Chapter two hundred and ninety-two: the witch god speaks resentment
After the battle subsided, Wu Yi looked at the ordinary white cloud in front of him and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, after watching such a long show, it's time to come out."
Deep in the thick white clouds, Elder Tu Ming had a look of surprise in his eyes. This white cloud was the body of an extremely rare cloud beast, and the cloud beast was known for being good at hiding. In the past, he had used the body of this cloud beast to avoid hiding. Many people's observations were unexpectedly seen through by Wu Yi.
Wu Yi also accidentally scanned the white clouds in the sky with his Netherworld Eye before, and found that the white clouds were dazzling with gray light. Wu Yi originally thought it was a rare cloud beast.
It's just that the cloud beast is timid by nature and seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. Wu Yi deliberately controlled the aftermath of a magical power to attack it. However, Baiyun not only did not disperse, but actually dispelled the aftermath of the magical power and stayed there for a long time.
At that time, Wu Yi understood who the hidden person was. Thinking deeply, Dongwu would come here to block the way. This person may not have done it deliberately. He was really very good at calculating.
However, Wu Yi was wronging Elder Tu Ming for thinking this way. Dongwu was able to rise among the witch clans because he was a cruel and careful person. Although he only had speculations in his heart, he still wanted to give it a try. The thoughts that happened before came to mind.
"Fellow Taoist, you are truly a talented person. You are indeed a new talent in the Taoist sect." I heard his voice before I saw him, and it was a flattery.
Elder Tu Ming emerged from Yun Beast's body and let out a hearty laugh, as if he was not the one hiding in Yun Beast's body before.
Wu Yi looked at him calmly. No matter who was being spied on, he would not be happy. He said: "Tao is friendly and leisurely. You should be planning to trade now."
"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are serious. If you are not worthy of trading, I will give it to fellow Taoist." Elder Tu Ming's posture looked very low. He raised his arm covered with black beards, and a black shadow flew towards Wu Yi. forward.
"Friends, let's go." Elder Tu Ming's voice came from afar. It turned out that while Wu Yi was observing the black shadow, he had already gone away.
Wu Yi checked the black shadow, and there was no doubt that it was the ghost king. It looked at Wu Yi with horrified eyes, and obviously still had some impression of Wu Yi, but it was restrained by Elder Tu Ming's magic power and could not escape at all.
The ghost king who almost forced Wu Yi into a desperate situation could only beg Wu Yi for mercy with humble and frightened eyes. However, Wu Yi saw the resentment hidden deep in his eyes, resenting that he was used as an exchange by the two. .
Wu Yi released the ghost king from his restraints and took him into the world of stone tablets before he could escape. He was waiting for him there.
In the world of stone tablets, a war suddenly broke out. Wu Yi did not need to release the ghost king and let Xiao swallow it easily. However, Wu Yi understood that the more others intervened in this fate battle, the greater the final variables would be. Choose to let Xiao settle on his own.
However, the battle venue was chosen in the world of stone tablets, and Xiao already had a favorable location. If he lost, he would have Wu Yi to back him up.
After all, the Ghost King is a Ghost King. He has understood the charm of Taoism, has been on the battlefield for many years, and is full of resentment. He is quickly defeated and almost killed by the Ghost King, but Wu Yi suppresses him.
The Ghost King became Xiao's trainer, but if Xiao wanted to defeat the Ghost King on his own, it might not be possible in a short time. Wu Yi left a piece of his mind to look after Xiao in the world of stone tablets, changed his mind, and continued his travels.
Being moved to southern Xinjiang by the destiny chart, Wu Yi originally wanted to take a trip to Daxuan Kingdom to visit his grandfather's family, but now he can only give up this idea temporarily and wait for his return.
Thinking of his grandfather, Wu Yi was speechless for a moment. If he hadn't recommended him to go to the Yiqi Taoist Temple in Liucheng where Wang Chuchen was, he might not even have saved his life, not to mention his current achievements.
If I, a true disciple of the Yiqi Sect, return, what level of identity should I take? At first, I only knew that the Guoshi Party was extremely powerful, and that the Guoshi was a figure from the Immortal Family, a land god.
