Chapter 510: Activate One by One

The eight female disciples of Miaoying Palace hooked up by the blood madman are not actually the real disciples of Miaoying Palace. They are more likely to be Fairy Miaoxin's sìdaughters. Because they are close to Fairy Miaoxin, they were admitted to Miaoying Palace under special circumstances. Their cultivation level is only at the level of a low-grade Celestial Immortal, and the strongest is only that of a thirty-fifth-grade Celestial Immortal.

What is even more embarrassing is that Lao Ai is messing around in the flower garden with Miaoxin Fairy Hu Tian and Hu Di, and these eight female disciples of Miaoying Palace are messing with the blood madman. The bloody madman had obtained the true inheritance of Lao Ai, so he was naturally unable to deal with Fairy Miaoxin, who was at the level of a golden immortal. However, it was extremely easy to deal with a few women with the strength of a low-level heavenly immortal.

This woman had just participated in the Happy Zen with the blood madman for a while. The energy in her body had been completely destroyed by the blood madman, and her magical power had also been depleted a lot. She had at most 30% of her usual strength, which was the strength of several women. He even fell to a level inferior to that of an immortal.

Wu Qi had been recuperating in the mine for several years, and now he suddenly attacked with a physical strength equivalent to that of a twenty-fourth-grade heavenly immortal. The eight women didn't even have time to see Wu Qi's movements clearly before Wu Qi penetrated them. The center of their brows shattered their fairies in one fell swoop. Wu Qi's attack was too quick, his movements were too swift, and he struck with overwhelming force. Even the immortal weapons carried by the eight girls were unable to react, and their immortal weapons were smashed to pieces by Wu Qi's punch.

Murderous intent filled the air all around. Wu Qi's body went through violent movements, and his skin and air rubbed violently, and scalding heat continued to rise from the surface of his skin. The blood madman suddenly saw Wu Qi's murderous eyes, and subconsciously his knees weakened, almost falling to his knees in front of Wu Qi.

Wu Qi grabbed the blood madman's shoulders, held the blood madman and said in a deep voice: "Well done.

I was also afraid that the old ghost Lu Buwei had already seen Fairy Miaoxin. Since it was you who blocked him, I will remember this favor. Stay here and no matter who wants to see Fairy Miaoxin, they are not allowed in. Buy me a few hours, can you do it? "

The ugly face of the blood madman suddenly twisted, and he showed an extremely ferocious smile: "Goddess of Heaven, just go and do the work. If there are any benefits, don't forget that the blood madman is here." With a strange smile, the blood madman looked back and vaguely glanced back. Fairy Miaoxin, who was looking at the palace, laughed softly and said: "Master, there is no need to give him anything good! He has benefited a lot in the past two years."

Wu Qi grinned, patted the blood madman's shoulder hard, then turned around and left. As he walked, his mind had already connected with several demon puppet clones near He An City. Wu Qi also agreed with the blood madman's words - Lao Ai and Fairy Miao Xin have been as good as oil in the past two or three years. They hang out together every day and take part in Huanxi Zen. Will he get less benefits?

It's strange, why can Lao Ai please women so easily?

In the flower garden, the bloody madman glanced at the eight corpses on the ground, sighed, clasped his hands in front of his body,

He murmured and recited a sutra of living and living. As the blood madman chanted, the eight corpses gradually burned. The corpses were burned to ashes, and the ashes condensed into hundreds of strange golden relics the size of a thumb. The blood madman waved his hand at the relics, and hundreds of relics merged into his body, turning into billowing heat and flowing throughout his body.

"My Buddha is merciful!" The blood mad man chanted the Buddha's name in a long and decent manner: "The eight immortals have achieved 60% of their spiritual cultivation. Haha, the wonderful magic and magical power taught by the master is indeed the only method that leads directly to the great road. Wonderful Ah, wonderful! It’s a pity, it’s a pity that Mr. Tianyun kills people without blinking an eye, and eight such beautiful girls were slaughtered by him like this!”

Recalling the horrific scene where Wu Qi killed the young man Lu Buwei brought with him with one elbow, and beat Lu Buwei so hard that he had no choice but to escape with the help of the Heavenly Ghost Mirror, and then immediately got into a rage and killed the eight female fairies with his fists. The madman felt like a spirit was all over his body, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead: "This uncle is very murderous... Tsk, Master said he is only in the realm of Yuanying? I have seen a Yuanying who can kill an immortal with one punch. A monk?"

After pondering for a long time, the blood mad man spread his hands and said with a bitter smile: "Master is blind, eh, you will harm your body if you indulge!"

Wu Qi's ray of spiritual thought has always stayed with Xue Madman. Seeing Xue Madman's behavior, Wu Qi couldn't help but be frightened by the vicious method passed down by Lao Ai. But upon hearing Xue Crazy Hu's last words, Wu Qi almost stopped laughing. Shaking his head, Wu Qi quickly returned to the mine while controlling the demon puppet clones in Ancheng and Su Qin and others to step up their actions.

In the deep and dark mine, more than ten thousand monks are working hard to excavate the ore, and nearly a thousand patrol yaksha are squatting on the stalagmites in boredom, laughing and gambling and fighting.

Seeing Wu Qi come in, the yakshas stood up one after another and saluted Wu Qi respectfully.

