Chapter Seventy-Seven: Spiritual Weapons

Three days have passed, and the Zi family has searched the town three times inside and outside without finding any clues, and the life and death of Zilan, the eldest lady of the Zi family, has also become a suspense.

After wasting a lot of manpower and material resources, the three elders of the Purple Family decided not to search anymore and all returned to Purple Forest City. The Zi family is gone, but people who are slightly well-informed still come to the town intermittently to look for clues.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed, and Huang Wuji stayed in the cellar for a full seventeen days, and the depleted spiritual power in his body slowly recovered from the thin aura in the middle earth and the help of the blue sky in his body.

His head gradually became a little conscious, and by the time Huang Wuji came to his senses, it was already the twentieth day. After waking up, Huang Wuji only felt that it was pitch black the moment he opened his eyes, and a fishy smell of earth instantly penetrated into his nose and mouth.

At this time, Huang Wuji remembered where he was, and his left hand clenched his fist to concentrate his spiritual power, hitting the soil covering his body, and with a muffled sound, a pillar of earth splashed up, and a figure jumped out of it, the black cellar could not block his gaze, but it was so thin that there was almost no air, so that he saw the moment the cellar door was seen.

Roaring, his hands seemed to glow with metal, his legs flicked hard, and the door of the cellar was smashed with a bang, and some people who were investigating the situation in the town turned their heads to look in the direction of the cellar, only to see a figure rushing out.

These people are all the people who have been lined up here by the major forces of the Great Sui to find clues, and when they saw Huang Wuji suddenly appear, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they rushed towards him like crazy.

Huang Wuji soared into the sky, and saw more than a dozen people surrounding him in mid-air, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he said in his mouth: "Look for death!"

Although Huang Wuji didn't know the intentions of these people, seeing the expressions on their faces, he couldn't guess anything.

"Boy, where are you from!" One person ran the fastest, and he could catch Huang Wuji by a distance of one meter. Huang Wuji didn't speak, and his mutton fat white jade-like palm seemed to pass through the void space, accurately grabbing the other party's head without anyone responding.

"Where I'm from, are you qualified to know!" Huang Wuji's eyes narrowed, and with a force of his palm, the entire head of the person who came burst open, and blood was scattered all around.

The moment the blood and brains touched Huang Wuji's body, a thin layer of golden energy accompanied by a fluttering red light bounced away all the debris.

Someone died, and more than a dozen people who rushed over could see it clearly, and they didn't want to turn around and flee, Huang Wuji could easily kill one person, and so could others.

These people can be sent out, and their cultivation may not be very strong, but their skills are absolutely agile, and they scatter like rabbits one by one.

"Did you run away, give me all back!" Huang Wuji roared, and the spiritual power that erupted from his body turned into a dozen big hands and grabbed towards the scattered crowd.

"Bang bang bang?????? More than a dozen people were grabbed in their hands one by one by the palms composed of Huang Wuji's spiritual power, and they were lifted back by their necks.

Looking at the spies who were so depressed that they almost died, Huang Wuji secretly shook his head, what kind of climate can a subordinate with such quality become.

"Who are you and why are you here!" Huang Wuji asked with indifferent eyes as he looked at the dozen spies who were lifted in the palm of his hand.

More than a dozen spies said that they were all dead anyway, and it was better to make a name for themselves than to die after saying that.

"You really want to die!" "What kind of person is Huang Wuji, the emperor's mental technique can almost be said to be played to the extreme, and what more than a dozen spies are thinking in their hearts, they will not know there.

"What do you mean!" one of the spies couldn't help but look at Huang Wuji, after all, they were not dead soldiers, but also had joys and sorrows.

"It seems that there is an interesting one, as long as your answer satisfies me, I can consider letting you go!" Huang Wuji made a promise, and with the previous strength, more than a dozen spies were a little convinced.

"We said, you really let us go!" asked a dozen spies in unison.

"Yes, if I am satisfied, I can let you go!" Huang Wuji squinted his eyes and laughed, his gentle attitude made a dozen spies like a spring breeze, and they couldn't help but believe his words.

"I'm from the Bai family in Bai Yuan City, I'm from the Huo family in Fire Feather City?????? "A dozen spies couldn't stand the temptation of survival, and 1510 confessed their origins.

Hearing the origin of more than a dozen spies, Huang Wuji was a little puzzled, thought about it for a while, and made sure that he had not been to these places, nor had he offended these people, why did he come to investigate himself.

"Why are you coming back here!" Huang Wuji's tone at this time was unusually soft, and he didn't look like he was killing people at all.

"Ah, we don't know about this, it's just that a week ago we got information that the Purple Family Brigade of Zilin City came here to look for something, some people said they were looking for treasures, some people said they were looking for treasures, anyway, there are people who say anything, and we are also sent out by various families to see what is so strange here!".

The words of a dozen spies are much the same, basically the same situation, as if they have crossed the caliber.

Huang Wuji touched his chin, he couldn't imagine what a big reaction the battle had caused that day, it seemed that the Great Sui couldn't stay for a long time, and he must leave the territory of the Great Sui as soon as possible.

"Wait, you said that the Zi family came here a week ago, so did anyone else come before!" Huang Wuji's mind flashed with inspiration, according to the previous postponement, it shouldn't be only a week.

