Chapter 403 Strange Situation

Chapter 403: Strange Situation (Third update!)

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The immortals were shocked and fell back a lot again.

Annihilation, complete annihilation. A twenty-eighth-grade immortal was actually beaten to pieces by Patriarch Yuanhua with that shabby-looking piece of cloth, leaving no trace of his soul left. Such power is really scary.

Ancestor Yuan Hua jumped forward without saying a word, grasped the hilt of the golden fairy sword, and quickly penetrated the sword with his spiritual consciousness. A large number of runes suddenly lit up on the fairy sword, and a gentle chirping sound came from the fairy sword. In the blink of an eye, ancestor Yuanhua's consciousness was close to the core of the complex formation in the fairy sword, and it almost became fragmented after vague contact with it. , the sleeping weapon spirit hidden in the core of the fairy sword.

The surrounding immortals suddenly realized that no matter how the real person Huiling was annihilated, no matter what methods Patriarch Yuanhua used to suddenly beat him to death, this sword was too coveted. Although the weapon spirit of an eighteenth-grade or above fairy sword has been greatly injured now, as long as some time and energy are spent, the weapon spirit's injury can be easily recovered. With this fairy sword, you can lay the foundation of the first fairy sect in the Purotian realm and the surrounding realms.

Hundreds of immortals took action at the same time, and they all shouted: "Friend Yuanhua Immortal, please let us take a look at this sword."

The void around Ancestor Yuan Hua suddenly shattered, and hundreds of big hands transformed by immortal power grabbed at him. However, these big hands were fighting and struggling with each other, which revealed the flaw of the boss. The Yun Ying Sword beside Patriarch Yuan Hua flashed, and Patriarch Yuan Hua hurriedly slipped out.

With a long roar, Patriarch Yuanhua shouted: "Disciple of Yuanhua Sect, Immortal Lord Zouchuan, that Huangjie Star belongs to my Yuanhua Sect."

The Chi Taoist waved his sleeves, and a cloud of smoke rose into the sky, wrapping up Wu Qi and his disciples who were participating in the gambling fight, and suddenly turned into a spiritual light and followed the ancestor Yuan Hua as they fled outside. Ancestor Yuan Hua was flying at the front with a golden fairy sword in hand. Wherever the golden light struck, the chaotic air flow opened up a tunnel like boiling water and snow, just enough to allow the disciples chasing after him to escape smoothly.

However, the nature of the chaotic air flow was strange and extremely heavy. Ancestor Yuan Hua held a golden fairy sword in front of him to clear the way, and the speed suddenly dropped by more than a hundred times than usual. Although the disciples of the Yuanhua Sect escaped quickly, they were soon chased by the immortals from behind.

The one who rushed to the front was the man from Guhe, who was solemnly looking like a treasure and had a faint golden light emanating from his body. The string of Buddhist beads in his left hand suddenly turned into more than a hundred soft and crystal-clear Buddha lights that shot out, hitting Wu Qi and the others like a storm. The man on the ancient river shouted in a deep voice: "Friend Yuanhua Immortal,

This sword is destined to my Buddhism. Please put down this sword and form a good relationship with my Buddhism."

The dull and thunderous sound of Sanskrit singing came from more than a hundred groups of Buddha lights. The disciples of the Yuanhua Sect who participated in the gambling fight, and those who only had the cultivation level of Nascent Soul, felt their foreheads shake, and they all rolled their eyes and fainted. Taoist Xiao and other ten Yuanshen realm disciples were trembling all over. Even with the protection of the cloud light emitted by Taoist Chi, the Yuanshen was still shaken so much that they were jumping around in the body, almost to the point of disintegration.

Master Guhe slapped his forehead, and a ray of Buddha's light shot out, turning into a huge claw shaped like a roc's claw and grabbing the ancestor Yuanhua. All the immortals saw that the sword in the hand of Patriarch Yuanhua had emitted a large golden flame. It seemed that Patriarch Yuanhua had almost wiped out the spiritual consciousness left by Master Huiling in the sword, and was about to wipe out his own divine consciousness. Knowledge is imprinted on the seriously injured weapon spirit.