In the past few years, although Wu Qi had spent most of his time in the stone room meditating on the magic array of Miaoying Palace, he would occasionally meet him once in a while, and the fierce and vicious methods of Wu Qi, who was decisive in killing, made the patrolling yakshas feel chilled. . The more than 10,000 monks in the mine were kept submissive by Wu Qi, and their souls were controlled by Wu Qi. These patrolling yakshas were really afraid of Wu Qi to death.

Looking at these patrolling Yakshas, ​​Wu Qi shook his head. Miaoying Palace controls the life and death of these patrolling yakshas, ​​and it is impossible for them to follow him. It's a pity that these patrolling yakshas are very talented and have very low intelligence. Once they are subdued, they are loyal and good at guarding homes and homes. However, Miaoying Palace subdued them first, so Wu Qi had no chance to make a move.

Glancing at these patrolling Yakshas, ​​Wu Qi shook his head and flew to a platform at the top of the mine. There is a small moving array here. After the patrolling Yaksha captures the unlucky casual cultivators, they will send them to the mine through this moving array.

Wu Qi flew up, and several patrolling yakshas near the moving formation quickly stood up, with flattering smiles on their faces and bowed to Wu Qi repeatedly.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Qi ordered all the patrolling yakshas in the mine: "Come up, I'll give you something good today."

Nearly a thousand patrolling yakshas flew up in a hurry and laughed. Wu Qi was very generous. In the past few years, they had also obtained many spiritual stones from Wu Qi. To these poor yakshas, ​​Wu Qi was Their food and clothing were their parents, so Wu Qi summoned them, and even the Yashas who were supervising the work in the mine ran out in a hurry and flew to the platform obediently.

With a sigh, Wu Qi stomped on the ground, and the moving formation on the platform suddenly shattered into pieces. With a casual wave of his hand, Wu Qi held all the spiritual stones on the moving formation in his hand. Before these patrolling yakshas could react, the mí god's skull flag flew up from above Wu Qi's head, and countless ghostly skeletons condensed into black smoke flew around in the sky, pounced on these patrolling yakshas with sharp whistling sounds.

Sharp howls continued to sound, and the patrolling Yasha's soul was forcibly dragged out of the body by the ghostly skeleton made of black smoke, and was torn into pieces in the blink of an eye. Their physical bodies were also swallowed up by the black energy, and before long nearly a thousand patrolling Yakshas disappeared without a trace, turning into nourishment for the skull flags of the mí god.

The monks who were working outside were shocked. They looked at Wuqi blankly, wondering why he killed all the patrolling yakshas.

Wu Qi snorted softly, then casually brushed out an ancient talisman, blocking the entrance to the mine and cutting off any sound in the mine. He shouted in a deep voice: "Everyone gather together, don't make any sound. Anyone who dares to make a noise will be killed! Quick, everyone gather together!"

After hearing Wu Qi's order, the monks seemed to suddenly understand something. Some of them raised their arms with red faces, hurriedly walked out of the mine, and gathered in the largest mine. Under the leadership of hundreds of foremen selected by Wu Qi, more than 15,000 monks with cultivation levels ranging from the thirty-third-grade heavenly immortal to the lowest golden elixir stage gathered in the mine.

While these monks hurriedly walked out of the gathering, Wu Qi was placing a pre-made mobile array in the center of the mine.

All of Wu Qi's own materials have been completely consumed, and these array disks are what Lao Ai prepared for him. Lao Ai once had a very strong potential force in Dayan, and it was easy to collect some training information. For example, the most important element of the teleportation array was the void-breaking spiritual gold. This array plate was inlaid with eighteen pieces the size of a human head, which was enough to complete the formation. The loss of the moving array is reduced to a minimum.

The monks all recognized what Wu Qi was arranging on the ground, and they were so excited that they could hardly breathe. They suddenly knew what Wu Qi wanted to do. Wu Qi wanted to take them to escape from here, to escape from this hell where there was no sunlight and no spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

When the moving formation was ready, Wu Qi flew into the air and shouted to the monks in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, everyone will be in a group of one hundred and leave quickly through the moving formation. There is someone on the other side to help you, just follow his orders." . Don’t forget, your lives are all in my hands. Anyone who dares to make the slightest move will be killed!"

The monks lowered their heads one after another. Facing Wu Qi who had mastered their souls, how could they dare to offend him in the slightest?

A méngméng white light flashed on the moving array, and groups of monks kept walking into the moving array and disappeared into the light.

Wu Qi stood aside quietly, watching the monks gradually leave. He squinted his eyes and had a weird smile on his face.

These more than 10,000 monks were a great gift from Miaoying Palace to Wu Qi. The high-end power of these more than 10,000 monks was comparable to that of a large sect in the Universal Heaven Realm. This power came at just the right time.

"He Anjo!"

"Qingcheng."

"Miaoying Palace!"

"Dayu official!"

Wu Qi smiled softly and murmured the names one by one.

"Well, the most important thing is of course the innate Yang Qi under the bottomless abyss of Beiming."

Taking a deep breath, when the last monk entered the moving formation, Wu Qi put away the formation disk and walked out of the mine in a swaggering manner.

The thirty-six demon guards still sat cross-legged at the exit of the mine without caring about anything, their thoughts flying to nowhere.

Wu Qi glanced at them, gave them a friendly smile, and then floated straight into Miaoying Palace.