Chapter 737 – Purple Bauhinia Holy Land Yellow Springs Sect Hundred Dawn Tower Confucian Mountain?
Chapter 737 – Bauhinia Holy Land Yellow Spring Sect Hundred Dawn Tower Confucian Mountain?
The sky was cloudy, and a gentle rain soon fell.
A figure suddenly appeared on a hillside, holding a yellow earth dog in his arms, which was holding a golden withered bone in its arms.
Xin Zhuo’s face was a little waxy white, that yellow clothed woman love compulsion son guessed well, [array word skill] is indeed horrible, it is the user’s true qi illusion thousands of ancient bloodbath array, to shock the hearts of thousands of armies of monstrous bloodbath qi and brilliant murderous intent to kill the enemy, and with the higher the realm, the more overbearing the might, which is very different from the three forms of the [fighting word skill], but the requirements for the true qi are also very harsh and perverted, it is the real qi will be their own Hunyuan virtual The true qi possessed in the vortex was consumed in order to maximize the power!
The “stored” true qi from the true qi source stone and the remains of the Yuanjie martial artist had not yet been refined and could not be used.
He was now in a subtle state of being emptied, yet very full.
Looking back, he endured the risk of being killed in front of him and caught that group of people off guard, bullying them because they were unfamiliar with their own methods, but if they were really entangled in a fight, I’m afraid it would be difficult enough.
He estimated his own strength today, perhaps and a Hunyuan Void middle realm experts, there is still a fight, facing a group beating, absolutely no chance of being spared.
Those people were about to arrive, picked up Xiao Huang, bizarrely disappeared in place, and forcibly cast three times in a row the Evil Saint Instantaneous Transmission Technique.
Almost after his departure, a group of experts cut through the air ripples and appeared, then disappeared again.
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It rained for seven days, and Xin Zhuo fled for seven days.
He didn’t know the exact direction he was heading to, as if it was the north, or as if it was the west, in any case, he had already run thousands of miles, and there were more and more cities and ponds in front of him.
At this time, he stood in a dense forest above, once again looked back, behind the group of pursuers should be chased lost, those people’s recluse and his “Evil Saint Instantaneous” art is still some gap, if it is normal, can only chase farts to eat, but relying on the yellow woman’s strange martial arts tracking art, barely followed a few days.
His current state is not very optimistic, the body of the “storage” of true qi slowly began to dissipate, they also hurt some vitality, in urgent need of a place to shut down.
Ideas across the four directions, a few moments later opened his eyes, with small yellow jumped to a car and horse pedestrians crowded on the official highway, make a means to get a flatbed truck.
Dissipate all the momentum, will be small yellow holding the withered bones in the flatbed car, the top laid some straw, disguised as a civilian pulling the body, squeezed into the flow of people.
“Do not move the heart law can not see the realm like a brat”, is his unique means of disguise, those who hunt even if they find this neighborhood, in the sea of people to pull out their own is not easy.
Only, this official road pedestrians seem not too normal, more outrageous some, most are dragging family, face with a miserable color, drenched in rain, very few people to hold an umbrella.
He was about to try to find someone to ask a question, just to hear the side of a riding a demonic horse Yinxu realm martial artist gloomy face said:” “This her mother, completely do not give people a way to live, I do not know where to come what the Yellow Springs Sect and Purple Bauhinia Sacred Ground disciples to mine the forbidden land, made a miasma of the heavens, messed up the square one or two thousand miles of deaths and injuries, almost a barren land, when it was really a rip off! .”
“Brother Ma silenced, don’t want to die?”
Next to a martial artist lowered his voice, “Those people are said to be the disciples of saints, saints are what characters, we can see have never seen, we this kind of loose cultivator and how can we afford to mess with?”
Brother Ma looked aggrieved, sighed and said, “I’m just saying a few words, that kind of horrible sect’s holy land, how can they have a general understanding with an ant like me?
But then again, my generation of martial arts cultivators, can not resign themselves to mediocrity, although I am not a person with outstanding talent, but I think I am quite lucky, sooner or later, I will be able to rise up one day!”
The next martial artist let out a bitter laugh: “How easy is it to talk about? Nowadays, this glorious world is really not telling the half truth, no matter how talented you are, how the martial realm soars, there are always a bunch of unknown experts from the ancient and medieval times standing in the way, alas!
