Chapter 570
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“Break！”
Just as the eight gates shattered, with one hand, Huang Laodao blocked the palm that the Jing Kong of Huoyun Temple descended from the sky, and with the other hand, he pinched a seal formula, and with both hands together exert force slashed towards the dharma form of the demon monk ZhenYe.
“Boom！”
Accompanied by a harsh sound of breaking through the air, a sword qi penetrated through the body of the demon monk Zhen Ye.
Immediately, six of the twelve arms of the demon monk Zhen Ye were broken, and only three of the six heads were left.
“Bang！”
The blow that he was originally preparing to crack the second door, its power was greatly reduced, and only left a shallow crack on the door.
“Boom！”
But when Huang Laodao was about to continue to make a move, the other palm of Jing Kong also slapped towards him with a loud crash, forcing Huang Laodao to also withdraw the other hand to resist.
“Bang！ …”
When the two palms opposed each other, the surging air wave was like a tide, surging through the streets of Western Zhou.
And on the ground beneath Huanglao Dao’s feet, there was an additional huge swastika mark.
If it weren’t for the fact that the houses and the ground in the capital city were all protected by the array enchantment, I’m afraid that just the aftershocks from the two people’s would be enough to reduce this city to ruins.
Huanglao Dao frowned.
Jing Kong’s way of fighting was very obvious. It was to tie up his hands and feet and prevent him from being able to rush to the imperial city for support.
Thinking of this, Huanglao Dao suddenly licked his lips and smiled as he looked at Jing Kong, the abbot of Huoyun Temple, and said：
Old bald donkey, I ate your left ear before, and the taste was not bad. Today, this old Taoist wants to taste your right ear again.
After saying this, he suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit towards Jing Kong.
And in the instant when Huanglao Dao opened his mouth to bite, his head suddenly enlarged three times, like a big-headed doll, and the opened mouth also became like the huge mouth of a wild beast.
Bang！
However, when Huanglao Dao’s huge mouth was about to swallow Jing Kong’s head, a black swastika Buddhist light, like a wall, blocked between Huanglao Dao and Jing Kong.
But even so, Huanglao Dao still did not close his mouth. Instead, like gnawing on some delicious food, he kept gnawing at the swastika Buddha light that lay between him and the Pure Space Demon Monk.
In the blink of an eye, a corner of that swastika-shaped Buddha’s light was eaten by him.
“Amitabha…”
Jingkong could only helplessly chant a Buddhist incantation. He could feel that his mana was being eaten away bit by bit by this old Taoist, but still had no intention of withdrawing his palm. He just cast a glance in the direction of the imperial city.
“Boom！”
Without the disruption of Huanglao Dao, the evil monk Zhenwu manifested a black-faced Arhat Dharma form and joined forces with the evil monk Zhenye, who only had three heads and six arms left. Holding a black axe in hand, they heavily chopped on the second door of the Eight Gates Startling God Formation.
Just hearing a “bang” sound, the second huge door condensed by spiritual energy shattered.
“Swish！”
And the nine-tailed blood fox launched all eight of its tails. With one hand holding the blood-dripping sword and the other hand holding the huge shield transformed from the blood cloud, it forcefully blocked those golden-armored divine beings transformed from the statues.
In fact, the cultivation base of the Blood Demon Old Ancestor far exceeded that of the two magic monks from Huoyun Temple. But unfortunately, it encountered Huanglao Dao, who was incompatible to its Great Dao making it simply has no chance to display its true strength.
“Boom！”
As if venting the anger in its heart, after shocking several golden-armored divine generals away with one sword, the Blood Demon Old Ancestor swung several thick fox tails together and shattered three huge doors in a row.
In this way, of the Eight Gates Startling God Formation, five of the eight gates had been broken.
Seeing this scene, Jingkong of Huoyun Temple then heaved a sigh of relief. As long as he continued to control Huanglao Dao, it was only a matter of time before the Eight Gates Startling God Array was broken.
“Chu Zhaoyuan, this time you bet wrong. The 1,600-year fortune of the Chu Kingdom belongs to my Huoyun Temple.”
A greedy look flashed in Jingkong’s eyes.
……
Inside the imperial city.
The Ligong Palace, the Star-Picking Terrace.
This was built by the founding emperor of the Chu Kingdom to entertain various cultivators and was also the tallest building in the entire capital city.
On weekdays, looking down from the high platform, one could have a panoramic view of the numerous lights of the capital city.
And at this moment, only a lonely old man was sitting on the Star-Picking Terrace.
The old man had gray hair and was wearing a cloth green shirt. He was buried in reviewing the memorials on the table in front of him.
If it weren’t for the jade seal placed on the table, it would be hard to imagine that this old man was the Great Chu Emperor Chu Zhaoyuan, a generation of heroic master who reversed the fate of the Great Chu’s destruction with his own strength, swallowed Wu and Shu in the west, and wiped out the Man and Yue in the south, leaving only five of the Youyun Immortal Dynasty.
“Boom！ ……”
Just at this time, the Eight Gates Startling God Array that guarded the imperial city was broken again.
Only two of the eight gates remained, and it would not take half a stick of incense for the great array to be completely broken.
And Chu Zhaoyuan just raised his head and took a look, then continued to bury his head in reviewing the memorials, as if he hadn’t seen anything.
“Father Emperor.”
Just at this time, a gentle and refined girl who was full of the scholarly atmosphere walked onto the Star-Picking Platform.
Behind the girl, there was also a monk following.
Die’er, you and Master Chongyang could have come up later.
Chu Zhaoyuan said without even raising his head.
Father, my child doesn’t want to wait until that time.
The girl named Die’er walked to the side of Chu Zhaoyuan with a bit of stubbornness.
Then you can just stand beside me.
Chu Zhaoyuan put down the memorial in his hand, stretched his body and stood up, and then looked at the girl with a hint of doting smile.
This smile made the imperial majesty between his brows disappear completely.
Father, is that person really worth your bet like this？
The girl looked at Chu Zhaoyuan with a worried look in her eyes.
Chu Zhaoyuan looked at the girl seriously, and then nodded vigorously and said：
Worth it！
His eyes were as firm as the hard steel.
Boom！
Just at this time, another of the eight gates was broken, and even the golden-armored divine generals had only two left.
