Mr. Wei frowned slightly and glanced at her, "Don't move."
Raising his hand, he touched his eyebrow with one finger.
In the perception, the hot breath flowing in Jiu Ling's body is like a rolling river.
It circulates continuously in the body through a special path, and with each cycle completed, its hot breath increases.
It's as she said!
Moreover, Mr. Wei also noticed that the circulation of nine spirits in the body is somewhat similar to the Feng Clan's "Immortality" technique.
But there is a big difference in the key point... It is not like being controlled by oneself, but more like a puppet being controlled...
As a descendant of the Phoenix Clan, who can do this is most likely, of course, Yang Jiuzhen.
Thinking about the ancestral land of the Feng Clan, the Qi is increasing day by day, and a person will be born soon... Is there any connection between this?!
Mr. Wei felt that the birth of the Feng Clan's ancestral land had become more complicated and the situation confusing.
It was a killing situation set up for him, but it seemed... not that simple.
But there is no doubt that Yang Jiuzhen must be the key. If she can be found, many confusions will be solved.
Suppressing his thoughts, Mr. Wei's mind suddenly moved, and a power of "Immortality" penetrated into Jiu Ling's body.
She groaned, her face flushed instantly, her whole body was soaked with sweat, and her beauty was revealed under her long skirt.
Mr. Wei stopped his hand, took a step back and said, "I have suppressed it for the time being. The power in your body is working. This process will cause some discomfort. Please bear with it for a while."
"Don't worry, if my guess is right, you will be able to escape the torture when something happens to the Feng Clan's ancestral land."
Jiuling looked grateful and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, sir!"
Mr. Wei nodded, "You can go down and rest."
After Jiuling left, he stood up and pushed the door open, "What's the matter?"
Outside the courtyard, Donglin Immortal Lord stepped forward, bowed and saluted, "Donglin pays homage to you, Your Majesty."
"Today, several monks have jointly invited you to attend the banquet tonight. Donglin does not dare to make the decision without permission, so I came here to invite you to give me your instructions."
Mr. Wei's eyes flashed slightly and he asked, "Who are there?"
The Immortal Lord of the East said, "The Taishang lineage, the Martial Temple, the Tai'a Palace, the Moon God Palace, and several people from all over the world in Zhongzhou have ascended to the Immortal Realm."
His tone was serious, and he could not hide the excitement in his heart.
Once upon a time, although he was known as the Immortal Lord, he was still not worth mentioning compared with these powerful forces.
Who would have thought that today, I would be treated equally, even with courtesy and thoughtfulness.
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br> Donglin Xianjun understood that this courtesy was not for him, but for the lord behind him.
But this did not prevent Donglin Immortal Lord from gaining great psychological satisfaction and becoming more respectful.
Mr. Wei's heart moved. Strictly speaking, all the four forces had interactions with him, and their relationship was not very harmonious. If he hadn't put on a very powerful vest, I am afraid that today's situation would have been out of control.
'finally come!'
He had expected this day, after all, he suddenly appeared. Who could sit still with such a powerful disruptor?
Mr. Wei said calmly, "Reply them, I will attend the banquet tonight."
Donglin Xianjun respectfully said yes, turned around and left in a hurry.
Soon, under heavy rain, darkness fell again.
It was as if a hole had been opened in the sky, and endless rain poured down, making the sky darker and darker, giving people a very scary feeling.
"Your Majesty, it's time to set off."
Donglin Immortal Lord spoke respectfully.
Mr. Wei nodded, took one step forward, and stepped directly into the void.
Then, he climbed up to the sky step by step and disappeared into the sky.
"We respectfully send you off to your Majesty!" Tianqi, the female cultivators from the Chongyun Sect, and others knelt down respectfully.
Behind a window, Tu Qing bit her lip. She felt more and more that there should be nothing between her and him...
After all, if you are as powerful as the other person, how could you fall in love with a little fox demon... But why do you take such good care of me?
well!
I sighed in my heart and felt sorrowful.
Donglin Immortal Lord raised his head, and could see his back at this moment. The sky was filled with wind and rain, but it could not stain his body in the slightest.
Before he could get close, he was isolated by invisible force. It was as if he was afraid of the wind and rain and did not dare to move forward, so he fell from his side.
From the beginning to the end, Your Majesty did nothing, and even at this moment, there was no slight fluctuation in power in his step to reach the sky.
It seems that this is not a magical power or magic, but an ability inherent in it.
Born to face nine days, wind and rain do not come upon me.
