On the back of Dapeng, the mountains of the earth receded rapidly in front of everyone's sight.
It took half a day to travel nearly 50,000 miles, and in less than half a day, we would reach the edge of the wilderness.
Seeing this speed, Kong Ji couldn't help but exclaimed: "If Dapeng was so fast that day, the old guy Zhou Yufeng might not be able to catch up."
"Zui "Yu Feng?" Han Honghua turned her head and looked at Kong Xian. She arrived at Tianqi one step behind them, so she didn't know about the grudge between Kong Xian and others and Zhou Yinbu.
Shangguan Yuzhou happened to be bored. , immediately cheered up and told Han Honghua about the various dangers they encountered in Tianqi.
“This starts with the fact that we destroyed an altar called the Black Snake Department in the wilderness...”
On the other side, after being separated from the prince and Qingluan Qingfeng, he endured the whole journey. Huangfu Wuqin took advantage of Shangguan Yuzhou's talk to get close to Kong Xian, and asked through a message: "Then what did the prince tell you?"
Huangfu Wuqin was extremely disgusted with the prince's senses. , with a bit of disdain in his tone.
Kong Xian didn't understand the origin of Huangfu Wuqin's dislike for the prince. After laughing, he said softly: "It's probably the matter between Tianqi and Wudong, it has nothing to do with us juniors."
< br>"Hmph, I think it's not just this, he must be harboring other bad things in his heart." Huangfu Wuqin snorted.
Kong Ji shrugged noncommittally: "Whatever, we have left Tianqi, he can still eat us."
There were five people on Dapeng's back, Kong Ji and Huangfu Wuqin said Holding the prince.
Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua chatted about the day and the wind.
Only Zaifu Qiaoqiao stood obediently behind Kong Xian, silently listening to the chat between his young master and Huangfu Wuqin.
Her eyes looked at Huangfu Wuqin from time to time, then moved from Huangfu Wuqin to Shangguan Yuzhou, and finally looked at Han Honghua.
There is no doubt about the power of Huangfu Wuqin, and Zaifu Qiaoqiao is most afraid of her besides Kong Xian.
Then there is Shangguan Yuzhou, a swordsman who defeated himself when he first entered the Ascension Wheel.
Now the strength is even more unfathomable.
Even though Zaifu Qiaoqiao was already in the realm of ghost spirits, she felt that she might not be able to take a sword in front of Shangguan Yuzhou.
These are two of my young master’s classmates.
And my son’s friend, Han Honghua.
This woman's blood is hotter than that of a monster. Standing on the back of the roc, she looks like a humanoid beast.
“These people are all from Wudong.” Zaifu Qiaoqiao sighed silently in his heart.
She is about to follow Kong Ji to Wudong, a place she has never been to before.
It would be a lie to say that I am not worried.
Especially after meeting so many masters in Wudong.
She doesn’t know if she can gain a foothold in Wudong with her strength and be able to help her son.
While Zaifu Qiaoqiao was thinking wildly.
Her eyes suddenly condensed, and the consciousness between her eyebrows suddenly glowed with a deep yellow luster.
Gu Jiang shaman cultivator majors in spiritual consciousness, and his perception is naturally much sharper than other cultivators.
She seemed to sense some terrible aura, and in this brief moment, her expression suddenly changed drastically.
Waiting for her to remind you.
A strange scene appeared.
The tattoo patterns outlined on her body began to spread out of her body out of her control.
Especially the colorful python pattern she majored in.
Now it seemed to be alive, crawling from her chest to her neck, and finally lying on her cheek, close to her consciousness.
"Hiss!" The colorful python swallowed the snake letter, and its cold snake eyes stared at the consciousness between Zaifu Qiaoqiao's eyebrows.
A posture that could swallow her consciousness at any time.
This is the first time this has happened to Zaifu Qiaoqiao since he accommodated the soul of the cloud-swallowing python.
She desperately wanted to control the cloud-swallowing python.
The latter remained indifferent.
What makes Zaifu Qiaoqiao even more desperate is that the spirit of the cloud-swallowing python has wrapped around her whole body.
Now not only could she not move at all, but even a word popped out of her throat.
At the moment when Zaifu Qiaoqiao’s face turned to death.
"Boom!" A golden, bright light of consciousness suddenly bloomed from Zaifu Qiaoqiao's field of vision.
The power of consciousness turned into a golden bell that was one foot long, and it rang violently in front of her.
Dang! ! !
The melodious bells were mixed with the ferocious power of spiritual consciousness, which instantly swept towards the cloud-swallowing python that restrained Zaifu Qiaoqiao.
