Chapter 390: Establishing Status

The so-called misty immortal's eyes were confused. The so-called misty meaning was the kind of state where he had just woken up, his eyes were still stuck on his eyes, and he didn't know who he was. He looked at Wuqi weakly and asked coldly again: "What happened?"

With a casual finger, a fairy light hit the white-faced Taoist. The Taoist's body, which was broken by the explosion of wind and fire, quickly healed and recovered, and the broken bones, flesh and meridians were quickly reborn. The exercises of the immortal Feiyu focus on the harmony of yin and yang, and nourish a ray of vitality inside. They are not good at fighting and fighting, but are used to nourish the body and save diseases and treat people.

Seeing that his disciple was so seriously injured, Fairy Yu simply distributed a trace of his natal essence into his body to help him recover. The trace of the natal essence of the thirty-grade immortal was almost equivalent to the entire vitality of the white-faced immortal. His injuries naturally recovered quickly, and soon reached the peak state, even much better than his condition before he was injured.

As soon as the White-Faced Taoist was recovered, he immediately jumped up and hugged the thigh of the immortal Feiyu: "Master, you are the master of your disciples! They swallowed their two disciples alive, ate them, and swallowed them in one bite! They also injured their disciples, and were planning to eat them too!"

Fairy Fei Yu narrowed her eyes, which were not big but still blurred, and her original childish hair was a little confused. He snorted coldly, but his cold snorting and his hazy gaze were really not deterrent. He glanced at Wuqi, looked at Princess Zhengle behind Wuqi, and said coldly: "The Yuanhua sect prohibits the same sect from being killed, this is the most serious crime in the sect rules!"

Wuqi took Mint's little hand and asked her to step forward two steps, swirled her body, exposing her scarred spine to the immortal Feiyu. He sneered: "Please look at the uncle of the Grand Master. If you say that the same sects are tragic, who will use the first poisonous hand?"

He looked at Mint's bloody back in horror. Xian Yu glared at Baimian Taoist fiercely, shaking his hand and slapped it in the face. With a "splash", Mianmian power burst into the body of Baimian Taoist, causing him to scatter all over his body, causing him to scatter his flesh and blood to splatter. What was he injured just now? What was the white-faced Taoist now? The injury was even worse and more miserable.

After sighing, the Immortal Feiyu nodded and said, "It is the disciples of the Immortal Feiyu who have no choice but to let them do such a ugly thing. But they innocently punish their fellow disciples, so there are naturally rules to punish them. You are too ruthless. The two alive disciples were swallowed up. This is too bold and reckless." He first hurts the disciples, expressing his fair and decisive behavior, and then pursues Wuqi's sin of being too ruthless. The Immortal Feiyu's methods are extraordinary.

Unfortunately, the people he met were not those moral monks who followed the rules, but Wu Ke!

Wuqi rolled his eyes and sneered, "What's so strange about this? Mint and Angelica have extremely excellent qualifications. Compared with their sisters, the two crooked dates that were swallowed are worse than pigs and dogs. Two excellent disciples were beaten innocently, so the two bastards should naturally pay their lives. Are jade and rubble the same price?"

‘Is jade and rubble the same price?’?

Fairy Yu stayed for a long time before then pointed at the white-faced Taoist, and he said coldly: "That..."

Wuqi interrupted the words of the immortal Feiyu, and he sneered: "This product is just a clay jar, how can it be compared with Mingjewels and jade?"

After a while, the Fetal Immortal Shaking his head with a wry smile. He pointed to the timid mint, and Angelica smiled bitterly, "Although these two people have excellent qualifications, they may not necessarily have success in their cultivation in the future. Instead..."

Wuqi once again rudely interrupted the words of the immortal Feiyu. He stepped forward and took out a folding fan from the black dragon spirit ring and opened it. He shook it hard a few times. He said coldly: "Uncle Taiyu, do you have outstanding children in your clan?"