Now that he has gained a certain level of strength, he is limited by his identity. The old case may not have changed. My grandfather still cannot get rid of his identity as a rebellious minister and traitor.
Wu Yi was thinking deeply and could not get rid of distracting thoughts for a long time. The flying boat moved forward slowly. It seemed that because Wu Yi was too melancholy, the speed also slowed down a lot.
In the Witch Temple, the Holy Land of the Witch Clan, a chaos is taking place. However, because there are not many people there during non-sacrificial times, only a few guardians are aware of the chaos, but they dare not intervene easily.
The Witch Temple, as the name suggests, is a place where the witch gods are worshipped. This is the place where the statues of the witch gods of the Five Directions are located. It is a fundamental place. If such a place is in chaos, it means that the destroyer's cultivation level is not low.
The Shaman Temple is an open-air place, in the shape of a pentagon, towering into the clouds, as if it is carved out of the mountain. On each side there is a huge statue of a god. The statues are different, but all of them are extremely weird.
Now, one of the statues has a deep crack from top to bottom, as if it may break apart at any time, and wisps of clear light are revealed from it, which is the incense and spiritual thoughts generated by the believers when they offer sacrifices.
It is the foundation of the spirit.
This god's very foundation was actually damaged.
It's not that the statue doesn't want to save itself, it's just that there is a silver light flashing at the crack, which is extremely weird and hinders repair. The longer the floor is mopped, the more the statue's divine power is lost.
As a last resort, this god had no choice but to ask for help from the other four gods. The other four gods woke up one by one, and the five-color light flowed erratically, reaching straight into the sky. The Wu clan who saw this scene from a distance all knelt down respectfully, and only dared to wait until the light dissipated.
Get up.
A god with the head of a beast and a human body, covered with red scales, with fire snakes in his ears and fire dragons on his feet, spoke sarcastically, "Jumang, don't you claim to have endless vitality and never die? Why did you come to us, huh?"
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The god called Gou Mang was currently in danger and wanted help from others. Although his face was full of displeasure, he allowed the ridicule and remained silent.
A god made a powerful voice and said: "The enemy is ahead, and if we don't work together, do we want the guests to make fun of us?" The god who spoke had a calm breath, as solid and thick as loess, and seemed to be the person in charge.
The spirit replied: "Since the guest is here, why not show up and meet him."
As the silver light circulated, a little lion appeared in front of several statues of gods. His figure was a little illusory, not his real body. He looked at the gods lazily and yawned, showing no respect at all.
The god was not annoyed and said gently: "Fellow Taoist is satisfied."
Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It is better for the old to stay out of the affairs of the younger generation." His words were plain, but full of warning.
The god in charge glanced at Gou Mang, and it was time for him to speak. Gou Mang was dissatisfied, but he also knew that people with current affairs are heroes and bring divine power. Unexpectedly, Dongwu, who was thousands of miles away, was captured.
here.
When Dongwu saw Jumang who had given him divine power, he thought he was overjoyed because he had been deprived of his status as a witch, but the joy on his face dissipated in less than a moment.
He looked around, especially the presence of Bai Ze, the mythical beast he had seen in the scroll before.
Dongwu understood that he might be a gift of apology. In front of these people, he didn't even dare to be angry, and waited for his final fate. In this way, maybe he could still get a glimmer of hope.
Bai Ze ignored the existence of Dongwu from the beginning to the end, and Dongwu was not worthy of his attention. He said: "Let them solve the affairs of the juniors themselves."
"The Tao is friendly to people." The god in charge praised.
Bai Ze snorted coldly, and his figure slowly disappeared.
The four gods who were not involved in this matter also left. Dong Wuzhan looked at Jumang tremblingly. Before he could even utter his begging for mercy, an extremely dazzling green light was injected into his body.
Dong Wu, who originally thought he would die, was surprised to find that the green light was pushing up his cultivation level. Dong Wu was a little excited at first, but later, his expression became more and more frightened. His cultivation level was boosted by the green light.
Then, he reached a point that he could not imagine.
"You understand what to do, right?" came the faint words.
Dongwu kowtowed, but because he could not contain his strength, he even cracked the ground made of the cold stone of the abyss.
"I will never lose again." The suppressed and spiteful voice gave goosebumps to anyone who heard it.