Chapter 637: Past Disciple (Second Update)

In the outer space of Baiyun Star, many star boats are shuttled through the void like meteor showers. Some star boats fly into the atmosphere of Baiyun Star, and some star boats leave Baiyun Star and fly towards the distant starry sky. Every hour, dozens of star boats are always in and out. Looking at this busy traffic scene, Baiyun Immortal Gate relies on the power of Yuanhua Gate, it is probably that it has already operated Baiyun Star into a hub for transportation and trading in the small cave Yuantian Realm.

In the void, Wuqi's spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire Baiyun Star, and the spiritual consciousness covered everything, and countless data surged in. Wuqi had digested all the over 100 million evil spirits absorbed in Pangu Continent. At this moment, his soul was extremely powerful, and countless data poured in, but he easily decomposed and analyzed. In the blink of an eye, all the situations on the Baiyun Star were at their control.

At that time, there were many dynasties in the mortal world on the White Cloud Star, but today the White Cloud Star has been unified by a certain dynasty. This dynasty was built at Baiyun Peak, and its name was "Yuanhua". The royal surname was "Zi". The current emperor had the early stage of the Jindan cultivation, which was clearly a dynasty established by the descendants of the ancestors of Yuanhua.

The emperor who sat high on the dragon throne in the city to handle state affairs was extremely poor. It was logical that it was impossible to cultivate to the realm of the Golden Pill. The golden elixir in his body was so mixed that it was obviously a golden elixir that was forcibly condensed with external power of the elixir. When Wuqi's spiritual sense swept the palace, the emperor, who was called Ziyue Fox, was taking stock of the various ores and spiritual stones with the court officials in the past six months, and was preparing to pay these ores and spirit stones to Baiyun Peak.

The people who are well-known to Wuqi are some of the people who are familiar to Wuqi. The leader is Qingshou Immortal. He guards Baiyun Peak with several celestial immortals and dozens of cultivators in the realm of the soul. In front of the mountain is the imperial capital of the Yuanhua Dynasty, and behind the mountain is a large fairy hall, with tens of thousands of monks and immortals trading in it, and the crowds are bustling. There are at least tens of thousands of shops and shops in the fairy hall, which is even more lively than Qingya Fairy Hall with Qingya Star.

After laughing, Wuqi was about to rush into Baiyun Star to act according to the methods on Qingya Star, but his face suddenly changed.

On the Baiyun Star, in a remote town, a group of men wearing red brocade clothes, like wolves and tigers were besieging a team of less than twenty people with weapons. There were 300 men in brocade clothes, and each man in brocade clothes was lined with soft armor. There were about a hundred men holding powerful crossbows, which had surrounded the entire mansion. Others were holding swords and swords in their hands, rushing forward like the tide of the sea, killing the man in the strong costumes who were less than twenty people retreated step by step, and was about to rush into a small building guarded by these men.

All Wuqi's spiritual sense instantly condensed in this town. The huge spiritual sense made the spiritual energy around the world chaotic. Clouds were flying in the sky, and strong winds were blowing, and low thunder sounds came from the sky. The strong wind rolled up sandstorm and grass leaves and flooded the entire town. The sand and stones in the storm were like arrows, causing the tiles on the roof to shatter piece by piece. Every household was busy closing the doors and doors, and no one dared to walk outside anymore.

The men in brocade clothes were blown by the strong wind, and they all became unstable. Many people were blown away and hit the surrounding walls and trees in a mess. The men in brocade clothes had a mess, and the men in a strong costume, who were less than twenty people, hurriedly took the opportunity to rectify the queue and firmly protected the door of the small building behind them.

The strong wind that Wuqi brought was extremely strange. The men in brocade clothes shouted loudly, and they didn't know what they were shouting. After a gust of black wind swept through the yard with dust, Wuqi took Princess Zhengle's hand and stood firmly in the yard. Ao Buzun was squinting around Wuqi's neck, and was winking at the little Queer standing blankly on Princess Zhengle's shoulder. A man, a woman, a dragon, and a phoenix, the combination looked very strange.

The strong wind suddenly stopped around, and the men in brocade clothes looked at Wuqi and his group blankly. A strong man who was about meter tall and holding a serrated flying sickle frowned, and strode forward and bowed to Wuqi: "Two seniors, we are the Yuanhua Tianyi Guards. We are the imperial edict of our emperor to chase and kill the leader of the rebel party, Li Yifeng, Zi Qianyan and his pair of evil seeds. Please don't interfere in the internal affairs of our Yuanhua Tianyi!"

After a slight pause, the man took out a jade plaque from his waist and brightened it. He inputted a shallow true essence into the jade plaque. Large pieces of clouds and smoke suddenly spewed out of the jade plaque. The white clouds flew around the man, adding a trace of fairy-like scent to the man who was fat, strong and full of fierce murderous aura. The man said proudly: "The Baiyun Star Baiyun Immortal Gate is my Yuan Huatian..."

Wuqi interrupted the man with the most direct action. He patted Ao Buzun's head and pointed at the man.

Ao Buzun opened his mouth and swallowed hard. A black gas spurted out of his mouth and wrapped the big man. Then he exclaimed, a huge man was sucked into Ao Buzun's small mouth by black gas. Ao Buzun closed his mouth and chewed slowly. The sound of "crack cracking" bone fractures continued to be heard, and blood dripped from the corner of Ao Buzun's mouth.

