Chapter 785 The Great Catastrophe and the Change of Heaven
Yinyuan is not a diligent person.
He eats, drinks, and has fun in the city every day. The only practice he does every day is to do a set of health-preserving boxing in the courtyard when he gets up early. Yes, even if he has a true immortal-level cultivation, Yin Yuan is still harmonious.
Ordinary people generally retain the habit of working and resting on time.
A fifteen-minute set of health-preserving boxing, this is Yinyuan's only practice every day.
After health-preserving boxing, it’s time to eat and drink.
He ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, drank jade liquid and nectar, and all kinds of elixirs and elixirs refined from fairy grass, just mixed them into the delicacies and ate them. Therefore, although he didn't practice much, Yinyuan's cultivation level improved very quickly.
Not slow.
Who allowed him to have a sworn brother who was generous and very capable of making money, and an old eunuch who was ruthless and loyal to him?
As for Bai Ao, apart from eating, drinking, having fun, drinking, and making money all day long, she doesn't even have the skills to perform a set of health-preserving boxing.
Eat, drink, play, and have fun, swaggering through the city with a large group of escorts and maids, going in and out of various shops, large and small, spending as much as possible every day on top-grade, top-quality fairy crystals, and purchasing all kinds of useful things from various shops in the ninth city of the town.
Useful, but it must be something beautiful and fun. This is her daily life.
She is really not a qualified monk!
But as the launch hub of the ‘Luck-Taking Dafa’, the white turtle is blessed.
All disasters are caused by her, all misfortunes and blessings are born from her, all the creatures who are involved in this maelstrom, those unlucky Liangyi Tian monks, big and small families, big and small sects have scattered fate, luck, and
The inexplicable cultivation gained from this is all gathered and sent out with the white turtle as the core and hub.
Therefore, he has never cultivated carefully, so he has endured countless tortures and sufferings. Unknowingly, Bai Yu's cultivation level has also improved to an extremely terrifying level.
Hundreds of thousands of swordsmanship disciples carefully trained by Bai Di joined forces to attack, and this attack even had a hint of Buddha's power. However, the swords in the sky were broken one after another, and were shattered into pieces by the hysterical Bai Yu's angry attack.
Countless black sword lights and sword energy fell, and large numbers of sword cultivator disciples fell silently on the spot.
Their bodies were chopped open, their souls were exterminated, and some were even directly blasted into blood mist by the terrifying sword energy.
After one blow, out of the hundreds of thousands of sword cultivator disciples, less than 40 people survived. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and a large area of the ground was stained with blood by the slowly falling blood mist.
Bai Yu looked at the dripping blood below in shock. She suddenly lowered her head and looked at her hands.
She turned back blankly and glanced at Yinyuan: "Ms. sir, why have I become so powerful?"
Yinyuan also widened his eyes and looked at Bai Yu with a look of disbelief - Bai Yu looked like she was eating, drinking, having fun, and waiting to die all day long. How could she kill hundreds of thousands of people with one blow?
Hundreds of thousands of people stood side by side, stretching for dozens of miles, as dark as a swarm of locusts... How could she kill so many with such an easy blow?
After a moment of silence, Yinyuan said solemnly: "Xiaobai, be careful, they are trying to cheat... Do you still remember what brother Fahai told us about cheating? These guys have such vicious intentions. They are cheating."
He actually used his own life to attack us!"
Bai Yuan looked at Yinyuan in shock: "How could they be so cruel? They don't care about their lives, but they want to take the blame for us? Haha, what kind of grudges do we have? What kind of hatred do we have? It's just... yes, yes..."
Bai Yu has forgotten his words.
Yu Changle is an extremely qualified 'old loyal dog'. When he saw Bai Yu's appearance, he hurriedly said: "My dear lady, 'what is tolerable?
If you want to mess with us, this is simply evil!"
White turtles are so smart.
In the Ninth City of Zhenzi, Lu Qian repeatedly accused people who had provoked them of being 'evil heretics' or 'colluding with evil heretics', making them miserable. Yu Changle made such a mention,
The white turtle reacted.
"That's not true. If you don't regard other people's lives as your own, you are at best cruel and ruthless by nature... But if you don't regard your own life as your own, you must be an evil heretic."
Bai Yu chuckled, and she pointed lightly towards the reorganized swordsmanship disciples: "Come here, give them to me to capture them alive, torture them, and ask them about their origins.
Find out their backers, who they are and what they want to do!"
Make fists with both hands so hard that the joints make a "click" sound.
Bai Yu decided not to let these guys die easily - she was not a very smart person, but she also roughly understood that these sword cultivator disciples, like the previous two waves, were probably sent to die!
But she will never be merciful!
Bai Yuan gave an order, and in the city lord's palace, the Taoist monks with a faint Buddha's light surging on their bodies, under the leadership of Ah Hu, formed a large Vajra Buddha formation and slowly came out. The thick golden Buddha's light was overwhelming, covering the entire place in an instant.
In the ninth city of Zhenzi, the rich Buddhist rhyme fills the void, strongly rejecting all other Taoist rhymes and inspirations.
Ahu bared his chest, revealing pure golden skin.
He held tightly the demon-conquering pestle burning with crimson flames, and strode towards the dozens of White Emperor's direct disciples: "Hey, you can just capture them without any help, you will suffer a lot!"
The swordsmanship disciples were all silent, just staring at Ahu fiercely.
It stands to reason that they would have hesitated, hesitated, frightened, and flinched a little when Bai Guo had such a terrifying blow just now. However, driven by inexplicable power, these sword cultivator disciples seemed to have completely forgotten about the tragic blood mist that filled the sky just now, and seemed to have seen it.
The sworn enemy who killed his father stared at Ahu with all his might.
"Kill!" Jian Sansu waved his hand, and a clear sword light stabbed Ahu's chest silently.
With a 'ding' sound, a delicate flying sword splashed sparks on Ah Hu's chest. Ah Hu's chest was not damaged at all, not even a white mark, and the tip of the flying sword was directly touched.
There was a small gap.
"You asked for this!"
Ahu looked down at the small flying sword that was stuck to his chest, spinning rapidly like an electric drill, frantically trying to pierce his chest. He shook his head, and his chest muscles flicked, shaking the flying sword into pieces with a 'click' sound.
smash.
When Jian San vomited blood, A Hu took a deep breath. His chest swelled high. In the next moment, a Buddhist lion's roar magical power turned into a golden flood and surged out, instantly sweeping away the tens of thousands of remaining sword cultivators in front.
disciple.
With just a loud roar, tens of thousands of sword lights shattered into pieces. Each of these sword cultivator disciples spurted blood from their seven orifices, and all of them fainted and fell to the ground!
I got up at six in the morning and went out running in the wind and rain until nightfall.
The unlucky dog who was so tired that it seemed like his owner was lazy, tied the dog leash to the treadmill, turned on the power, and then ran away. In the end, he forgot about this...