In the mountain stream a hundred feet deep, the cold wind of late autumn roared across the surrounding mountain walls. Far and near were pitted wind-eroded rocks. Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged on a raised rock and looked into the moon-watching well.
The group of experts who pull the boats outside have all finished offering sacrifices to their souls. As expected, only three of them are eligible to have their abilities taken away.
Qingxuan, Xiao Jingyi, Ferry Du, and the rest, even the saints and saints with higher cultivation levels such as Yuan Yourong and Guizhizi, Wang Yuejing didn't buy it.
Fortunately, he only needs to fuse the original power. The original power of these three people, the supreme birdman's and his own, five fusions into one, are just enough now.
Fusion of the origin is also an extremely painful thing. It puts a huge load on the body, and even makes him unable to move for a few hours. If he has the choice, he would rather postpone it and find a suitable opportunity. There is no time to practice, so there is no rush. It's just that it's hard for the masters of Daqian, Daluo Dayan and Holy Land Dongtian to say when they will come. It's like a mountain peak hanging above your head. Some can enter the country.
And along the way, he has used the "Nine-ring Jade Purity Bottle" to nourish his body to an optimal state, and it won't work if it doesn't melt.
Thinking of this, I suddenly glanced above and couldn't help but sneered. Sure enough, those people were preparing to "rebellion" again. This scene was so familiar, as if... a reincarnation that was repeated over and over again, in that unknown building many years ago. The group of martial arts masters in the mountains were like this, and now this group of martial arts masters are like this!
I bet you don’t dare!
Reach out and grab it!
[Origin of Hongqi Water Qilin]
[The Origin of the Bloody Bull]
[The origin of fairy yellow spring water,
Note: A cultivator has no origin. This is a cultivator who sacrifices his spirit and integrates it into the martial arts. It is captured from the sea of extreme yin, which is equivalent to the origin of yin water and can be melted! 】
Coupled with the Supreme Birdman's [Origin of the Roaring Sky Tiger], there are a total of four sources of power, swaying and changing.
He took a deep breath and tapped into his own [Heaven and Earth Pure Spirit Qi Wu Shen Xie Origin].
The body weakens rapidly and becomes limp!
Reluctantly reaching out: Fusion!
【Yuehua:0/100】
The surface of the well was colorful, the waves were surging, and thousands of martial arts and techniques were whizzing around. In the blink of an eye, another twenty or thirty figures in broad robes and sleeves appeared, waving their hands to create streaks of light.
The well immediately boiled.
…
On the mountain road, the night was a bit gloomy.
Xiao Jingyi's words made everyone fall silent.
Frankly speaking, Xiao Jingyi's words are reasonable and reasonable. Everyone is either a super sect disciple or a master of the saint son and saintess level. How can they be trapped in the hands of an acquired boy like Xin Zhuo, who is a slave to others and a fish to others?
If they don't want to save themselves, what's the difference between them and idiots, especially since they don't have any restraints now. Although the injuries have not fully healed, Xin Zhuo did not kill him that day, and he still has the ability to do it.
The most important thing is...
Xin Zhuo only made one move that day, and everyone lost because they didn't fully understand his cultivation, martial arts, and original power. Now, after thinking about it all the way, I feel that if we work together, we can perform better and be extremely powerful. Possible counterattack!
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel excited.
It's just that the heart is beating, but it's still indifferent. After all, this is taking a risk. If it fails, I'm afraid of dying.
Xiao Jing frowned, glanced at the direction Xin Zhuo left, and added fire: "He has been away for almost half an hour. I think he went to poop. I and other Yuanji masters rarely eat whole grains in the world. , then... he is most likely going to take a break because of occasional income or bruises, and he is afraid that we will find out the truth, so he deliberately avoids it!"
Father Ferry's eyes brightened, and he stroked his beard and said, "It makes sense. This person has only been practicing for sixty or seventy years, but he has reached such a terrible level of cultivation. I'm afraid he is practicing evil skills that consume his life span. Evil skills are the worst." Injury, do you all remember the bottle he carried all the way? With my eyesight, I can predict that it must be a spiritual treasure used for healing."
Everyone looked at each other and felt excited for a moment, because their analysis was so reasonable, especially Guizhizi and Yuan Yourong, who were eager to give it a try.
"only……"
At this moment, Zha Muyi, whose single-horned braid was swaying in the wind, blinked and said, "Since you are not bound, why don't you think of escaping but attack him?"
