Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Fourth Gods Raid
Chapter 554: Gods' Raid
When Zhongning City was destroyed, seven figures were floating above Zhongning City, looking curiously at the scene of the complete destruction of Zhongning City led by Fusang Ye. The seven people were surrounded by blue, white and black winds. Six of them were hazy and like shadows. Only one old man with white beard condensed, which was no different from the physical body of an ordinary person.
The white-bearded old man looked down at Zhongning City, shook his head with a hint of sarcasm and sighed: "The human race today is worse than the other generation. In ancient times, the human race supported each other and struggled to survive on the Pangu continent. The human race was like an iron plate. Even if we were the gods, we suffered a great pain at the hands of the human race at that time and were almost exterminated. When did the human race start to kill each other? "
He pointed at Feng Lingling, who was standing on the ruins of the Zhoumu Mansion, and the old man with white beard sighed: "This Zhongzhou Mu is also a master of the Golden Immortal level. In ancient times, such a human master could only die in a war with foreign races. How could his own tribe attack him?"
The white-bearded old man who was shaking his head and sighing suddenly changed his face. At this time, dark clouds from all directions gathered towards the sky above Zhongning City. The huge palm pressed down lightly, and grabbed Feng Lingling and others and left. King Zhangqiu used his sword to attack the big hand that gathered in the dark clouds, trying to intercept Feng Lingling and others, but was seriously injured and vomited blood by the sudden palm behind him.
"This is!" The face of the white-bearded old man suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect that Feng Lingling would have such a backer? It's a pity, it's a pity that I can't see the wonderful scene of human race killing each other!"
The six hazy figures behind the old man swung at the same time, and their vague words came from the whistling wind. The old man listened to their voices with his ears, shook his head and sighed, "Yes, I have to do serious things quickly. Since Feng Lingling is not dead, there is nothing good about the rest of the battle for power and profit."
After carefully sniffing, the old man took out a green wooden board and rubbed it carefully for a while. A lush wind spurted out from the board, and a faint red fire light appeared on it. The old man gritted his teeth and muttered: "Wind wolf and fire tiger are all gods produced by heaven and earth, and they are gods with excellent natural talents. If they grow up and have the potential to break through to ancient gods, no matter who kills them, they must crush the bones and throw them into ashes."
A trace of red light on the wooden board was swaying and was slowly moving on the wooden board.
The old man with white beard snorted coldly, and he nodded and smiled, "Fenglang died so much that he was scattered, and there was no residue left at all. That's fine. But the Fire Tiger still had some energy left in the world. I guess it was the one who killed them, and before he could even take away all the power of the Fire Tiger?"
He suddenly pointed forward, and the old man with white beard shouted in a deep voice: "That man is not far away. Children, chase after him and kill him!"
Wuqi set up the escape light and was flying quickly towards He'ancheng. While flying, he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him and continuously replenished the chaotic energy consumed in his body. The Seven Profound Spiritual Ascension Art is infinitely mysterious. All spiritual energy, foul air, etc. in the world can be refined into chaotic energy. Therefore, Wuqi's magic power consumption is countless times faster than that of ordinary immortal cultivators. In just a quarter of an hour, his magic power has been completely replenished.
After weighing the countless treasures in his sleeves, Wuqi couldn't help but smile. As long as he returned to He'an City, he brought hundreds of disciples from the Stealing Heaven and Change Ri Sect to Anyi County and opened an immortal palace in the nameless mountains. These treasures could make the disciples of the Stealing Heaven and Change Ri Sect usher in a peak of rapid development. When the disciples became stronger, they would expand the mountain gate and recruit more disciples. Even Wuqi pressed the foundation of the Stealing Heaven and Change Ri Sect in Zhongzhou.
Just as I was thinking of the proud part, a whistling wind suddenly came from behind my head.
Wuqi's body shook, and his good body suddenly turned into a ball of demonic energy scattered. The evil wind whistled past his atomized body, and a blue wind blew out dozens of miles away. Wherever the wind scattered, the earth cracked and the stones shattered. There happened to be a human village, hundreds of houses, and thousands of mortals were blown by the blue wind. Everything suddenly exploded into countless powders and scattered by the strong green wind.
Wherever the wind passes, everything is powdered. The destroyed flowers, plants and trees, the vitality in the bodies of mortal animals was pulled out by the strong green wind, turning into a long wind emitting faint rays, whistling and blowing back.
The black demonic energy suddenly subsided, and Wuqi gathered again. He looked over the long wind that was blowing back. A young man with a hazy figure could be seen vaguely as he looked at Wuqi with a grim smile, opening his mouth to swallow the angular light containing countless flowers, plants, trees and thousands of mortal animals into his mouth.
A strong light flashed through the young man's body, and his body suddenly became much clearer.
Wuqi said angrily: "Who are you and why did you suddenly kill someone behind your back?"
The wind was loud, and five other wind shadows came, and together with the young man at the beginning, they surrounded Wuqi firmly. The six people looked at Wuqi and laughed in unison, and no one answered Wuqi's questions. They tilted their heads and looked at Wuqi leisurely, just like a group of powerful lions looking at their prey.
