There is a piece of jade in my dantian

Chapter 62 Speech from the Air
It has been several hours since the only surviving Guardian Zuo left, and Zhao Yun also left Sin City under the guidance of the scarred man.

When Zhao Yun returned to the sub-rudder station intact, Ye Qingyi was deeply relieved.

When he left in a hurry, even Ye Qingyi was not allowed to follow. Zhao Yun seemed very calm now, and everyone who cared was relieved.

And the iron-clad bronze corpse that Zhao Yun was waiting for stood at a distance, as if silently waiting for guards.

"Hehe." Zhao Yun looked at these iron corpses with a mocking smile on his face, "Since it falls on me, it will turn waste into treasure, so that those evil sects in the martial arts will know what the real King Kong is." Indestructible!"

"Bring these four iron corpses with me at that time. I'm really looking forward to their expressions."

Sitting under the shade of a tree, Zhao Yun turned his eyes to playing with the Soul Eater Banner in his hands, thinking about it.

Under his earth supernatural power, the soul-eating banner lost control and fell into Zhao Yun's hands.Now, take a closer look at this soul-eating banner.It was dim and dull on the surface, and the group of lonely and wild ghosts kept in captivity were all refined into pure soul power by Zhao Yun, and they also fell from a powerful magic weapon to an ordinary object.

But even so, Zhao Yun showed a hint of surprise. ,

There are fine textures on the banner cloth of this soul-eating banner.Under Zhao Yun's terrifying perception, these dense textures are very similar to tiny pores, like a piece of human skin.

One must know that Zhao Yun's supernatural power of the earth is a very powerful supernatural power. Under the urging of his earth body, even a handful of spiritual treasures can be refined, but this soul-eating banner did not destroy the root.

Zhao Yun had a guess in his mind.

"This is the skin taken from Xiantian Wuzun's body."

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun not only frowned slightly.In Zeng Jin's Juding Auction House in Earth Star, the last Sumeru Ring was taken from the body of a Martial Master.Moreover, the alliance is very fancy about the ancient body of the Wu Zun level master.

"It seems that there is a great inheritance on this land, which can drive martial masters, and for thousands of years, it is impossible for such a huge alliance and a martial arts world where hundreds of flowers bloom to not exist without martial masters, but where have all these powerhouses gone? , why, it is very difficult to break through Wu Zong now, let alone a Wu Zun-level master!"

The more he thought about it, Zhao Yun felt as if he had discovered some secret, and he was slightly excited.

But compared to the current practice environment of the Hunyuan Alliance, Zhao Yun is not worried about the appearance of Wuzun-level masters.Even if there were, then such strong men would not hang around in the secular world, but hid and slept in a certain paradise rich in aura.

This world seems to be missing something, it is not suitable for the survival of the Xiantian Martial Lord.

But Zhao Yun, a strong man who has received the supreme inheritance and has achieved supernatural powers, even if his aura is weak, Zhao Yun can still be alive and kicking.

"The skin of the Innate Martial Lord is also an incredible material. To be used to make such an evil weapon is really overkill."

Zhao Yun looked at the banner cloth that might be the skin of the Xiantian Martial Lord, with a mocking smile on his face.

Xiantian Martial Lord, known as a land god in ancient times, every bone, drop of blood, and even a piece of skin in his body has been tempered thousands of times, which is the best material for refining weapons.

"Use this as paper, draw a map of mountains and rivers, and suppress for a lifetime!"

Zhao Yun thought about it.

Ye Qingyi looked at Zhao Yun who was sitting in the shade of a tree with his eyes closed and concentrating. Although he didn't know what Zhao Yun went through when he went out, he knew that the place he went to was the notorious sin city of Jiuchen Star.

Of course, if Ye Qingyi were to see Zhao Yun's supernatural powers, he would probably be shocked for a long time.

"Yun, it's almost September. When you retreated, the acceptance letter has already arrived. What do you think?"

In Ye Qingyi's eyes, Zhao Yun is already a strong man who is alone in the world. Naturally, he doesn't need to go to school to study like a normal person, but even though he thought so in his heart, he still asked.

"Oh, already here?" Zhao Yun really applied for the Tianhuang Academy, but it was the Tianhuang Academy, the Dan Academy that no one cares about.Tianhuang Academy is famous for fighting, and all teaching is based on actual combat.And each college has a very large investment demand for alchemy, and for a Tianhuang college with distinct characteristics, the alchemy college has finally become a place that cannot be lost.

"My university just happened to take care of some things, and I can enjoy a leisurely university life in the future."

For more than two months, Zhao Yun somewhat forgot about going to school.The title on the gold list is of great significance to the older generation like Uncle Wang who doesn't read much.Even if it is to make Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang happy, Zhao Yun has to go to this university.

After talking about these idle things, Ye Qingyi was very curious about the wooden figures that Zhao Yun brought back.According to Uncle Xue, this is the living dead, the Iron Corpse, of the Demon Cult.According to the legend, the refining technique was very cruel, which made Ye Qingyi feel chills in his heart.

