Lu Wuzai, who stood up and slapped the table, was so angry that he slapped the corner of the long square table with his palm like a tofu. Wherever his palm print touched, half of it was left a trace of being swept by the flames.
, the burnt smell filled the air, and suddenly the originally unharmonious atmosphere of Qingjuwu became full of the smell of gunpowder.
"Mu, you are too crazy."
"Mugu, how can a major business alliance be a piece of cake?"
"Fat Shan, if you do this, aren't you afraid of the wrath of heaven and the resentment of others, and of betrayal and alienation?"
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the same time that Lu Wuzai stood up after snapping the case, the sounds of palms hitting the table one after another resounded one after another in the small courtyard. The parents, elders, and sect leaders of the nine families present stood up in anger, and they all seemed to want to eat people.
All eyes fell on Mugu invariably.
Not to mention the accusations and curses, some people even stepped on the table with their feet on both sides of the long square table, and stood up with great arrogance. Looking at the posture, if Mugu didn't give them a satisfactory reply, it would be difficult for this group of people to do anything.
It was as if one could directly cut Mugu into pieces on the spot.
The atmosphere in the Qingjuwu courtyard suddenly became tense. The parents of the nine families and the top experts in the clan totaled nearly fifty people. It is no exaggeration to say that in this courtyard today, except for a few major
The only elites in the clan that the clan intends to cultivate are Miaodu and Chengdao realm. Among these fifty people, at least half of the practitioners have reached the Qiankun realm and above, and Daxi Lu's
Lu Wuzai, Miao Qing of the Antarctic Miao Clan, and Lu Po of the Lu Clan of Zhongtian are all truly strong in the Daowu First Preview Realm among all the people.
With so many people and such terrifying strength, even existences like Splendid Blessed Land and Shanhai Academy would not dare to offend them easily.
Not to mention a small Tianfang.
The situation in the Qingchengwu courtyard was tense. The cultivators of the Nine Families were furious and furious. Not to mention Mugu, who was being targeted at the moment. Even the elites of the younger generations who had been brought by the Nine Families to open their eyes and see the world were trembling with fear and did not dare to express themselves.
He took a breath, fearing that if his breathing rate was wrong and he would be eaten by those arrogant family heads, he carefully controlled his breathing rate.
However, Mugu, who was attacked by a group of people, did not seem to realize that he had offended the public.
Today, Mugu behaved very honestly and didn't speak much. Even though he was criticized by many people, he still put his hands in his thick sleeves, lowered his head and said nothing, and there was not much obvious change in his face.
However, his eyes were wandering around, and he looked at Feng Jueyu who was sitting in the chief seat due south from time to time.
If he didn't reply, someone would naturally reply.
Feng Jueyu originally played the leading role today, which is why Mugu postponed the meeting to the third day of May.
Because on the third day of May, Feng Jueyu was able to come back.
Looking at the group of arrogant Jueyu from the Jiujia family sitting on the chief chair in the south, he was calm and steady, not affected by the crowd's aura at all. In front of him, there seemed to be a shadowless wall that the wind could not blow through.
The momentum was blocked three feet away.
"Family heads, please be patient and let Feng explain in detail." Feng Jueyu was not angry at all when he heard everyone's accusations and curses. He raised his hands and pressed them twice to persuade.
But this is the time when Lu Wuzai and others are the most angry. Well, if we don’t let Tianfang fund Xiaoyue Sect, just tell me that Tianfang actually belongs to Feng Jueyu, and Feng Jueyu is the deputy sect leader of Xiaoyue Sect.
Isn’t it equivalent to telling everyone that Tianfang also belongs to Xiaoyue Sect?
You don’t bully people like this, right?
This thought flashed through Lu Wuzai's mind, and Lu Wuzai immediately interrupted Feng Jueyu's next words with a stern word: "Shut up, Feng Jueyu, you are not from the Tianfang Merchant Alliance, what qualifications do you have to speak here, Mugu,
"Old Man"
Lu Wuzai didn't listen to Feng Jueyu's explanation at all, and even opened his mouth to scold Mugu. But at this moment, the polite smile of Feng Jueyu who was sitting where he was was swept away, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Suddenly he roared without much effort.
"I asked you to sit down"
Buzz!
An invisible wave of sound swept out, and Feng Jueyu's momentum instantly filled the air. At the same time as this voice roared out, the ground in Qingjuwu began to shake inexplicably, as if a magnitude 7 earthquake had occurred. Mu
The houses arranged in a crescent shape behind Gu began to tremble.
Looking at the purple lotus pond in Qingjuwu, there is a pot of boiling water, with bubbles popping up continuously. The spiritual fish in the purple lotus pond keep jumping out of the water in fear, and then fall back into the lotus pond.
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On the large long square table in front of the nine people, cracks appeared clearly. Even the space around everyone was covered with torn holes. It was like a hollow porcelain bottle surrounding Qingjuwu.
It needs to be broken into pieces and divided into pieces.
