Chapter 1137 Palm Life and Death Technique

In Natlan Zhongzhou, the lights of the prosperous imperial capital dyed the sky, which was already late at night, almost bright.

This ancient city in the center of the Natlan Empire is no different from usual days, and it is still bustling with lights.

From time to time, extreme people and flying spirit weapons pass over the towering and prosperous city, and there are also a large number of vendors on the street shouting to attract customers.

If it weren't for the fact that the guards stationed at the city gate were twice as many as usual, and the inspection of the passes for people entering and leaving the city was more strict, no one would have thought that the Natlan Empire is now suffering from an unprecedented crisis.

And in the inner city of the imperial capital, where mortals are not allowed to enter, on the observatory.

A black-haired man wearing a black and white Taoist robe and a gloomy face is looking up at the stars with his hands behind his back.

The great master of Natlan, Wu Pengcang.

Behind him, four hunchbacked old men who were also wearing two-color Taoist robes stood.

"The Nine Ancestors' life force is completely cut off? Are you serious?"

After looking up at the stars in silence for a long time, Wu Pengcang finally closed his eyes and turned to look at the four Yuanying ancestors from the family.

"Not only is his life force cut off, his karma... is gone."

A hoarse voice of an old woman from the Wu family's Yuanying sounded, with hatred and worry in her tone, and continued:

"Qiong Jiu originally intended to get rid of the Bingjiaxian Zhenbing by taking over the body, but..."

"Asshole!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Pengcang suddenly frowned and shouted angrily, interrupting the unfinished words of the family ancestor without any courtesy:

"Are you all old and confused? How dare you disobey the punishment of Bingjiaxian?!

"Nine reincarnations, nine reincarnations!

"If she hadn't taken the initiative to leave the Heavenly Dao and join the reincarnation, how could our Wu family control the military power so easily!

"The idiot Wu Qiongjiu caused the military immortal to wake up early, which had already ruined my plan. The Southern Province Tianxie League should not have appeared at this time. This is karma!

"Being erased of karma, Wu Qiongjiu's death is not a pity!"

After being scolded by Wu Pengcang, the four ancestors of the Wu family could only tremble and said nothing.

The reason is that Wu Pengcang is the current great master and the leader of the Yantian Division. His cultivation is the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, and he is only one step away from asking the Tao.

To be able to achieve such an achievement at such a young age, even the first ancestor of the Wu family can only treat him with courtesy in front of Wu Pengcang.

Sighing, Wu Pengcang suppressed his anger and said lightly:

"Fortunately, the military immortal has not fully awakened and has not discovered that the Natlan Heavenly Dao has been controlled by us.

"Regarding the Tao of the Tianxie League, have you contacted him? "

Hearing Wu Pengcang's question, the four Wu family ancestors finally felt relieved.

One of the goat-bearded ancestors answered confidently:

"This matter is progressing smoothly. The third ancestor has sent news some time ago that the evil cultivator Wendao is very interested in sharing the Natlan Heavenly Dao.

"He only made one request, and he needs us to use the Heavenly Dao to help find the real murderer who killed his junior sister."

Wu Pengcang sneered disdainfully when he heard this:

"I didn't expect that the evil cultivator Wendao would ask the Wu family for help. It's ridiculous and absurd.

"Let the third ancestor tell him that as long as the Tianxie League is willing to serve as the vanguard of the attack on Saint Losolon, the entire Natlan Heavenly Dao can be given to him."

The words of this great master made the four Wu family ancestors tremble all over.

The old woman with the Nascent Soul who spoke earlier questioned in a trembling voice with some disbelief:

"Do you really want to give the Heavenly Dao to the evil cultivator? What if..."

"Do you think the Heavenly Dao of this land still has a future? "

Wu Pengcang interrupted the old woman again with a cold tone, and asked coldly:

"People in the Great Wilderness of the Western Regions are eating each other, the Great Wall Guards in the North are out of control, the cause and effect of Mount Dongyue is in turmoil for unknown reasons, and more than half of the Southern Province has been devoured by evil cultivators!

"Tell me, what future do you have if you stay in this land?! Are you waiting to die like those pedantic monsters?"

His voice became more and more excited, and finally turned into a roar.

The terrifying pressure of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul made the four ancestors feel turbulent, and they dared not say another word.

"The Teaching Country, huh, the Teaching Country."

After venting his anger, Wu Pengcang turned to show a sinister smile:

"Since that mercenary group was able to kill the evil king, it means that the Teaching Country must have a different Heavenly Dao from Natlan.

"After I control the complete Heavenly Dao of the foreign country, why worry about not being able to reshape the Heavenly Dao of Natlan?

"By then, I will be the only immortal in this world, and the Wu family will also become the master of the entire world!"

This sentence with strong ambition fell, and the four Wu family Yuanying ancestors knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wu Pengcang.

