Chapter 637 Former Disciple
Chapter 637 Former Disciple (Second)
In the sky outside Baiyun Star, many star boats are flying through the void like a meteor shower. Some star boats flew into the atmosphere of Baiyun Star, and some star boats left Baiyun Star and flew away into the distant starry sky. Every hour, there were always dozens of star boats entering and exiting. Looking at this busy traffic scene, Baiyunxianmen, relying on the power of Yuanhuamen, may have turned Baiyunxing into the transportation and trading hub of Xiaodong Yuantian Realm.
Living in the void, Wuqi's spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire Baiyun Star. His divine consciousness covered everything, and countless data poured in like a tide. Wu Qi has digested all the hundreds of millions of evil spirits absorbed by Pangu Continent. At this moment, his soul is extremely powerful. Countless data are pouring in, but he can easily break down and analyze them, and he can grasp all the situations on Baiyun Star in the blink of an eye.
Back then, on Baiyun Star, there were many dynasties standing side by side in the mortal world, but today's Baiyun Star has been unified by a certain dynasty. This dynasty established its capital at the foot of Baiyun Peak and named it ‘Yuanhua’. The royal surname was ‘Zi’. The current emperor had a cultivation level of the early Jindan period, which clearly shows that the dynasty was founded by the descendants of Yuanhua’s ancestors.
The emperor who sat on the dragon throne in the city and handled state affairs had extremely poor qualifications. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to cultivate to the level of the golden elixir. The golden elixir in his body was so mixed that it was obviously the elixir that was forcibly condensed by the external force of the elixir. When Wu Qi's spiritual consciousness swept across the palace, the emperor named Ziyue Hu was counting the quantities of various ores and spiritual stones mined in the past six months with his courtiers, and was preparing to deliver these ores and spiritual stones to Baiyun Peak.
Sitting on Baiyun Peak were some people who were very familiar to Wu Qi. The leader was the Green Staff Immortal. He led several immortals and dozens of monks in the realm of Yuanshen to guard Baiyun Peak. In front of the mountain is the imperial capital of the Yuanhua Dynasty, and behind the mountain is a large immortal square. There are tens of thousands of monks and immortals doing business inside, and the crowds are bustling. There are at least tens of thousands of shops in the immortal square, which is bigger than Qingya Star. The Qingya Fairy Square is even more lively.
With a laugh, Wu Qi was about to rush into Baiyun Star and follow the methods on Qingya Star according to law, when his expression suddenly changed.
On Baiyun Star, in a house in a remote town, a group of wolf-like and tiger-like men wearing red brocade clothes were holding weapons and besieging a group of less than twenty people. There could be three to four hundred men in brocade robes, all of them lined with soft armor. There were probably more than a hundred men holding powerful crossbows, and they had already surrounded the entire house. The others held swords and charged forward like a continuous wave, killing less than twenty people in strong suits. They retreated step by step and were about to rush into a small building guarded by these big men.
Wu Qi's entire spiritual consciousness instantly condensed into this small town. The huge spiritual consciousness caused chaos in the spiritual energy of the surrounding world. Clouds were flying in the sky, strong winds were blowing all around, and low thunder could be heard from far away from the sky. The strong wind stirred up sand, dust and grass blades and flooded the entire town. The sand and stones in the storm were as strong as arrows, causing the tiles on the roof to shatter one by one. Every household hurriedly closed their doors, and no one dared to do so anymore. Walk outside.
Those big men in brocade clothes were blown by the strong wind, and each of them lost their footing. Many of them were blown up.
He bumped into the surrounding walls and trees in embarrassment. The formation of the big men in brocade robes was in chaos. The men in fine robes, who numbered less than twenty people, hurriedly took the opportunity to reorganize their ranks and securely guarded the door of the small building behind them.
The strong wind stirred up by Wu Qi was extremely strange. The big men in brocade clothes shouted out loudly, and it was unclear what they were shouting about. After a gust of black wind whizzed past the courtyard carrying sand and dust, Wu Qi took Princess Zhang Le's hand and stood firmly in the courtyard. On Ao Buzun's neck, Pan Wuqi was winking at the little chick standing blankly on Princess Zhang Le's shoulder. A man, a woman, a dragon, and a phoenix, this combination looks really weird.
The strong wind around suddenly stopped, and the big men in brocade clothes stared blankly at Wu Qi and his group. The leader, a strong man about ten feet away and holding a serrated flying scythe, frowned and strode forward to hug Wu Qi. He made a bow and said: "Two seniors, we are the royal guards of Yuanhua Celestial Dynasty. We are ordered by our emperor to hunt down the rebel leaders Li Yifeng, Zi Qianyan and a pair of scoundrels. I also ask you two seniors not to interfere with our Yuan Dynasty." Hua Tian Dynasty’s internal affairs!”
After a brief pause, the big man took out a jade tablet from his waist and shined it. He input a shallow amount of true energy into the jade tablet. A large cloud of smoke suddenly spurted out from the jade tablet, and the white smoke slowly swirled around the big man. This fat man with a fierce and murderous face suddenly added a hint of immortality. The big man said proudly: "Baiyunxing Baiyunxianmen is my Yuanhuatian..."
Wu Qi interrupted the big man's words with direct actions. He patted Ao Buzun on the head and pointed at the big man.
Ao Buzun Congshan Ruliu opened his big mouth and swallowed hard, and a black air spurted out from his mouth and enveloped the big man. I heard an exclamation, and the black air was sucked into Ao Buzun's small mouth. Ao Buzun closed his mouth and chewed slowly. The sound of cracking bones kept coming, and there was faint blood coming from it. Ao Buzun's lips dropped.