The moment the latter was struck by the Golden Bell of Divine Consciousness, he immediately let out a painful scream and separated from Zaifu Qiaoqiao's body.
Then he was suppressed by the Admiralty.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao's body softened and he fell down on Dapeng's back.
At the same time, a familiar young man's voice sounded in her ears: "Strange, why does your beast soul attack you?"
The golden bell of spiritual consciousness is naturally the one written by Kong Jin in "Jin Ming Lian" The divine consciousness witchcraft recorded in "Divine Law" is used.
After he broke through the cultivation of soul transformation, his soul and soul became one, and he could cast many witchcraft spells recorded in the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique.
Not to mention the beast soul of just one monster beast, all the monster beasts under the realm of soul transformation will be suppressed under this golden bell.
Kong Ji stared at the beast soul of the cloud-swallowing python suppressed in the golden bell with confusion on his face.
He had never heard of the beast soul of a witch cultivator attacking its master, so he asked Zaifu Qiaoqiao.
The movement here also attracted the attention of Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua.
Under the gaze of the four people, Zaifu Qiaoqiao's face turned pale. She seemed to have remembered some terrifying legend, and murmured: "The method of witch cultivation is obtained from the witch god statue, and the witch god statues are all obtained from witch statues. "Legend has it that the messengers in the Witch Temple can easily control the beast souls engraved on their bodies."
"You mean, someone from the Shaman Temple is here?" Kong Xian immediately became alert.
Following his words, Huangfu Wuqin, Han Honghua, and Shangguan Yuzhou all looked on guard.
There are countless tribes in the Gu territory, but the one who truly controls the Gu territory is not the Jin Ming tribe, the largest among the many tribes.
It is the Witch Temple with a transcendent status.
It is equivalent to the spokesperson of the Witch God in the human world.
Every time an oracle comes down, it is delivered through the mouth of the Witch Temple.
The messengers who came out of the Witch Temple were all extremely powerful.
At the same time when everyone was feeling uneasy about the words "Witch Temple", an evil and crazy voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.
"Xianyu Wenfeng!"
The voice rolled from the distant sky and reached Kong Ji's ears, and his expression suddenly became wonderful.
He glanced at Zaifu Qiaoqiao and roughly knew who was behind the scenes.
The name Xianyu Wenfeng was originally made up by him, but he had only mentioned this name in front of one person, and that was Saint Son of Gujiang.
This evil voice is also very recognizable.
There is no one else except Holy Son Gu Jiang.
Thinking of this, Kong Ji looked in the direction of the sound.
On the horizon ahead, there was a group of black clouds, rushing rapidly along the skyline.
You can feel the evil and cold atmosphere coming from the dark clouds from a distance.
Kong Xian softly murmured the spirit of heaven and earth represented by the black mist: "The spirit of the dark and resentful corpse!"
In this scene, it is more confirmed that the person coming is the Holy Son of Gujiang.
The speeding clouds finally stopped fifty miles away from the void where Dapeng stood.
Then the smoke faded, revealing three figures.
The person in the center has black mist all over his body, and there are two figures of witch cultivators, a man and a woman, standing on both sides.
The male witch cultivator carries a long bow on his back, and the female witch cultivator sits down and rides a dark goat.
Kong Zhen's eyes calmly swept over the three people in front of him.
The man in the center is undoubtedly the Holy Son of Gujiang.
The shaman cultivator carrying the long bow was also an old acquaintance of Kong Zhi. He was one of the two cultivators who had perfected their archery skills outside Bai Xiao's tomb.
After being sneak-attacked by Kong Xian's Fengtao Dajuanxue, he fled in embarrassment.
Although Kong Jiang won easily at that time, in fact, this male witch cultivator was not weak in strength.
As for the witch cultivator riding the black goat, he is naturally not a weakling.
However, Kong Zhi’s cultivation level has skyrocketed recently, and he does not pay attention to the two subordinates of Saint Son of Gu Jiang. Even Saint Son of Gu Jiang may not be his opponent now.
Therefore, he behaved quite calmly.
But Huangfu Wuqin and others on the Dapeng could not ignore the existence of Gu Jiang's Holy Son.
The moment they saw the thick black mist, they all made solemn sounds.
“Holy Son of Gujiang!”
Huangfu Wuqin snorted, her golden eyes had a gleaming look, and thunder surged all over her body, condensing into a thunder beast above her head.
Shangguan Yuzhou drew his sword. Han Honghua took a step forward with a solemn expression and stood with Kong Ji.
The three of them were all witnesses to the battle in the ancient city of Chao Di. The Holy Son of Gu Jiang's performance in the ancient city of Chao Di that day could be described as extremely ferocious, so he was naturally prepared for it.