Once Ancestor Yuan Hua takes control of this seriously injured sword, the strength of Ancestor Yuan Hua, who is at the peak of the 28th grade, can suddenly increase several times. Even if several Immortal Lords present join forces, it will definitely not be possible. The opponent of Patriarch Yuanhua.

Therefore, we must stop ancestor Yuan Hua from refining this fairy sword now. As long as he can hinder his efforts for a moment and interrupt his practice of refining the fairy sword, more than a thousand immortals will take action at the same time, and they will definitely be able to take this fairy sword away. As for who this fairy sword finally belongs to, there must be a lucky person, right? And all the immortals feel that they are the lucky ones.

It was too late, but it was too soon. Wuqi suddenly hissed, and with a wave of his left hand, countless dragon-scale golden lights shot out into the sky, and with a harsh scream, they went towards the hundreds of balls of Buddha's light that were blasted down by the people on the ancient river. The golden light of the dragon scales hit the Buddha's light intensively, causing the Buddha's light to continuously emit loud and dull noises. The golden light of the dragon scales shattered into pieces, but the falling Buddha's light was also deflected outward by the huge impact of the golden dragon's scales. , more than a hundred balls of Buddha's light plunged into the chaotic airflow not far away, and disappeared after just turning around.

The man on the ancient river was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This string of Buddhist beads was a treasure that he had carried with him since he was practicing. After countless years of blessing with Buddhist power and mindfulness, it had become connected with his mind and soul, and its power was no weaker than that of ordinary fairy weapons. However, due to such a blow from Wu Qi, the beads were swept away by the chaotic airflow. Even Taiyi Golden Immortal could not find such a small string of beads in the chaotic starry sky.

As we all know, Buddhist monks have always been poor. They usually only have two or three Buddhist treasures that they carry with them, which are the most important treasures that condense all their Buddhist power and mind power. They have never paid much attention to other things outside the body. Master Guhe only has this string of Buddhist beads as a portable Buddhist utensil. He has been practicing hard for so many years, and all his efforts have been devoted to this string of beads. This is a huge loss. Even if Master Guhe cultivates his mind and character, His kung fu had already gained some momentum, but he was still so angry that he cursed loudly.

"Damn junior, return Buddha's treasure." Master Guhe raised his eyebrows. He didn't bother to chase ancestor Yuanhua. Instead, he waved his right hand and shot out the huge claw shaped like a roc's claw. Chao Wuqi was caught head-on. If this claw was strong enough, given the strength gap between him and Wu Qi, Wu Qi would definitely be grabbed to death by his bones and tendons. At this time, the people on the ancient river were too lazy to care whether Wu Qi was destined to be a Buddhist.

With a cold snort, Wu Qi clenched his teeth, his heart throbbing with pain. Wutu Dragon Scale Shield had just done something, and at least 10,000 dragon scales were shattered by the beads. This was a precious treasure made from the dragon scales he had worked so hard to retrieve from the ancestral grave of Wanying Old Dragon. With the loss of these ten thousand dragon scales, both the attack and defense power of the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield suddenly dropped. Forty percent.

"Old bald donkey, give me back my dragon scales." Wu Qi was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped. His eyes widened, his brows opened, and the cold electron microscope suddenly emitted more than a hundred dazzling purple electric lights. The force hit the ancient river master hard. At the same time, Wu Qi took out all the immortal talismans given by Patriarch Jiang Yun and the two master ladies Bai Xia and Qing Wu, and threw them back as if they were desperate.

Master Furukawa groaned, and clearly visible muscle stripes bulged under his skin. His golden Arhat body moved, and the thunder light ejected from the cold electron microscope fell on him, causing his body to make a "dang" sound, like a When he struck a big golden bell, it only shattered a piece of skin on his chest, and not even a trace of blood came out.

But after all, the cold electron microscope is a fusion of the essence of Nine Heavenly Gang Thunder. After Wu Qi's hard work for so long, the power of the cold electron microscope has become almost as powerful as ordinary immortal weapons. Although these thunderbolts failed to seriously injure Master Furukawa, they also depleted a lot of his vitality. Master Furukawa's heart felt swollen, his vision went dark, and he was forced to hover in place, unable to move.

