Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Four: Seizing the Profound Tool to Cause Disputes
These young people can be used by Zijinyi, but their own strength is not very good. Most of their cultivation is obtained by accumulating resources. However, the magical weapons are not bad. Wu Yi even saw a person wearing vermilion clothes using a
The mysterious weapon is a feather-shaped mysterious weapon.
The mysterious weapon was swung downwards, and a three-foot-sized sacred bird with five colors flew out. With a sharp sound, Wu Yi's strong and soft mysterious light was immediately shattered, and it attacked Wu Yi with undiminished power.
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An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Zijinyi's mouth. It can be seen immediately whether Wu Yi is a dragon or a snake. If he can't even receive the mysterious weapon, it is basically impossible to get a good ranking in the Nirvana Conference. The Nirvana Conference is not only
It is a comparison of one's own strength, and also a comparison of the forces behind them. There are many people holding mysterious weapons.
The divine bird tyrannically squeezed out other magic weapons and spells, and its sharp beak pecked at Wu Yi's heavenly spirit, stirring up a huge air current with great power.
Wu Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the flying divine bird, and said disdainfully: "Gold and jade outside." Opening his right palm, a strong suction force was generated. The divine bird flapped its wings hard, and the mysterious light formed a cage, and was finally trapped.
Wu Yi was restrained in his palm, like a plaything in his palm.
Bai Yunxin said in a panic: "Throw it away quickly, this bird will explode." With an anxious look on her face, it was obvious that she was really worried about Wu Yi.
"It's too late." The monk holding the feathered magic weapon said coldly. With a whirl of feathers, the divine bird's body surged with raging divine fire, expanding outward. Everyone watching the battle either retreated or used magic weapons to protect themselves, for fear of the god.
The shock wave generated by the bird explosion accidentally injures itself.
Wu Yi looked at the flames rising from the divine bird's body, snorted, put his palms together, and the divine bird let out a shrill cry, fluttering in the increasingly narrow space, "Is he crazy?" A young man said.
I was dumbfounded and couldn't believe that Wu Yi was so crazy.
"Pfft," there was a muffled grunt, and the air exploded. Wu Yi's right hand turned into a fist, and the divine bird emitted by the mysterious weapon had no effect on him, and was crushed to pieces by him.
"Is he born from a mythical beast? What a powerful physique."
"It must have been a magic weapon secretly used, otherwise how could it be possible."
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After three breaths, Wu Yi opened his palm, and a wisp of remaining sparks dispersed. There was no sign of burnt black or yellow on the smooth palm, and everyone exclaimed.
In fact, Wu Yi is not completely painless. After all, it is an attack from a mysterious weapon. The flames are indeed powerful and almost burned Wu Yi's skin. However, Wu Yi, who has practiced the "Hunyuan Yuan Dao Dao Jing" to the second level, has skin as jade-like.
With the glazed jade light protecting his body, he persevered even though he felt the burning sensation.
Of course, the most critical issue is the user's cultivation level, which prevents him from exerting the effect of the mysterious weapon. If Master Jin Dan takes action, Wu Yi will not be able to pass it so easily.
"Impossible." The monk holding the mysterious weapon had a look of disbelief on his face. Wu Yi broke his biggest belief with this move, activated the mysterious weapon with all his strength, and even poured it with blood. A strange blood light appeared on the feathers.
A looming bird slowly emerged. It was just a shadow, but it had the power of the golden elixir, which was like the magical power of the golden elixir.
Wu Yi had always had a calm expression since their attack. This time when he saw the bird appearing, he finally sensed the crisis. His expression changed slightly, he stamped his right foot on the ground, and fired towards the bird like a cannonball.
A monk who uses mystical weapons.
The monk sensed a deep crisis and said in horror: "Stop him." It would be a long time before he could fully display the power of this bird that had used the golden elixir. This period was also the time when he was at his weakest.