Didn’t that Bai Xiao Lou that appeared out of nowhere spread a saying? It’s called, ‘If you don’t enter the Holy Realm, you’ll be empty.’
It’s just a matter of time, ahead of us is Weiyang City, the gathering place for casual martial artists, with not far away Ru Mountain taking care of us, we’ll make a living for a while first.”
Said two people riding demonic horse interspersed, walked to the front.
Purple Bauhinia Holy Land? Yellow Spring Sect? Hundred Dawn Tower? Huang Tai Gai’s Ru Mountain?
Xin Zhuo deliberated for a moment, wondering if these four forces could be used for a while.
Turning to the conversation between the two martial artists just now, he remembered that there was actually a sentence that could very well arouse his empathy.
In this glorious world, martial artists who have faked their deaths for ages are coming out in droves, and how easy is it for a martial artist to come up later with only a few decades or hundreds of years of cultivation? He suddenly understood what Jiang Yukui said when he left.
One hundred years, the five declines of celestial beings ……
He smiled to himself, a hint of determination in his eyes, looked ahead, pushed the flatbed cart, and accelerated his pace with Xiao Huang.
Weiyang City, was a masterless city, which meant that it didn’t belong to any empire, and was a gathering place built by martial artists and civilians on their own.
Such a place was mixed with fish and dragons, and there was no king’s law to speak of.
Just arrived at the wide city gate engraved with the two handsome words “Weiyang”, he saw the crowded stragglers, rich merchants, and martial artists “stuck”, unable to enter or exit.
There are ten Immortal realm martial artist soldiers guarding the city gate, but they just ignore them and let the people entering the city trample on each other and condemn them.
Xin Zhuo idea out of the body, looking around, Zhang Bi Yao those people indeed did not come after, but found that there are several shares of Hun Yuan virtual realm within the city’s breath, had to immediately converge on the idea, stood on the side of the road to watch.
“Damn it, who dares to stop me Huang Batian? Die!”
Crowd a spirit platform realm, physical stout domineering martial artist suddenly rage, body around the eye-catching spirit platform Taiji power, a rusty door plate sword, rotating a circle, intensive screams sounded, hundreds of people whether merchants, poor people or low realm martial artists were strangled through, mutilated limbs and broken arms flying all over the sky.
A moment in front of the city gate is like hell on earth.
“Puh–“
A few clusters of hot blood poured onto the straw in Xin Zhuo’s flatbed cart, staining the golden withered bones blood red.
He frowned slightly and cocked a finger, but he saw that Spirit Platform expert slash in the direction of the gate, killing a path of broken corpses and blood in a raw manner.
The gate was unobstructed!
Just inside the city gates, three young men and women in Confucian robes stood at attention, the leader was a young girl who seemed to be two or eight years old, bright and white teeth of the Yang realm, although the gap with this strong man of the Spiritual Platform realm was too great, but the aura of the body seemed to press the other side headlong.
And along the way into the city people including the city guards have saluted.
Spiritual platform realm man also froze for a moment, face showed a trace of embarrassment, arched his hand and said: “So it is Miss Liu, this …… is really too congested at the city gates, our family has an urgent matter, and the city is not allowed to martial arts high up and high down, the heart is in a hurry a little bit, sorry sorry sorry!”
That Miss Liu coldly said: “You Huang barbarians are accustomed to rude and rude, if it is so in the city, White Deer Academy will take your head!”
“Save save save.” Huang Batian bowed his head.
Only then did Miss Liu glance at the soldiers guarding the gate, and ten of them hurriedly packed up the bodies, appeased the deceased’s relatives, and maintained order in front of the disorganized city gate.
With these three Ru Sect disciples looking after them, the people in front of the city gates quickly fishtailed into the city.
Xin Zhuo also pushed a flatbed cart and brought Xiao Huang into the city gates, when he passed by that Miss Liu, he saw that Miss Liu suddenly looked at him strangely, froze, and then asked blandly, “Joining relatives? Visiting friends?”
Xin Zhuo casually replied: “Outside is too chaotic, nowhere to go, beg for a living.”
Miss Liu no longer asked more questions, but a male Confucian behind her laughed and said: “Do not know martial arts, no hands, with a dog to hold a corpse, I’m afraid that survival is not possible.”
Xin Zhuo had already walked away.
(End of chapter)