As for Zaifu Qiaoqiao, he was the most fearful among them.
The moment he saw the Holy Son of Gu Jiang, he collapsed directly on the back of Dapeng, with fear and helplessness in his eyes.
The Holy Son of Gujiang has a natural deterrent effect on all witch cultivators in Gujiang.
Zaifu Qiaoqiao's fear of the Holy Son of Gujiang was engraved in his bones.
Compared with Kong Ji's side, they are ready to fight.
Holy Son Gu Jiang behaved very well.
In the mist, those crazy eyes looked at Dapeng's back, scanning the faces of Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou, and Han Honghua, and caught a glimpse of Zaifu Qiaoqiao's terrified expression. When he looked at his face, an intriguing smile appeared on his lips.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Kong Ji's, and the two looked at each other dozens of miles apart.
"Do you dare to come and talk?" The penetrating voice of Saint Son of Gujiang echoed in the world.
Kong Xian is still guessing about the purpose of the sudden appearance of Holy Son Gu Jiang.
After hearing his words and the fact that he had just called himself Xian Yu Wenfeng, Kong Ji's eyes immediately showed a meaningful smile, and then he nodded slightly.
“Junior brother Kong Ji, don’t go, there must be a scam!”
"Little Confucius, this guy has bad intentions, don't be deceived by him!"
Kong Jiang was about to leave, but Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua both stopped him.
Han Honghua even stood in front of Kong Jiang.
She didn’t understand why Kong Jiang, who was usually cautious and thought twice before doing anything, was so impulsive today.
On the contrary, Huangfu Wuqin is the calmest one.
Because she is the only one among the people who knows the magical power of Kong Ji.
“Before Kong Jiang realized his supernatural powers, he could fight with the Holy Son of Gujiang. Now this guy is definitely no match for Kong Jiang.”
Huangfu Wuqin felt awkward in his heart. Evaluating the power gap between the two.
At the same time, he made a soft voice and said to Han Honghua and Shangguan Yuzhou: "Let him go, don't worry."
"This!" Shangguan Yuzhou and Han Honghua wanted to say more. .
Kong Ji had already bypassed Han Honghua and flew towards the Holy Son of Gu Jiang. During this process, he did not forget to turn around and give the two of them a faint smile, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion." . "
As he spoke, Kong Ji's body swayed, You Xu's movement method was activated, and he had already arrived in front of the Holy Son of Gu Jiang.
“You have courage!” Under the black mist, Holy Son Gu Jiang cast an appreciative look at Kong Zhen.
Kong Zhen raised his chin slightly and glanced at the ground below: "Let's go, don't you want to have a chat?"
"Okay!" Holy Son Gu Jiang took the initiative to break away from the two Wu Xiu and Kong Ji left together.
During this process, Holy Son Gu Jiang and Kong Ji were only one foot apart.
At this distance, the evil corpse spirit wrapped around Gu Jiang's body could occasionally reach the corner of Kong Jiang's clothes.
The side of his body that was close to the Holy Son of Gujiang felt a cold feeling, and goosebumps appeared on his skin.
However, under the operation of Shuangtian Daoji in his body, these discomforts quickly disappeared.
Kong Xian doesn’t know whether the Daoji has reached the earth level now after Saint Son of Gujiang absorbed the corpse spirit of Huiyuan.
Anyway, my Frost Heaven Immortal Foundation is a real earth level, which can eliminate the influence of the Obscure Corpse Spirit on me.
At the same time, Kong Zhi glanced at the young man who was wrapped in the corpse spirit from time to time.
At this distance, Kong Zhi was confident that he could use the supernatural power of the other side and severely injure the Holy Son of Gu in an instant.
However, he did not have the obligation to deal with the Holy Son of Gujiang on behalf of Tianqi. Wudong and Gujiang had no grudges, and he did not want to make a fuss.
The reason why he resisted the Holy Son of Gujiang in the ancient city of Chaodi was because of his promise to the prince, and the reason why the prince could focus on resisting the monks from other worlds.
Soon the two of them arrived in a secluded valley under the earth.
This is like the location carefully chosen by the Holy Son of Gujiang.
There is a temporary pavilion with seats newly cut from mountain rocks.
Saint Son Gu Jiang swaggered and sat down on the other side of the stone seat.
Kong Zhen was not polite and sat calmly at the other end, looking at each other from afar with the Holy Son of Gu Jiang.
At this time, Saint Son of Gujiang also removed the Obscure Corpse Essence covering his body, revealing a young man's face covered with black tattoos.
His facial features have been filled with tattoos, his entire face is pitch black, and the whites of his scarlet eyes are particularly eye-catching.
