The ferocious bandits were still laughing. The leader was wearing a tight-fitting black robe, with sharp eyebrows. There was a scar running through the entire face on the right side of his face. He had a yellow-orange gourd tied around his waist. The dragon sitting down
The scale horse is also more handsome than the other bandits, and is shouting Zhang Wu's name loudly.
"Hurry up and take out the source of this month, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
"Noisy!"
Before Mr. Zhang Wu could come out to answer, a dragon roar came out from the village. It was like a real dragon roaring, captivating people's hearts and souls, and instantly calmed everyone's souls.
And those dragon-scaled horses also panicked and went crazy, stamping their four hooves in panic, and the frightened horses began to run away into the distance.
One by one, the bandits were thrown off their horses. The leader's face changed dramatically when he heard the sound, but he still managed to control his mount. Then he pretended to be calm, turned over and dismounted, and said respectfully:
"I don't know which immortal is here to help me. I am an outer disciple of Fengyu Sect, and my master is in charge of Fengyu Sect. Is there any misunderstanding..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a god-man appearing in mid-air riding a long chaotic dragon, looking at them indifferently. He was very familiar with that look, it was the same look he had when he looked at the villagers.
That was the kind of indifference that could easily kill someone, and it was also the look he had when looking at a dead person. He had the same look when he robbed women from the village.
"It's not good, a disaster is coming!"
"Immortal, please spare my life. I am willing to give up all the Origin Stones in exchange for my life."
At this point, the little leader hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. He never dared to use the Fengyumen behind him to suppress the opponent. The opponent's aura was simply beyond his imagination. He was the strongest monk he had ever seen in his life.
The head of the Feng Yu Sect is far inferior to him, so he wouldn't dare to threaten him.
Su Yu waited for the little villain to finish speaking, then a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he spit out a mouthful of Chaos Qi. In an instant, the Qi was divided into dozens of filaments, extremely sharp, and shot towards the group of bandits.
The frightened bandits fled for their lives one after another, but the leader gritted his teeth and showed a crazy look on his ferocious face. He threw the gourd and threw it back. Then he raised his whip in his hand and rode his dragon-scaled horse outward.
Run away.
And the yellow-orange gourd spun around in the air, changing from the size of a palm to the height of a person. The ink-colored filthy corpse water poured out from the gourd's mouth and poured towards the village.
"Water of corpse refining."
Su Yu snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and robes to take away the corpse water, and then waved it towards the little boss. In an instant, the filthy and bone-corroding corpse water soaked him, and there were bursts of screams from the desolate land.
The originally vigorous bandit was corroded by the corpse water, with most of his flesh and blood melted away, and he was still wailing in the water.
The rest of the bandits were pinned to the ground by the filaments of zhenqi, their bodies were shaking constantly, and they were begging for mercy.
Instead of watching the villagers rejoice in getting their revenge, he flew to the leader and directly used a secret technique to search for the opponent's soul. This method was extremely harmful to the person being searched. It could basically say goodbye to the world, and this kind of continuous
Mortals who have not opened up the sea of suffering are not worthy of him using the God-saving Technique.
After learning about the three small sects outside the Taichu Ancient Mine from the opponent's memory, he waved his sleeve and swung back the bandit leader who had turned into a flesh and blood skeleton.
"These people are left to you."
Su Yu was not interested in watching the young man's drama of revenge. To him, these were just illusions. His real goal was the piece of Emperor Jade.
That piece of Emperor Jade is on a disciple of Qingxia Sect, Fengyu Sect, Qingxia Sect, Xuanyue Cave, and Lihuo Sect.
There are only four sects around here, and two of them actually have important treasures, the Wushi Emperor Jade and the Lihuo Divine Furnace.
Su Yu drove Shenhong towards Fengyu Gate.
Shen Hong was extremely fast and soon reached the opponent's mountain gate. It was a sacred mountain with a palace located there.
Eighteen spiritual mountains stand tall in the cave sky, surrounded by a faint white mist. Each peak is hung with a thousand-foot waterfall, with rapids falling, smoke curling up, green water trickling around the mountain, and the mountains and forests colored by the water.
