Volume 1 Chapter 209 Bai Qi's Methods
The three priests swore that it was impossible for Bai Qi to fight against the great masters of the big sects.
Princess Anyang, Duke Qin, Yang Wudi and others said nothing.
He just tightly grasped the list of geniuses in his hand, staring at the names on it without blinking, afraid of missing any details.
The Ninth Prince's eyes were darting around, observing the expressions of the Third Priest and the reaction of Duke Qin.
In the opinion of the Ninth Prince, only these two people can truly see some problems from the list of geniuses.
After all, they are the practitioners standing at the top of everyone!
While the Third Priest was arguing with the Ninth Prince and others, the list of geniuses continued to tremble, and the names of the masters of small and medium-sized sects disappeared from the list one after another.
The killing continues!
Everyone is paying attention to the outcome of this battle.
....
In the ninth floor of the Immortal God's Tomb.
Facing the attacks of the ancient barbarian tribes in the south, the small and medium-sized sects were powerless, just like a helpless woman facing the hungry and thirsty Huns.
They asked for help:
"General Bai Qi, take action quickly!"
“We can’t stand it anymore!”
"Please, save us! I will never forget your kindness!"
Cry out one plea after another came out of their throats.
These people looked at their companions and their best brothers and sisters, who died tragically in front of them in various bizarre postures.
In the eyes of the masters of these small and medium-sized sects, there is only endless madness and anger.
They were unwilling to be wantonly slaughtered by the people of the ancient capital of the Southern Barbarians. They wanted revenge and they wanted to kill the other side thoroughly.
I want the ancient southern barbarians to also have a taste of what it feels like to be dominated by fear and death.
But they can't do it.
Bai Qi has been observing the masters of these small and medium-sized sects. From the beginning to the end, Bai Qi has never trusted them.
He could have easily resolved the crisis, but Bai Qi just wanted to let them see how brutal the ancient barbarian tribes were.
Let these people from the Zhongzong Sect never dare to turn around and bite themselves like vicious dogs.
Of course, on the other hand, Bai Qi also wanted to let other major sects see the horror of the ancient southern barbarian tribe.
What is happening to small and medium-sized sects now may be their future fate.
Only in this way, when Bai Qi and his men deal with the Southern Barbarian Gu Tribe later.
No one from a big sect will help, and may even add insult to injury.
Bai Qi discovered through observation that the number of deaths among the masters of small and medium-sized sects was increasing.
The eyes of the disciples from major sects like the Wanmo Sect, the Blood Knife Sect, the Wanfo Temple, and the Shaolin Temple went from excitement at the beginning to deep worry in the end.
Bai Qi knew that the time had come!
"Die!"
Bai Qi gently raised the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand and once again displayed the six-star top-grade martial arts magic, the control of death energy!
This time, a thicker aura of death rose from the ground and transformed into cloaks one after another, which were directly worn by the remaining masters of small and medium-sized sects.
After these cloaks were put on them, they completely covered their hands and feet. There was even a veil on the cloak that wrapped their faces tightly.
Even the eyes are covered, so no small insect can fly in.
Um?
"Can death energy be used like this?"
The monk Fakong from Shaolin Temple frowned. This time he finally discovered Bai Qi's method. None of them had heard of the ability of death energy to shape before.
His heart felt a little heavier.
It turned out that they still couldn't force Bai Qi to reveal his trump card.
The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect also carefully grabbed the wine jug in his hand and sent a message to the knife maniac of the Blood Knife Sect next to him:
"Bai Qi is not simple! Just with this one move, he has the ability to fight against opponents of higher levels!"
“No wonder he was able to slaughter more than 3,000 innate masters on the 9th floor of the Immortal God Tomb! Now I understand, he relied on this ability!”
The knife maniac of the Blood Knife Sect held his blood knife and nodded cautiously, obviously agreeing with the other party's statement.
“It’s amazing.”
The initial contempt in his eyes was no longer there, and he became much more cautious.
Although in his opinion, the cloak made of death energy by Bai Qi could be cut in half with just a single blow.
But the ability demonstrated by Bai Qi is not what a congenitally strong person should have.
Even a master would find it difficult to do this.
Including himself.
"A trifle!"
The people of the ancient Southern Barbarian tribe did not take it seriously. Before, Bai Qi used the death energy to deal with the ordinary poisonous insects that were cultivated in their bodies.
