The energy and blood were violent, and in an instant it passed over a large number of rooftops and appeared on the long street.
Boom! !
Qi and blood as blazing as an oven flowed out of it, seeming to distort a large area of air, making it extremely manic.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a black gold robe. His face was extremely ordinary, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if there was a strong ray of sunlight blooming from it. He was holding a red tasseled gun in a holster, and his figure was upright. , but the blazing weather is faintly like the transformation of heaven and humans, which cannot be underestimated.
This is indeed a divine and wise martial saint who is successful in refining gods.
Not far away at this time, Taoist Cang Bing also appeared from the corner of another long street with Zhou Zheng.
Seeing this scene, he led Zhou Zheng to stop.
Yang Qi looked at the sudden appearance of the Shenhui Martial Saint with a look in his eyes.
There are not many divine, wise and martial saints in the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Each one of them has the power to control the country and is also the pillar of the Great Zhou court.
It's just that he doesn't know these divine and wise martial saints from Dazhou.
At this moment, the Shenhui Martial Saint glanced at everyone, then cupped his hands and said.
"This Great Immortal, could you give me some mercy and spare these people?"
He pointed at the unconscious master of divine will.
Yang Qi chuckled.
"Who are you and what face do you have to ask me to let these people go?"
The depths of his eyes were cold.
I just think this person makes people laugh!
The Shenhui Martial Saint didn't take it seriously either. He glanced around and said.
"I am Wu Ming, the disciple of Zhenling Pagoda. I have a little reputation in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although my cultivation level is not high, I still want to ask you to show your respect!"
He was still observing his surroundings, especially after taking a few more glances at Taoist Cang Bing, his expression softened slightly!
"Wu Ming?"
Yang Qi frowned slightly, but he didn't know Wu Ming.
Taoist Cang Bing's face froze, and then he stepped forward and cupped his hands.
"Senior, he is the Gun Demon Wu Ming!"
"One of the six most powerful martial saints in the Zhou Dynasty!"
He lowered his head slightly, but his expression was slightly shocked.
To them, existences like the Gun Demon Wu Ming are not myths and legends, and they are walking myths.
Wu Ming's eyes glanced at Taoist Cang Bing, and then he cupped his hands towards Yang Qi.
"Although these people are not the direct descendants of our Spirit-Suppressing Pagoda, they are also the descendants of the three hundred disciples. Please show mercy. If they really make mistakes, I, the Spirit-Suppressing Pagoda, will never protect them!"
His expression was sincere and solemn.
Yang Qi sneered slightly.
"Do you know what these people did?"
"Search everywhere for warriors full of energy and blood, and even ordinary people, and extract their essence and blood to make elixirs. Is it true that you don't know anything about it, or are you pretending not to know?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone on the long street couldn't help but change. At the same time, their eyes fell on Wu Ming, and they were secretly shocked. They subconsciously took a few steps back, and the surviving green-robed official's face was even more expressionless. Green.
He really shouldn't take a trip into this muddy water today.
He knew that this matter might not go well.
Wu Ming shook his head and said.
"There is no need to accuse me of any crime. Your Excellency is too prejudiced against our Spirit-Zhenling Pagoda!"
His face was calm, but there was a flash of cold color deep in his eyes.
After speaking, Yang Qi's eyes fell on the sudden appearance of the Divine Wisdom Martial Saint. Almost at the same time, Yang Qi's invisible spiritual power condensed in the depths of the sea of consciousness and turned into spikes to impact.
When he activated it, Yang Qi had already seen the Shenhui Martial Saint quietly approaching him.
This is an extremely dangerous sign.
Wu Ming indeed had murderous intentions in his heart and made up his mind.
Because today's matter was too involved, he would never allow 'them' to be exposed.
This will cause great disaster.
Although the strange monk in front of him does not seem to be easy to deal with, the Shenhui Martial Saint has a natural advantage when dealing with monks of the same level.
It's not like he hasn't killed some wayward monks in his hands.
But in an instant, he felt as if he had been hit hard, and "stars appeared before his eyes"!
But in an instant, strong starlight bloomed from the depths of his turbid pupils. Two forces as fiery and cold as stars bloomed from his body. The spear in his hand soared into the air and turned into an ice dragon that was about ten feet long and swept towards Yang Qi.
"You actually broke free?"
Yang Qi's eyes changed slightly, and surprise flashed in his eyes. Although he was using the normal operation of basic witchcraft to pierce the spirit, it should be enough to traumatize the spirit of a Shenhui Martial Saint. However, the other party was only slightly slow and reacted in an instant. Come over.
The cold light swept over, Yang Qi's expression remained unchanged, light cyan rune patterns burst out from his body in an instant, and his figure suddenly appeared dozens of feet away.
"What kind of spell is this?!"
Wu Ming's face changed slightly, and he was slightly shocked. The violent cold air around him suddenly erupted, and his body flew towards Yang Qi through the air. Even the air was exuding a terrifying chill wherever he passed.
"Slow down, too slow!"
