Chapter 457 Resurrected From the Dead, the Remaining Eleven People
The old man who was originally in the Great Perfection of Martial Realm, his complexion gradually darkened, and he said, "Sky Eye, what did you mean by what you said just now?"
Tianyantong laughed a few times, and his voice was hoarse like a ghost, "So, Master Fenghui asked me to arrange this treasure hunt and call everyone here to make some contributions to the refining of Baiqiao Pill."
One person was shocked and said angrily: "Tianyantong, do you know what you are talking about? Do you want to use hundreds of us to make alchemy? Dream on you! Where is Fenghui, let him come out to see us!"
Another person sneered: "Even if Feng Hui really has such sinister thoughts, would he dare to do such a thing that would risk the disgrace of the world?"
Another person said: "Unless City Lord Fengyangqiu also participates in this matter and uses the power of Xutian City, what ability does Fenghui have to refine hundreds of us? Hmph, but once Xutiancheng participates in this matter, it will inevitably Become the target of public criticism, and Feng Yangqiu's own life may not be safe at that time."
Tianyantong said with a smile: "Hehe, you are overwhelmed. Since Master Fenghui designed for everyone to come here, he is naturally well prepared and will never leave anyone alive."
He took out a storage bag, and black balls flew out of it. The whole body was round and clear, and there seemed to be black mist surging inside, exuding an extremely manic aura. Wrapping around the body, it keeps increasing.
His eyes looked at everyone jokingly, and he sneered, "Do you know what this is?"
After a brief silence, one person exclaimed: "Thunderbolt Thunderbolt! Damn it! If you use this thing, you will be smashed to pieces!"
There was a commotion in the crowd, and they all backed away, shocked.
Tianyantong said with a sinister smile, "That's right, it's Thunderbolt, Thunderbolt, and Firebomb, there are a total of 10,000 pieces!"
"Damn it!"
The martial artist from the original Martial Realm Great Perfection let out an angry roar, he didn't even care about killing the Celestial Eye, and flew up wildly, fleeing to the sky.
"boom!"
The sky and the earth trembled, and a Thunderbolt bomb exploded, followed by the second, and the third...
In an instant, the entire canyon turned into a sea of flames, and the huge explosive power pierced the sky and swept across the universe.
Many people flew out against the explosion, but were stopped by a layer of enchantment, and they were dizzy.
Moreover, there was a very strong anti-shock force on the enchantment, and dozens of people were directly bounced back, rolled into the explosion, and were instantly smashed to pieces.
On the top of the canyon, in front of the cliff, stood a man in brocade clothes, with a clear face, admiring the explosion below gracefully, curling his temple hair around his fingertips, his expression was very indifferent.
Standing behind the man were ten warriors in black armor, all of whom had stern faces and exuded a powerful aura.
Suddenly, a soul light flickered on the cliff, slowly forming a figure, it was Tianyan.
After the whole body manifested from the soul light, his face was a little pale, he coughed a few words, walked to the man's side, stretched out his hand, and said in a hey voice: "Mr. Fenghui, the task is completed, where is the Lingshi?"
Feng Hui glanced at him, with a slight gleam in his eyes, he gave him a bag of spirit stones, and said with some trepidation: "Your martial soul—resurrected from the dead, it's really terrifying."
"hey-hey."
Tianyantong laughed dryly, checked the Lingshi, put it away, clasped his fists and said, "The transaction is complete, I'll go back first."
Feng Hui's eyes flickered a few times, and he smiled and said, "Why, don't you stay and watch me refine the Baiqiao Pill?"
Tianyantong thought for a while, then stopped, and said: "Okay, I will also experience this Baiqiao Pill to see what kind of existence it is. It takes so many lives to condense it."
Feng Hui immediately looked down the canyon, ten thousand thunderbolt bombs were still exploding, he took out a small hollow ball, made of crystal-like material, engraved with various runes, and threw it into the air at once.
Afterwards, both hands continued to make formulas, and various formulas flew up and entered the small ball.
The small ball rose against the wind and turned into a three-foot diameter, suspended above the explosion, and the hollowed-out place shot out colorful rays of light, covering the entire canyon.
In the flames that exploded below, red and yellow lights continuously shot out and were sucked into the small ball.
Tianyantong watched quietly, a trace of fear flashed in the depths of his eyes, and asked tentatively: "My lord, the person who taught you the method of refining Baiqiao Pill is truly remarkable."
Feng Hui smiled slightly, and said: "That's right, this person is also a powerful man who is famous all over the world, but it's inconvenient for me to disclose his name."
Tianyantong chuckled and stopped asking.
The explosion under the canyon lasted for a cup of tea before it gradually subsided.
Inside the barrier, blood-colored dust was flying, and blood essence and souls were constantly being sucked into the ball.
Feng Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "A total of one hundred and twenty-six people came, ninety-three souls came out, and thirty-three people did not die."
Tianyantong said with a smile: "Even if he didn't die, he was almost seriously injured. When these guards go down, it's not easy to sweep them away."
Feng Hui nodded, and said: "The survival rate is a little higher than expected, but it's okay."
He put his hands behind his back and stared at the golden ball with a confident look.
All the 126 people in this place must be silenced, otherwise if there are any survivors, it will become a serious matter if the news spreads, and even his father's position as the city lord will be lost.
After a long while, it was determined that no one would die. Feng Hui grabbed it with one hand, took the small ball back, held it in his hand, and quietly looked at the bottom of the canyon.
After the dust rolled for a while, it gradually calmed down, and there was a piece of broken limbs inside, which was horrible to look at. There were broken bodies everywhere, and there were all kinds of unrepentant faces.
The old man who was the closest to Tianyantong, who was originally from the Great Perfection of the Martial Realm, was directly blown to pieces, leaving only half of his head.
There are still many people dragging their seriously injured bodies, crawling slowly among the corpses, but their breath is weak, and they may not live for long.
After seeing the scene below clearly, Feng Hui raised his hand and said, "Open the barrier, go in and kill them all, not a single one can stay."
"yes!"
A guard behind him stepped forward to take orders, and all ten of them shot into the sky and flew down the canyon.
Tianyantong looked at it calmly, without any waves in his eyes.
These ten guards are all the existences of Yuanwu Dashen, and the remaining thirty-three people will never be spared.
"Ah! Ah!"
The sound of slaughter immediately sounded from below, and several people crawling among the corpses were immediately chopped into two by the guards.
Another seven soul lights flew up from below and were collected into the small ball in Feng Hui's hand.
Feng Hui grinned grimly and said, "It's finally reached one hundred, and there are still twenty-six people left."
Soon, 15 more people were discovered, and they were chopped into pieces before they could resist a few times.
Feng Hui said coldly: "There are still eleven people left."
At this moment, needles could be heard in the canyon, only the sound of ten guards walking around and the sound of the wind, the ground was full of wreckage and broken bodies, and no living creatures could be seen.
But the ten guards became even more vigilant, because the more so, it proved that the eleven who were hiding were very powerful and clever.