Chapter 813 Hitting the Iron Plate Head-On

Chapter 813: Hitting the Iron Plate (Second Update)

"Hehehe"

Wu Qi's sinister laughter rang out in the dimly lit hall, his eyes revealed a strange light, and under the gaze of Hún Chaos God, there were more than a dozen people around King Baishan wearing cloaks, even their heads and faces were wrapped in cloaks. The dense karma fire all over the body is so eye-catching, just like a dozen torches, and the light of the red karma flame is so full of power.

Karmic fire is a fire caused by too much karma condensed and ignited by all kinds of filthy thoughts in the human heart. Buddhists call it the red lotus karma fire, which is the most filthy and extremely powerful invisible flame in time. Those who practice immortality and Buddhism in the Eight Sutras are afraid of avoiding this kind of karmic fire. If they are even slightly contaminated, their golden body will fall into reincarnation.

The people around King Baishan had karmic fire rising dozens of feet high. It was obvious that they were neither immortals nor Buddhists. Even demon fairies and ghost fairies dare not touch this terrifying flame easily. These people should be pure human beings.

How much evil do you have to commit to accumulate so much karma and ignite such a blazing fire of karma?

Wu Qi was amazed. If he killed them, how much merit would he receive from heaven and earth? I really don’t know how much evil they have done, how many people they have killed, and how many laws of heaven they have violated. But this is really a gift sent to me, but it is so disrespectful.

After laughing three times, Wu Qi opened his mouth and spit out a stream of green light, from which three hundred and sixty miniature Kunwu swords flew out. These Kunwu Swords are only one-third the size of the genuine Kunwu Swords, and they are also the largest number that Wu Qi can muster now. Condensing 360 slightly smaller but fully functional Kunwu swords, this will not affect Wu Qi's own strength. If used to arrange the Xuanyuan Demon-Slaying Sword Array, the power should be as powerful as the 108 Kunwu Swords. About twice the size of the array.

After giving the Kunwu Swords to Patriarch Jiang Yun and other twelve stable people, Wu Qi ordered: "Except you, select 348 stable people who are proficient in formations and prepare to deploy the Xuanyuan Demon Slaying Sword. Formation. Since the White Mountain King is here, don’t let him leave the people around him. Maybe this is your chance.”

Ancestor Jiang Yun and others' eyes lit up, and they hurriedly took the Kunwu Sword that Wu Qi handed over and left the hall.

Wu Qi glanced at Ao Buzun and his group of demon cultivators who were left behind, and sneered: "Follow me to meet the enemy, let's see first what King Baishan wants to do." Wu Qi frowned, and murmured in surprise. : "Didn't it mean that he was imprisoned by Emperor Hao Zun and imprisoned in the Dayu Clan Prison forever? His title will also have to be inherited by selecting good talents from the Dayu Clan again. Why did he come to me to cause trouble?"

Princess Zhang Le carefully put the three phoenix feathers in her sleeves, and she yawned lazily.

He said lazily: "Who cares how he came out? Kill him first, kill all the direct clan members of his Baishan King lineage, and then find out who secretly released him from the prison."

Colorful divine light burst out from Princess Zhangle's head, and three tall shrines inlaid with gold and seven treasures were suspended in the colorful divine light. In addition to the first golden body of the God of Disaster that Princess Zhang Le condensed, over the past thousand years, with the help of Wu Qi, she also condensed the golden body of the God of Plague and a golden body of the God of Thunder, one of the natural and celestial gods.

Once the golden body of the God of Plague moves, plague will spread everywhere within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and no creature with a cultivation level below Princess Zhang Le will be able to escape the catastrophe. If the golden body of the Plague God tried its best to cast magical spells on one person, the terrible plague curse would make even a person with a cultivation level several levels higher than Princess Zhangle's head grow bigger. As for the Golden Body of the God of Thunder, there is not much mystery, but once she moves, the area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles will be filled with thunder, and there will be nothing but thunder. If all the divine power is concentrated to produce the ancient sky-shattering divine thunder, it will be like the legendary The supreme magical power that can shatter the Hongmeng void.

Even the Pangu Sky-Opening Divine Thunder that the Great Sage Pangu opened up this world was derived from the ancient Sky-shattering Divine Thunder, which shows how powerful Princess Zhangle's magical power is. If the physical strength of Princess Zhang Le is far inferior to that of Wu Qi, and if the Divine Seal Throne is about the unpredictable and powerful changes in supernatural powers, Wu Qi is a bit underwhelmed in front of Princess Zhang Le.

The two left Xuanyin Star Tower hand in hand, followed closely by Ao Buzun, Xian Shengshengjun and other demon cultivators who were impatient to study the sword formation. Huang Li led a group of people who had been completely brainwashed over the millennium to be loyal to Wu Qi. The Donghai generals also followed. The human race's martial arts are the most successful. Over the past thousands of years, Donghai has accumulated tens of thousands of generals with the cultivation level of One Yuan Pangutian. At this moment, hundreds of generals who have cultivated the eight and nine stars of Yiyuan Pangutian are following. general.

Everyone is fully armed, and they use the best armor and weapons that Wu Qi has personally refined for them over the years. They are first-class in both offense and defense.

Speaking of which, Wu Qi has not been able to sleep for more than a thousand years. He has also been a plug-in for people to practice Kung Fu, inputting a large amount of blood and essence into their initiations, refining various weapons and armors for them, and helping Ancestor Jiang Yun in refining elixirs and drawing talismans. , but Wu Qi would have died of exhaustion long ago if he had eighteen clones of the Bloody Demon God. More than a million people are fed, drank, and cared for by him alone. Even if he is only responsible for a small number of the most elite people, the workload is really too much.