This time, they all used their own natal poisonous insects.
The natal poisonous insect feeds on their essence and blood and is connected to them. The destructive power and defensive power of the poisonous insect itself are almost the same as their physical body.
Completely possessing the combat power of a grandmaster!
"Bite them to death!"
Aguna of the ancient Nanman tribe roared and continued to control his natal poisonous insect, biting the remaining 180 or so masters.
The other strong men beside him controlled their own poisonous insects and continued to slaughter the masters of small and medium-sized sects.
But this time, their invincible poisonous insects, after flying onto these people's bodies, did not directly penetrate their clothes and drill into their bodies.
Instead, it was blocked by a film-like cloak.
The masters of these small and medium sects felt at ease.
"It works! It really works!"
"General Bai Qi's ability is the nemesis of the Barbarian Ancient Tribe!"
"Damn these bugs, I'm going to crush him to death!"
More than 180 masters shouted excitedly when they saw that the poisonous insects could not break through the defense of the Death Cloak for a while.
"Kill these bugs quickly and destroy them. The people of the ancient Nanman tribe will also be hurt."
Then, these people gathered strong energy in their hands and slapped the insects fiercely.
They wanted to vent all their fear and despair on these insects.
squeak!
The poisonous insects let out shrill screams that made people's scalps numb. Under the attack of the strong energy, these ugly poisonous insects had hideous wounds all over their bodies.
The colorful juice from the insect also sprayed out.
"not good!"
The faces of the people of the Southern Barbarian Gu Tribe changed drastically.
These poisonous insects are their natal poisonous insects and are closely related to their lives. It can even be said that these poisonous insects are part of their bodies.
After suffering such severe blows, some of the weaker people even shed blood from the corners of their mouths.
"Damn it! You dare to hurt my life insect? I won't let you go!"
"Not only will we hurt your poisonous insects, we will also crush them to death!"
The masters of the small and medium-sized sects were even more ruthless. In an instant, one or two insects were chopped into pieces by the internal energy.
Puff!
The two people from the ancient southern barbarian tribe were instantly attacked back, spit out blood, and fell to the ground.
"Let's fight!"
The strong men of the ancient southern barbarian tribe had cold eyes, as if they had made some kind of decision. Then they punched themselves in the heart, and then spurted out mouthfuls of blood and essence.
The blood spurted onto the insect's body like a blood arrow.
And the next moment, the insect seemed to have received some kind of nourishment and quickly absorbed the essence and blood.
In just a moment, the hideous wounds on these poisonous insects quickly disappeared, their bodies grew larger, and their pincers and mouthparts became sharper.
"This is...the secret method of blood poisoning!"
The eldest brother of the Wanmo Sect exclaimed, the people of the Nanman Gu Tribe are going to fight to the death!
After using this secret method, the people of the Southern Barbarian Gu Tribe will be seriously injured.
However, its power is also very great, and it can improve the insect's level by a small level in a short period of time.
The poisonous insect, which had become much more powerful, bit through the cloak made of death energy by Bai Qi and drilled into the body of the master.
A shrill scream came out of the master's mouth.
A hint of pride flashed across the eyes of the Nanman Gu tribe's sturdy man. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned and said:
"You think you can use this kind of trick to stop the life-saving Gu worm of our ancient Nanman tribe. You are overthinking it!"
He pointed at Bai Qi and pressed his thumb down hard, "All of you must die!"
Yeah?
Bai Qi shook his head slightly, then looked with pity at the masters of the small and medium-sized sects whose bodies were penetrated by the poisonous insects, and said lightly:
"It's come to this point, and you still don't dare to give it a try?"
"After you die, do you want to continue to watch your fellow apprentices suffer this pain again?"
"I can use the deadly energy to temporarily block the movement speed of the Gu worm, but you still have to figure out how to kill it yourself!"
Bai Qi snapped his fingers lightly, and the cloak of death shrank instantly, like a fishing net, directly covering the poisonous insects that had drilled into the bodies of these masters.
Bind these poisonous insects tightly so that they cannot kill these masters instantly.
Bai Qi actually has a way to deal with these poisonous insects, but he doesn't want to use his full strength.
