Yuan Rong spread his hands.
Fufeng wanted to kill Yuan Rong with a sword, but he didn't dare. If Yuan Rong is killed, no monks above the Mahayana stage of Wuxie Palace will ever come ashore again.
If the Phoenix Lord files a complaint to the Phoenix God, the Phoenix God may directly kill several demon gods and run away from the demon world.
If a demon god was really beaten by the Phoenix God because of this, the Jiyue Mainland Branch of Wuxie Palace would definitely be razed to the ground by the angry demon god.
Fufeng's eyes moved from Yuan Rong to Mingkong, and then to Xue Fanyi.
Xue Fanyi's heart was ringing with alarm, and he hurriedly ducked behind Wang Jingzhu. He dared not say a curse word in his heart: "Bu (fuck you), it's them who despise you, not me!" Picking up soft persimmons!
Mingkong was so angry that he couldn't speak because of Xue Fanyi's cowardly reaction. Xue Fanyi completely ignored it and smiled slyly at Mingkong.
Fufeng released the pressure of the Tribulation Stage, and the air around him suddenly tightened. He couldn't kill Jing Wen's disciples and grandchildren, nor the Phoenix Master's son, nor could he kill Xue Fanyi who was protected by Wang Jingzhu, and let them kneel down and bow their heads without any sequelae.
Wang Jingzhu's soul was powerful and she immediately released all her soul power to fight against Fufeng.
Mingkong and Xue Fanyi immediately became limp and knelt down helplessly.
Yuan Rong only held on for a second, and was forced to his knees by the pressure of Shengsheng. He straightened his back and tried to stand up, but his organs immediately burst and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Fufeng didn't expect Yuan Rong to be so fierce, so he quickly withdrew his pressure, snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeves. "roll!"
The four of them were unable to resist, and were pushed out of the hall by the powerful spiritual power.
In the blink of an eye, the four of them had been "sent" ten meters away from the gate of Wuxie Palace.
The Demon Clan disciples stood in the way... and were not welcoming. They all had evil eyes, as if the four of them, Wang Jingzhu, had oppressed their ancestors for eighteen generations.
Wang Jingzhu suddenly had a desire to promote narrowness. He raised a large basket of subtle apples and said to the demon disciples crowding both sides of the road: "Come, eat the apples!" He raised his hand, grabbed the apples and threw them at them.
The demon disciples avoided subconsciously. If you feel something is wrong after avoiding it, how can you avoid it in the face of provocation? He quickly reached out to pick it up, and the apple hit his palm with a "bang" sound. He only heard the metacarpal bones crack and split.
Wang Jingzhu threw the apple with a smile.
The demon disciple who had suffered a loss would not dare to reach out to pick it up again. Of course, Wang Jingzhu would not hit him a second time.
She threw it away enthusiastically as she walked, regardless of whether anyone picked it up, she just laughed and threw it all the way. She also took a basket for each of Yuan Rong, Mingkong and Xue Fanyi.
The four of them were like uncivilized zoo guests who were stealing food from the small animals...er...the demon disciples. No matter if they wanted it or not, they just wanted to throw the fruit directly on their heads.
The demon disciples could not find any fault with Wang Jingzhu and the other four, and they had no excuse to get angry.
It seemed polite to ask them to eat fruit, but I always felt that something was wrong... I wanted to fight with these so-called righteous cultivators, but I couldn't find an excuse. No, no, there are excuses. They laugh so meanly, and the way they throw the fruit is so irritating, but...it seems like these are polite behaviors and no one is offended...No, no, I always feel offended.
Wang Jingzhu and the four of them left the Wuxie Palace laughing and joking, throwing away seventeen or eight baskets of fruit along the way.
When I arrived, I was picked up and greeted, but when I left, no one paid attention to me.
The dock was empty, not a single ship.
Mingkong looked at the endless sea and said, "Jingxiao, take the four of us and teleport back to Tianmu City." Mingkong, who had been teleported many times by Wang Jingzhu, was very familiar with this operation.
Wang Jingzhu didn't want to. He has a demon in his pocket.
She walked to the dock and used a lot of spiritual power to pull a spaceship out of the Labor Palace space.
Wang Jingzhu asked King Chu to help find someone to build this spaceship. Using a pair of King Poison Wings, the entire hull of the boat opened like a giant kun with two pairs of beautiful fins.
The spacecraft did not enter the water, but hung in the air.
Wang Jingzhu took the lead and flew up.
Yuan Rong, Mingkong and Xue Fanyi followed closely.
"Wait a minute." Xue Fanyi's expression suddenly changed. "No, you can't go out to sea in a boat!"
Wang Jingzhu, Yuan Rong and Mingkong all looked at him in surprise.
Xue Fanyi pinched his fingerprints nervously, and a golden light flashed suddenly in his black eyes, and he said worriedly: "I saw a darkness in my eyes, and there was blood in the darkness. This trip Bad luck. No, we can't go back by boat."
If he were in Xia Kingdom, Wang Jingzhu would never believe in divination. However, this is the world of cultivation, and Xue Fanyi's eyes are shining with gold, and he looks very mysterious, which makes Wang Jingzhu feel uncomfortable.
Yuan Rong and Mingkong were surprised and exclaimed in unison: "You actually opened your heavenly eyes?"
Xue Fanyi rolled his eyes at them. "It's the eye of foresight."
This time it was Wang Jingzhu's turn to exclaim. The eye of foresight! ! !
There is a race of gods in the heaven, and each innate person has the eye of foresight, which can see the past and the future.
Fusheng, not the Fusheng of Wentian Sect, is the supreme being in the heavenly realm, the good brother of the Empress of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven, the current master of Haotian Palace, the direct disciple of Haotian... He also has an unknown identity, that is, He is the son of the main god of that branch, with a pair of prophetic eyes, the kind that is extremely high in the sky.
But he never used those eyes.
Wang Jingzhu vaguely remembered that it was because the main god foresaw that a saint (god of creation) would rise in the place where Emperor Lietian and his wife were born. In order to seize the opportunity, he sent the infant Fusheng to that mysterious place in the hope that his son could Become a saint and unify the gods.
The final result is similar. Although Fusheng has not unified the heavens and has not yet become a saint, as a close friend of the Emperor and Queen of Heaven, his own combat power is beyond the limit, overwhelming the gods, and the heavens will tremble when he stamps his feet; if he wants As the Emperor of Heaven, the possibility of Lietian voluntarily giving up his throne is as high as 90%. Sainthood was a problem. He was already a god when he was only a few hundred years old. Considering the god's lifespan of millions of years, he had a high chance of taking that step.
However, as an employee who was abandoned since childhood, Fusheng Shenzun has always refused to recognize his relatives, never uses the eye of foresight, and never practices the divination secrets of that clan.
Few people know that he was born into the divine race, and most of the gods thought that he was cultivated in a mortal body.
As soon as Wang Jingzhu heard about the "Eye of Precognition", she remembered this existence and was extremely surprised.
Xue Fanyi is not a mortal! He is a true descendant of the gods, the kind who has divine power since birth!
Now Wang Jingzhu was completely convinced, without any doubts, and hurriedly jumped off the boat with her friends.
Not caring whether the devil would discover the secret, Wang Jingzhu took out a big sofa, let the three friends sit on it, activated the membership card, and left...
Huh?
Not moving!
Come again!
Walk……
The realm card suddenly turned into an ordinary little card, losing all functions.
this……
Wang Jingzhu quickly called out to Demon God Zhaoyang: "Demon Lord, put away your magical powers quickly! Don't suppress me from activating the clan's secret method."
(End of chapter)