Fei Yu nodded subconsciously and was about to speak, but Wuqi snatched the snatch, "Disciple dared to say that the outstanding children in your clan will die prematurely. Even if they don't die early, they will not be able to practice in the future. Even if they cultivate a few Yuanying Yuanshen, they will be killed. Sooner or later they will not die well." Leng Ao smiled, Wuqi sneered at the ugly fairy of Fei Yu, and said, "Are you happy that the disciple said this?"

The squinting little eyes of the immortal Feiyu opened, and the misty color in his eyes disappeared without a trace. He slowly raised his waist, like a sharp sword unsheathed, suddenly emitting a chilling light. He said coldly: "Wuqi, Wuqi, you are over-speaking! Feiyu and you have no grudges, why should you curse Feiyu's younger generation like this?"

Princess Junle pulled Mint, and Angelica stepped forward and sneered, "Why should the Grand Master curse Mint? These two innocent young girls of Angelica? Could it be that the younger generation of the Grand Master's uncle is human, and if Angelica should die?"

With a proud look on his head, Princess Zhengle said coldly: "Zixuan and Wuqi acted, only seeking fairness. If the Grand Master can treat others fairly, Zixuan and Wuqi will follow. If they cannot do it, don't blame the disciples for not giving the Grand Master face."

Princess Zhengle's words were so simple that the immortal Feiyu couldn't speak. After a quarter of an hour, the immortal Feiyu with a ugly face smiled bitterly: "You younger generations are really... Hehe, aren't you afraid that I can defeat others with force? Wuqi, Zixuan, Xiansheng, Sicai, you can't stand my light blow, if I do not kill you for deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors, and committing a rebellion to the sect..."

Wuqi stepped forward without showing any weakness and said sternly: "This is the mountain gate of Yuanhua Sect. I'm afraid the Grand Master's Uncle can't cover the sky with one hand? What's more, although Grand Master's Uncle is at the realm of a thirty-grade celestial immortal, he is suffering heavy damage. Now he is only the strength of a thirty-fifth-grade celestial immortal. The disciple dares... Such a celestial immortal with cultivation is not in the eyes of his disciples!"

Wuqi heard this and the fairy of Fengyu trembled with her pair of longevity eyebrows. He suddenly burst out laughing and said, "What a wonderful thing, what a wonderful thing, Fengyu was taught a lesson today!" Amid the crazy laughter, Fengyu Immortal suddenly raised his right palm and slapped Wuqi with one palm. There was no gale wind or thunder, and Immortal Feiyu did not use any magical powers, but simply relied on the strength of the body and slapped Wuqi with a palm.

With a roar, a golden dragon-shaped pattern suddenly flashed on Wuqi's skin. His bones all over his body were as dull as thunder. His height suddenly increased by more than a foot, and his muscles suddenly expanded by more than twice. He used the mental method of the dragon to change to the third change, and his divine power rolled in his body like thunder. He whistled in a low voice and punched the palm of the immortal Feiyu.

With a "bang", there was no slight energy leaking out. Wuqi and Feiyu Immortal head-on and fought hard. Neither side used any magical powers, and it was a completely brute force of physical strength. Wuqi's body trembled, and the Taoist robe on his body suddenly turned into dust and drifted away. Feiyu Immortal had a white face and turned red as blood. His body shook, and then he took a step back uncontrollably, two and three steps.

The originally white and jade-like palm of immortal Feiyu was buried in his palm for more than half an inch, almost piercing through his palm.

Taking a deep breath, the immortal Feiyu said in horror: "The physical cultivation method of the Dragon Clan? Wuqi, you are practicing both life and life? Moreover, the strength of your physical body is comparable to that of the immortal body I have obtained through millions of years of hard cultivation. Even if I only cultivate the soul and do not focus on physical body cultivation, but after so many years of tempering the immortal power, the power of my physical body is enough to bear the tide of the mountains and rivers. Is your physical body actually comparable to that of the immortals?"

