Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 433 - 420: Closing the Door to Beat the Dog (Three in One)_4

Nie Jun withdrew his gaze and pointed toward the light screen beside him, "I distracted the Old Dog's attention for you, it was your request, and I have fulfilled it,"

"But this,"

He shook the Dao Plate in his hand and said indifferently, "is not suitable for you."

Having said that, Nie Jun suddenly smashed the Dao Plate towards Shen Yi in the Formation, then stepped into the void, as the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword Palace thunderously unfolded across the sky.

Yet, those present were unaware.

In the instant the Sect Protection Formation was activated, their figures, like immortals and gods, had occupied the canopy of heaven.

From the Thousand Demon Cave, to Great Qian, and every corner,

every Cultivator and commoner alike, just needed to slightly look up to see that magnificent hall clearly.

"Madmen! They are all fucking mad!"

Ye Wenxuan watched in shock as the Dao Plate flew out of the palace, her heart suddenly dropping.

She shook her head and took in deep breaths, stepping directly into the light screen.

The crowd within the Thousand Demon Cave, from the powerful like Miao Qinghui to the weak like Jiang Qiulan and Zhu Jue, all frantically rushed towards the palace the moment they saw their master turning to leave.

The disciples of Wutong Mountain, led by Miao Qinghui, were all momentarily stunned.

They had some understanding of their master's temperament,

but when this scene actually unfolded before their eyes, it still inexplicably brought a sourness to the heart.

"Purple Sky Divine Thunder! Heed my command!"

Nie Jun, with his foot on the Mysterious Sword, above the seat of Dao Palace, suddenly saw the sword, which had turned from illusion to reality, covered in purple thunder.

It pointed straight from the heavens down to the Old Dog's head!

Whoosh!

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword Art spread across the blue sky, and with deafening thunder, it pierced through the Old Dog's forehead at a speed invisible to the naked eye, sinking an inch deep.

Nie Jun fell from the sky; he had almost exhausted all his reserves while activating the Dao Plate just now.

But he grabbed the Mysterious Sword with his backhand and still struck straight at the Old Dog.

Zhang Laifu gave him an indifferent glance and lazily swatted with his claw.

In an instant, Shen Yi's pair of golden wings powerfully knocked Nie Jun flying, his dark pupils tightly focused on the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword embedded in the Old Dog's forehead. The next moment, he directly reached out toward it.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder crackled and exploded on his fingers.

But those slender fingers still tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Under Zhang Laifu's astonished gaze,

Shen Yi, like a fierce wrathful deity, suddenly turned ferocious from calm.

He grabbed its neck tightly and slammed it fiercely onto the ground!

Inside his body, several cracks appeared on the phoenix egg under the erosion of the demon poison, bursting forth with vigorous vitality, turning into a dazzling golden light that poured into his arms.

Shen Yi pinned the Old Dog's head down with his knee.

With both hands on the sword, raised high above his head, the blade, hidden within the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, was faintly visible, carrying a dense murderous intent.

He ruthlessly stabbed it toward the Old Dog's neck!

Splat!

Hot dog blood splattered on Shen Yi's face, that fair and handsome visage showing no malice, only a resolute killing intent.

The sword edge dragged down from the neck, opening a deep gash across the Old Dog's abdomen.

Just as the accumulated medicinal power began to heal the injuries,

Shen Yi skillfully reached out, almost without searching, and instantly grabbed the Old Dog's Demon Core, so fast that Zhang Laifu had no chance to react.

Zzzt.

With his flick, another spray of blood squirted out.

Shen Yi released the sword, pressing down hard on Zhang Laifu's dog head until he could no longer feel any struggle in the palm of his hand.

Only then did he sit down on the ground, gasping for air like a damaged bellows.

In the entire sky, only one man and one dog remained.

"..."

Nie Jun landed on the Nanyang Relief, closely watching the bare-chested youth.

Moments later, he silently entered the palace,

and began to rummage behind the statue of the ancestor.

Nie Jun couldn't think of anything else that could be used to cover the other's nakedness, perhaps only the item in his hands.

In Zhang Laifu's treasured collection, the topmost item was a white Nanyang Vestment robe.

He respectfully held the Vestment robe,

stepping into the Formation, draped it over the exhausted Shen Yi, and also picked up the fallen Dao Plate from the ground for him.

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Then he knelt on one knee and presented the object.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at Nie Jun in front of him, finally regulated his breathing, and with raised eyebrows, said, "Cut the sentimentality."