A ball of vital energy flowed out of Chu Yiliu's hand, and he slowly closed his eyes.
After a long while, Mo Ji said angrily: "Brother First Class, we will go and bring my sister-in-law back."
Chu Yiliu nodded slowly and said, "Now, let's finish dealing with the Tianfeng Empire."
He cupped his fists slightly towards his senior brother and the Master of Donghua Palace who were in mid-air, then turned and walked towards the palace.
Mo Yunfeng fought fiercely with the Feng family ancestor, but after all, they were far behind each other, so Mo Yunfeng was slightly at a disadvantage, and his clothes were still in a miserable state.
But as his name suggests, he fights extremely crazily and refuses to admit defeat at all.
Chu Yiliu sacrificed the Sumeru lamp and released his mental power to find Master Lu's location. The surrounding imperial guards rushed up crazily. Mo Ji gave a loud shout, and Skyfire Mo Feng swept out to clear the surrounding obstacles for him.
"So you are here." His eyes moved. Master Lu's mental power was extremely powerful, and he also wanted to control the ancestor of the Feng family. His mental power fluctuated extremely violently, and he soon discovered it.
The Liuying Steps unfolded, passing through the obstruction of the Imperial Guards, and charged straight through.
Master Lu felt a majestic momentum coming towards him, and was startled. His sharp eyes instantly glanced at Chu Yiliang, and said sternly: "You brat, how dare you come to my door."
The corners of Chu Yiliu's lips curled up, and he said calmly: "You should be the one who came to the door."
"A joke." Mr. Lu snorted coldly, "The entire Eastern Wasteland was once the territory of our Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan. Who are you human beings? You are only worthy of being our slaves."
His eyes turned cold, and as the cold light burst out in his eyes, five or six powerful auras approached, all of them were strong men from the late Zihu period.
"I didn't expect that you could control a strong man in the Vientiane Realm and have the ability to control a monk in the late stage of Purple Lake. I want to see how strong your mental power is!" The corner of Chu Yiliu's mouth curled up, and the Sumeru lamp spread out a faint light.
The Divine Refining Art reached its peak, and the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness was released, rushing straight towards the Purple Lake monk closest to him.
ah!
The man showed pain, and his expression became extremely ferocious.
Master Lu narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Xumi Zhan, you brat, how come you have our clan's sacred object in your hand!"
Holy object?
Chu Yiliu's eyes lit up. He got the Xumi Zhan from Sixiang Palace, and Sixiang Palace also obtained the Divine Refining Art.
God Refining Art!
Mental strength cultivation method.
The Eastern Wasteland Spirit Clan also focuses on spiritual cultivation. Since Xumi Zhan is related to them, could it be that the Divine Refining Art is also related to them?
Chu Yiliu's eyes suddenly lit up. In this case, the next chapter of the Art of Refining the Gods will be completed.
He suddenly became overjoyed and laughed and said, "Then look at what this is?"
Before he finished speaking, he grabbed hold of the void, and the silk book of the previous chapter of God Refining Jue appeared in his hand, and his spiritual power was poured into it, giving him an extremely comfortable feeling.
Um?
Unexpectedly, this silk book of the Divine Refining Technique is also a treasure that nourishes and nourishes spiritual power! Chu Yiliu suddenly received this unexpected joy.
"Holy...Holy Scroll?" Mr. Lu's eyes showed disbelief. He had only seen the appearance of the Holy Scroll in the dossier records, but had never seen the actual object.
And since Chu Yiliu sacrificed the Sumeru lamp, there is no doubt that the holy scroll is genuine.
"Did you open the seal of the Four Elephants Palace?" Mr. Lu said sharply.
Seal of the Four Elephants Palace?
Chu Yiliu's eyes moved and he said coldly: "How do you know?"
While talking, with the blessing of Xumi Zhan, a Zihu monk who was controlled by Master Lu was successfully instigated by Chu Yiyi to rebel.
The Zihu monks fought in a group, but with one person fighting against four or five people, they soon fell into a disadvantage.
Chu Yiyi used his mental power again and attacked the second Purple Lake Realm monk.
"Haha." Mr. Lu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, saying loudly: "Speaking of which, you are still the benefactor of our Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan. Without you, we would still be living in darkness and there would be no chance of success."
His voice suddenly changed, and his address to Chu Yiliu also changed, and he said: "Master, if you are willing to return the sacred objects and sacred scrolls to our Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan, we can turn our hostility into friendship."
"When our Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan regains control of the Eastern Wilderness, you will be the emperor of the human race!"
Human Emperor!
Chu Yiliu chuckled lightly and said, "You can't even protect yourself now, but you still want me to be the human emperor?"
While talking, he instigated the rebellion of the second late-stage Zihu cultivator.
Two versus three, the situation stabilized a little.
However, Chu Yiliu felt a little overwhelmed by the continuous consumption of mental energy.
"My clan can teach you how to cultivate your spiritual power and make your spiritual power become a saint!" Lord Lu's hoarse voice sounded again.
His mental power had just entered the late stage of Ningshenjing, and it was already too much for him to control so many people.
Therefore, he eagerly hoped to draw Chu Yiliu to his side.
"Really?" Chu Yiliu raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Then I have to thank you first."
"Do you really want to join me?" Mr. Lu's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Then let go of the sea of consciousness and let me leave the mark of the Spirit Clan on you."
