Great Luck

Chapter 71 Purple Qi from the East Sleeps

The physical bodies of the four Monster Race monks were pulled by the Spirit Body, and Feng Qingwu and the fifteen strong men discovered it.

But two disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the remaining two struggled violently in fear, not daring to get close to the two big snowflakes.

They were unable to detect the Spirit Body in the heavy snowflakes, and they were all a little baffled. They didn't know what the two Star Refining Realm Monster Race elders were afraid of.

Because Zi Dong was a bit far away from the two Star Refining Realm Monster Race elders, Zi Wu could not quickly fuse their physical bodies with the Spirit Body.

The Donglai Purple Qi seemed to be annoyed, drawing out more purple mist to bind their physical bodies and Spirit Bodies.

This time, no matter how hard the two Star Refining Realm Monster Race elders struggled, they could not stop the pull of the purple mist, and their physical body and Spirit Body were about to merge.

"Boom", the blizzard suddenly became more violent. Hundreds of Monster Race monks with wings on their backs rushed into the purple mist to rescue the two Star Refining Realm Monster Race elders.

There were actually two Monster Race elders from the Body Integration realm, which directly caused chaos in the impact of the purple mist. The distance between the physical bodies of the two Star Refining realm elders and the Spirit Body quickly widened.

"Roar", Zi Dong heard a roar in his consciousness, more purple mist rushed out, and Donglai Ziqi was furious.

Four amethyst banshees immediately appeared in the purple mist with musical instruments, charming music sounded, and a dozen amethyst Monster Cultivators also ran out and danced.

Before Zi Dong could be surprised, those Flying Snake Monster Cultivators seemed to be drunk and could no longer control the blizzard.

The physical bodies of the two Star Refining Realm Monster Race elders quickly merged with the Spirit Body, and were then swallowed by the two vortex black holes.

More vortices immediately appeared in the turbulent purple mist, sucking in each of the Flying Snake Monster Cultivators, and then turned into a black hole to swallow them.

too crazy!

Although Feng Qingwu had seen purple mist swallow up Monster Race, he was just as shocked as the fifteen strong men at this moment.

Hundreds of Flying Snake Monster Cultivators were swallowed up in the blink of an eye, and even the blizzard was swallowed to a halt.

[Donglai Ziqi is about to fall into a deep sleep. Every time it is awakened, it will cost 10,000 points each from 1 to 9th grade luck. ]

Zi Dong was dumbfounded and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Donglai Ziqi stopped playing. Where did he get so much luck? !

He now needs Donglai Ziqi's help, and he doesn't know what dangers he will encounter along the way.

But no matter how he shouted at the main pulse, there was no response from Donglai Ziqi, and he really fell into a deep sleep.

10,000 points of luck each from Grade 1 to Ninth Grade? !

Zi Dong looked at the luck tree in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. He originally thought that he was already very rich. Compared with the lion's mouth coming from the east, he was a pauper.

"Zi Dong, the blizzard has stopped, it's time for us to set off." Feng Qingwu and fifteen strong men had walked out of the cave. Seeing that Zi Dong had not come out yet, Feng Qingwu shouted quickly.

We can only rush on our way first, hoping that Donglai Ziqi will wake up as soon as possible.

Zi Dong sighed helplessly, walked out of the cave, and flew to the north with his sword.

The purple mist in the Dantian can still be used, and the ones sleeping in the main veins can't be attacked.

The ten elders of the Feng family all knew that Ziwu was Zi Dong's luck root, so they didn't ask.

Although the five Independent Cultivators did not know what the ferocious purple mist was, they had already guessed that it was Zi Dong's power.

During the rest of the trip, everyone was in awe of Zi Dong, who was able to devour even the Monster Race elders in the Body Integration realm, and was even more powerful than the Scattered Immortal!

Elder Fengji was more cautious. Although he was still leading a remote place, he tried not to enter the mountains and forests.