Dozens of immortal talismans exploded. Wu Qi did not use the normal method to induce the magical power in the immortal talismans. Instead, he used the most violent and direct method to detonate dozens of immortal talismans at the same time. Large white clouds, water vapor, green mist, and strong light exploded into a hazy light and shadow. The sharp claws of the roc struck by the ancient river master were suddenly blown to pieces, and the tunnel opened by the ancestor of Yuanhua was also blown to pieces. .

Being twisted by the immortal talisman, the surrounding chaotic air currents surged inward, almost dragging Master Furukawa into the chaotic starry sky. He was so frightened that he screamed and grabbed the ankles of Master Miaomiao who came in a hurry. , and then he struggled out. As for the many immortals who were chasing after them, their consciousness and sight were blocked by the sudden collapse of the corridor, and the distance from Wu Qi and the others suddenly became much further.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ancestor Yuanhua suddenly changed the direction of his flight and flew towards the diagonal thorn to break through the chaotic starry sky. The foolish Taoist led Wu Qi and others and hurriedly followed him. He did not forget to pat Wu Qi's shoulders repeatedly and praised loudly: "Wu Qi, you are a good boy, you did a great job."

Ancestor Yuanhua, who was busy opening a way to escape in front, also praised loudly: "Sure enough, you did a great job. As long as you avoid today, this fairy sword will be the treasure of my Yuanhua Gate. It's wonderful, it's wonderful, I didn't expect Huiling's hand." The fact that there is such a valuable treasure in the world has messed up the situation, otherwise everything would have been calculated by us."

Wu Qi smiled bitterly when he heard this. When they secretly discussed this matter at Qingya Mountain that day, they really didn't expect such a result.

Everything had been planned. Wu Qi and the other one hundred and ten disciples defeated the Hui Ling Sect disciples and seized the ownership of the spirit stone planet. This was the logical first step. Then Patriarch Yuan Hua stayed at the Qingya Xingshan Gate until the final challenge from Master Huiling, and then rushed to the scene through a pre-arranged moving formation to deal with the seriously injured Master Huiling with his intact body. This was a sure win.

As long as Patriarch Yuanhua kills the real person Huiling, the Yuanhua Sect will completely win this battle. Unexpectedly, the reason why Master Huiling had the courage to raise the bet turned out to be an immortal sword of grade 18 or above. This caused the situation to become chaotic and forced everyone in the Yuanhua Sect to flee in confusion.

In fact, Wu Qi was curious as to whether Patriarch Yuan Hua would have used his strange little piece of cloth if Master Hui Ling had not possessed this fairy sword. That little piece of cloth can instantly annihilate the real person Huiling. Its origin is extraordinary. Looking at it, this piece of cloth should be the method used by Patriarch Yuanhua to suppress the bottom of the box.

However, although things have changed, the results are always good.

The Yuanhua Sect won the Huangjie Star justifiably. Not to mention that its territory doubled, and it could also monopolize the spirit stone planet. The future development prospects of the sect are really bright. When thinking about the proud place, no matter the Yuanhua Patriarch, Chi Taoist, or even Wu Qi and other Yuanhua Sect disciples, they all burst into laughter, and their laughter was full of pride.

Not only the Huangjie Star and the Spiritual Stone Planet, the Yuanhua Ancestor also obtained such a high-grade fairy sword. From now on in the Prototian Realm, the Yuanhua Sect will definitely become stronger with a strong master as its backer. Needless to say, exhibition?

The pressure from the front suddenly lightened, and Ancestor Yuan Hua led his disciples out of the chaotic starry sky.

The fairy sword in his hand suddenly made a gentle cry. Ancestor Yuanhua had taken advantage of the weapon spirit when it was at its weakest to forcibly imprint the divine consciousness brand into the weapon spirit.

At this moment, a strange light rushed from the slanting thorn, and Master Yin rushed to the front of Patriarch Yuanhua angrily.

"Yuanhua, do you dare to kill my Qiyun disciple?" Master Yin was struck directly by a bolt of lightning.