Yang Qi's voice was calm, and he appeared dozens of feet high in the sky at the same time. Although he was in the air, his eyes seemed to be looking down from the clouds at this powerful martial saint with blood like a dragon, but compared to the movements that came with his wind witchcraft Speed, the movement speed of this Shenhui Martial Saint is too slow.
No matter how powerful the ordinary Divine Wisdom Martial Saint is, he can only cover a distance of ten feet in an instant. It takes two or three breaths to cross a distance of tens of feet.
And he can directly cross a hundred feet of void with a thought, and the two speeds are completely different.
Wu Ming frowned slightly. He also realized this, but his figure suddenly stopped approaching Yang Qi. His eyes were locked on Taoist Cang Bing and Zhou Zheng.
He noticed that Taoist Cang Bing and Zhou Zheng seemed to have a close relationship with Yang Qi, so he planned to take action on them.
There was a stern look in his eyes.
A strong cold air appeared on the red tassel gun in his hand, and it swept towards Taoist Cang Bing through the air. The speed was extremely fast, and a violent will that transcended time and space erupted, freezing everything.
This was a vicious plan to force Yang Qi to confront him head-on.
However, he still underestimated Yang Qi, and because of this move, he got himself killed.
Boom! !
Above the head, I saw countless blue lightnings appearing in an instant. With Yang Qi's distant finger, a violent thunder suddenly emerged from the void. In an instant, it stretched for hundreds of feet and hit Wu Ming heavily. Wu Ming's face was only visible. Shocked, in an instant, wisps of surging energy and blood condensed from his body, suddenly turning himself into a huge piece of ice to meet the violent lightning strike above his head.
Boom! !
Everyone in the field looked at this scene in shock. They saw a blue thunder light that seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth. It suddenly broke through the layers of ice and penetrated the true body of Wu Ming. The terrifying electric light tore through the layers of flesh and blood on his body. Yu directly wiped out a bit of pure blood light deep in the center of his eyebrows, and his figure suddenly turned into a piece of black coal and fell to the ground.
Yang Qi's eyes fell on the piece of black charcoal, but he saw wisps of invisible power of heaven and earth still surging towards the piece of black charcoal, and strands of blood-colored skin grew from it again, and the damaged internal organs could be faintly seen. There are signs that the six internal organs have started to grow again. The complete blood-colored skin film has four faint white lines that are like substance. They are like substance, exuding the blood light like ice jade. At this time, it is still slowly squirming, as if it is alive. .
He really has immortality.
Yang Qi was not surprised when he looked at this scene. He knew that after Shen Huiwu had his blood lines, his vitality had almost reached an exaggerated level, almost becoming indestructible.
However, despite having an indestructible body, there is no indestructible god.
He had just used the thunder element witch formation to directly destroy the soul of the four-marked martial saint, causing him to die directly.
With just one move, he killed a national warrior saint. The faces of the remaining people on the long street all changed. In addition to shock, some showed awe and fear.
Only the green-robed official looked ashen.
Taoist Cang Bing's expression was not much better.
This senior actually killed the gun demon Wu Ming in front of everyone!
Gun Demon Wu Ming is not a person without any foundation.
The Spirit-Suppressing Pagoda can be said to be an existence in mythology. It is the holy place where the energy and blood of the Great Zhou Dynasty originate. Many terrifying mythical martial saints have been born in it.
"special envoy?!"
At this time on the ground, the Shenyi Grandmaster actually woke up. His eyes were a little shocked and a little dazed.
This special envoy had a great reputation. Even in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, there were few such beings, and he died!
At the same time, the sound of crisp bones twisting was heard. Yang Qi raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of red light killed the Qingzhu Gang leader who was about to flee.
At this time, Taoist Cang Bing's face was a little pale. He took a few steps forward and briefly explained the origin of the Yi Er Zhenling Pagoda.
"Zhenling Pagoda is a secret sect. I heard the ancestors of the older generation mentioned that they had traces of it thousands of years ago!
They were once revered as the sect of Qi and Blood, the Holy Land of Martial Arts, and the lineage of protecting the country. They were the guardians of this land. Their shadows were behind many dynasties. It is said that the original Zhenling Pagoda had three hundred disciples. Down many branches!
These are all legends, I never thought they still existed! "
"And I didn't expect that they actually started hunting their own kind..."
There was some horror in his eyes, and at the same time his heart was trembling!
Just after provoking Tiangang Dao, this senior has now provoked the Spirit-Zhenling Pagoda, and this background is even more terrifying!
At this time, Yang Qi walked up to the black charcoal that was the only remaining flesh and blood. He saw some broken jade bottles, some broken strange elixirs, and a bloody flag. He picked it up casually, and at the same time sneered.
"You use the essence and blood of living things to nourish yourself, and you dare to call yourself the sect of Qi and blood. I'm afraid you have become a group of moths!"
Yang Qi played with the strange bloody flag in his hand, and at this moment his eyes suddenly looked in one direction.
Applause suddenly came from that direction.
A cold voice came.
"That's right. After more than ten generations of the Spirit-Suppressing Pagoda, corpse-like people have become rampant. Everyone inside is the devil among men!"
"It's just a devil's cave!"
