Chapter 726 Conflict Between the 2 Palaces

Chapter 726: Conflict between the two palaces (Third update, please recommend)

The alarm bell in the secret palace was still ringing, and the low and hoarse alarm bell echoed among the rocks, making people's ears hurt. But apart from the fact that hundreds of white-clothed priests gradually gathered at the entrance of the secret hall and activated a large formation to protect the entrance of the secret hall, not a single high-level priest from the secret hall came forward to deal with this matter.

Yuchen walked proudly in the square at the entrance with his hands behind his back, his old face smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum. Wu Qi trampled the four brothers Wu Changjun to the ground and could not stand up. He easily broke through the formation that the four Wu Changjun brothers jointly set up to block the void. Doesn't this prove that his Yantian Palace is superior to all spirits? Is the palace too powerful?

Both belong to the Secret Hall, and there is a strong competitive relationship between the various branch halls. People who can enter the Secret Hall are all scientific lunatics with a little abnormal brains and a little lack of emotional intelligence. You can't expect these people to compete with each other. can coexist harmoniously. In particular, the different concepts among the various branches. You look down on me, and I look down on you. It is normal to insult and fight with each other.

But like today, the four masters of the Hall of All Spirits were piled on the ground and unable to turn over with one foot. This kind of thing has never happened since the establishment of the Secret Hall. Even though Yuchen once spat in Wu Changzhen's face, he never stepped on Wu Changzhen's feet!

But today, Wu Qi did just that! The four masters of the Wanling Hall, the demon brothers of the Wuchang family, were trampled to the ground by Wu Qi, unable to move. In Yuchen's heart, Wu Qi is a genius in the formation. Sooner or later, he will become the teacher priest of Yan Tian Palace, so Wu Qi is already a member of Yan Tian Palace, and no one can erase this fact!

The normal priest of Yantian Palace has stepped on the four main hall masters of Wanling Palace! Looking at the scene in front of him, yùchen couldn't help but feel full of hope. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to laugh loudly to ridicule the Wuchang brothers, but he was worried about his position as the first master of Yantian Palace. It's an image problem, I'm embarrassed to laugh out loud no matter what. So he could only pace back and forth in all directions, nodding happily to the priests of the secret palace who were maintaining the mountain-protecting formation at the entrance of the secret palace.

Wu Qi firmly trampled the four Wu Changzhen brothers under his feet. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not struggle. The most powerful of the four Wu Changzhen brothers is only a second-day priest, and his cultivation level is equivalent to that of a fourteenth-grade golden immortal. Facing Wu Qi, a body whose magic power has reached the level of a fifth-grade golden immortal. Freaks with dual cultivation, they felt as if dozens of mountains were pressing down on their bodies, so heavy that they could not move.

Wu Changji grunted and greeted Wu Qi's ancestors. He kept making seals with his hands, trying to use the "Mountain Moving Curse" to move Wu Qi's big feet. But every time his Mountain-Moving Curse was about to take shape, Wu Qi's toes would tremble violently, and an invisible wave of mana would smash the spell that was about to take shape into pieces, preventing him from releasing the spell at all.

A fourteenth-grade Golden Immortal facing a fifth-grade Golden Immortal is like a baby facing an adult Long Bo countryman.

There was no resistance at all.

Wu Changzhen and his brothers were also constantly chanting spells and forming seals, constantly trying to use some powerful magic weapons to deal with Wu Qi, but Wu Qi's cultivation was much stronger than them, and his physical strength was countless times theirs. No matter how hard the brothers tried, they still couldn't move Wu Qi's big feet.

The two dragon and python sisters shrank their bodies to about a foot in length, quickly landed on Wu Qi's shoulders, and gently rubbed their heads against Wu Qi's earlobe. Ao Buzun, on the other hand, roared angrily and enlarged his body to a length of about ten feet. He angrily threw himself in front of Wu Changzhen and roared: "You want to disembowel your ancestor? You want to take it?" I want to do those weird things? How many kilograms of u do you want to chop off me and eat?"

Ao Buzun suddenly opened his big mouth, bit off one of Wu Changji's arms with one click, and swallowed it in two or three mouthfuls.

Wu Changzhen howled in pain, and blood with a hint of blackness spurted out from the broken arm, soon staining a large area of ​​the ground.

Yuchen on the side was shocked. He never imagined that Ao Buzun could be so fierce. It was enough for Wu Qi to trample Wu Changzhen on the ground and humiliate him. Anyway, these palace masters in the secret palace are all mentally disturbed people. They are used to being shameless. Last time, Wu Qi was sprayed in the face. Wu Changjiu just rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face clean, as if nothing had happened.

But Ao Buzun bit off Wu Changji's arm, something was wrong!

Dozens of disciples behind Wu Changzhen roared in unison. Their bodies suddenly swelled, and the white robes on their bodies were stretched to the point of bursting. Among Wu Changzhen's disciples were the Longbo people, the Youyu people, and actually the sharks who could only live in the sea. The white robes just now covered the long tails of these sharks, so no one could see through their identities.

In addition to these most common races in Dayu, there are also many strange and eccentric people among Wu Changji's disciples.

For example, there are several members of the Three-Armed Clan. In addition to their normal arms, they also have an arm in the middle of the body, either on their chest or behind their back. These three-armed humans have the same qualifications and endowments as normal people, but the only strange thing is their third arm. Their third arm has all kinds of wonderful innate magical powers. Usually this third arm is hidden in the body, but when needed, it can be used like thunder.

Some three-arm tribesmen have the power to move mountains with their third arm, some have an indestructible Vajra body in their third arm, some can control thunder and lightning, and some can control earth, fire, and wind. , and some have the ability to move stars and change fights, which is almost comparable to the strength of Jinxian.