Those big men in brocade clothes were so frightened that their legs were weak. Have they ever seen such a cruel scene? A really big living person was swallowed up by a monster that looked like a black snake? How could this little body, which was only two feet long, swallow a huge man who was almost ten feet tall? Several big men in brocade clothes had distorted faces and shouted: "Monster, monster, please quickly invite the immortal master to help!"
A beam of fire shot straight into the sky and exploded dozens of miles above the ground. There was a crisp sound, and a ball of white spiritual light within a radius of about 100 meters exploded. This spiritual light was enough for people within hundreds of miles to see clearly. Not long after, a few lines of white light flashed in the clouds in the distant sky, and then more than a dozen sword lights broke through the clouds and flew towards the small town quickly.
Wu Qi smiled coldly, these monks were just pretending. Just as his consciousness swept across the town, Wu Qi discovered that Li Yifeng and Zi Qianyan had been seriously injured, and even lost the ability to move. These monks were so arrogant that they couldn't bear to deal with two seriously injured people, so they sent these big men in brocade clothes to arrest them. Now that Ao Buzun had devoured the big man, others sent out an urgent warning letter, and the monks rushed over in a hurry.
With a sudden smile, Wu Qi opened his mouth, and a burst of chaotic spiritual light spurted out. The tall men in brocade clothes near the house screamed strangely and flew up, being sucked into Wu Qi's mustard world by the chaotic spiritual light. In the chaotic world of Mustard Seed, large areas of spiritual energy condensed and turned into ancient divine inscriptions representing suppression, confinement, and lethargy, which were firmly printed on the brows of these handsome men in brocade. Before these men could see clearly where they were, they had already fallen into a deep sleep. Without Wu Qi's release, they would not be able to wake up.
These people, plus the people from the Yuanhua Sect captured on Qingya Star, no one will be left behind. They will all be brought back to Pangu Continent for blood sacrifice. The object of the sacrifice is Lei Fei who promised to become the ancestral god supported by Donghai County. Now Beqi Donghai County also has a small situation, but although there are 50,000 soldiers under his command, their strength is very low. If you want these people to be put to use, how can you not hold dozens of large-scale blood sacrifices?
Seeing Wu Qi spitting out spiritual light and swallowing the big men in brocade clothes one after another, a dozen monks flying from high in the sky thought Wu Qi was a demon and a top-notch monk, thinking that he had devoured everyone. A young man in white clothes who was born with a jade tree facing the wind and whose cultivation was at the peak of Nascent Soul screamed: "How dare you, monster!"
A dozen monks pointed their hands together, and a dozen sword lights mixed with some low-grade spiritual weapons and magic weapons were smashed down on the head. Wu Qi snorted coldly, and six cyan demonic shadows suddenly formed on his body. The six demon god puppet clones he carried with him howled and flew into the sky. Sword lights, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons fell on them, and they were all directly hit by their bodies. Breathe it in.
Demon God Puppet clones can swallow various ores to increase their own strength. These flying sword magic weapons that have been refined through sacrifice are just the best tonic for them.
The attacking flying sword magic weapon was swallowed up by the demon puppet. Wu Qi's mouth spat out a large amount of spiritual light again. The eyes of the dozen or so monks who had not yet had time to sign up were dimmed. They could not distinguish between east, west and north. Wu Qi swallowed the mustard seeds. The world is suppressed with ancient divine texts.
After easily getting rid of the imperial guards and monks, Wu Qi turned around and looked at the dozen or so big men standing at the door of the small building, covered in blood but refusing to retreat, and nodded in appreciation. His spiritual consciousness swept over the bodies of these big men, and Wu Qi said in a deep voice: "They are a group of good men who know kindness, justice, and loyalty. Well, I will naturally be blessed by you in the future!"
Facing opponents dozens of times their size, even though they were seriously injured, they still fought to the death. These big men were very loyal and useful. They have all practiced some rudimentary cultivation methods, and their cultivation level is only at the peak level of the innate. It would be a pity to waste this cultivation level. Wu Qi is going to let them practice the Heaven and Earth True Body Art, and then hold a blood sacrifice for them. That's how they improve their strength.
Seeing Wu Qi walking towards the small building, these big men raised their weapons at the same time. A big man with two knives chopped off his face and a row of big teeth chopped off was hoarse and howling: "Stop! My emperor is here, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from approaching!"
Looking at this ordinary two-story blue brick building, Wu Qi suddenly laughed.
"Li Yifeng, Zi Qianyan, you have a group of good subordinates!" Wu Qi laughed loudly, the sleeves of his Taoist robe shook, and the small building shattered into pieces. Li Yifeng and Zi Qianyan were lying on a soft couch in the building. As the strong wind blew up, before those big men could see what was happening, the two of them had already landed next to Wu Qi, and Wu Qi's palm was pressing on the backs of their hearts.
These men who had followed Li Yifeng and Zi Qianyan on the run for several years roared in fear. They raised their weapons and charged towards Wu Qi as if they were desperate.
Wu Qi smiled "hehe", and Li Yifeng had already shouted with joy: "Back off, everyone!"
Zi Qianyan burst into tears and cried loudly: "Master, you have to make the decision for your disciples!"
Those big men were stunned for a moment, then happily threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground, kowtowing like garlic!
Princess Zhang Le waved her hand calmly, and a five-color divine light flew down and fell on these severely injured men. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at *** (******), ***. Your support is my biggest motivation.)