Even the Lingxi Gorge, which is not far away from Qingjuwu, is filled with steaming smoke. The branch water vein of Lingxi Gorge is usually as gentle as a pool of stagnant water, but now it is crashing on the shore.
The waves are rolling.
In the sky, dense clouds are gathering, blocking all the bright lights in Chenchu from the clouds. The earth has fallen into an unprecedented period of darkness. Only the lightning flashes across the clouds from time to time, sparingly separating the strands of light.
Deliver it.
The scoldings of the nine families suddenly stopped, and the leaders of the nine families headed by Lu Wuzai felt a terrible momentum suddenly pressing on them, like mountains, like the sky falling apart, making their breathing become...
It became difficult.
Then, the entire space became distorted. Everyone pricked up their ears and heard bursts of frightened noises coming from Tianfang in the distance.
"There's an earthquake? How could there be an earthquake?"
"Qingyue Tower has collapsed, everyone, please get out of here."
"Look, the weather has changed. What happened?"
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Uneasiness, panic, fear and all kinds of palpitating emotions spread over Tianfang. Unknowingly, the layers of dark clouds have expanded to cover the entire Tianfang, but no one has discovered that the source of this uneasiness and panic comes from
Qingjuwu, because it involves so many areas, and the thunder that rings from the clouds from time to time, makes people have a terrible emotion that their lives are threatened.
The earth is shaking, the mountains are shaking, and the clouds are gathering.
In front of Qingjuwu, Lu Wuzai, Miao Qing, Lu Po, and more powerful men from the Nine Families all changed their colors. Their vulgar insults were forcefully shoved back into their throats by an invisible hand, regardless of whether
I couldn't scream at all.
At this moment, Lu Wuzai and others only felt that the pressure on themselves was getting heavier and heavier. At the beginning, they could still bear it for a moment, but after the huge clouds above their heads became thicker, some weak ones
Practitioners of the Nine Schools gradually become incapable of doing anything.
"I can't do it anymore"
Bang, a junior disciple of the Daxi Lu family fell to the ground, quickly crossed his knees and started practicing the technique.
His face was pale, as if he had just experienced a desperate fight, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down like beads on a string.
Phew, another person fell down soon.
Thump thump thump.
In less than three breaths, more than thirty people were sitting on the ground on both sides of the long square table. They all gathered three flowers on their heads, facing the five qi, using their own inner strength to cultivate with the inexplicable energy.
The tremendous pressure came up.
Phew!
At this time, Lu Cendu fell down, followed by Miao Wanzhen, Lu Yuanbo, and more people.
And these people are all masters of the Qiankun Realm. Their strength ranges from the early Qiankun Realm to the late Qiankun Realm. Unfortunately, everyone's experience is exactly the same. No one can block the huge pressure from unknown sources. In the end, even some who have the Qiankun Perfect Realm strength
The heads of the nine families could not bear the terrible pressure being squeezed from all directions, and sat back in their chairs with frightened faces.
At the scene, only Lu Wuzai, Miao Qing, and Lu Po from Zhongtian Realm were left.
These three people are all strong men at the first glimpse of Daowu. Their strength and cultivation are not trivial. They have been struggling to support them, but when everyone fell down or sat back on their chairs, they discovered that the lingering feeling was
The absolute leader of forces did not decrease in order. Instead, more terrifying pressure fell on the three of them, just like adding weight to the iron scale.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone looked at Feng Jueyu who was sitting calmly in the same place in bewilderment, and a strong chill inadvertently arose in their hearts.
Obviously, this huge majesty was brought by Feng Jueyu, but wasn't Feng Jueyu, who was rumored to have disappeared a hundred and fifty years ago, a practitioner in the perfection realm of the universe?
Why did Feng Jueyu whom I saw today have such a shocking cultivation level?
Could it be that he improved in cultivation during the period when he disappeared?
No, it's impossible. Even if you are diligent, how could you reach such a terrible state in just one hundred and fifty years?
No matter how lucky he is, one hundred and fifty years of breakthrough into Daowu will be over. He can't be stronger than Lu Wuzai, Miao Qing and the others.
Everyone was puzzled, but the more they thought about it, the more horrified they became.
Soon, the bones all over Miao Qing's body made a crackling sound. The old man's fists were clenched white, and the sweat on his forehead slid down in streamlines. After a while, a feeling called fear grew in Miao Qing's eyes.
With a feeling of despair, he sat back on the chair with a plop.
Lu Po came next, and he leaned back on the chair weakly, as if he was exhausted and lost his confidence.
In the end, only Lu Wuzai was left to persist. The head of the Daxi Lu family was born with hard bones and solid skills. He looked at Feng Jueyu angrily and almost blurted out swear words, but he was deeply
After taking several breaths, he still couldn't spit out a single word. Not only that, the more he resisted, the greater the pressure Feng Jueyu put on him.
On the other hand, Feng Jueyu, the old god, was sitting on the chair as if nothing happened, but the gentle smile before had turned into a sneer now.
Disdainful?
Lu Wuzai was shocked, and the last bit of persistence in his heart suddenly collapsed.