Wuqi smiled faintly and did not explain. He had completed the three transformations of the dragon dragon. His physical body was several times stronger than the peak cultivator of the soul who specialized in physical cultivation, and could compete with the 36th-grade celestial immortal who specialized in physical cultivation. Immortal Feiyu focused on the tempering of the immortal soul and the cultivation of Taoist magical powers. Although his immortal body was strong, how could he compare to Wuqi today?

After absorbing so many blood crystals of celestial immortals, Wuqi's current physical strength cannot be calculated based on common sense.

What's more, Wuqi practices innate exercises, and the true energy in his body is composed of innate energy. The innate energy can nourish the foundation and stabilize the origin. The innate Wu earth qi can strengthen the body, the innate green wood spiritual energy can strengthen vitality, the innate Gui water qi can make the body extremely flexible, the innate Bing fire qi can increase the explosive power of the body, and the innate Geng metal qi can enhance the lethality of the body. Wuqi has the innate five elements aura, although it is still the body of a cultivator, it is enough to fight against the immortal body of a celestial immortal.

With one punch, Wuqi shook off the Immortal of Fengyu. Wuqi reached out and patted the Black Dragon Spirit Ring. The soul of the black dragon suddenly flew out and opened his mouth and roared at the Immortal of Fengyu. Wuqi said calmly: "Boy, I'm lucky. This ring contains a soul of the dragon. What you practice is the Dragon Clan Dragon Transformation Sutra!"

Hearing that Wuqi practiced the Dragon Transformation Sutra of the Dragon Clan, which is famous for its physical strength in the Zhoutian world, Xian Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, I'm suffering today by a few incompetent disciples. Hehe, it's embarrassing, there's nothing more shameful than this!"

With a heavy wave of his right hand, the Yuanying of the White-Faced Taoist on the ground shattered. The Fairy of Fetus grabbed the White-Faced Taoist and threw him away thousands of miles away, throwing him out of the mountain gate of Yuanhua Sect. Then the Fairy of Fetus shouted loudly: "Yuan Yu, your disciples are incompetent, let them run rampantly and oppress the new fellow disciples, and punish you for facing the wall in the back mountain for three years as a punishment!"

After a slight pause, the fairy of Feiyu said coldly: "Senior Brother Min, Baique is not suitable for the position of the Master of the Spirit Medicine Palace. Feiyu cannot afford to discipline him, so just ask him to find another talent!"

With a big sleeve, a cloud gushed out from the feet of the immortal Feiyu. He stood up with the cloud head and flew straight towards the "Dazhuo Peak" belonging to the Taoist Daoist!

This is a statement. The fairy of Fengyu gave Taoist Min almost no face. He turned to Taoist Cai. He even went to Dazhuofeng while the iron was hot. This was a naked show of kindness and statement. Punishing his disciples and visiting Taoist Cai proved that the fairy of Fengyu chose to be close to Taoist Cai and gave up Taoist Min's disciples.

Wuqi let out a heavy breath, and there was a loud noise in his bones all over his body, and then he put away the magical power of the Dragon Transformation.

Dozens of spiritual consciousnesses around retreated lightly like swimming fish, only one spiritual consciousness belonging to the Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly expanded in all directions, and then all the sects under the Yuanhua Sect heard the voice of the Yuanhua Ancestor at the same time.

"From today, Wuqi, Zixuan, Xiansheng, and Sicai, the disciples of the Qingmu Peak lineage, will be the first disciples of the fifth generation of Yuanhua Sect and have great power over their sects. All Yuanhua Sect disciples shall not violate them!"

Wuqi's right arm clattered and he slowly stretched out his swollen and sore palms.

He did the right thing by showing his strength appropriately! From now on, Wuqi is the first person below the Yuanhua Sect Tianxian!
Chapter completed!