Qingxuan, who had been silent all the time and half of his face was swollen, also said: "I am more inclined to escape. With his cultivation and strength, are you really sure?"
Everyone's turbulent thoughts instantly cooled down.
Xiao Jing glanced at the two of them and said in a cold voice: "A young master of the blood race and a saint from the Bei Ming Palace, I didn't expect to be such a rat. Not to mention that Xin Zhuo was killed by Da Luo, Dayan and Bauhinia Holy Land. The one who was listed on the must-kill list was the broken raft that I was defeated by one of his moves that day and was forced to pull for several days. If I didn't kill this person, I would be in a restless mood in the future, and I'm afraid I won't be able to improve my cultivation for the rest of my life. How can we be reconciled if we stop?"
Zha Muyi and Qing Xuan looked at each other and stopped talking.
And everyone's minds became active again. In fact, there was something Xiao Jingyi didn't say. If everyone worked together to kill Xin Zhuo, the reward for Daluo Dayan and the major holy places Dongtian alone would be not a small sum.
After all, Xin Zhuo seems to have practiced the ancient method of preventing scheming. He can never be found or killed. He has also caused so many troubles and has long threatened Da Luo Dayan and the major holy places.
"You really want to take action?"
At this time, Xue Ji, who had been silent on the wooden ski boat behind, suddenly chuckled.
Only then did a group of people remember that there was Xue Ji who had a "rebellious relationship" with Xin Zhuo.
Guizhizi's eyes lit up and he said: "My dear, you have been closest to him these days, what do you have to say?"
"have!"
Xue Ji lazily adjusted her red robe, her charming look was natural, every part was beautiful, and said: "Do you still remember the water he gave everyone to drink a few days ago? What kind of water do you think it was?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly before they reacted.
Yuan Yourong took a deep breath: "Indeed, I also find it strange. Why does he insist on making us drink the fishy and bitter well water? Could it be that he has been poisoned? I heard that not only is he highly cultivated, but he is also good at medicine. Since ancient times, Medicine and poison are inseparable..."
A group of people frowned, and their minds that had just been active couldn't help but hold back again.
Xue Ji said slowly and calmly: "What the Holy Lady Yuan said makes sense. I advise you all to be calm and don't lose your life in vain. I also want to kill him, but I'm not even sure!"
Everyone was silent.
Time passed little by little.
The full moon in the sky slowly tilts westward.
Xiao Jingyi's face was always uncertain. He glanced at the place where Xin Zhuo left, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm cultivating Huangquan Pure Soul Yuanfa. I just searched the body carefully and found nothing wrong. I'm just afraid of the smelly well water." It's okay! Xin Zhuo hasn't returned after a few hours. I'm afraid that just as we expected, he is indeed repairing his injuries or practicing evil skills. I'm afraid it's a critical moment!
Please think carefully and take action together. There is still hope for everyone. If it is too late, there will be no chance. From now on, we will be at his mercy, unable to control our own life and death, and miserable. "
The expressions of a group of people couldn't help but become a little colder. In the past few moments, they also thought about it. Maybe... they can really fight for it. Such a thing as freedom is enough to kill people.
Na Yuan Yourong said: "However, there must be a leader. Who knows what you are thinking? Who will take action first?"
"I!"
Xiao Jing sneered, and his aura instantly increased. His whole body was like a human-shaped murder weapon, and the branches of vegetation for miles around were bent.
Xue Ji on the wooden ski boat flashed a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, and said coldly: "Are you sure you want to take action?"
"I have practiced hard for three hundred and twenty-one years and suffered a lot. Not to mention that I am a great talent with a unified mind. At least I dare to risk my life. I still have a third of the backbone. You don't dare. I dare. I, Xiao Jingyi, will take the lead. , if you are willing to be killed, hum..."
As he spoke, his body flashed, like thunder and lightning, and shot straight to the cliff where Xin Zhuo was. Along the way, the source of the water unicorn roared silently but like the great natural force of heaven and earth.
Father Ferry, Yuan Yourong, Guizhizi, Bai Qingqing and more than a hundred Dayan Sect disciples immediately followed with stern expressions and majestic momentum.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingyi suddenly left and came back quickly. He jumped to Xue Ji's side, grabbed one end of the chain, squatted down, scratched his nose with a strange look, then his eyes flickered a few times, and looked at Xue Ji : "After much thought, I still think what the Third Holy Mother Goddess said makes sense!"
Xue Ji's eyes were as clear as a clear spring: "Oh, really?"
(End of chapter)
