Chapter 332 Capturing Xuanyang Alive
Chapter 332: Capturing Xuanyang alive (please recommend!)
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The eight-horse chariot is the most precious treasure of the ancient emperors. Wu Qi controlled the Eight-horse Chariot through evasive means. Although he could borrow the power of the Eight-horse Chariot, he was not skilled enough after all, and Wu Qi could not fully utilize all the mysteries of the Eight-horse Chariot, an ancient treasure. Although it can transform into seven-colored auspicious light and escape, its speed is greatly different from the highest one the Eight Horse Chariot should have.
Xuan Yang Immortal did not hesitate to spend three mouthfuls of his life essence and blood to urge the secret method to produce fire wings, which allowed his speed to reach an astonishing level, and he caught up behind Ba Chao in an instant. With a big hand grab, large fires spurted out from the five fingers. A big hand, crystal clear like glass and exuding intense heat, whizzed out and grabbed Wu Qi head-on in the eight-horse chariot.
Wu Qi happened to be sitting in the eight-horse chariot with free time. He originally thought that Immortal Xuanyang would not be able to catch up with him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he flew out of Feixue City, a large red light enveloped him, and Immortal Xuanyang actually activated his secret method to catch up behind him. Wu Qi looked back in shock, and saw a pair of fire wings several feet long behind Xuan Yang Immortal flapping rapidly in the large firelight. Xuan Yang Immortal's face also became extremely weird, and his nose and The mouth protruded and turned into a huge beak, the eyes radiated a menacing light, and dense red feathers sprouted from the skin.
The feathers on Xuan Yang Immortal's body are shaped like peacock feathers, all red, and the fine feathers are densely covered with dense talisman patterns, which are emitting huge heat at this moment. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously injected into these feathers. After the transformation of the natural talisman patterns on the feathers, it turned into red flames and injected into the wings behind Xuan Yang Immortal, and then sprayed out violently. A line of fire behind Immortal Xuanyang extended for a hundred miles, and the red flames burned half of the sky red.
Wu Qi was still sizing up Immortal Xuanyang, but the big red hand with a radius of several feet had already pressed down heavily, slapping hard on the colorful auspicious light emitted by the eight-horse chariot. There was a sudden roar, and the seven-colored auspicious light on the eight-horse chariot suddenly exploded outwards, expanding into a huge seven-colored auspicious cloud with a radius of several miles. Countless fist-sized golden runes were like entities made of gold, flashing in the sky among the colorful auspicious clouds, releasing a huge pressure that was breathtaking.
The big red hand smashed into pieces,
Suddenly, twelve armored soldiers over six feet tall, wearing golden armor, roared out from the vicinity of the eight-horse chariot. They rushed towards Xuan Yang Immortal with halberds in their hands. The cultivation level of these soldiers is probably the same as that of Wu Qi today, that is, the cultivation level of the middle-grade golden elixir. Although their cultivation levels were not high, these warriors who even Wu Qi didn't know where they came from were frighteningly fast. Their long halberds tore through the air, causing a harsh sound of cracking the air, and they stabbed Immortal Xuanyang in the chest fiercely. passed.
Immortal Xuanyang slapped Fire Wings hard on his back, and he shouted sternly: "Go away!"
He waved his hands to the left and right, and large fires spurted out. The seven-colored auspicious light of the eight chariots remained motionless, but the twelve armored soldiers shattered into pieces and were burned into a shower of light that filled the sky in the boundless firelight. Immortal Xuanyang glared angrily at Wu Qi, who was shrouded in colorful auspicious light, and shouted sternly: "What a daring young man, you actually have such a rare treasure to protect yourself?"
Licking his lips greedily, Immortal Xuanyang laughed sternly: "What kind of immortal weapon is this? It is at least a protective treasure that can only be refined by an immortal of the 18th grade or above, right? It's strange, how come you are just a golden elixir practitioner? Can you control an immortal weapon? It makes no sense, you can't control an immortal weapon at all."
