Chapter 785: Great Disaster: Changing the Sky (1)
Yinyuan was not a diligent person.
He ate, drank, and had fun in the city every day. The only practice he did every day was to get up early and do a set of health-preserving boxing in the courtyard - yes, even though he had achieved the cultivation level of a true immortal, Yin Yuan still kept the habit of keeping to a regular schedule like an ordinary person.
A set of health-preserving boxing for a quarter of an hour is Yinyuan’s only daily practice.
After practicing health-preserving boxing, it’s time to eat and drink.
He ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, drank fine wine, and elixirs made from various magical herbs and herbs, all mixed in with the delicacies and delicacies. Therefore, although he did not practice much, Yin Yuan's cultivation level improved very quickly.
Who made him have a sworn brother who was generous and good at making money, and an old eunuch who was ruthless and loyal to him?
As for Bai Yuan, she spends her days eating, drinking, having fun, indulging in wine, women, money and power. She doesn't even have a set of health-preserving boxing skills.
Eat, drink, play and have fun, parading through the streets with a large group of guards and maids, going in and out of various shops of all sizes, spending as much as possible of countless high-quality and top-quality fairy crystals every day to purchase all kinds of useful and useless, but definitely beautiful and fun things from various shops in the Ninth City of Zhenzi. This is her daily routine.
She is really not a qualified monk!
But as the launching hub of the "Great Law of Disaster", the white turtle is blessed.
All disasters were caused by her, all fortunes and misfortunes were caused by her, all the living beings that were caught in this vortex, the fate and luck scattered among those unlucky Liangyi Heaven cultivators, big and small families, and big and small sects, as well as the inexplicable cultivation that was exchanged for them, all gathered together and sent out with the white turtle as the core and hub.
Therefore, he had never practiced diligently and had endured countless tortures and hardships. Unknowingly, the white turtle's cultivation had improved to an extremely terrifying level.
Hundreds of thousands of sword-cultivating disciples carefully trained by the White Emperor joined forces to strike, and this strike even had a hint of Buddha's power. However, the sword lights in the sky were broken one after another, and were smashed to pieces by the hysterical White Turtle's furious blow.
Countless black sword lights and sword auras fell, and large numbers of sword-cultivating disciples fell silently on the spot.
Their bodies were cut in half, their souls were destroyed, and some were even turned into bloody mist by the terrifying sword energy.
After the attack, out of hundreds of thousands of sword-cultivating disciples, only less than 40% survived. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and a large area of the ground was dyed blood-red by the slowly falling blood mist.
Bai Yuan looked at the blood dripping below in horror. She suddenly lowered her head and looked at her hands.
She turned around blankly and glanced at Yin Yuan: "Husband, how come I have become so powerful?"
Yin Yuan also widened his eyes and looked at Bai Yuan in disbelief - Bai Yuan spent her entire day eating, drinking, and having fun, waiting to die, so how could she possibly kill hundreds of thousands of people with one strike?
These hundreds of thousands of people stood shoulder to shoulder, stretching for dozens of miles, as dark as a swarm of locusts... How could she kill so many with just one easy strike?
After a moment of silence, Yin Yuan said solemnly: "Xiao Bai, be careful of them, they are trying to scam us... Do you still remember what Brother Fahai told us about scamming us? These guys have such vicious intentions, they are actually using their own lives to scam us!"
Bai Yuan looked at Yin Yuan in horror: "How could they be so cruel? They are willing to put the blame on us even if it means risking their own lives? Haha, what grudges and hatreds do we have? It's simply... yes, yes..."
Bai Yuan forgot the lyrics .
Yu Changle was a very qualified "old loyal dog". Seeing Bai Yuan's appearance, he hurriedly reminded him: "My queen, this is intolerable... These villains are willing to sacrifice their own lives to swindle us. They are simply evil!"
The white turtle is so smart.
In the ninth city of Zhenzi, Lu Yi had accused people who had provoked them of being "evil heretics" or "colluding with evil heretics" many times, making them look very pitiful. When Yu Changle mentioned this, Bai Yuan reacted.
"That's right. If you don't take other people's lives seriously, at most you are a bit cruel and ruthless... But if you don't take your own life seriously... this is definitely evil and unorthodox."
Bai Yuan laughed and pointed at the sword-cultivating disciples who had re-formed their formation. "Come here, capture them alive and torture them severely. Find out their origins and their backers. Find out who they are and what they want to do!"
He clenched his fists so hard that his joints made cracking sounds.
Bai Yuan decided that she couldn't let these guys die easily - she was not a very smart person, but she roughly understood that these sword-cultivating disciples, like the previous two waves, were probably sent to die!
But she will never feel merciful!
At Bai Yuan's command, in the City Lord's Mansion, a large group of Taoist monks with a faint Buddha light on their bodies, led by Ah Hu, formed a large Vajra Buddha formation and slowly emerged. The heavy golden Buddha light was overwhelming, instantly covering the entire Ninth City of Zhenzi. The rich Buddhist rhyme filled the void, trying its best to repel all other Taoist rhymes and inspirations.
Ah Hu bared his chest, revealing his pure golden skin.
He tightly grasped the demon-subduing pestle burning with red flames and strode towards the dozens of Baidi's disciples: "Hey, just surrender, or you will suffer more!"
Those sword-cultivating disciples were all silent, staring at Ah Hu fiercely.
Logically, after such a terrible attack from the white turtle, they should have been a little hesitant, wavering, frightened, and shrinking back. However, driven by an inexplicable force, these sword-cultivating disciples seemed to have completely forgotten the terrible blood mist that had just filled the sky. They stared at Ah Hu as if they had seen their mortal enemy who had killed their father.
"Kill!" Jian San waved his hand, and a clear sword light silently pierced Ah Hu's chest.
With a ding sound, a delicate flying sword splashed sparks on Ah Hu's chest. Ah Hu's chest was completely intact, without even a white mark, while the tip of the flying sword directly created a small gap.
"You asked for this!"
Ah Hu looked down at the small flying sword that was stuck to his chest and was spinning rapidly like an electric drill, trying madly to pierce his chest. He shook his head, and his chest muscles tensed, shattering the flying sword into pieces with a "crack".
When Jian Da spat out mouthfuls of blood, Ah Hu took a deep breath, his chest swelled high, and the next moment, the Buddhist lion roar magical power turned into a golden torrent that surged out and instantly swept away the tens of thousands of sword disciples remaining in front of him.
With just a loud roar, tens of thousands of sword lights shattered, and these sword-cultivating disciples gushed blood from all their seven orifices, and fainted and fell to the ground!
