Great God King/C145 Chasing the Wind
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C145 Chasing the Wind

Lil 'White rolled on the ground like it was playing. Then, it jumped back into Wang Baoyu's embrace.

The spiritual energy had completely vanished, leaving everyone stunned. Wang Baoyu laughed heartily, but he didn't explain. He led the group of people, striding forward in large strides towards the Huang Ming Sect.

The rays of the setting sun illuminated the desolate land. Just as the commoners who lived in the surroundings wanted to hide in their tents to rest, they suddenly saw a black shadow dashing towards them.

When they saw that the invading army had two great Aurous Core stage cultivators, and all that were left were Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, the citizens immediately scattered in fear, not even needing their tents anymore.

Wang Baoyu naturally ignored these low-level cultivators, leading his group to the foot of the mountain where the Yellow Ming Gate was located. The brave warriors immediately lined up in formation.

Following Wang Baoyu's instructions, Li Kui waved the command flag in his hand, and the cultivators raised their hands in unison, as hundreds of giant fireballs appeared in front of them.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The huge explosion shook the earth. The originally loose and mottled wall was instantly turned to powder and scattered in the air.

After the dust had settled, Mo Nian led a few dozen Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, their heads covered in dust and their faces covered in dirt, revealing their figures. Other than shock and fear, they never would have thought that a godly weapon would descend from the sky.

Mo Nian was in his fifties, not very tall. He was dressed in black and had a black whip in his hand. He ran out too quickly and did not even have any shoes on his feet.

"Mo Nian, I'll give you a chance. Discard your own cultivation, and you can live." Wang Baoyu coldly said.

"If you cripple your own cultivation base, you might as well die!" Of course Mo Nian wouldn't accept it.

"Then die!" Wang Baoyu waved back, and Shen Wanfang immediately drew his Gold Shooting Bow.

The Soulshake Arrow whistled through the air. Mo Nian did not hesitate as he jumped up and waved the black whip in his hand. With a shake, the Soulshake Arrow was swept away by a gush of black gas.

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning instantly shot forth, but it was already too late for Mo Nian to return the whip. He could only madly fly into the air, barely dodging the attack.

However, Yang Yuan had long jumped to a higher place. He pointed the Divine Stab in his hand forward, and a faint aura appeared in front of Mo Nian.

Aiya!

Mo Nian felt a headache as he uncontrollably fell down!

Before Mo Nian could land on the ground, Shen Wanfang's Soulshake Arrow was shot out once again. He tried his best to dodge to the side, but his left arm just happened to be hit by the arrow.

Mo Nian screamed miserably, but it was too late to regret it now. Wang Baoyu's lightning bolt struck his shoulder, tearing off a large chunk of flesh.

"You all … "Ahhh!"

Before Mo Nian could finish his last sentence, he was struck in the chest by another Soulshake Arrow. A bloody hole appeared and he fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

The Sect Leader was surrounded and killed just like that!

The cultivators of the Yellow Ming Sect were sweating profusely from fright. They did not dare to flee, nor did they dare to resist!

"Don't want to die, surrender is your only choice." Wang Baoyu's ice-cold voice contained a power and majesty that couldn't be defied.

Of course, no one wanted to die, not to mention that it was the Sect Leader's idea to not surrender previously. The cultivators all threw away their weapons and knelt down orderly.

"Who has the highest cultivation base here?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"It's me!" An old man slowly walked out, but his cultivation was only at the mid Foundation Establishment stage.

"What's your name?"

"Roth!"

"If your cultivation base is too low, you can take over the position as the hall master of the Seaside Gate in Yellowdust Island and take charge of the cultivators here." Wang Baoyu said.

"Yes, sir!"

As Wang Baoyu looked at these thin and ragged cultivators, he couldn't bear it any longer. He took out some spirit stones and had Roeslim take charge of distributing them. These cultivators were naturally overjoyed. Who would care about the Sect Leader's life?

Wang Baoyu had given Li Kui his whip as a weapon, and Li Kui was unable to contain his joy. He repeatedly thanked Mo Nian for his kindness, stepped forward, and threw out a fireball, burning Mo Nian to death.

The cultivators voluntarily let go of the houses and moved into the tents outside. Wang Baoyu walked into the dilapidated room, clearly not knowing how to manage it.

He really didn't know how such a person had gotten the favor of Zhen Xinghai and even cultivated to the Aurous Core stage.

After instructing people to clean up the house, Wang Baoyu stayed there. Little White found the place where the Spirit Stones were hidden, which was located under a stone slab at the corner of the wall.

After opening it, there were only dozens of mid-grade spirit stones carefully wrapped around by layers upon layers of spirit stones. For the Sect Leader to do this, it could be seen how short of a living the cultivators here had.

After collecting the spirit stones, Wang Baoyu found a book, picked it up, and flipped through it. With a disdainful smile, he tore it into pieces.

This was a book about how male cultivators use female cultivators to increase their cultivation. The way they cultivate it could be said to be unconventional, but it was also very despicable.

Wang Baoyu felt that this book was more like a forgery out of thin air than an ancient book. It must have lied to Zhen Xinghai, obtained a large amount of spiritual stones, and then broken into the Aurous Core stage.

While Zhen Xinghai was bewitched by this, in order to increase his cultivation, he continued to marry concubines. Unfortunately, his life could not be saved by those perverted methods.

This was the difference between a troubled brother and a dog friend. The former had two ribs, while the latter had a knife in his back.

After staying for the night, Wang Baoyu was in no hurry to leave. He still had more plans. Ye Zichen carried Lil 'White and walked out, but the sound of the wind outside the house was still as before.

"Lil 'White, don't you think this wind is weird? It has no beginning or end!"

"It's not impossible for us to be without any clues. It's just that we didn't search carefully." Lil 'White said.

"Let's try it again and see if we can find out where the wind came from."

"Hee hee, master wants to block the wind tunnel?"

"It might be a solution!"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Lil 'White, you can't just be a looter. That's not a style that an emperor should have." Wang Baoyu explained. He carried Little White and sat on the flying boat. He tried to slow down his flying speed and began to carefully check the swirling gales on the ground.

Following the direction of the gale, Wang Baoyu spun around and around, looking against the gale until it was almost dark, but he still couldn't find anything. It was as if the gale had suddenly appeared on the ground.

"Forget it, let's return!" At most, we can just spend more time to move the people here. " Wang Baoyu was a bit discouraged.

"Master, you really have a good heart. Little White is impressed!"

"I am not a god from the heavens, I am a mortal. Of course, I cannot lose my humanity. The reason I let you absorb all your spirit veins is to force them to leave this land of death. "

"Alright!" Xiao Bai nodded and pointed downwards with its little claws. "Master, I have a feeling that that place is not normal."

Wang Baoyu lowered his head to look, only to find that there was nothing unusual about the howling gale, "What's unusual about it?"

"I can't say, but it will give off some Yin Qi. When it gets dark, I will feel it more clearly." Lil 'White said.

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