Wu Qi simply stopped the Eight-Jun Chai. Since Immortal Xuanyang had already seen the true form of the Eight-Jun Chai, he just stopped and talked to him. Immortal Xuanyang's big hand just hit hard, but it was shattered into pieces by the restraining force of the eight chariots. Wu Qi's confidence in the defensive power of the eight chariots increased a hundred times out of thin air. Even if he is facing an immortal head-on, he has nothing to fear
After listening to Immortal Xuanyang's words, Wu Qi smiled coldly and was about to answer him when a row of golden bells hanging on the cover of the fierce Eight-horse Chariot suddenly jingled automatically in the absence of wind. As these golden bells rang, the surrounding auspicious clouds suddenly rolled, and twenty-four golden armored soldiers emerged out of thin air with halberds in hand. They once again stepped on the auspicious clouds, turning into streams of light and rushing towards Immortal Xuanyang.
Immortal Xuanyang flapped his wings behind his back and looked proudly at these golden warriors. The armored men who appeared this time were only high-grade Jindan cultivators. Immortal Xuanyang sneered, flicked his fingers, and large red flames spurted out, and the twenty-four soldiers were burned again into countless light spots falling down.
Wu Qi sat coldly on the eight-horse chariot and looked at Immortal Xuanyang. Heavenly Immortal, this is the first time Wu Qi has truly faced a Heavenly Immortal.
Immortal Xuanyang's strange appearance and the pair of fire wings behind him made Wu Qi very curious. This appearance is nothing more than that. The pair of fire wings are actually tightly connected to Immortal Xuanyang's body like real flesh wings. They seem to be born from his flesh and blood, not like they are made of flames. Shadow.
While he was thinking about how to deal with Immortal Xuanyang, those golden bells rang again, and the colorful auspicious clouds rolled up. Forty-eight soldiers rushed out with a roar, and once again set up the clouds and turned into cold light and rushed towards Immortal Xuanyang. The soldiers who appeared this time all had the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul.
Immortal Xuanyang's face changed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of fire burned the forty-eight Yuan Ying early stage soldiers into light spots.
Just two breaths later, the auspicious clouds rolled again, and ninety-six middle-stage Nascent Soul warriors rushed out. Xuanyang Immortal was shocked. He shouted "weird" and once again sprayed out a large fire and reduced these soldiers to nothing. But after just two breaths, one hundred and ninety-two soldiers in the late Nascent Soul stage rushed out. Immortal Xuanyang's eyes widened in astonishment, and he waved a fire dragon to burn the armored soldiers into a plume of smoke, and then 384 monks in the early stage of Yuan Shen teleported out of Xiangyun.
A series of changes made Wu Qi dumbfounded. Only then did he realize that the Eight-horse Chariot was indeed the most valuable treasure of the ancient Emperor. Although he was able to control the Eight-horse Chariot by concealing the truth from the sky, it was not possible to master all the infinite secrets within the Eight-horse Chariot in a short while.
Three hundred and eighty-four monks in the early stage of Yuan Shen! Wu Qi’s whole body muscles are trembling. This is so spectacular.
Facing the Immortal Xuanyang who was a heavenly immortal, the three hundred and eighty-four warriors in the early stage of Yuan Shen only struggled and fluttered in the fire for a few seconds before their bodies exploded into countless light spots falling down. However, killing so many warriors in the early stage of multi-spiritual life with one blow consumed a lot of Xuan Yang Immortal's immortal power, and the expression on his face became extremely ugly.
Wu Qi looked at Immortal Xuanyang blankly, and he laughed dryly: "Do you think someone will show up again?"
Immortal Xuanyang looked at Wu Qi, and he immediately understood the reason for Wu Qi's question: "Junior Luck, you have obtained this treasure, but you still don't know its efficacy? If someone else shows up, wouldn't it be... …”
Immortal Xuanyang's scolding still echoed in his ears, and the auspicious clouds around him rolled again. Seven hundred and sixty-eight warriors in the middle stage of Yuan Shen silently gathered their bodies in the auspicious clouds, and suddenly brought a cold light towards Immortal Xuanyang. Rushed over. Immortal Xuanyang shouted in shock and hurriedly raised a red light wheel with a diameter of three feet. The nimbus was inlaid with six fist-sized red orbs that shone brightly. As soon as he took action, these orbs spurted out a large amount of green smoke and purple fire, accompanied by deafening thunder.