Wuqi looked at them unhappily, and his face suddenly became gloomy. He said lightly: "If nothing happens, then I will leave first."
With a flash of body, Wuqi suddenly turned into a black light and flew into the distance. He did not choose the direction of Ancheng, but chose a random direction to fly out. However, as soon as his escape light started, six strong winds flew tightly with the harsh roar of wind. The terrifying wind power of the six strong winds entangled together and turned into an invisible vortex to absorb Wuqi's body. His escape light was getting slower and slower, and gradually it was about the same as that of ordinary people walking on the ground.
In the 'huh' wind, the air within a radius of thousands of miles was stirred, turning into a six-colored strong wind that kept spinning wildly with Wuqi and others as the core. Gradually, the six-colored strong winds of blue, red, white, black, green, and blue covered everything, condensed like a substance and tearing the ground, tearing open countless deep and shallow cracks on the ground. The towns and villages within thousands of miles were in great danger, countless houses were blown away, and countless mortals and animals were screaming and being swept into the air by the strong wind.
For a moment, the sky was filled with broken house materials and mortals, animals, etc., flying and rolling in the strong wind. The terrible wind crushed everything in the wind. A large amount of blood was constantly oozing out from the skin of the humans in the wind. All blood and energy were compressed by the strong wind, and slowly injected into the bodies of six young people along the flow of the wind. Their bodies were replenished by the blood and essence, and gradually became clear and condensed.
Wuqi felt heavy in his body, as if countless pythons were entangled in his body, making it difficult for him to move. The power of the earth's center of magnetic force beating wildly beating around him, constantly making loud "buzzing" sounds. The powerful force dragged him to continue flying forward, but the body was trapped by the six-colored wind, and the power of the earth's center of magnetic force was also offset, and Wuqi gradually stopped in the air.
"Damn it!" Wu Qi's eyes whirled, and he suddenly understood where these people came from!
These six young people are all gods born from heaven and earth, and are the power of the laws of heaven and earth. They merge with the huge power of heaven and earth in some Fengshui spiritual caves between heaven and earth. These days he has really provoked these people, Fenglang and Fire Tiger, two newly born gods, weren’t they swallowed by him and Ao Buzun?
Everything about Fenglang has been wiped out by Wuqi, and all the power has become Wuqi's power. But Ao Buzun devoured Fire Tiger and is still continuing to digest and absorb his power. The Fire Tiger has not completely disappeared from heaven and earth, so the great masters can find Ao Buzun through the breath left in the world of Fire Tiger - naturally they found Wuqi's head.
After figuring out the key, Wuqi said nothing, and suddenly bounced his fingers, and a large black streamer flew out from his fingertips. The black streamer condensed into six ancient runes the size of rice buckets, hitting the six young people heavily. Wuqi shouted: "Explode!"
He heard six loud noises, and six young people laughing wildly caught off guard, and were hit by the ancient runes that Wuqi shot out. Their limbs were blown to pieces, and the already formed vortex wind suddenly disintegrated. Wuqi's body lightened, and he suddenly turned into a black stream of light and circled around the six young people who were blown to pieces and flew away quickly.
"You guys came here by yourself!"
The chaotic aura in his body suddenly turned into an extremely huge vortex. Wuqi used the secret technique of the Seven Profound Spirit Ascension Art, opened his mouth and swallowed and sucked it at the six young men. Now his merits are greatly improved, the magic power of the 27th grade celestial immortal, the body of the 27th grade celestial immortal, and the Dragon Transformation Sutra, which is equivalent to the physical strength of the 27th grade celestial dragon, the combined power is really scary.
With a loud "boom", a chaotic black hole the size of a water tank suddenly appeared beside Wuqi's mouth. A terrible suction force came from the black hole. Two young people were blown away by Wuqi's ancient runes and their limbs were broken. Before they could condense their bodies again, Wuqi swallowed them into their stomachs in one mouthful. Infinite chaotic aura swarmed up and instantly invaded their dispersed bodies, trapping a real spirit in their bodies.
As the chaotic energy rolled up, Wuqi used the blood of the strong wind to display the power of controlling the wind, easily wiped out the true spirits of the two young men and spread all their power into his body. Wuqi suddenly let out a cheerful roar, and his long hair was raised straight to the sky behind his head, and strange lights flashed in his eyes, and a huge breath continued to spread from his body.
With the supplement of the laws of the heavenly laws of the two wind gods, and with the powerful strength of the twenty-eighth-grade immortals, Wuqi was supplemented by their strength, and his cultivation, which was originally trapped at the 27th-grade bottleneck and could not move forward, suddenly increased to a line. It was this line of growth that caused his bottleneck to shatter, and the energy in his body rolled up like a huge wave of the Yangtze River.
With a crazy laugh, Wuqi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The gods of the wind? Aren't you sending meat to your door?"
With strong wind blood, Wuqi may be afraid of other gods, but the wind god really shouldn't come to him!
Before the other four young men could come back to their senses, Wuqi laughed wildly, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed them all into his stomach.
The terrifying roar of wind blew down from the sky, and a voice that was so annoyed and frustrated that it was heard:
Chapter completed!