Chapter 197: Golden Pill Thunder Tribulation

Theft case of Yuefu did not cause any storm in Jidu. Le Yi's family could not afford to lose this person. Except for a very few core figures of the Dayan Dynasty, no one knew that the general's family had been stolen from the acquired spirit gold pearl. The spy organizations of the Dayan Dynasty such as the Fengshu, Yanzi, etc. were crazy about searching around Jidu, but where could they find any clues?

In the end, the black pot was firmly pressed on Zhang Yi's head! Dayan and everyone agreed that except Zhang Yi, no one could enter the Yuefu without knowing it and take away the spiritual gold bead. Wuqi was very satisfied with this conclusion. Sorry, Mr. Zhang Yi, let him continue to push the jar for himself. Anyway, he would not care about this small crime. The matter he committed was a big deal.

After stealing the spirit beads, Wuqi took a group of people out of the city, using the excuse to retreat to prepare for the duel in a month. And only he himself knew what he was doing.

Seven days later, in a small hilly area in the southeast corner of the Royal Garden, Dayan Dynasty, Wuqi was panting heavily and took out a black and sticky portion of the black and sticky portion from the huge alchemy tripod in front of him. A layer of golden light floated on the surface, emitting a refreshing and strange fragrance of the soup. He poured the soup that weighed nearly 100 kilograms into a small clay tank, and then moved his fingers, a strange light shot out from the Yuling ring, and a tall Longbo people strode out.

The people of Longbo, who were nearly ten feet tall, looked down at Wuqi, and a ferocious light was seen in their eyes. Then they reluctantly hugged Wuqi and shouted in a deep voice: "Long Yuan, I have seen the master. I wonder what happened to the master summoning Long Yuan?"

Holding the small clay pot, Wuqi looked up at Long Yuan and said calmly: "Reduce your body, I know you can do it. As a slave, you must have the awareness of being a slave. A slave thinks about letting his master look up to him all day long, and the end will be miserable."

Long Yuan snorted, his eyes turned, and his body suddenly became about one meter shorter, but he was still nine meter tall. With a strange smile, he looked down at Wuqi from a high place, and said in a deep voice: "Long Yuan can only shrink to this. We Longbo people are descendants of gods, and our bodies cannot become like you villains."

Wuqi's face changed, and he sneered, "I'm shameless, a group of things that don't know how to live or die!" His fingers touched the Yuling ring. Wuqi's thoughts moved, and a large area of ​​strange light shot out from the ring, and a hundred people from Longbo appeared in front of Wuqi at the same time. Including Longyuan, all people from Longbo looked at Wuqi with their hideous and fierce eyes, and some even pinched their finger joints with malicious intentions, making a loud "crack" sound.

With a sneer, Wuqi thought, the control restriction in the imprint of the soul of these Longbo people suddenly activated, and a hundred giants wailed and knelt heavily on the ground. Their muscles twitched all over their bodies, and their bodies were trembling violently uncontrollably. Their souls were burning, sweating all over their bodies were raining, and their faces, which were as white as snow, suddenly turned into a terrible iron blue due to severe pain.

These Longbo people were slave traders from the Dayan Dynasty who spent their time capturing alive from the island where Longbo people lived on the East China Sea. In order to control them, all the souls of Longbo people were hit with extremely vicious mental control restrictions. After they fell into Wuqi's hands, Wuqi looked down on the souls of these slave traders, and used the mysterious control method recorded in the scriptures to add a handful of materials to these giants.

At this moment, the ban was activated, and a ball of Nine Nether Yin Fire burned up along the body, burning the bodies of these giants, and their souls wailed together. The severe pain from the body to the soul made these rough and barbaric people of Longbo, who were rough and barbaric, could not bear it, and they almost died of pain. However, their souls were controlled by Wuqi, and Wuqi did not let them faint, and they did not even have the qualification to be unconscious.

After thrusting these giants for a quarter of an hour, Wuqi let go of the ban and said ruthlessly: "Remind you again, you are my slaves now, and it seems that you will be my slaves for the rest of your life. Be obedient, I can guarantee that you will achieve unlimited future achievements, eat well, drink well, and use well. If you need beauties, I can also go to Longbo Kingdom to rob you of a group of beauties of this clan to come back."

The voice suddenly changed, Wuqi sneered, "But if you don't obey, it's the same as today, you will suffer! If you make me feel impatient one day, you won't even have the chance to suffer, and you will be beaten to death by me."

Shaking his head, Wuqi sneered: "Anyway, I didn't spend much money to buy you, so I won't feel heartbroken if I kill you."

The evil people were about to be beaten by the evil people. Wuqi's bloody and fierce threat made these rebellious Longbo people become much more honest. Under Wuqi's order, they stood up one after another, their bodies shaking, and using their own tribe's secret bloodline techniques to shrink their bodies to about one meter, which was about the same height as the tallest heroes of Dayan, but their bodies were particularly strong.

He handed the clay tank in his hand to the first Long Yuan who was summoned. Wuqi said coldly: "This is the blood-returning body that I have spent countless efforts to configure for you in the past seven days. Taking it has a high chance of activate the bloodline of the ancient gods in your body. If you succeed, your cultivation will rise rapidly and you will become the most powerful warrior in your Longbo Kingdom."

Long Yuan took the clay pot and looked at Wuqi deeply. A hint of suspicion and disbelief appeared in his cruel eyes. He shook his head and said, "Return to the Ancestral Body Tempering Blood Retreatment Decoction? We have heard of this medicine, which is a magical medicine that specifically stimulates the bloodlines of the ancient tribes. But how could you know the formula that the great gods and witches in our tribe don't know? If you were deceived, you would definitely be deceived. How much did you spend to get this prescription?"