With one blow, seven hundred and sixty-eight soldiers with middle-level soul cultivation were instantly reduced to nothing, and Immortal Xuanyang's face turned pale. This blow also consumed a lot of his immortal energy. However, the surrounding auspicious clouds rolled up and down, and an unstoppable force of 1,536 warriors in the final stage of Yuanshen gathered in the auspicious clouds. These warriors were suspended in the air, holding long halberds, and were attacking Xuanyang Immortal General. The halberd was thrown.
When these warriors at the end of the Yuan Shen stage appeared, Wu Qi's vision suddenly went dark, and his spiritual power was consumed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his full energy was drained away, leaving only a trace of mental power to keep him awake. A flash of consciousness came from the eight-horse chariot, and Wu Qi suddenly understood the origin of these soldiers.
All the soldiers are protectors manifested by the huge power of faith in the eight-horse chariot. But if you want to use the power of faith in the eight-horse chariot, you must extract a trace of Wu Qi's spiritual power and turn it into the soul core of these soldiers. Because of the restrictions, the strongest warriors who appeared could only be at the same level as Wu Qi's Yuan Shen.
Having absorbed the essence of many Yuan Shen monks, Wu Qi's Yuan Shen has reached the level of a peak Yuan Shen monk. Therefore, the eight-horse chariot can now condense and manifest the guardian incarnation, which is the armor of the peak Yuan Shen. These warriors manifested and channeled Wu Qi's spiritual power into the core of his soul. As a result, Wu Qi's spiritual power was rapidly depleted and he almost fainted due to lack of energy.
Wu Qi sighed softly. If he was in the realm of immortals in the Divine Seal Throne now, the huge power of faith in the eight-horse chariot would be able to condense the immortal-level protectors to help him attack the enemy. It's a pity that his current cultivation level is not enough. The warriors at the peak of the gods also pose no threat to Immortal Xuanyang.
Xuan Yang Immortal's face turned white again. He poured a large amount of immortal power into the fire wheel above his head. Six orbs burst out with intense red light. Large swaths of green smoke and purple fire surrounded him. More than a thousand halberds shot at him were shattered. . Immortal Xuanyang took a deep breath, and a large piece of purple fire spurted out. One thousand, five hundred and thirty-six soldiers stayed in the purple fire for a breath, and then they collapsed one after another.
Wu Qi's face suddenly turned pale, and he broke out in cold sweat.
Immortal Xuanyang panted heavily. He stared at Wu Qi and sneered: "Junior, if this rare treasure can recruit immortal-level warriors..."
Suddenly, Immortal Xuanyang took a few deep breaths. He frowned and said, "What smells so fragrant? Well, Juan Yong Qing Ya, this is the best incense."
Wu Qi raised his hand. A ball of drunken dragon incense powder the size of a human head in his hand was burning brightly. Light green smoke floated out, and the aroma had already covered the space for dozens of miles in radius. Immortal Xuanyang just exerted too much force. He took in big mouthfuls of air without even bothering to use forbidden techniques to cut off the air. He had already inhaled how much drunken dragon incense he didn't know.
After staring at Wu Qi blankly for a while, Immortal Xuanyang shouted and suddenly fell from the air like a stone.
Wu Qi hurriedly grabbed it out, and a ball of forbidden divine flames enveloped the fire wheel. Then he grabbed the unconscious Xuanyang Immortal in his hand and stuffed it into the spirit-nurturing ring.
Putting away the eight-horse chariot, Wu Qi looked around. Just as he was about to leave, seven or eight black spots suddenly flew towards him in the distance, and huge immortal power surged over him. The immortal power of seven or eight heavenly beings merged into one, and Xueyuanxing shivered under their immortal power.
Wu Qi's heart skipped a beat, so many immortals?