This is the first time that Kong Jiang has seen the true appearance of Holy Son Gu Jiang. Judging from his outline, Holy Son Gu Jiang’s real age is definitely not more than twenty years old.
Kong Jin could not help but exclaim: "So young!"
It has been seven years since Kong Jin first left the Cangwu Sect and went to Shuangyue Altar. .
His total cultivation time is more than ten years.
We are all twenty-four years old now.
And Holy Son Gu Jiang is so much younger than him.
"I thought it would be a waste of words, but I didn't expect you to be so decisive." Holy Son Gujiang picked up a pot of tea on the stone base and filled it up, and poured himself a cup.
“Aren’t you afraid that I will set up a trick to kill you here?”
Saint Son Gu Jiang smiled when he said this, his voice as unruly as ever.
Kong Zhi did not take it seriously and responded with a smile: "You are not afraid that I will suddenly take action and kill you, so what should I be afraid of?"
As soon as these words came out, there was already a strong feeling. The smell of gunpowder.
Gu Jiang Shengzi’s hand holding the teapot paused, and he stared at Kong Xian’s handsome face for a moment, and then he laughed: “You are much smarter than Prince Tianqi.”< br>
After saying that, Holy Son Gu Jiang drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
Looking at Kong Ji, his eyes were provocative.
“Brother Xianyu, don’t you dare to drink it?”
Kong Jin glanced at the tea in front of him. As a third-grade alchemist, he could use his eyes alone to make magic medicines or poisons. Distinguished.
There is obviously no poison in this tea.
Of course, it is not ruled out that Gujiang Holy Son has the kind of highly poisonous substance that is colorless and odorless and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye and smell alone.
For example, Shang Shen Powder.
However, even though the breeze was blowing and the moon was blowing away, Kong Geng had no fear.
I picked up the tea cup and took a sip lightly.
At the end, he commented: "The tea is good, not like Tianqi's."
Kong Ji's calm attitude made Gu Jiang Shengzi appreciate Kong Ji even more, and he immediately showed his teeth. He smiled and said: "The Wannian Nourishing Tea from the Witch Temple is of great help to the soul. I would not be willing to entertain non-distinguished guests."
As expected, after drinking the Konglian tea, I clearly felt something. A cool force slipped into the Dantian along the limbs and bones, and finally merged into Shuang Tianxian Ji.
On the Immortal Base, the golden elixir is a little brighter.
The imprint of Bana Flower on the golden elixir becomes clearer.
“This sip of tea is worth half a year of hard training for me!”
“There are such divine objects in the Witch Temple.”
This scene made Kong Ji's eyes brighten, and he subconsciously looked at the teapot placed on the stone table.
He reached out and picked it up, intending to pour himself another pot.
However, after he shook for a long time, there was not a drop of tea in the pot.
This scene made Gu Jiang Shengzi twitch his face, and he immediately replied angrily: "There is only one cup, I can't bear to take more."
"That's such a pity!" Kong Jiang The disappointment on his face is visible to the naked eye.
After putting down the teapot reluctantly, he calmly looked at Holy Son Gu Jiang: "Thank you Holy Son for your warm hospitality. I don't know why the Holy Son invited you."
"It was originally something. I saw you. Then Zaifu Qiaoqiao of the Black Snake Tribe will be fine." Holy Son Gu Jiang gently fiddled with the tea cup with his fingers, and Youyou said: "Zaifu Qiaoqiao is the hunting elder of the Black Snake Tribe. It seems that he is from the Black Snake Tribe. Her true identity is actually the second daughter of Zaifu, the leader of the Man Ya tribe. "Zaifu is the brother of the current clan leader of the Jinming tribe and is under the command of Xian Yu Zhaoye."
"Later, because of the fight for the legitimate heir, Xian Yu Zhaoye was killed, Zai's father's lineage was also implicated, and the Man Ya tribe was slaughtered."
"According to tradition, the Man Ya tribe should be Xian Yu Zhao Ye Son, Xianyu Yanhe’s vassal.”
Having said this, Holy Son Gu Jiang showed a ferocious smile on his face.
“Calculate the time, if Xianyu Yanhe had not broken through Zhangsheng, he would have died.”
“And Zaifu Qiaoqiao will follow you even if he betrays the Black Snake Tribe.”
"Your identity should be the grandson of Xianyu Yanhe."
"I'm right, Xianyu Wenfeng!"
Kong Ji looked at him strangely In front of him, Saint Son Gu Jiang showed confidence on his face.
Na na nodded.
I thought silently in my heart: "Even my sharp tongue can't compare to the clever thinking of this Holy Son of Gu." (End of Chapter)