In terms of talent and potential, Wu Pengcang is the well-deserved number one in Natlan.

In terms of means and ambition, he overthrew the emperor of the empire and monopolized the military power, which made the kings of the five states tremble and compromise.

Even the residual soul of the evil king in the Wu family's forbidden land was refined by him, allowing the entire Wu family to obtain the transcendent means of the evil demons outside the domain to seize the way of heaven.

"Not only the teaching country, but also the Liaozhou Divine Land and Oran will..."

Just as Wu Pengcang was bathing in the starlight and opening his arms to tell his great plan, his face suddenly changed and he roared:

"Who dares to touch the cause and effect of the world of my Wu family?!"

This sentence was spread and amplified countless times by the cultivation, like a thunder, almost making the entire inner city of the imperial capital shake violently due to the pressure.

If it weren't for the soundproof formations around the astronomical platform, this sentence could even spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

Not only Wu Pengcang was horrified.

The four Wu family Yuanying ancestors all spit out blood, climbed up in disbelief and widened their eyes.

The goateed Yuanying ancestor seemed to remember something, holding his chest and roaring in fear:

"This technique is the palm of life and death! The only one who can change the way of heaven with such brutal means is Zhuo Haokong, the former great master!"

"Impossible! Didn't he die long ago? The heavenly spiritual weapon is also... Damn it! Go to the altar of the heavenly way in the department!"

Wu Pengcang suddenly opened his eyes wide, and before he finished speaking, he eagerly used his body skills to rush to the altar of the state where the Wu family controlled the heavenly way of Natlan.

Unfortunately, everything was too late.

Including him, all the Wu family cultivators in Natlan felt that a pair of invisible hands cut something off from them.

"Puff!"

Wu Pengcang fell to the ground halfway through the rush, his chest hurt, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

His cultivation level actually fell to the eighth level of the Yuanying realm at this moment.

Not only him, all the Wu family Yuanying ancestors, whether they were in seclusion or outside, fell a level at this moment.

"Backlash! No! Who is it, who is it!!!"

Wu Pengcang stood up in a panic, ignoring the surprised looks of the imperial guards around him, and roared to the sky.

Just at this moment, an old ancestor of the Wu family flew in from outside the imperial city, holding his chest, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth and falling in front of him.

"Peng... Master Guoshi, something bad is going to happen!

"The life tablet of the third ancestor in the family collapsed, and he died in Nanzhou!"

After hearing the words of this old ancestor of the family, Wu Pengcang seemed to have finally found the answer to the collapse of the Wu family.

With the help of the guards around him, he almost exhausted all his cultivation and gritted his teeth and said five words in a tone of life and death:

"Evil Cultivator... Heaven, Evil, Alliance! "

The surrounding guards and the ministers of the imperial capital who came after hearing the news all clearly heard what Wu Pengcang said.

Everyone was shocked that the Grand Master had such hatred for the Southern Province Evil Cultivation Alliance, and many ministers from Southern Province had excitement and mockery on their faces.

Before this, the Grand Master and the Wu family had been suppressing and delaying the issue of resolving the Southern Province Evil Cultivation Rebellion in the court.

Obviously, dealing with the evil cultivators was the top priority, but the Grand Master and the Wu family put the issue of punishing the Northern Great Wall Guards for disobeying the military's orders on the agenda.

At this time, Wu Pengcang and the Wu family, who looked embarrassed, were raising a tiger to cause trouble and reaping the fruits of their own labor in their eyes!

At the same time, in the ruins of Dakang County, which had long been reduced to a dead place in Southern Province.

Under the night sky shrouded by black erosion clouds, tens of thousands of evil cultivators from various sects in Southern Province were wearing white mourning clothes, and they were extremely silent and abnormal.

It seemed as if a grand mourning funeral was taking place.

And in the center of the attention of countless evil cultivators, the former county magistrate's mansion of Dakang County The ruins had been cleared, replaced by a grand mourning hall that was almost as grand as a palace.

If you look closely, you can see that the mourning hall is surrounded by dried corpses and skeletons, so many that you can't count them with your naked eyes.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the air seemed to be filled with the painful wails of countless wronged souls.

The most conspicuous of these corpses was a dried corpse still wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with a look of fear on his face until his death.

It was the third son of the Wu family who had been drained of all vitality. Ancestor.

Song Qianji, wearing white mourning clothes and with bloodshot eyes, was stepping on the dried corpse of the third ancestor of the Wu family with one foot, constantly tearing the wailing Yuanying into pieces bit by bit, and kneading it into pills.

As if sensing something, Song Qianji, who had become a questioner, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the east with his bloodshot eyes.

After crushing the remaining Yuanying of the third ancestor of the Wu family who was constantly torturing him in his hand and swallowing it alive, Song Qianji's mouth curled up with a twisted smile of bloodthirsty madness:

"The person who killed my junior sister... has found you."