon, I shall eliminate you!"

The moon above Xin Chaosu's head spun wildly and ruthlessly descended towards the demonic monk Piluo.

"If you want to kill me, you'll have to...ugh!"

Just as the demonic monk Piluo was about to use his Kasaya to defend himself, he once again spat out blood. His Spirit Power dissipated, and he could only watch helplessly as the moon above his head crushed him.

Swish!

A head flew up, and without stopping, the moon continued to slash at the escaping Primordial Spirit, killing it as well.

The demonic monk Piluo, dead!

In the distance, Emperor Lun Yunfei of the Tianhuo Dynasty had a pale face and murmured, "My kingdom...is lost!"

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(Note: I had something to attend to today, so I'm releasing two chapters first. The next three chapters might be delayed!)