Chapter 732 Interception Halfway

Chapter 732: Intercepted halfway

Bai Huangyi, the chief minister of Dayu Sitian Palace, was a dry person.

Not only is he as dry as a stick of reed wood, but Bai Huangyi's conversation and words are also dry and tasteless. He asked the two old men in black about the cause and effect of the matter, and then said dryly to Wu Qi: "I will argue with Yuchen about this matter. Well, even if I owed him a favor back then, I couldn't do such childish things." ."

Wu Qi looked at Bai Huangyi nervously, and he said in a deep voice: "This tower!"

Bai Huangyi shook his head and said: "Since it has been taken over by you, this Tower of Babel is naturally yours. The Marquis of Donghai Prefecture has His Majesty's decree, and it is your blessing that you can get this tower. The matter has nothing to do with you, and you have nothing to do with it. Don’t think too much. Come and send the Marquis of Donghaizhou away.”

Several priests in black walked up slowly and motioned Wu Qi to leave the inner library.

Wu Qi glanced at Bai Huangyi, silently clasped his fists and saluted him, and left the Dayu Sitian Palace behind a few black-clothed priests. The matter was solved easier than Wu Qi imagined. Just now, the two pagodas merged into one, the star beads and the time restriction underwent some wonderful changes. The sudden increase in gravity allowed the high-altitude star power to break through the inner treasury's protective formation. Blasting into the inner treasury, this incident even alarmed Da Si Tian Bai Huangyi.

The Bai Royal Family ranks as the first family in the Sitian Palace lineage of Dayu. About 10% of the Tongtian high priests who appeared in the history of Dayu were born in the Bai Royal Family. This shows the momentum and status of this family in Dayu. As the current Grand Sitian of Sitian Palace and the immediate boss of Sitian Palace in Dayu Prefecture, Bai Huangyi's cultivation level has reached an unfathomable level.

Having disturbed this great god, Wu Qi was still afraid that he would be in trouble. But I didn't expect Bai Huangyi to be so easy to talk to. After asking him a few dry questions, he allowed him to leave Si Tiandian smoothly. As for how he was going to tell Yuchen, this matter had nothing to do with Wu Qi. Since Yuchen dared to guide Wu Qi to obtain such a rare treasure that could control time, it was obvious that he was confident and was not afraid of Bai Huang's later settlement.

Sitian Palace is located on the east side of Liangzhu City, among the rolling hills. Countless palaces are dotted on the mountains and dotted in the valleys. Along the way, Wu Qi memorized all the roads from the inner treasury to the outskirts of the Sitian Palace. Along the way, he passed at least a thousand large and small halls, each of which had many priests coming in and out. These are just the halls we passed along the way from the inner treasury. There are also large halls on the mountain behind Sitian Palace hidden in the mist. The scale of Sitian Palace in Liangzhu is simply terrifying.

Under the leadership of several black-clothed priests, Wu Qi left Sitian Palace. Several priests in black showed Wu Qi the road to Liangzhu City, and then told Wu Qi where he should go to find Ji Ao and others. They ignored Wu Qi and turned around to leave.

Wu Qi shook his head. He looked around for a while and took note of the topography of the Sitian Palace.

Then he looked at the Liangzhu City Wall dozens of miles ahead, and walked toward Liangzhu City resignedly. Ji Ao should be waiting for him at the palace of King Yangshan now. King Yangshan has great power in Dayu court and is one of Dayu's real important ministers. As long as he enters the city, it is not difficult to find out where his residence is.

A few miles away from Sitian Palace was a large river, with a width of a hundred miles. The river curved in an arc near Liangzhu City. Wu Qi walked along the river bank, which was the east gate of Liangzhu City. Like other large rivers in Xiongyuan, 70% of the water in this river is liquefied with abundant spiritual energy, and the remaining 30% is clear water. What is paved in the river is not river sand, but gems the size of fists and beauties the size of a human head. Randomly tumbling around in this river are all rare treasures in the outside world.

In the grass by the river, there are several old fishermen wearing raincoats holding fishing rods and fishing. These fishermen have strong muscles and bones. Although they have not practiced any martial arts, their physical strength is extremely amazing. Wu Qi's spiritual consciousness swept across their bodies. Their bodies were actually strong enough to compete with those of low-grade immortals. The strength in their hands was enough to move a mountain.

The fishing rods, lines and hooks they had were made with extremely crude craftsmanship and were obviously made by themselves. But the fishing rod is made of golden-spotted purple bamboo, the fishing line is made of silk spun by ten thousand-year-old snow silkworms, and the fishhook is made of star-patterned black light iron. If this set of luxurious fishing gear falls into the hands of an immortal, he can just use the natal true fire to refine it for a few days, and then inject a powerful weapon spirit into it. This will be the material for a set of high-grade immortal weapons.

Wu Qi couldn't help but grin as he watched these old fishermen happily catching a golden carp that was as long as a person from the river. These carps have long beards, golden scales, and blinking eyes like dragon eyes, with golden light shooting out when their eyes open and close. They are obviously fish spirits that have become the climate. Ao Buzun sighed quietly on Wu Beg's head: "Give them a chance and they can transform into dragons. Why are they being caught here and become dinner on the plate?"

Wu Qi shook his head and said nothing. He glanced at the old fishermen and walked toward Liangzhu City with his tongue wagging.