Because the three tribes of demons, demons and witches like to gather in these places, even if Zi Dong can devour it, they should try to avoid it.

Their goal is Langya City, and they can't waste any more time, let alone run into trouble.

Zi Dong was in a very low mood along the way. His biggest support was gone. Even if there was no danger, he couldn't be happy.

"Zidong, do you need more rest?" Feng Qingwu saw that Zi Dong was listless and thought that he had consumed too much.

"No, let's go on our way." Zi Dong shook his head, he couldn't even muster the energy to practice now.

"Uncle Ji said there is a small city ahead. It doesn't have much influence. We can rest in the city for one night."

Feng Qingwu should have discussed it with Elder Feng Ji. Zi Dong has devoured so many Monster Race monks and must need to recover.

"I'm fine. If you need it, you can decide with Elder Feng Ji." Zi Dong said indifferently.

"Do you need pills?" Feng Qingwu was very concerned. Zi Dong helped everyone resolve a huge crisis.

"No, I've recovered." Zi Dong shook his head weakly, he needed luck now.

Although the purple mist swallowed hundreds of Monster Cultivators and helped him get a lot of luck, it was still far behind the one that awakened the purple energy from the east.

The ten elders of the Feng family should have a lot of luck. I wonder if it will be enough for them to awaken the purple energy from the east.

Forget about the five strong Independent Cultivators, they were probably even poorer than him, otherwise they wouldn't have been recruited so easily by Ai Shang.

Let's wait until he encounters a crisis. To save his life, the ten elders should be able to lend it to him or even give it to him.

Wenping City is about the same size as Peace Gathering Town and belongs to the Wei State. Because it is on the border, it was established as a city.

Elder Fengji first entered Wenping City to investigate. Because there was no war, the city was very peaceful.

Everyone dispersed into the city and checked into the largest inn chosen by Elder Fengji, preparing to have a big meal and take a hot bath.

Having eaten and slept in the open air along the way, Feng Qingwu would have quit working long ago if it weren't for his own family affairs, or he would at least have to freshen up.

Zi Dong now feels that he has changed from a monk to a mortal, so he is very kind to the peaceful Wenping City.

After having a big meal with everyone, Zi Dong returned to the room, took a comfortable hot bath, and then fell asleep.

There are fifteen strong men here. Even if he is in danger, he doesn't have to do anything. Just watch the fun with Feng Qingwu.

There are not even a few monks in Wenping City. According to Elder Fengji's investigation, the city owner is also an Innate Realm cultivator.

Because Wenping City is located in a basin, the climate is very mild. Even in the cold winter, the city feels like spring.

Zi Dong slept very comfortably, dreaming that he had returned to his home on Earth and enjoyed playing during the winter vacation.

"Zi Dong, Zi Dong!" The hurried shout made Zi Dong reluctantly open his eyes, and he was immediately pulled up by Feng Qingwu.

"What's wrong?" Zi Dong still wanted to continue dreaming and was going home soon. His mother cooked a sumptuous dinner for him.

"Wenping City is surrounded by monks from the three clans of demons and witches. We have to find a way to get out!"

Feng Qingwu's face was solemn, as if he had encountered an army of monks from the three clans of demons and witches.

"How many people?!" Zi Dong suddenly woke up completely. Their whereabouts were already very secret. How could they be surrounded?

"There are thousands of people!" Feng Qingwu said as he pulled Zi Dong out. Zi Dong quickly extended his consciousness.

Good guy, the walls of Wenping City that are less than five meters high are covered with monks from the three demon and witch clans. The poisonous insects from the witch clan have even flown into the city.

Ten elders of the Feng family have protected the inn, and five Independent Cultivators are waiting outside Zi Dong's door.

"How to rush out?" Zi Dong was pulled outside by Feng Qingwu. Amid the expectations of the five Independent Cultivator experts, Zi Dong asked something that disappointed them.

(End of chapter)