The magic weapon came at Wu Yi again. Wu Yi blocked it left and right, and activated the blood-burning technique. Some magic weapons were directly exploded by him. It was so brutal that the monks were so shocked that they did not dare to take action easily.
With a rumble, a heavy punch was thrown out, and the bird that had not yet fully used it was directly broken. The unwillingness and sorrow could not prevent the defeat, and the spiritual energy spread all over the sky. As for the caster, he was directly knocked unconscious. This was the last moment for Wu Yi to stop.
result, otherwise it would not be difficult to directly beat his body to pieces.
The feathers with flowing light fell from the sky. Wu Yi reached out to catch them, but he didn't expect that there was a spiritual intelligence in the feathers. He tried his best to escape from his control, but was stimulated by Wu Yi's surging blood and became much more stable.
But when Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness was about to enter the mysterious weapon, it was blocked by a restriction. It would take several months at least to remove this restriction. Wu Yi temporarily gave up the idea of refining this object.
Zijinyi looked at Wu Yi with great interest, her beautiful eyes flickering. When Wu Yi looked at her, the woman stretched out the bright red tip of her tongue and moistened her upper and lower lips, showing her natural charm.
Wu Yi showed off his power, and the happiest person was Bai Yunxin. He put his hands on his small waist and couldn't stop laughing at Zijinyi. His temperament was so unruly that Wu Yi couldn't believe it for a while.
Zijinyi ignored Bai Yunxin and said to Wu Yi with a meaningful smile: "Fellow Taoist is indeed extraordinary. I look forward to seeing you again." She still gave him the familiar wink before leaving.
Zijinyi left, and the large group of young people who followed her also left. The young man who had fainted was woken up by someone, and gave Wu Yi a sinister look. After hesitating for a long time, he still did not dare to take back his mysterious weapon, but
I will definitely not give up and go back to invite my elders.
"Slut!" Bai Yun said angrily towards Bai Yunxin's back.
"Fellow Taoist is going to join our Honghu tribe now." Bai Yun said with confidence.
Wu Yi smiled, neither denying nor confirming, and said: "I will stay here for a few days."
Bai Yunxin frowned, not understanding the meaning of Wu Yi's words. If you want to, just be willing, if you don't want to, then don't. What does this mean?
"As a friendly friend, we will leave without seeing you off." Wu Yi issued an order to expel the guests.
Bai Yunxin was about to ask, but was abruptly interrupted by Wu Yi, so he had to bow and said: "I hope fellow Taoist can make the right decision."
Wu Yi really wanted to join the Honghu tribe's camp, for no other reason than because the Honghu tribe was the weakest, so the price offered by the Honghu tribe was also the highest. As for the fact that it might attract the hatred of other Phoenix tribes, someone from the same clan would
How could Wu Yi care?
After the matter was over, Wu Yi returned to the room and saw Li Gu's worried eyes. As soon as he saw Wu Yi, he said: "Junior brother, it's too much. It's good to win. Why take someone's magic weapon?"
Wu Yi understood that he was referring to the fact that he took the feather mysterious weapon, which might attract the Demon King, which would be another troublesome matter.
But without this demon king, how could Wu Yi increase his worth? It was time to reveal his identity.
To the north of Fenglai City, there is a large sycamore forest, where many birds live. On the tallest red sycamore tree in the south, there are several abyss-like auras, and few creatures within a hundred feet dare to approach.
At this time, a monk in a red-purple robe looked at the sycamore towering into the clouds and hesitated for a long time, with a face full of shame and anger. It was the monk who had the mysterious weapon taken away by Wu Yi.
He is from the Chifeng Clan, and like Bai Yunxin, he is also the son of the clan leader. He is called Zhu Ming, but he is not particularly outstanding among the descendants. However, his mother is from the Yuhuo Clan and has a very high status. At least he got a mysterious weapon.
Relying on the power of the mysterious weapon, he also achieved such a great reputation, but he didn't expect that someone would take the mysterious weapon away this time and become a joke.