The aura of Xiongyuan is so dense that the mortals here are different from the outside world. These old fishermen have never practiced, but they have strength that is not weaker than that of immortals. Xiongyuan has a radius of hundreds of billions of miles, and has more than one trillion people? As long as Dayu gives an order and puts down various cultivation techniques, a large-scale army can be recruited in ten days. Although the immortals have strong cultivation and boundless magical skills, Dayu has an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

Maybe this is the reason why Dayu has always been able to coexist with Heaven, and Heaven cannot fully invade Pangu Continent, right?

A group of farmers in front were carrying hoes and plowshares and laughing and laughing as they walked along the river bank. They saw Wu Qi and recognized that the color of his robe was that of the Marquis of Dayu. However, these faces were simple and simple. The peasants in simple and clean clothes only sang a promise to Wu Qi from a distance, but did not kneel down and salute Wu Qi. From the bodies of these peasants, Wu Qi could feel the force of the Holy King of Heaven and Earth, the creation of the Holy King, the Night Killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, the most powerful demon-proud Ninth Level Heaven, the most abandoned young man, the Great Zhou Royal Family, the Night-killing God, the Divine Seal Throne, the most demon-proud Ninth Level Heaven, the most powerful one. The royal family of Zhou Dynasty forcibly abandoned the young master and used the martial arts to move the universe and kill the god and seal the throne at night. The most powerful abandoned young master in the ninth heaven is the king. There is a strong atmosphere of nature and equality. Even if they are the Marquis of Dayu, these farmers just treat themselves as ordinary people.

It felt good. Wu Qi smiled and saluted a group of farmers with fists in his hands.

Each of these farmers was tall and strong, with muscles all over their bodies, clearly containing great strength. But they didn't practice any techniques. They lived in Youxiong Plain and were nourished by the endless rich spiritual energy at all times. Therefore, they were born with abundant blood and infinite strength. Compared with the mortals outside Youxiong Plain, their luck is undoubtedly much better. Living in such a spiritually-rich place, their lifespans would be more than ten times longer than similar people outside.

Ao Buzun clicked his lips and sighed: "My ancestors said that in the ancient times, all those ancient people had the power to move mountains and seas. I didn't believe it at first. These can only be eaten as snacks." Do these people really have such good fortune? Now it seems that the ancestors are not lying. The ancestors of these people are probably born with great supernatural powers, so they can reproduce from ancient times to the present!"

Wu Qi nodded secretly, and in a happy mood he admired the scenery around him. There were farmlands everywhere, and the people in the fields asked each other. There were small fishing boats on the river, and there were occasional ferries by the river, and there were simple and beautiful village girls. Wash clothes in river water. This kind of pastoral scenery is simple and honest, which makes Wu Qi sigh with excitement. How can the so-called paradise be as good as the style here in Liangzhu?

Immersed in the indescribable charm of Liangzhu, Wu Qi took a step forward. The surroundings suddenly darkened, and huge pressure surged in from all directions. The robe on his body was crushed by the huge pressure, and his hair was pulled straight by the invisible force.

Wu Qi, who was suddenly attacked, let out a long hiss, and countless black dragon scales surged out from under his skin. His figure suddenly became several feet tall. His sinewed arms slapped the surrounding void, and there was a loud "rumbling" sound. The void in all directions shook, and faint exclamations were heard. Wu Qi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had landed on a hilltop.

Several old men in black, holding bone staffs, stood more than ten feet away looking at Wu Qi in horror. A large number of crushed spirit stones and bone fragments fell on the ground nearby. Apparently, these old men secretly set up a large formation to move Wu Qi away from the river bank. However, they did not expect Wu Qi to react so quickly and with such strong strength. , Wu Qi blasted the formation into pieces as soon as the formation was activated.

Wu Qixun looked around. The terrain here was higher. From here, Liangzhu City, more than two hundred miles away, was clearly visible. Near this hill are hills stretching for hundreds of miles, covered with large trees with straight trunks and green trees. The hilltop was originally covered with huge trees that were tens of feet tall, but just now Wuqi shattered the formation with huge force. The disintegrating formation released huge power and flattened most of the hilltop. Hundreds of people nearby were A huge tree was also destroyed in the explosion.

"Who sent you! What do you want to do?" Wu Qi, who had transformed into a dragon, had his hands wrapped in a thick black smoke. There were countless ghost heads flashing inside, and they were covered with a layer of complex talismans. arts. He stared at these old men in black with stern eyes and slowly approached them step by step. The old men in black also slowly raised their bone staffs, and without saying a word, they took on the posture of fighting Wu Qi to the death.

Dozens of bright lights shot into the sky from Liangzhu City, and dozens of soldiers wearing heavy armor, with a pair of white wings fluttering in the air behind the armor, flew towards this direction. You can see a faint light flickering on the walls of Liangzhu City, and a layer of faint light is also cast over some manor palaces outside Liangzhu City. In the blink of an eye, Liangzhu suddenly woke up like a giant beast from a nap, and showed his minions without hesitation.

Several old men in black looked at Wu Qi with ashen faces, and one of them said dryly: "That's all, you can actually destroy our Illusion Soaring Formation. The work of the Lord's predecessors was not completed, and we are guilty of death. You missed it. Even the Lord’s important matters deserve to die!”

Wu Qi suddenly jumped forward and wanted to capture someone alive for torture, but several old men in black laughed strangely. Black blood as thick as ink flowed out of their seven orifices at the same time. After a while, their bodies disintegrated into a pool. The dirty blood, even the soul was completely corroded by the poison.

Such a cruel technique, Wu Qihou felt a chill coming out of his heart.

He had just arrived in Liangzhu for less than a day. Who wanted to deal with him with such force?

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