The big men in brocade clothes were all scared and their legs were weak. Have they ever seen such a cruel scene? A very living person was swallowed by a monster that looked like a black slutty snake? How could this small body, which was only two feet long, swallow a burly man about the height of a stubborn man? Several big men in brocade clothes shouted in distorted faces: "Monster, monster, please help me quickly!"

A fire light rushed straight to the sky and exploded in the sky dozens of miles away. With a crisp sound, a white spiritual light of about a radius exploded. This spiritual light was enough for people within hundreds of miles to see clearly. Soon, a few lines of white light flashed in the clouds in the distance, and then more than a dozen sword lights broke through the clouds and flew towards the town quickly.

Wuqi smiled coldly. These monks were pretending. Just as the spiritual sense swept across the town, Wuqi found that Li Yifeng and Zi Qianyan were seriously injured, and they didn't even have the ability to move. These monks were arrogant and could not bear to deal with the two seriously injured people, so they sent these big men in brocade clothes to arrest people. Now Ao Buzun swallowed the big man, and the others issued an urgent warning letter of 100,000, and the monks rushed over.

Sneeringly, Wuqi opened his mouth, a chaotic spiritual light spurted out, and the big men in brocade clothes near the house flew up with a strange cry, and were swept into Wuqi's mustard world by the chaotic spiritual light. Large pieces of spiritual energy condensed in the mustard world of chaotic mustard world, turning into ancient divine texts representing suppression, imprisonment, and sleeping, which were firmly imprinted on the eyebrows of these big men in brocade clothes. Before these men could see where they were, they had already fallen asleep in a drowsy sleep. Without Wuqi's release, they could not wake up.

These people, plus those from the Yuanhua Sect captured on Qingya Star, Wuqi will take all of them back to Pangu Continent for a blood sacrifice. The target of the sacrifice is Lei Feng, who promised to become the ancestor god of Donghai County. Now Wuqi has a small situation in Donghai County, but although there are 50,000 soldiers under his command, he is very weak. If these people come in handy, how can you do it without holding dozens of large-scale blood sacrifices?

Seeing Wuqi squirting his bright light, he swallowed the men in brocade clothes into his stomach. More than a dozen monks flying from the sky thought Wuqi was a first-class demon monk and thought he had swallowed everyone. A young man with white clothes fluttered in the wind and had a peak cultivation level of Nascent Soul scolded him sternly: "Monster, be brave!"

More than a dozen monks pointed their hands together, and more than a dozen sword lights mixed with some low-grade spiritual weapons and magic weapons were smashed down on their heads. Wuqi snorted coldly, and six green demon shadows suddenly split into his body. The six demon god puppet clones carried by the six people howled and flew up into the sky. The sword light, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons fell on them and were sucked directly into their bodies.

The puppet clone of the demon god can devour various ores to enhance its own strength. These flying sword magic weapons that can be sacrificed and refined are their best supplements.

The flying sword magic weapon that was attacked was swallowed by the demon god puppet in one bite, and Wuqi's mouth sprayed out a large amount of inspiration again. More than a dozen monks who had not yet signed up were in black, and they could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. They were swallowed by Wuqi into the mustard seed world and suppressed with ancient divine texts.

He easily solved these royal guards and monks. Wuqi turned around and looked at the dozen big men standing at the entrance of the small building, covered in blood but never retreated. He nodded with appreciation. His spiritual sense swept through the bodies of these big men, and Wuqi said in a deep voice: "It's a group of good men who understand kindness and loyalty. Well, you will naturally have your luck in the future!"

Facing an opponent who is dozens of times his own, he is seriously injured but still fights to death. These great men are very loyal and useful. They have all practiced some superficial methods of cultivation, and the strongest one is just the peak level of innate cultivation. Even if this level of cultivation is destroyed, it is not a pity. Wuqi is preparing to let them practice the True Body Art of Heaven and Earth, and then hold a blood sacrifice to improve their strength.

Seeing Wuqi walking towards the small building, these big men raised their weapons at the same time. One of the faces was chopped twice, and a row of big teeth were cut off by the roots, screaming hoarsely: "Stop! My emperor's head is here, and outsiders are strictly forbidden to approach!"

Looking at this ordinary two-story building with blue bricks, Wuqi suddenly burst into laughter.

"Li Yifeng, Zi Qianyan, you have a group of good subordinates!" Wuqi laughed loudly, his Taoist sleeves shook, and the small building shattered, Li Yifeng, who was lying on a soft couch in the building, and Zi Qianyan and his wife flew up with the strong wind. Before the big men could see clearly what was going on, they had already landed beside Wuqi, and Wuqi's palm was pressing on their backs.

These men who followed Li Yifeng and Zi Qianyan for several years fleeing were terrified and raised their weapons and rushed towards Wuqi like a desperate attempt.

Wuqi smiled 'hehe', and Li Yifeng had already shouted ecstatically: "Get out, retreat all!"

Zi Qianyan burst into tears, and she cried out loudly and said, "Master, you must make the decision for your disciples!"

The big men were stunned, then happily threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic!
Chapter completed!