Chapter 227 Seizing the Mysterious Weapon Leads to Dispute

These young men were able to be used by Zijingyi, and their own strength was not very good. Most of their cultivation was accumulated by resources, but their magic weapons were not bad. Wu Yi even saw a person in red and purple clothes using a mysterious weapon, which was a feather-shaped mysterious weapon.

The mysterious weapon was slashed downward, and a three-foot-long divine bird with five colors flew out, dazzling and sharp. Wu Yi's hard and soft mysterious light was instantly shattered, and the remaining power attacked Wu Yi.

Zijingyi showed an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth. It was immediately possible to see whether Wu Yi was a dragon or a snake. If he couldn't even take the mysterious weapon, it would be basically impossible to get a good ranking in the Nirvana Conference. The Nirvana Conference is not only a comparison of one's own strength, but also a comparison of the forces behind him. There are many people holding mysterious weapons.

The divine bird domineeringly squeezed out other magic weapons and spells, and its sharp beak pecked at Wu Yi's head, rolling up a huge airflow, with great power.

Wu Yi looked up at the flying bird and said disdainfully: "Only the outside is gold and jade." He opened his right palm, and a strong suction force was generated. The bird flapped its wings hard, and the mysterious light formed a cage. In the end, it was restrained by Wu Yi's palm, like a toy in his palm.

Bai Yunxin said in a panic: "Throw it away quickly, the bird will explode." With an anxious look on her face, it can be seen that she is really worried about Wu Yi.

"Too late." The cultivator holding the feather mysterious weapon said coldly. The feather spun, and the divine bird rose from the body of the divine bird and expanded outward. The spectators either retreated or used magic weapons to protect themselves, fearing that the shock wave generated by the explosion of the divine bird would accidentally hurt themselves.

Wu Yi looked at the flames rising from the divine bird, snorted, and closed his palms. The divine bird let out a shrill cry and fluttered in the gradually narrowing space. "Is he crazy?" A young man was dumbfounded and couldn't believe that Wu Yi was so crazy.

"Puff," with a muffled groan, the air exploded, Wu Yi's right hand clenched into a fist, and the divine bird emitted by the mysterious weapon had no effect on him, and was crushed by him alive.

"Is he born from a divine beast? What a powerful physique."

"He must have secretly used a magic weapon, otherwise how could he do it."

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After three breaths, Wu Yi opened his palm, and a wisp of remaining sparks dissipated. The smooth palm did not even show any signs of burning and yellowing, and everyone exclaimed.

In fact, Wu Yi was not completely painless. After all, it was an attack from a mysterious weapon. The flames were indeed powerful and almost burned Wu Yi's epidermis. However, Wu Yi, who had cultivated the "Huanyuan Huanyuan Da Dao Jing" to the second level, had skin as white as jade and was protected by glazed jade light. Although he felt the burning sensation, he persisted.

Of course, the most critical issue is the user's cultivation level. If the effect of the mysterious weapon cannot be brought into play, if the Jindan Zhenren took action, Wu Yi would not be able to pass so easily.

"Impossible." The cultivator holding the mysterious weapon was full of disbelief. Wu Yi's move broke his greatest faith. He activated the mysterious weapon with all his strength, even watering it with blood. A strange blood light appeared on the feathers. A looming bird slowly emerged. It was just a phantom, but it had the power of a golden elixir, like a golden elixir magical power.

Since they attacked, Wu Yi has always been calm and indifferent. This time, seeing the bird appear, he finally sensed the crisis. His face changed slightly, and his right foot stomped on the ground, shooting at the cultivator who used the mysterious weapon like a cannonball.

The cultivator sensed a deep crisis and said in horror: "Stop him." It will take a long time for him to fully use this bird that has used the power of the golden elixir. This period of time is also the weakest time for him.

The magic weapon hit Wu Yi again. Wu Yi blocked it left and right, and activated the blood burning technique. Some magic weapons were directly blown up by him. It was extremely brutal, and the shocked cultivators did not dare to take action easily.