There is a spring with gurgling water and brocade flowers on the side. It is very lively and beautiful. This kind of scenery is very rare in the Northern Territory. It is a real fairy cave and a pure land on earth.
The originally majestic mountain gate is now in ruins.
"Who is coming?"
Feeling the presence of the Dragon Transformation Qi, a decaying old voice came from the mountainside palace, and then an old man in a red robe and jade crown shot through the sky like a meteor and landed in front of the mountain gate of Fengyu Gate, followed by a group of Taoist priests.
A monk at the pinnacle of the Four Extremes? Su Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the other person, and found that the other person was lifeless and his aura was extremely rotten. It seemed that he had used some kind of Yin Ming elixir to survive until now.
It seemed that this veteran had died before Ye Fan came, and he just happened to catch up.
Seeing the hostility in Su Yu's eyes and the powerful aura on his body, the veteran sighed.
"Your Excellency's strong vitality and blood are really enviable. The old Taoist does not have many days to live. Where did our sect offend fellow Taoists? Can you tell me clearly so that I can make compensation? Why bother to use swords and swords?"
Su Yu didn't answer, but still used the Imperial Qi Flying Dragon style. The dragon-shaped golden light flew into the sky, and the dragon's Qi flew up, dominating the world.
A vast momentum swept across the mountains and rivers.
He pinched his fingers, and the emperor's shadow suddenly appeared behind him. The emperor's face was still blurry, it was ten feet tall, and its color changed from light gold to pure gold.
In an instant, the old man's eyes condensed, his aura began to become stronger, and the blood dispersed the surrounding mist. His appearance also began to change, the snow-white hair began to turn black, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one.
The state has returned to middle age.
Finally, he sacrificed a small golden bell, whose sound was long and lingering, as if it could stabilize everything.
"The last battle? Unfortunately, it's all in vain. How long can you last with your withered blood?"
Su Yu looked cold. As time went by, in just three breaths, the fourth-level fourth-level monk who forcibly refined the essence of blood was directly suppressed by the imperial dragon energy. The delicate little bell was also broken and turned into countless
Golden fragments, like a golden rain, splashed into the surrounding mountains.
"Ancestor!"
When the other elders and heads saw the Supreme Elder's death, they cried incessantly, but they were very bloody and opened the mountain gate formation directly, hoping to trap Su Yu to death.
However, under the impact of the imperial dragon energy, everything turned into powder.
Su Yu watched coldly, with no desire to do anything himself. These monks were only in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, and the one just now belonged to the self-destruction style. Even the dragon-changing monk had to avoid the edge, and he didn't want to overturn.
Put all the resources into the storage bag in the warehouse, and then shot out a fire dragon. In the sky full of fire, Feng Yumen turned into ruins.
All the mortal slaves fled for their lives, but the monks were all bound by the immobilization method and could not break free.
A great avenue treasure bottle condenses in the air and shoots out chains, piercing the wheels of life of all the monks...
After using the immortal power to devour all these monks, he became spotless, as if an immortal had come to this world and walked out of the endless fire.
As long as he has enough resources, he can cultivate all the way to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
As a practitioner of the Immortal Heavenly Art, the so-called resources are these monks, and he has long been aware of this.
But a hint of haze flashed in his heart. If he continued like this, would he lose himself? He also thought about Ye Fan's strong blood and unique origin when he saw him, and his own rising desire...
Without thinking too much, Su Yu stepped on the rainbow light and rushed to the other two sects, which were also the Qingxia Sect and Xuanyue Cave in the original work.
"Next place, Qingxia Gate."
After arriving at the Qingxia Sect, Su Yu didn't say much. He unleashed an imperial dragon energy, which was comparable to the Nine Transformations of Dragon Transformation and shattered the opponent's mountain door. The leader of the Qingxia Sect, who was driven out from the cave, was a
The old monk who had cultivated to the fifth level of the Dao Palace had just seen Su Yu's figure and was directly killed by the dragon's energy.
Then Su Yu walked into the Qingxia Sect's main hall in a grand manner, and all the elders and disciples lined up on both sides with frightened expressions.