Chapter 853: The Arbitrary Eternal Gou Prophet
It was like a god or demon descending into the world, suppressing everyone in the imperial capital. The trembling Supreme Birdman spoke cleanly, without any sloppiness, and as a matter of course, extremely serious.
In this world, casual martial arts practitioners who can survive four or five martial arts prosperous times must have their own merits. The excellence of the supreme bird man is that he claims to be "able to bend and stretch". Your own people will step on the ground and never give any chance for revenge. When encountering a strong enemy, they will surrender immediately and will not give the opponent any chance to kill him.
He takes this as a standard!
It’s just that his actions and words deeply hurt Ye Chen, Shi Xianren and a group of old fairies.
Just a moment ago, a group of people were rejoicing over killing Xin Zhuo and completing the great cause of the sect. But in a blink of an eye, it was all in vain. The domineering and supreme birdman knelt down! The great sorrow and great joy came too suddenly, which was hard for them to accept. Their hearts sank to the bottom of their hearts. Their faces suddenly turned bright and dark, and they were in a daze.
Especially Lingqueer, who stared at the Supreme Birdman with no trace of color on his handsome little face. What do you mean by an ordinary couple who meet by chance?
“What did you say?”
“Girl, please respect yourself, I’m not familiar with you.”
The Supreme Birdman didn’t care about so much, he used He stared at Xin Zhuo's face carefully from the corner of his eye. As long as the other party had a hint of murderous intention, he still had a trick to beg for mercy.
"Huh——"
There was wind blowing in the distance along the gaps in the ruins of the wall, blowing Xin Zhuo's long hair. He looked down, not even at the Supreme Birdman.
If he hadn't just had the chance today to have Lian Break cultivation level and combine the extremely powerful source power at the earth level, to be honest, in front of this person, he would only have the power to protect himself, and he might not be able to protect himself. Flee in panic.
Things in the world are just such coincidences.
Thinking of this, he pointed out a finger, which was filled with nine colors, and rolled up a storm all over the sky. A solid finger appeared in the storm, and the [Heaven and Earth Pure Spirit Qiwu Shen Xiang Origin] went away with it.
"Brother Xin, don't, misunderstanding!"
The Supreme Birdman was shocked, why did he do it just because he said it? In a hurry, he subconsciously resisted and used all his strength. The shadow of the Thousand-Zhang Heavenly Sword Divine Body appeared behind him, and the original power of the Howling Sky Tiger turned into a giant shield.
"Boom——"
Devastated and vulnerable, all means were reduced to nothing in an instant. The terrifying source power of the god passed by, and the supreme birdman only felt As if being suppressed by a hundred thousand mountains, he is transformed by martial arts magic It turned into paper, the gap was too big, and it couldn't help but fly out.
The collision ripples of Yuanji Realm along the way, drew a long ravine ten feet wide, and Lingqueer, Ye Chen and others behind them dodged. If it fails, it will be as if it is rolling in the wild waves of the river and will be knocked away.
"Boom..."
Dust and mist filled the air, rubble collapsed, and a palace in front collapsed, burying a group of people.
He was so domineering just now, but now he is so miserable.
Xin Zhuo stepped down from the imperial throne, walked in front of a group of people, and waved away the rubble and sawdust.
The Supreme Birdman was bleeding from all his orifices, his expression was extremely frightened, and he hurriedly clasped his fists: "It is not easy for me to practice cultivation. Brother Xin, please be kind to me. From now on, I am willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses. Even if I die, I will have no regrets and will never have any second thoughts!"
Xin Zhuo ignored him and looked at Lingque'er.
Ling Queer was even more miserable at this moment, with severe pain all over his body, qi and blood surging endlessly, and the Xianhai Dantian was damaged. He panicked and said: "I am a disciple of the ancestor saint of the Blood Sea in Fuxian Palace. What I cultivate in Fuxian Palace is cultivation. Law Jue, needing this great Zhou luck, he arranged for four female disciples to join the Jiang family before the golden age of martial arts came. Your Majesty must know them!
This time, he came to deceive the Supreme Emperor Ji of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Feather, sacrifice The gods of my Fuxian Palace swept away the fate of the Great Zhou Empire and all the people, but it was destroyed by your majesty in the middle. We were also ordered to do it. Please give us a way to survive!"
"Alas! !”
Mr. Zhuge came behind him at some point and sighed: “This may not be a sign that the Great Zhou Dynasty is exhausted. There are always powerful enemies around, and there are always martial arts immortals wreaking havoc!”
Xin Zhuo frowned and asked Lingqueer: "The true fairyland of cultivators? Is there any difference between you, a true fairy, and the true fairy in heaven?"
He was still more interested in the so-called immortals. .
Lingque'er was startled for a moment, and said with a bitter smile: "The difference is huge. I heard that the immortals in the upper world cultivate with the spirit of immortality. They are a group of terrifying existences. I, Fuxian Palace, live in the world of the Wu family, and what I cultivate is The mortal world and the secular immortals are mixed with the spirit of immortality and martial arts, so they are naturally incomparable."
Xin Zhuo was silent.
At this moment, I looked at the sky fiercely and saw that the ominous clouds in the sky were getting thicker.
Mr. Zhuge obviously saw it too, and said in a deep voice: "It came so fast. It just appeared yesterday, and today there are dark clouds over the city. I'm afraid the war is approaching!"
Xin Zhuo asked: "Mr. Zhuge "Do you have any concerns?"
Mr. Zhuge thought for a long time and said: "First, send scouts to find out the reality of the four sides, and secondly, prepare for the war. However, these Xin brothers have already prepared, and I am most worried now. What is more, will there be a large number of sect masters involved?"