Rumble, heavy punches were thrown, and the bird that had not yet fully exerted its power was directly broken. The unwilling and shrill sound could not stop the defeat, and the spiritual energy was scattered all over the sky. As for the caster, he was directly knocked unconscious. This was the result of Wu Yi's withdrawal at the last moment, otherwise it would not be difficult to directly smash his body into pieces.

The feather with flowing light fell from the sky, and Wu Yi reached out to catch it, but he did not expect that there was a spiritual wisdom in the feather, which tried hard to escape his control, but was stimulated by Wu Yi's surging blood and became much more stable.

However, when Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness was about to enter the mysterious weapon, it was blocked by a restriction. It would take at least several months to grind away this restriction. Wu Yi temporarily gave up the idea of ​​refining this thing.

Zijingyi looked at Wu Yi with interest, her beautiful eyes flickering, and when Wu Yi looked at her, the woman stretched out her bright red and clever tongue tip, moistened her upper and lower lips, and was naturally charming.

Wu Yi showed his might, and the happiest person was Bai Yunxin. She put her hands on her waist and couldn't stop laughing at Zijingyi. She was so unruly that Wu Yi couldn't believe it for a while.

Zijingyi ignored Bai Yunxin and said to Wu Yi with a meaningful smile: "Daoyou is really extraordinary. I look forward to seeing you again." Before leaving, she still gave him the familiar wink.

Zijingyi left, and the large group of teenagers who followed her also left. The teenager who fainted was shaken awake, and looked at Wu Yi gloomily. After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare to take back his Xuanqi, but he would definitely not give up. He would definitely go back to ask the elders for help.

"Slut!" Bai Yunxin said angrily, looking at Bai Yunxin's back.

"Daoyou is going to join my Honghu clan now." Bai Yunxin said confidently.

Wu Yi smiled, neither denying nor confirming, and said: "I will stay here for a few more days."

Bai Yunxin frowned, not understanding the meaning of Wu Yi's words. If you want to, just be willing, if you don't, then don't. What does this mean?

"As a friend, please leave without seeing me off." Wu Yi issued an order to expel the guest.

Bai Yunxin was about to ask, but was abruptly interrupted by Wu Yi, so he had to bow and said: "I hope fellow Taoist can make the right decision."

Wu Yi really wanted to join the Honghu tribe's camp, for no other reason than because the Honghu tribe was the weakest, so the price offered by the Honghu tribe was also the highest. As for the possibility of attracting the hatred of other Phoenix tribes, someone from the same family How could Wu Yi care?

After the matter was over, Wu Yi returned to the room and saw Li Gu's worried eyes. As soon as he saw Wu Yi, he said: "Junior brother, it's too much. It's good to win. Why take someone's magic weapon?"

Wu Yi understood that he was referring to the fact that he took the feather mysterious weapon, which might attract the Demon King, which would be another troublesome matter.

But without this demon king, how could Wu Yi increase his worth? It's time to reveal your identity.

To the north of Fenglai City, there is a large sycamore forest, where many birds live. On the tallest red sycamore tree in the south, there are several abyss-like auras, and few creatures within a hundred feet dare to approach.

At this time, a monk in red purple robes hesitated for a long time while looking at the sycamore trees towering into the clouds, with a face full of shame and anger. It was the monk who had the mysterious weapon taken away by Wu Yi.

He is from the Chifeng Clan, and like Bai Yunxin, he is also the son of the clan leader. He is called Zhu Ming. However, he is not particularly outstanding among the descendants. However, his mother is from the Yuhuo Clan and has a very high status. At least he got a mysterious weapon. Relying on the power of the mysterious weapon, he also achieved such a great reputation, but he didn't expect that someone would take the mysterious weapon away this time and become a joke.