But now, looking at the subordinates behind him who were wearing bright armor and filled with murderous aura, Wu Qi felt a rush of heroism in his heart. He looked up to the sky and laughed three times, put his arms around Princess Zhang Le's waist, and the group of people strode out. .

Hundreds of millions of miles above the ocean of spiritual energy, with the blessing of Princess Zhang Le's wonderful method, the group of people came to the ground silently in just two or three breaths. On the roof of the highest main hall, Wu Qi and the others hid their figures and quietly looked at the White Mountain King and the others who were cautiously sneaking in in the distance.

Under the night, the more than 20,000 generals led by Baishan King were divided into more than 2,000 small teams, carefully attacking the core of the Beqi Palace Complex from all directions. They moved like clouds and flowing water, approaching dozens of miles in just a few ups and downs.

The two palaces that Emperor Hao Zun rewarded Wu Qi covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles, and they were rewarded together with ordinary guards, wives and a large number of internal ministers. Wu Qi, the master, usually stays in seclusion for a long time. Those servants can't see the shadow of Wu Qi and Princess Zhang Le at all. Now it's late at night, the ministers and ministers have gone to bed to rest, and only the guards are on duty at night. Still wandering around carelessly.

After all, Wu Qi's foundation was still shallow, he had few relatives, and there were no important items stored in those palaces, so there was no pressure on these guards. Even patrolling at night was just a show. Not to mention whether there are thieves in Liangzhu, even if there are thieves, they can't steal anything of value, and they can't hurt anyone important.

The generals under King Baishan didn't think so. They invaded Wu Qi's palace like mercury pouring down the ground, strangling all living creatures in their path. Whether it was the guards on duty, or the tame ferocious birds and beasts used by netv, ministers, and night patrols, these warriors with strong cultivation killed them all.

"There are no dogs left." Wu Qi pursed his lips: "Do I have such a big hatred against him?"

Wu Qi and others had advanced cultivation, so that every move of those people at night could not be hidden from their sight. Seeing that a general with one Yuan Pangutian's seven-star cultivation actually crushed a cricket that jumped out of the grass with one kick, Wu Qi couldn't help but complain a little angrily. It’s okay if you don’t leave the dogs alone. You even want to kill all the bugs. How much do you, King Baishan, hate yourself?

A group of people were stunned. They saw a few intruders flying up the tree and strangling all the birds in the nests regardless of size. Even the eggs were crushed into paste. Among these people, they had the best temper. Rabbit Xiaobai was so angry that he waved his little fists.

The girl formed by Rabbit Xiaobai is just like her name. She is petite and cute in the extreme. She is only as tall as an ordinary person's waist. Because of the nature of rabbit, Rabbit Xiaobai is usually gentle and kind-hearted, and is the most reluctant to fight with others. But seeing that these people didn't even spare the eggs wherever they passed, Tu Xiaobai couldn't help but said angrily: "Master, these people really deserve death."

Princess Zhang Le raised her chin and said coldly: "Really damn it, huh, let's give them a little good look first."

Gently moving her hands in the air, Princess Zhang Le released her magical power silently. She had already used her soul to lock onto the figures of the more than 20,000 generals who had invaded this place. She did not attack these generals, but followed a trace of pulling force in the dark and directly found the blood relatives of these people in this life. There are more than 20,000 accomplished generals, and each of them has a huge family behind him, and some of them have families with thousands of people involved.

Princess Zhang Le sneered and pulled the Qi of these people into a gray air net that ordinary people could not see. The golden body of the Plague God suspended above her head gently blew out a gray breath, and more than 20,000 people fought. All the general's relatives were infected with all kinds of weird plagues at the same time.

Wu Qi watched Princess Zhangle perform her actions and couldn't help but marvel at her magical attainments. This kind of meticulous method of controlling the life and death of others is something Wu Qi has not mastered yet. This silent and invisible terrifying power that destroyed people made Wu Qi even more wary of the gods he might encounter in the future.

The White Mountain King was accompanied by thousands of black-clad priests, who were also divided into nearly a thousand teams, silently following the invading generals. They continued to throw a large number of bone charms, spiritual bones, and refined flags and arrays in all directions, and quickly set up a special gate in the Sitian Palace with Wuqi's two palaces as the core to trap and kill the strong. The enemy's 'Ten Ultimate Formations'.

The Ten Absolute Formation eliminates ‘heaven, earth, gods, immortals, Buddhas, devils, ghosts, demons, spirits, and humans’, fuses all the cool and extreme auras between heaven and earth, and extinguishes all vitality. Following the movements of these priests, a faint black mist rose from the ground. Wherever the black mist passed, all the flowers and trees on the ground died and rotted. All the palaces and pavilions collapsed and rotted. Wherever the black mist passed, only A piece of dead and lifeless land.

"What a grudge, isn't it just to kill your two sons?" Wu Qi frowned and sighed: "Get in formation."

More than 300 golden immortals selected by ancestor Jiang Yun had already fled behind Baishan King and others with Kunwu Swords in hand. They formed a large circle with a diameter of thousands of miles according to the 360 ​​degrees of Zhou Tian. As Wu Qi let out a soft drink , they released the Kunwu Sword at the same time.

The invisible and traceless sword light escaped into the void, slowly drawing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and gradually laid out the Xuanyuan Demon-Slaying Sword Formation.

A huge iron plate appeared silently in front of King Baishan, who was charging forward with great energy.