Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 667 The Disciples Show Their Skills

In his hand was a handsome monk with ordination scars on his head, whose body was covered by an extremely faint yet incredibly resilient earthy yellow aura.

The halo carried an earth-like, heavy aura, completely isolating him from destructive power.

"Amitabha." The monk was still fiddling with his prayer beads, looking like an outsider who didn't care about anything else: "You still need to work on your strength, benefactor. You don't have as much strength as Grandpa Wang Defa when he kneads dough."

Venerable Guixu: "???"

Did I poke you? And you're complaining?

The Star Clan soldiers behind him snapped out of their daze, and fear and anger instantly overwhelmed them.

"Kill them!!"

These aren't people! They're monsters!

Helan Yinling and the others: "..."

You look like bears, and you still call us monsters?

They were just obedient disciples of the peasant sect, born with the protection of their master's will.

The Star Clan soldiers roared madly, brandishing bone knives and bone spikes, gathering annihilation energy, and surging towards the Mud Legs Sect disciples like a tidal wave.

They want to tear these hunters disguised as prey to shreds!

Zhao Xun was dumbfounded. His heart had been pounding in his chest, but now he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, followed by an extremely complex and bittersweet feeling.

He almost forgot that Wujiu City... was the main base of the lord's operations.

How many of those living inside are truly "ordinary people"? What kind of monster disciples are they! What exactly has the Master been teaching them?

The Star Clan soldiers launched a fierce counterattack, but the Mud Legs Sect disciples were not afraid.

Tuoba Yu wielded the bone-bone brush with incredible skill; it was a toothbrush made for him by his master himself, and who in the world could stop him?

It wasn't just the toothbrush; back then, he had bad breath, and he used this toothbrush to develop a set of iron teeth. He would open his mouth and bite, one bite after another, like a human-shaped lollipop.

Helan Yinling's face was full of joy as one Star Clan member after another rushed towards her. She smiled and said, "Fertilizer analysis, purification! I want calcium, phosphorus, magnesium, zinc, and copper!"

As if summoned, countless atoms detached themselves from the Star Clan's skeleton and fell into Helan Silver Bell's jar.

The Star Clan, whose bones had their elements extracted, instantly developed osteoporosis from their once-hard divine bones.

With a light kick, Helan Yinling shattered them into a pile of bone fragments.

Unexpectedly, the situation turned out to be one-sided. These seemingly ordinary humans were actually the natural nemesis of the Star Clan!

Venerable Guixu was extremely anxious. Looking at the calm and composed handsome monk in his hand, he said, "Let's make an example of him and start with you!"

All the storm gathered in his palm, ready to be unleashed upon Tuoba Xuan.

"Amitabha……"

A peaceful yet strangely penetrating Buddhist chant resounded.

With his gleaming bald head reflecting light, Tuoba Xuan clasped his hands together and sighed compassionately: "Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. You benefactors are filled with too much resentment. This humble monk will chant sutras for you to be reborn in the Pure Land as soon as possible!"

He gently swayed a string of ancient Buddhist beads in his hand, and a soft golden light spread out like ripples on water.

Any Star Clan soldier touched by the golden light froze instantly, the purple light in their eyes went out one after another like a candle blown out by the wind, and their massive skeletons went limp silently, completely losing their life force.

Venerable Guixu reacted quickly; the moment the golden light spread, he dodged away.

He sensed that although the golden light could not destroy his purple bones, it was enough to give his soul a hard time. His face was contorted with rage, and he didn't know how to break the deadlock.

"Hey you over there! Don't just stare! Control the gravity field! Don't let these bone fragments fall and hit the flowers and plants," a man wearing a hard hat, who looked like a foreman, directed.

He was a disciple of the Mud Leg Sect's Infrastructure Engineering Department. Wujiu City was built by students from this department, and their skills were in no way inferior to those of the senior students who were engaged in animal and plant breeding.

"Alright, foreman!"

"understand!"

Several architecture students immediately nodded, forming hand seals with practiced ease, as if they were mixing cement on a construction site.

In an instant, the gravity field in the battlefield area became extremely strange.

Some of the Star Clan soldiers suddenly felt as heavy as Mount Tai, and were directly crushed into thin bone fragments by an invisible force with a "snap," stuck to the invisible spatial barrier, impossible to pry off, waiting to be recycled as building materials.

The other part suddenly lost weight and floated up, twirling and spinning wildly in mid-air like a giant spinning top. Then, Tuoba Yu precisely brushed it over, polishing it evenly into fine bone powder. Helan Yinling followed closely behind, using a special container like a vacuum cleaner to suck up the bone powder.

Several others tried to escape, but the surrounding air suddenly became as thick as glue. Their movements slowed a hundredfold, as if they were trapped in slow motion. They could only watch helplessly as they slowly "sank" into an invisible quagmire of gravity, completely "fixed" in place, awaiting their fate.

The Star Clan soldiers' so-called counterattack was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, when faced with this bizarre, unimaginable, "professionally streamlined" attack.

All that remained was deafening silence and utter defeat.

As the Venerable Guixu watched this scene of utter defeat, his dark purple skull face trembled violently with rage, smoke rising from between his bones.

He finally realized that from the moment they stepped into this plane, they had fallen into a trap that defied all logic.

He strongly suspected that the Creator God had led them here to carry out a large-scale resource recycling operation, and that their Star Clan was the high-quality raw material delivered to their doorstep.

"Damn it, we can't just sit here and wait to die."

Since we're going to die anyway, might as well...

"Don't let the rich water flow to outsiders' fields."

The proud skull suddenly raised its head, emitting an ancient and eerie chant, and countless dark runes on its purple bones lit up wildly.

A terrifying suction force suddenly erupted from him!

The target was not the enemy, but... those Star Clan soldiers who were being "processed" or had just lost their lives, whose soul fire had not yet been completely extinguished.

"Venerable...Venerable One?!"

"no, do not want!"

The surviving Star Clan soldiers were horrified to discover that their souls were being forcibly extracted uncontrollably, turning into streaks of purple light that screamed and struggled as they were frantically swallowed by the gaping maw of the Venerable Guixu.

Venerable Guixu even went so far as to pull over soldiers who were trapped by the gravity field and temporarily unable to move, along with their bones and souls, crushing and devouring them.

"Power! More power!"

His aura surged wildly at an alarming rate.