The monk made up his mind and took his own steps forward. A red-browed eagle that had been observing him for a long time fell from the sycamore tree. Its sharp eyes made Zhu Ming panic in his heart. The eagle that had been fighting for a long time in life and death was not what Zhu Ming could do. Those who resisted gave a big salute and said: "Elder Ying, I..."

Zhu Ming was told all about Wu Yi's seizure of the mysterious weapon. A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of Ying Falcon, who was called Elder Ying. However, Wu Yi's robbery of the mysterious weapon was a slap in the face of the entire Red Phoenix clan. It was hard to ignore it and get out of the way. Come and let Zhu Ming pay homage to his father.

As the Nirvana Conference approaches, many demon kings in Fengchi Forest gather in Fenglai City, otherwise they would have to fly hundreds or thousands of miles to find them.

Zhu Ming was extremely grateful and did not care about being despised by the falcon. If he did not resolve the matter, his honorable position might be deprived of him. The most important thing at this time was to ask for his father's forgiveness and hurriedly flew up to the sycamore tree. Entered the tree hole inside.

A quarter of an hour later, a heavy voice came from the sycamore tree, "What, the mysterious weapon has been taken away, you evil son." There was uncontrollable anger in the voice.

Zhu Ming knelt down, kowtowed to the ground, and his whole body was trembling. He did not dare to look at the majestic face of the person sitting on it, let alone say a word to defend him.

"Bastard." The owner of the voice seemed not to give up. A turbulent spiritual light hit Zhu Ming. Zhu Ming hit the edge of the tree hole directly, shaking the tree hole. It was obvious that the attack was heavy. Zhu Ming slowly He slipped down, vomited a mouthful of blood in his mouth, his hair fell loose, and he still lay prone on the ground, holding back and not daring to speak.

"Brother, the mysterious weapon has been taken away by an outsider. It's useless even if you kill him now. You'd better get it back as soon as possible." The person sitting on the right curled his lips and said.

This person is Zhu Yi, whose cultivation is in the middle stage of Jindan. How could he not see that the clan leader seemed to be very aggressive, but Zhu Ming's bruises and bruises were just for them to show him, so as not to end up with the reputation of being a bad teacher.

"What do third brothers think we should do?" Zhu Tian, ​​the leader of the Red Phoenix Clan, looked at the person who spoke, his anger still lingering.

"Being able to seize the clan treasure of our Red Phoenix clan and dare to seize the clan treasure of our Scarlet Phoenix clan, I guess you are not an unknown person. We still have to be prepared to barter." Zhu Yi opened his mouth and said, obviously intending to let Zhu God gave this treasure.

"What the third brother said is that it is up to the third brother to come forward and take back the clan treasure." Zhu Tian threw the ball back to Zhu Yi. If Zhu Yi consumes too many resources, it will definitely leave a bad reputation for wasting clan treasures.

Zhu Yi's pupils opened, but he didn't expect the clan leader to be so cunning. Now he was put on fire. No matter what outcome he negotiated in the end, the clan leader could accuse him of wasting clan property.

He was about to refuse, but Leng Buding saw Zhu Tian's cold eyes looking at him. He swallowed the words of refusal as soon as they came to his lips, and helplessly cupped his hands and said, "Yes." In his heart, Zhu Tian was scolded bloody. .

"However, nephew Ming still wants to go with me." Zhu Yi pointed to Zhu Ming on the ground and said.

Zhu Tian hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

On the other side, Bai Yunxin also told his brother Bai Yunqi about his doubts. Bai Yunqi looked at his sister's anxious eyes, barely showed a smile on his face that had not changed in a thousand years, and comforted his sister: "He agreed. "

"Oh yeah." Bai Yunxin was as happy as a little girl, no, she was just a little girl.

After talking with her sister for a while, Bai Yunxin went to a sycamore tree in the center, preparing to meet her father.

Wu Yi felt that Bai Yunxin's status was too low, so he wanted someone from the Honghu tribe to come from a higher level to invite him. Judging from his performance today, he also had the qualifications.