Wuqi shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and he sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, drink it."

With a cold snorting, Long Yuan opened his mouth and poured the blood-retreating soup that had been refining about 100 kilograms of Wuqi, which had been refining for several days and nights before he could barely succeed in successfully. The soup was as sticky as molten iron, but the temperature was several times higher than molten iron. The high temperature of nearly ten thousand degrees was close to Long Yuan's mouth and throat contact, making a "hissing" sound that made Wuqi shudder.

However, the Longbo people were naturally strong. Although Longyuan was burned red by the high-temperature medicine, his whole body almost jumped out of his eyes, he still held back his breath without even making a sound of pain. He held his breath tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and kept 'hissing' sounds from the gaps between his teeth, and almost instinctively began to operate the ancestral luck method passed down by the Longbo people.

The power of the decoction medicine exploded in Long Yuan's body like a small nuclear bomb. In the most violent and brutal way, it instantly destroyed some of the body tissues and gene structures in Long Yuan's body, causing his body and genes to undergo earth-shaking changes at the same time. A trace of extremely thin golden threads kept popping out of Long Yuan's body, outlining a complex and exquisite circular talisman array on his face.

The people of Longbo around were shocked. They stared blankly at the circular talisman array that appeared on Long Yuan's face, and suddenly knelt down, and prayed and kowtowed in devoutly. Long Yuan's body had not yet ended. From the round talisman array of children's palm-sized slap on his face, a large number of branches-like golden patterns slowly flowed out, spreading from his cheeks to his neck, and the last two thin and long patterns extended from his neck to his arms.

During Wuqi's spiritual consciousness perception, he clearly sensed that the power of Long Yuan's arms had increased by about five times than before, and the strength of Long Yuan's spiritual consciousness suddenly increased by more than three times. The spiritual energy around the world was pouring into his body with the light and dark changes of the golden talisman array on his face, stimulating the true energy in Long Yuan's body to continue to roll.

Almost in a flash of fingers, a huge golden elixir in Longyuan's dantian formed out of thin air, just like a child eating soybeans, a golden elixir appeared easily. A elixir, which was ninety percent similar to the golden elixir on his face, kept flashing on his golden elixir. The two elixirs echoed each other, and the elixir as huge as a flood rushed unrestrainedly in Longyuan's body.

Without any bottleneck or obstacle, his golden elixir was formed like this. The strong talent of the Longbo people was fully exposed.

But Long Yuan howled in horror and despair: "Oh my God, I have formed a golden elixir! Heavenly tribulation, thunder tribulation, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

The people of Longbo have great talent and have suffered from jealousy in heaven and earth. Their golden elixir tribulation, the Nascent Soul tribulation, and the Yuanshen tribulation are extremely powerful, hundreds of times stronger than the thunder tribulation of human cultivators. The people of Longbo tribulation who can survive these three levels of thunder tribulation and cultivate to the true fruit of the celestial immortals may not be able to have one of the 100,000 people.

The cool breeze blew up around, water vapor soared into the sky, and large clouds in the void kept surging from all directions. The faint thunder made people's eardrums hurt, and the gathering of dark clouds was scary, at least a hundred times faster than the gathering of human cultivators. Almost as soon as the dark clouds appeared, after a snap of their fingers, one hundred and eight purple thunders as thick as water tanks smashed down at Long Yuan with a deafening roar.

The violent thunder not only blasted at Long Yuan, but also deliberately or unintentionally brought other people from nearby Longbo. Wuqi looked at the huge thunder with teeth and claws all over the sky and couldn't help but curse: "Who did your ancestors of Longbo offend? Have you ever seen such a golden elixir disaster! How many unethical things did your ancestors do to harm the heavens and reason to have such a hundred and eight golden elixir thunder disaster?"

While cursing Long Yuan and others, Wuqi raised his hands high, and the five-colored strange lights in the palm of his hand were spinning faintly.

One hundred and eight thunders roared into Wuqi's palm. Except for some free lightning that fell on Long Yuan, helping him temper his body and pure true energy, all other thunder powers were absorbed by Wuqi.

The Five Elements Thunder Streaming Technique was activated with all its strength. Wuqi sucked the thunder that contained the two opposing auras of creation and destruction between heaven and earth into his body. While destroying some impurities that cannot be refined by the true essence and spiritual consciousness in his body, he purified the body and true essence, and fundamentally changed his soul composition.

The powerful thunder entered the body, and Wuqi's body and bones suddenly became clear. Driven by the secret method of stealing thunder, Wuqi's body quickly changed drastically. While he was rotating the dragon transformation, he absorbed thunder power, making his body stronger and stronger. His soul also sucked in a trace of thunder, integrating one of the vitality of heaven and earth into his soul, prompting his soul to undergo a wonderful transformation.

One hundred and eight thunders were instantly sucked by Wuqi. Long Yuan and the people of Longbo had already knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed to Wuqi: "I would like to forgive my offense. Let us meet the master of the great god and witch!"

These stupid big men mistakenly regard themselves as the great witches of their Longbo Kingdom? Wuqile! Isn’t that true? They can use the Ancestral Rehabilitation Body Tempering and Blood Retreatment Soup and help them survive the heavenly tribulation. This is the ability only their great witches have!

After thrusting his chest, Wuqi began to pretend to behave.
Chapter completed!