The bodies of these three-arm tribesmen are weak, and their cultivation may not be that strong. But relying on the magical powers and secrets of their third arm, they can often easily kill the Celestial Immortal, and even fight the Golden Immortal to a close tie.

Among Wu Changzhen's disciples were seven members of the Three-Armed Clan. Seeing that his master was so humiliated by Wu Qi, and even had a piece of his arm eaten by Ao Buzun, seven three-armed tribesmen stood up at the same time. Their bodies suddenly swelled to two feet tall, and one arm on their chest opened a big hand to Wu Qi. Hit on the head.

When two of the palms were waved down, there were faint mountains undulating in the palms. These were two three-armed tribesmen with the power to move mountains.

There was a large firelight wrapped around the other two arms, one firelight was cyan, and the cold chill was biting; the other firelight was red, and there was still a long way away from Wu Qi, and a large firelight hit his face, burning him. Wu Qi's head was burnt.

Among the last three people, one had stars twinkling in his palm, one had the sound of thunder constantly coming from his arm, and one had large blue waves spurting out from his palm. There was a blue jellyfish in his palm, with boundless waves surging inside. It looks extremely impressive.

Wu Qi snorted coldly, and he looked up to the sky and let out a roar, his figure suddenly expanded to a height of five feet. The evil dragon-killing magical power was unleashed, and large black dragon scales appeared under Wu Qi's skin. Three layers of dragon scales densely covered Wu Qi's body, and his defense power suddenly increased tenfold. Opening two tabletop-sized palms, Wu Qi lightly moved his fingers, and a dense gray-white air spurted out, causing a large ghost roar. A dark wind rose from the ground, and a large piece of dark wind wrapped in white mist wrapped around Wu Qi's body. body.

Waving two big palms, Wu Qi rushed towards the three-armed clansmen. He stepped hard and stepped on the four Wu Changzhen brothers until their eyes bulged out and foam sprayed out from the corners of their mouths. The four poor brothers had already had many bones broken by Wu Qi's heavy punches, and now they were stepped on hard by Wu Qi, who had suddenly grown in size. The broken bones pierced into their muscles and internal organs, and the four brothers started to wail in unison.

Wu Qi's palm hit the arms of seven three-armed tribesmen one after another.

The two three-armed tribesmen with undulating mountains in their palms collapsed like landslides, but Wu Qi's divine power was a hundred times stronger than them. With a slap of his palm, the arms of the two three-armed tribesmen were broken, and they howled miserably and were knocked away by Wu Qi. He fell to the ground dozens of feet away, vomiting blood. The two three-armed tribesmen with fire spraying from their palms were blasted by Wu Qi with a mysterious cold energy and a forbidden divine flame into their palms. One of their arms was frozen to pieces, and the other was burned instantly. Turn into ashes. The two of them howled in unison, and fell to the ground bleeding.

The remaining three people were also moved by Wu Qi's magical powers in the palm of his hand, which turned their attacks invisible, shook their arms to pieces, and sent them flying backwards. Everyone was spitting out their mouths. There was blood, and all the internal organs were seriously injured.

The other disciples of Wu Changzhao cast various spells on Wu Qi one after another, but Wu Qi had a strong body, and the defensive power of the dragon scales was even more amazing. Moreover, the dragon scales could block the invasion of most spells, and he also cast spells on himself. A large number of runes protected his whole body. There was not even a sun-level priest among these priests. How could anyone hurt him at all?

Instead, Wu Qi fed back all the pressure brought by these spells to the four Wuchang brothers who were firmly stepped on by his foot. The heavy pressure made them scream in agony, and Wuchang was the most severely injured. Already passed out.

Loud and angry shouts came from the secret hall. More than a thousand priests from the Wanling Palace rushed out of the secret hall under the leadership of a dozen old and withered old priests. Don't beg to be bombarded and killed.

Yuchen snorted coldly, and with a flick of his fingertips, a large amount of blue orbs shot out, surrounding Wu Qi and himself, forming a Xiaoluo Tianyin Evil Ghost Array. Each orb spurted out several Ten ferocious ghost heads floated in the air, greedily swallowing up all the incoming secret techniques.

Then angry curses rushed out, and a large group of priests from Yantian Temple also rushed out of the secret hall under the leadership of dozens of old priests.

As soon as these priests of Yantian Palace appeared, spiritual stones, fairy stones, array flags, array disks, golden knives, yù knives, orbs, Yin thunder and other objects flew all over the sky. More than two thousand large arrays were arranged at the same time, and more than two thousand arrays were completed at the same time. The large array is like a modular product, connected into an organic whole in the void. More than 2,000 large formations were nested together, and the power of the final combined formation was frighteningly powerful.

More than a thousand priests of the Hall of All Spirits were firmly trapped inside the formation. Countless lightning, thunder, golden knives, and water flow roared down from all directions, as well as poisonous smoke, evil spirits, ghost heads, demons, etc. Things were flying all over the sky, and the priests of the Hall of All Spirits howled miserably as they were swept in by the formation. In the blink of an eye, more than 800 priests were seriously injured and knocked to the ground.

Obviously, the people of Yantian Palace were a bit cautious in their actions. At least they did not kill them. However, some priests of Wanling Palace were burned to death by lightning. At least half of their bodies were cooked. It cannot be said that Yantian Palace People are really merciful.

Seeing that the dozen elders in the Hall of All Spirits were about to be overwhelmed by the formation, a roar finally came from the Secret Hall.

"That's enough! Are you done yet?"

Winter is here, and the weather is too good to sleep. . .

Lying in bed and unwilling to move