A hint of excitement and awe appeared in Donglin Immortal Lord's eyes, and he hurriedly followed behind.
Immortals in this world can display wonderful dharma with just one thought, which can be called dharma.
The ability to communicate with the gods can make it possible to travel thousands of miles in an instant.
But now, he was so respectful and cautious, following Mr. Wei.
The two of them soon arrived among the clouds.
The water vapor filled the air, and the darkness was thick. Suddenly there was a loud "boom", and scorching lightning burst out instantly, sweeping across all directions like a horse. The thunder light illuminated the two figures, like a mountain torrent collapsing, and like a big net, heading straight towards the two people.
fall.
Donglin Xianjun hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should take action or not.
In the realm of immortals, any thunder attack can be easily broken away like a gentle breeze blowing against your face.
The next moment, the blazing, galloping thunder seemed to have encountered some kind of extremely terrifying existence.
crackling——
crackling——
The thunder cracked and dissipated inch by inch.
Mr. Wei raised his head and climbed to the sky without stopping.
The next moment the clouds had passed, and the moon and stars were sparse above our heads.
The bright stars and moon shed endless light. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I felt that more of them were gathering around Mr. Wei.
Inlaid all over the body, it seems to be plated with a circle of silver, making its figure more handsome and outstanding.
A huge fairy boat is docked above the sea of clouds, bathed in the stars and moon.
At this moment, countless eyes came from the fairy boat and fell on the figure above the sea of clouds.
In fact, not only were the stars and moon shining at this moment, but they could also see clearly the scene where thunder suddenly erupted in the sea of clouds and collapsed without warning.
When I looked at Mr. Wei again, I couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of my heart - he really deserves the name of Taichu, this person must be an innate god without a doubt!
In this case, some preparations, arrangements, and trade-offs have to be made.
At the same time, there were several people on the deck of the fairy boat. At this moment, their eyes lit up, and a faint stream of light could be seen faintly rotating.
His eyes are deep and sharp, seemingly capable of penetrating all fog and seeking truth.
Then, the eyes of these people all fell on Mr. Wei.
Suddenly, one of them trembled, spit out blood with a "wow" sound, and his face turned pale.
But this is the best result.
The remaining people were bleeding from their mouths, noses and orifices, and fell to the ground with a "pop", their faces as pale as dead people.
The only monk who vomited blood fell to his knees in a hurry and kept kowtowing, "Ignorant cultivators, voyeuristic
The gods are supreme. I am really to blame for myself. I only hope that the gods will be merciful and understand that my guilt is not serious. I will give you a way to survive. I am very grateful..."
crackling——
crackling——
As he spoke, the flesh and blood on the man's face made a cracking sound, and then blood surged out, as if it was being drawn out by an invisible force.
In just an instant, this person shriveled up and became haggard.
"God, have mercy on me... God, have mercy on me..." The monk did not dare to struggle or ask for help, but kept kowtowing.
This scene made everyone around them feel awe-struck, and they no longer had the slightest doubt about Mr. Wei's identity.
Snapped--
Snapped--
The feet step on the void, but they make a soft sound, as if they have landed on the solid ground and are climbing to the sky step by step.
Mr. Wei came silently and faced the people on the immortal boat. He scanned many faces and finally landed on those who were spying on them with their magical powers.
Just now, he had already sensed it, but with just a shudder in the breeze, he did nothing and those glimpses were wiped away.
Now it seems that it is not that simple.
Several people fell to the ground and were already dead. Only a white-haired and black-robed Taoist priest was still kneeling in a pool of blood, still kowtowing, "Spare your life... Spare your life..."
From his mouth, all he could hear now were weak pleas and moans.
Mr. Wei thought for a moment and waved his hand, "I forgive you for the death penalty."
Bang——
The white-haired and black-robed Taoist fell to the ground, but the horrific cracked wounds on his body no longer bled.
But it was still open and closed, looking ferocious and terrifying.
This scene made everyone's eyes freeze and their hearts relaxed slightly, "This Wei Taichu doesn't seem to be a vicious and murderous person... This way, it is easier to get in touch with him."
One or two of them, who had organized today's banquet, were about to speak when they saw Mr. Wei, who had just used "Forgiveness", and his eyes fell on a person on the deck.
"Whoever offends my body with thunder shall be devoured by the thunder."
boom--
The lightning exploded, fierce and violent.
Wrapping up one of the figures, the figure turned into a piece of pitch-black charcoal before even wailing and screaming.
On its surface, lightning is like a waterfall, wreaking havoc and intertwining.
Destroy his physical body and shatter his soul and spirit!