The monk made up his mind and took his own steps forward. A red-browed eagle that had been observing him for a long time fell from the sycamore tree. Its sharp eyes made Zhu Ming panic. The eagle that had been fighting for a long time in life and death was not what Zhu Ming could do.
Those who resisted gave a big salute and said: "Elder Ying, I..."
Zhu Ming was told all about Wu Yi's seizure of the mysterious weapon. A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of Ying Falcon, who was called Elder Ying. However, Wu Yi's robbery of the mysterious weapon was a slap in the face of the entire Red Phoenix clan. It was hard to ignore it and get out of the way.
Come and let Zhu Ming pay homage to his father.
As the Nirvana Conference approaches, many demon kings in Fengchi Forest gather in Fenglai City, otherwise they would have to fly hundreds or thousands of miles to find them.
Zhu Ming was so grateful that he didn't care about being despised by the falcon. If he didn't resolve the matter, he might be deprived of his honorary position. The most important thing at this time was to ask for his father's forgiveness, so he hurriedly flew up to the sycamore tree.
Entered the tree hole inside.
A quarter of an hour later, a heavy voice came from the sycamore tree, "What, the mysterious weapon has been taken away, you evil son." There was uncontrollable anger in the voice.
Zhu Ming knelt down and knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling. He did not dare to look at the majestic face of the person sitting on top, let alone say a word to defend him.
"Bastard." The owner of the voice didn't seem to give up. A turbulent spiritual light hit Zhu Ming. Zhu Ming hit the edge of the tree hole directly, shaking the tree hole and shaking it. It can be seen that the attack was heavy. Zhu Ming slowly
He slipped down, vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth, his hair fell loose, and he still lay prone on the ground, holding back and not daring to speak.
"Brother, the mysterious weapon has been taken away by an outsider. It's useless for you to kill him now. You'd better get it back as soon as possible." The person sitting on the right curled his lips and said.
This person is Zhu Yi, whose cultivation is in the middle stage of the Golden Core. How could he not see it? The clan leader seems to be very aggressive, but Zhu Ming is just a skin injury, a bruise on his nose and a swollen face.
Fang’s name.
"What do third brothers think we should do?" Zhu Tian, the leader of the Red Phoenix Clan, looked at the person who spoke, his anger still lingering.
"Being able to seize the clan treasure of our Red Phoenix clan, and dare to seize the clan treasure of our Scarlet Phoenix clan, I guess you are not an unknown person. We still have to be prepared to barter." Zhu Yi opened his mouth, obviously planning to let Zhu
God gave this treasure.
"What the third brother said is that it is up to the third brother to take back the family treasure." Zhu Tian threw the ball back to Zhu Yi. If Zhu Yi consumes too many resources, it will definitely leave a bad reputation for wasting family treasures.
Zhu Yi's pupils opened, but he did not expect that the clan leader was so cunning. Now he was put on fire. No matter what outcome he negotiated in the end, the clan leader could accuse him of wasting clan property.
He was about to refuse, but Leng Buding saw Zhu Tian's cold eyes looking at him. He swallowed the words of refusal as soon as they reached his lips, and helplessly cupped his hands and said, "But..." but in his heart, Zhu Tian was scolded bloody.
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"However, nephew Ming still wants to go with me." Zhu Yi pointed to Zhu Ming on the ground and said.
Zhu Tian hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.
On the other side, Bai Yunxin also told his brother Bai Yunqi about his doubts. Bai Yunqi looked at his sister's anxious eyes, barely showed a smile on his face that had not changed in a thousand years, and comforted his sister: "He agreed.
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"Oh yeah." Bai Yunxin was as happy as a little girl, no, she was just a little girl.
After talking with her sister for a while, Bai Yunxin went to a sycamore tree in the center to prepare to meet her father.
Wu Yi felt that Bai Yunxin's status was too low, so he wanted someone from the Honghu tribe to come up with a higher level to invite him. Judging from his performance today, he also has the qualifications.