In the end, Huang Wuji also became the existence of the pinnacle of Tianzun, and he still had a certain understanding of the aura of Middle Earth, the spiritual power in his body was more than ten times that of the ordinary Red Pill Realm, and it was impossible to recover it within a week, and it was impossible to count the purification in the Qingkong Spiritual Qi for thousands of years.

According to Huang Wuji's inference, it would take at least ten days to live for more than fifteen days.

"We don't know about this, we also came here after the Zi family left, and we don't know the previous situation!" replied a dozen spies.

Huang Wuji couldn't get the information he wanted from the mouths of more than a dozen spies, and he thought of the huge spiritual power before he was about to fall unconscious, and he had a trace of thought in his heart.

"Let's go!" Huang Wu waved his hand to a dozen spies. The big hand that grabbed them with spiritual power also put them down, and more than a dozen spies looked like they were living after the catastrophe, and they didn't look at Huang Wuji and ran away.

Just when a dozen spies ran for almost a hundred meters, a dozen stones swished through their hearts, and more than a dozen spies turned to look at Huang Wuji standing there in disbelief, and said intermittently: "Didn't you promise not to kill us!"

Huang Wuji smiled, his smile was very cold, as cold as an emperor, looking at the dozen or so spies who were twitching and struggling to crawl forward, and said: "I said that I let you go, and I didn't say that I wouldn't kill you, didn't I let you go just now!"

"You!" more than a dozen spies raised their right hand and pointed at Huang Wuji, and countless resentment and curses flashed in their eyes and said: "You must die well, there will be no good end in the future, we are waiting for you in hell!"

"It's not a pity to die, you dare to threaten this emperor!" Huang Wuji watched as more than a dozen spies could still speak without dying, and the stones in the dust shot through their heads again, and the blood in their hearts and brains formed a small stream, dyeing the surrounding mud red.

"I can't die well, I am the master of Qiankun, anyone has only one way to die in front of me, and if you want me to die, it's really ridiculous and generous!" Huang Wuji glanced at the dozen corpses on the ground with disdain, and turned around and walked in one direction of the town.

Huang Wuji searched the town inside and out again, once again making sure that there were no clues, and instantly saw if anyone was secretly hiding aside and saw the scene just now.

There was no one else in the town except for the dozen or so spies just now. Just killed a dozen people, so that Huang Wuji's mood is also much better, he was troubled twice in a row, he used all his strength, and finally was forced into the dirt to escape, as the overlord of Middle-earth, what a grievance, even if the spiritual power was exhausted at that time, it was also a shame in the eyes of the emperor's will.

Huang Wuji looked at the direction, recalled the direction when he entered the town, and compared the position of the sun at this time, he knew the direction he was going. Huang Wuji quickly walked out of the town, discerning the direction and moving forward from the small road, trying to avoid the crowds on the main road.

Although Huang Wuji doesn't know what the gaffe has become, being careful is his criterion for life. It's said that Huang Wuji is walking on the small road, but he is running in the small path of the main road, and occasionally he will see people like him, but compared to Huang Wuji, the other party is obviously not a good person.

Middle-earth is not big but not small, and the distance between the cities of the Great Sui is generally more than five days. Huang Wuji's footsteps were not slow, and on the third day, there were more and more traveler caravans on the main road.

Huang Wuji knew that the next city was about to arrive, and according to the news he had heard from the coachman's mouth before, it should be Bai Yuan City, which was also the closest city to the town.

Thinking of this, Huang Wuji suddenly thought that one of the dozen or so spies he had killed was someone from the Bai family in Bai Yuan City. As for the name of the Bai family, Huang Wuji has never heard of it, and the future generations probably belong to the kind of obscurity, or the existence of the exterminated clan, and there is no value in remembering.

It's a pity that Huang Wuji doesn't have a Great Sui Road, and it is even more difficult to enter the city. Looking at the tall walls of Bai Yuan City from afar, Huang Wuji could only take a detour.

The location of the White Cloud Fortress is in the north, as long as you keep moving in this direction. In addition, there is a direct road from Baiyuan City to Baiyun Fortress, as long as you follow the caravan, there is basically no possibility of getting lost.

Under the sneaking day and day, Huang Wuji got closer and closer to the Baiyun Fortress, and Zilin City was the last city to reach the Baiyun Fortress, and it was also the base camp of the Zi family.

When he arrived here, Huang Wuji became cautious, the Zi family, as the internal response of the alien celestial clan, did not know if there was any secret method that could sense him. Huang Wuji tried his best to condense his aura into his body, and looked at Zilin City with his Qi Prospect Technique.

I saw a red pillar of luck like black rising to the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, stirring up the surrounding wind and clouds. The crimson pillar of luck disappeared in an instant, and Huang Wuji was secretly shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the Zi family in Zilin City had nearly 100,000 years of luck protection, and if he wanted to destroy the Zi family, it would not be possible to do it for a while.

The Zi family is guarded by such a lucky thing, no wonder it has been extremely prosperous for thousands of years, and at the same time, its power has been expanding, and it has gradually gained the ability to influence the situation in the Great Sui.

The extreme of red luck, Huang Wuji is very greedy, but this luck thing is not easy to take, and if you are not careful, you may be trapped in it. What's more, Huang Wuji was not sure not to alarm the people of the Zi family to steal his luck.

Items with red luck basically have spiritual intelligence, which is not comparable to ordinary millennium and 10,000 years, and such items are generally called "spiritual weapons".

(End of chapter)