Xin Zhuo asked in surprise: "Will the sect masters participate in the disputes in the secular empire?"
Mr. Wu nodded: " Immortals are no longer afraid of the bloody evil in the battlefield, and if their destiny is in the Great Zhou Dynasty, they will naturally not want to cause trouble, but now that the destiny is obviously not in the Great Zhou Dynasty, they will definitely have no scruples!”
Xin Zhuo frowned, the matter was difficult to handle. Once there were warriors from the sect involved, the whereabouts of himself as a "wanted criminal" would be immediately exposed. The situation in Dazhou would be difficult to solve, or those people already knew that he was here, so it was originally unsolvable. The situation...
This made him feel very unsure.
At this moment, a demonic wind roared not far away, fell to the ground, and turned into a little yellow shape. He looked around curiously, and said human words: "Master, Li Guangling and Gou Xianzi Here we are!”
The crowd around was startled by the sight of a dog talking. Xin Zhuo's mind moved, and he waved his hand and sprinkled a piece of water from the Moon Watching Well, into the mouths and noses of the Supreme Birdmen, and said: "If you leave this place for a hundred miles, your seven orifices will bleed, and your meridians will be severed. Come and build my palace with the craftsmen." ”
With that said, he picked up Mr. Zhuge and Xiao Huang and ran straight away.
Supreme Birdman, Ye Chen and Ling Queer all smelled the fishy smell of old well water, and did not doubt the truth or falsehood of what Xin Zhuo said, with bitter expressions on their faces, but fortunately they were still alive.
Lingqueer glanced at the direction Xin Zhuo left, and then looked at the Supreme Birdman.
"My dear wife..."
The Supreme Birdman was about to speak when he saw Ji Yu and others approaching, and immediately said seriously: "Have the craftsmen come? Where are the bricks, tiles and wood? ? I was a bricklayer when I was young! ”
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Ruyifang Street.
The scholars, warriors, traders, sisters, officials, etc. all over the street were panicked and frightened by the pressure of Yuanji masters. At this time, the pressure disappeared and they resumed their activities, although they were confused. , but the important matters in the world are still handled by the big shots in the imperial capital.
The oil pan selling stinky tofu on the street started to smoke again. More than thirty pieces of stinky tofu fell into the hot oil and water, making a sizzling sound.
There were two old people standing in front of the stall, one was wearing theatrical makeup and had a weird face, and the other was an immortal with a small temple on his head.
Gou Xian's face looked a little unhappy at this moment: "Old Li, you are too stingy. It's your damn turn to treat, so you invite this guy. How can I, a man who has been arbitrary for eternity, abandon this person?"
Li Guangling scolded back: "Didn't you say that you were talking about Xin Zhuo before? Why did you become yourself? What exactly is the dictatorship? Lao Gou, you are a flashy person with high vision and low hand. I even look down on you!"
Xian Gou was furious: "How many times have I told you, don't call me old dog!"
"Guest sir, five copies, a total of thirty strings of copper coins, thank you!" The boss handed over five portions of stinky tofu.
"Lao Gou, take out my money." Li Guangling stretched out his hand.
"Okay!" Gou Xian took out a piece of silver as expected.
The two of them were holding five portions of stinky tofu and standing on the roadside. Li Guangling realized something was wrong at this moment and asked: "By the way, why five portions?"
Xian Gou smiled proudly. : "You, me, Xiao Huang, and Xin Zhuo brought someone here."< br>
Li Guangling's eyes widened: "You can also calculate this?"
Xian Gou waved his sleeves, his face full of loneliness: "I knew it for ten thousand years, and I knew it for ten thousand years. Back then I and Yaochi You were not yet born when the emperor wrote the poem.”
After saying this, he did not give Li Guangling a chance to refute, and pointed to the distance, "Here he comes!" Li Guangling was shocked by the measured momentum: "Have you calculated that he is at his level?"
"I can't! More than three hundred miles away, Xin Zhuo is His breath is gone. He is really the most strange person in ancient times. Otherwise, he would have been plotted by the people in Baixiao Tower. Where would he run?"
Xian Gou took a deep breath, walked up to him, and smiled at Xin Zhuo. :"You're welcome, please come inside!"
Four people and one dog got into a slightly shabby alley, squatting in a row, each holding a bamboo bowl of stinky tofu.
Mr. Zhuge is not used to it. He was still in the palace just now. He was the supreme emperor and a Yuanji master at the level of a saint, defeating powerful enemies with one finger. Now he is squatting in a dilapidated alley and eating stinky tofu by the roadside. It's really...
Xian Gou and Li Guangling were particularly excited at this moment, especially Li Guangling, whose hands holding the stinky tofu kept shaking: "Brother Xinzhuo, we say goodbye to the Holy City. We haven't seen each other for more than 40 years. We thought we would never see each other again in this life. I didn’t see you anymore. I didn’t expect to meet Xiao Huang when I passed through Da Zhou, and then I knew you were here!” What kind of cultivation? "
Xin Zhuo felt a little relaxed when he saw the two old guys again, and said casually: "Yuanji!"
Li Guangling and Gou Xian's expressions were stagnant, and they were silent for a long time.
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "You are definitely not here to talk nonsense to me!"
"That's right!"
Xian Gou said solemnly: "When you meet Xiao Huang, I will know that you are in trouble again. It's a dead end, my friend I’m here to answer my questions!”
“That’s it!” Xin Zhuo asked straight to the point: “How much hope is there?” ! ”
(End of this chapter)