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Chapter 155: Pure Yang View, Thousand Years Tribulation

Eastern part of Luo'an City

With Tiantianju as the center, a radius of several hundred meters has turned into a world of frost, and all humans in it have been frozen in place and turned into ice sculptures.

Su Yu, who came back, was suspended in mid-air, looking at this unusual scene with a gloomy face.

Wow!

He fell directly from the air, smashed through the roof of Tiantianju and returned to his room.

"System, tell me how to save her."

Looking at Mei Qingping, who was already covered in layers of frost, Su Yu seemed unusually calm.

"First use the soul-nourishing jade to stabilize her soul, and then take her to the mysterious world for transformation."

"Soul nourishing jade?"

"It was in the royal treasury just now."

Perhaps sensing the rage surging in the young man's heart, the system responded very quickly.

"Huan, help me manifest a piece of soul-nourishing jade."

"Okay, Master."

A cloud of white mist suddenly appeared in front of Su Yu. After the mist dissipated, a green jade emitting light fluorescence appeared out of thin air.

Reach out to catch the fallen treasure and place it directly on the frozen girl.

"Song, please help me protect her."

"good."

A cloud of white mist appeared, instantly enveloping Mei Qingping.

“Now, let’s create my own history!”

Su Yu turned his head and looked to the side, where stood the only idiot Daozi who was not frozen.

"Don't come over here!"

Seeing the young man's cold eyes, Baocao, who had only escaped the frozen fate with the magic weapon on his body, instantly collapsed and screamed.

"Let's go! I'll take you back to Chunyang Temple."

Su Yu didn't do anything to him, he just said something lightly, and then carried this guy and flew into the air.

"Senior Su, what happened here?"

Jin Zhongzong Zhang Wenyuan and royal minister Xu Lao also rushed over at this time and looked at everything below in great surprise.

"Zhang Wenyuan, let this guy let me go! If I get hurt at all, my father will make you unable to become the emperor!"

After seeing His Majesty the Emperor appear, Baocao's face lit up with joy, and he once again showed his arrogant and domineering attitude.

After hearing his words, Zhang Wenyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Senior, is this guy the culprit?"

Su Yu nodded and said expressionlessly: "That's right, so I'm going to take him to Chunyang Temple to completely solve the problem."

"Okay! Senior, please wait a moment. I will immediately send someone to notify the other seniors of the three major sects."

Zhang Wenyuan's face showed joy when he heard this, and the great disaster of Chunyang Temple was coming.

"No need, go and see if anyone is alive down there!"

The young man shook his head and walked into the space crack that was opened while carrying the clamoring bag.

The next moment, the two of them were in the sky directly above Chunyang Temple.

"We're at the place, I'll take you down."

After looking at the rows of buildings below, Su Yu let go of the straw bag Daozi in his hand and let him fall from the sky.

"ah!"

The screams instantly spread throughout Chunyang Temple, and the magic-sealed bag of grass hit the huge square heavily, turning into mud with only one breath left.

After discovering that it was Senior Brother Daozi who fell from high altitude, the Chunyang Temple disciples below immediately became chaotic, and the entire Chunyang Temple became very lively.

A few minutes later, after seeing that most of the disciples of Chunyang Temple came to the square, Su Yu slowly descended from the sky to a height where they could see it.

"Everyone shut up and kneel down!"

Without giving the people below any chance to react, the young man directly launched the secret technique of magic sound soul control.

Boom, boom, boom!

All Chunyang disciples in the square whose strength was below the level of Refining God and Returning to the Void fell to their knees without any resistance.

Those disciples at the level of refining gods and returning to the void also knelt down on the ground with distorted expressions after persisting for a while.

Only the eight people standing next to Baocao were not affected in any way. They all looked up at Su Yu in mid-air.

"Who are you? How dare you come to Chunyang Temple to act wild!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest in the lead had a face full of anger and shouted harshly.

"Bao Buping, the father of the idiot Daozi, is the current master of Chunyang Temple. The person beside you should be the seven elders, am I right?"

Su Yu did not answer Bao Buping's question, but looked at the eight people one by one.

"System, tell me how many of those eight people can survive."

"There is only the Sixth Elder. He has never accepted a disciple, and has never harmed innocent people. He is a pure cultivator."

"I see."

After getting the answer from the system, Su Yu nodded and let him live.

"Kneeling Chunyang Temple disciples below, look at your past. Anyone who has killed innocent and kind people should commit suicide!"

The magic sound control soul was activated again, and the square instantly became a river of blood. The Chunyang Temple disciples on nearly the sixth floor committed suicide on the spot, and dozens of people were still resisting desperately.

"die!"

Seeing this, Su Yu launched the magic sound soul control for the third time on the dozens of people. Finally, they could no longer resist and slit their own throats with their swords.

"You dare!"

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Bao Buping and the seven elders had no time to react.

After seeing the square littered with corpses, the eight people were frightened and angry, and immediately flew into the air and surrounded the young man.

Facing their encirclement, Su Yu raised his brows, completely indifferent.

"System, how many old guys at the Void Refining and Dao level are there in Chunyang Temple right now."

"Eighteen people. In addition to the eight people in front of the host, there are ten people who did not show up."

"They are all hiding in the dark?"

"There are nine people watching the battle in the dark, and one person is sleeping in the Chunyang Temple Forbidden Area."

"Tell me the locations of those nine people."

"..."

When the system pointed out the locations of the nine old things in the dark, Su Yu's eyes flashed coldly.

"Song, I'll tell you the location. Pull all seventeen people into a separate space."

"no problem."

Seventeen clouds of white mist suddenly appeared from all over the sky, and the seventeen big guys at the Lianxuhe Dao level of Chunyang Guan were all caught off guard and pulled into it.

"Space crack?"

"No! This is a special space!"

"Boy, what have you done!"

"Everyone, be careful to avoid fraud!"

After being pulled into the independent space, the seventeen strong men were extremely shocked and gathered their magic power to prepare for possible enemies.

"Sorry, my time is tight, so please forgive me for cheating."

Su Yu's figure appeared not far from the seventeen people, with a faint smile on his face.

Snapped!

After snapping his fingers, various weapons appeared out of thin air behind the boy.

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks, each one exudes an astonishing aura.

"Accept the bombardment of artifacts!"

Su Yu waved his right hand, and densely packed imitation artifacts were projected out, completely engulfing seventeen people in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! By the way, I forgot to mention that these artifacts are made on a temporary basis, so their existence is not stable and will explode!"

Rumble!

Continuous explosions sounded, and the seventeen old antiques who could barely resist collapsed instantly.
Chapter completed!
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