This guy is almost exhausted at this moment, and he is focused on finding a breakthrough.
The brand of the Eldar is clearly the brand of slavery.
"Then come and try it!" Chu Yiliu said with a smile.
Mr. Lu's eyes lit up, and he shot a stream of mental power at Chu Yiliu. He began to be cautious, fearing that this guy would suddenly cheat.
However, after entering Chu Yiliu's sea of consciousness, he became unscrupulous.
"Haha, stupid human race." Mr. Lu's mental power laughed crazily in Chu Yi's sea, "From today on, you are my new slave."
"Why are you going back on your word!" Chu Yiliu said loudly, pretending to be slightly shocked.
"Going back on your promise?" Mr. Lu laughed loudly and said, "That's just you humans who are too stupid. You want to practice the holy way of our clan and dream."
"Please accept my arrangement obediently."
Master Lu was extremely proud, but he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the panic on Chu Yiliu's face slowly fade away, and his expression turned into mockery.
"Since it was you who broke your promise first, don't blame me for being rude." Chu Yiliu's majestic voice sounded.
"Are you rude to me?" Mr. Lu laughed loudly, "The Sea of Consciousness is the world of my Eastern Wilderness Spirit Clan. I want to see how you can be rude to me, stupid human being!"
However, his words stopped suddenly, and he suddenly felt a magnificent power from Chu Yihai.
"This...is this?" Mr. Lu's eyes showed a look of horror. He saw a giant tree emerging from the sea of Chu Yiliu's consciousness, and the tree was glowing with a white light.
A vast aura swept down, instantly making Master Lu feel the breath of death.
"No... don't!" His face became ferocious, veins popped out, and he shouted: "I... I will teach you the holy way, don't, don't destroy my spiritual power!"
However, the Avenue Tree will not be polite to him at all!
The white light fell, and Master Lu's spiritual power disappeared in an instant.
"Ah!" Mr. Lu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale. After finally entering the late stage of the Concentrating Soul Realm, his mental strength actually dropped to the middle stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm.
"You brat, you and I are at odds with each other!" he roared ferociously.
"Then you may not have a chance!" Mo Ji's angry voice suddenly sounded behind him, followed by a powerful sword energy.
Mr. Lu's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he said ferociously: "Damn Fatty, you want to deal with me too!"
The majestic mental power instantly attacked Mo Ji's sea of consciousness.
He had seen Mo Ji's fierce fighting prowess before, so it wouldn't be a loss if he could take him under his command!
However, the majestic spiritual power poured into Moji's sea of consciousness, and it was as if he had entered a bottomless pit and was swallowed up instantly.
"How... how is it possible?" Mr. Lu was completely desperate.
Of these two guys, one has a majestic tree guarding the sea of consciousness, and the other has a bottomless pit that cannot be controlled with mental power.
Pfft...
Mo Ji's sword energy poured into Lord Lu's body and almost split him into two pieces.
"You...you can't kill me!" There was a look of horror in his eyes, and there was no arrogance at all.
Chu Yiliu and Mo Ji pressed forward step by step.
"Kill me, and the Spirit Tribe will take revenge on you for the rest of your life!" Mr. Lu's hoarse voice suddenly became shrill.
The corners of Chu Yiliu's lips curled up, and he said calmly: "It's a pity that you won't be able to see that day!"
Overlord's broken formation halberd fell instantly and hit Mr. Lu.
boom...
Mr. Lu instantly fell to the ground, eyes wide open, with an unbelievable look on his face.
He actually died in this remote village, at the hands of a group of people he regarded as slaves. He had not yet seen the resurgence of the Spirit Race and the rise of the Holy Path.
A space suddenly exploded in front of him, with several books and a few spiritual power beads scattered around.
Chu Yiliu's eyes lit up, he took the book and the spiritual power bead into his hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this guy actually hid a lot of good things."
He opened the book and looked at it. It turned out to be some mental power spells, and he immediately smiled knowingly. These are the essence of the Eastern Wilderness Spiritual Clan's cultivation for thousands of years.
Things that I didn't understand before in the God Refining Art have been explained in these books.
"Good baby." He chuckled and put the things in his bag.
At this time, the sound of fighting in mid-air also stopped. The ancestor of the Feng family suddenly lost Master Lu's control and froze in mid-air. He was directly blasted out by Mo Yunfeng, and his life or death was uncertain.
The rest of the Royal Guards and the rebel forces, without their backbone, had to wake up and surrender.
After Lord Lu died, in the world of the Eastern Barren Spirit Tribe under the Eastern Barren Trial, a roar came, "Damn it, who killed another general of my Spirit Tribe!"
"The Eastern Wasteland Spiritual Clan will fight to the death!"
"Till death."
"Till death!"
There was a roar in the underground world, and it was destined to be an uneven era.
...
Three days later, the civil strife in Tianfeng stabilized, and Prince Feng Yuan proclaimed himself emperor. Internally, he relied heavily on the power of the Qiong family, and externally, he invited people back to Donghua Palace. As for Beijian Academy, they took the wrong direction in this war and were defeated by Feng Yuan.
Deprecated.
Feng Yuanli invited Chu Yiliu to be kings side by side and share the country. After all, Chu Yiliu had contributed a lot to this war. Moreover, he was an important link between the Qiong family and Donghua Palace.
Chu Yiliu smiled and immediately refused. To him, the Tianfeng Empire was just a.asxs. The further goal was still far away!