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Just two days later, this cottage built of bamboo and wood was established in an extremely hidden deep mountain and old forest in the northern region of Emperor Star.

This stockade is deep in the mountains and old forests, without the turmoil of the outside world, it looks very quiet, but this seemingly quiet mountain area is where the main altar of the Black Witch Cult is located.

The Black Witch Cult has undergone hundreds of years of baptism, and the resident has also undergone several migrations, and it has only settled here in the past few hundred years.And it is this kind of stockade that has killed countless enemies and established a great power in the rivers and lakes.

In an ancient cave at the height of the village, stood two three-foot-tall golems with fangs. The pair of scarlet eyes on their ferocious faces were very dazzling.

At this time, a group of old men in black robes gathered under the golem.

All of them have haggard faces, their skin is like old bark piled up, and they feel like they are all seventy or eighty years old.However, everyone present was entwined with a gloomy and cold blood, obviously not ordinary warriors.

"The death of the Right Protector is obviously a blatant challenge to the authority of my Black Witch Cult." An old man said.

"That's right, as the apologist pharaoh of my Black Witch Cult, he is not only a high-level figure in my Cult, but also represents the face of my Black Witch Cult."

"It seems that in the past 200 years, my Black Witch Cult has never been so humiliated."

"A martial artist from a mere guild dares to kill my guardian of the Black Witch Cult. Could it be that we old fellows have forgotten how powerful we are because we haven't been out of the mountain for many years." Someone followed with a cold snort.

"The Dharma protector has been empowered by my skills, and his overall strength is not weaker than that of ordinary Wuzong masters. However, the combination of the left and right Dharma protectors can even fight against the Three Flowers Wuzong alone. There must be a reason for it."

And the old man who was closest to the golem opened his mouth slowly when he heard the discussions of several people around him.

"Let Zuo Yi come in and explain the matter clearly."

This old man was like a rotten tree, sitting there motionless, it might really be thought that he was on the verge of death and would die at any time.But such a person is the old leader of the Black Witch Cult. He is very good at magic skills, and he is even more proficient in the art of life extension.

But no one dared to be disrespectful at all, this was a great mage.

When Zuo Yi entered the cave, he wanted all the elders and leader present to clasp their hands and fists, and even more truthfully narrated the scene of that day.

"You said that he is only eighteen or nineteen years old. He has the thaumaturgy that can turn people into petrification. He can break through ghosts and eat souls in an instant, and even turn the right guardian into a stone statue." An elder looked surprised. , questioned.

"Yeah, if he is so powerful, how can you still be alive?"

"He asked me to send a message that he would come to visit in a few days. Besides, I told the other party the secret place discovered by the sect, and made a wish to explore the secret with him." Saying this, deep fear appeared in the left eye color.

"What, you actually leaked the secrets of our religion?" an elder shouted after hearing this.

As soon as Zuo Yi's words came out, the entire cave erupted.

"A mere gang, you want to step on the gate of my Black Witch Cult?"

"Hehe, my Black Witch Cult once ruled the way of magic, and it was him, a nameless junior, who came here just as he said."

"However, Zuoyi, you actually penetrated into that secret realm. Who gave you the power to make such a decision?"

"Besides, what else did he say?"

The old leader looked calm and asked lightly.

"He...he seemed to ask me to bring you a sentence, but he didn't say anything to me." Turning Zuo Yi chuckled, "I feel a little pretentious."

"Do you think this deity will play tricks with you, a loser?" Suddenly a strange voice came from Zuo Yi's body.

"Who?"

"Who dares to play tricks on my Dark Witch Cult?"

Many aggrieved elders, like excited cats, had their hairs puffed up and looked at Zuo Yi with a terrified expression.

I saw chains wrapped around Zuo Yi's body suddenly, and then a vague sound appeared on this layer of chains.

"I will come to the Black Witch Cult in person in a few days, and then, don't let me be too disappointed." That vague figure like a demon god, with a low and strange magic voice, hovered in the cave.

"It is rumored that the old leader has stepped into the realm of Shengwuzong. I am looking forward to it."

As he said that, the blurry figure suddenly shot out a jet-black beam of light, rushing straight towards the old leader.

"Snapped!"

I saw a black palm shadow smashing towards the beam of light, and then the air turned into a piece of broken light.Where the shattered light fell, sparks splashed one after another.

The entire cave was dead silent.

All the elders of the Black Witch Cult, keep silent like a cicada.

Even the old leader's expression changed slightly, looking at the black shadow that slowly entered Zuo Yi's body, a trace of fear appeared in his pupils.

When everything was calm, everyone turned their eyes to the old leader.

Being able to control a large living being separated by several planets, can each show such power?Could this be the ability of the legendary Saint Wuzong master?
Even the old leader who has already touched the threshold of Shengwuzong finds it extremely difficult to fight against such a powerful person.

"We... still looking for Hongmen..." After a long time, someone said very jerky.

But there was no response for a long time, as if everyone deliberately avoided this question.

"Zuo Yi, you stay here. My leader has something to ask you. Everyone else, take their place!" The old leader looked at Zuo Yi with a solemn look on his face, and ordered coldly.

(End of this chapter)