On the one hand, it would expose his own strength, making big sects like Wanfo Temple, Wanmo Sect and so on fearful, and thus they would truly join forces to deal with him.
On the other hand, he also wanted to let the more than 180 masters understand that if they wanted to survive now, it would be absolutely impossible without fighting hard!
Don’t rely on luck anymore. Only by fighting hard can you have hope of survival!
Sure enough, after Bai Qi's reminder, when they felt they had no hope of survival.
Finally, a master from a small or medium-sized sect made a decision. He looked at the people of the ancient Nanman tribe with red eyes. His eyes became extremely ferocious and he roared:
"You beasts! Even if I die, you must bite off a piece of your flesh!"
"I heard that after you lost your life-defining Gu worm, you also lost half your life!"
"Then I'll give you a ride!"
"Hehehe, Grandpa is not a coward. So what if we are from a big sect? If you piss me off, I will fight you to death!"
The master laughed crazily, and the true energy in his body suddenly became extremely violent.
The way he laughed was like a devil that had just crawled out of hell, making these people from the ancient Nanman tribe feel their scalps tingling.
A bad premonition suddenly arose in their hearts.
"What do you want to do? Stop it!"
The people in the Nanman Gu suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Could it be that these people want to self-destruct?
You know, a master can explode his own body and true energy, but in that case, it is said that his soul will also be destroyed.
From then on, he lost the chance to reincarnate.
Although no one in the mortal dynasty had ever heard of reincarnation, they all understood that after reaching the realm of immortals and gods, the immortality of the soul might really exist.
It is possible to achieve immortality!
Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, some people would rather die than self-destruct!
But at this moment, the masters of these small and medium-sized sects who were tortured by the poisonous insects could no longer think so much. They just wanted to take revenge on the people of the ancient southern barbarian tribe.
With a loud bang!
Under the horrified gaze of the ancient barbarians.
Under Bai Qi's patient guidance,
In the expectant eyes of the powerful people from the big sects.
The master of this small or medium-sized sect simply chose to self-destruct!
His flesh, blood, and inner energy burst out with astonishing energy, like a small sun, illuminating the surroundings with incredible brightness.
14 Priest even hid behind Bai Qi, because the power of the Grandmaster's self-explosion was too great. If an ordinary ninth-level innate cultivator like him was affected by the aftermath, his body would explode directly.
Following this earth-shattering explosion, a strong man from the Nanman Gu tribe turned pale instantly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground involuntarily.
There was even a huge bloody hole blown out at the location of his heart.
Apparently, his natal poisonous insect was completely destroyed at this moment, and he suffered the backlash, and the heart of cultivating the ancient city also broke.
"Amitabha!"
Monk Fakong clasped his hands together and looked at Bai Qi in horror. He never expected that after Bai Qi's persuasion, someone would actually choose to self-destruct!
Bai Qi's ability to deceive people is much better than those Buddhist disciples.
You must know that the masters of these small and medium-sized sects are not Bai Qi's subordinates. These people came to the 9th floor of the Tomb of Immortals and Gods to hunt down Bai Qi.
But now he stands with Bai Qi and listens to Bai Qi's advice.
Master Fakong felt that compared with the Holy Son of the Demon Buddha, Bai Qi was the real devil!
The most terrified people at the moment were the people from the ancient Nanman tribe. After the first person chose to self-destruct, they panicked.
Because their natal poisonous insects had entered the bodies of these masters, they could not be taken back for a while.
Some strong men directly advised the masters of small and medium-sized sects: "You must remain calm. After you choose to expose yourself, your body and soul will be destroyed! You will never have the chance to reincarnate again."
These masters of the small and medium-sized sects let out miserable laughs, and their eyes were like those of evil spirits.
"Isn't it because you guys forced me to do this?"
"We have to hunt down Bai Qi together with you. We are allies, but you don't want to kill Bai Qi, but want to kill us first!"
"It's true that kind people are often bullied, and kind horses are often bullied! Since you did it on the first day, we will do it on the fifteenth!"
"If you want us to die, don't even think about having an easy life!"
"Come and go to hell with us!"
They knew they were going to die. After seeing someone expose himself, the people of the ancient Nanman tribe suffered such severe backlash that their hearts even exploded.
These people no longer have any scruples, they just want to take revenge on each other.
boom!
Another earth-shattering explosion sounded.
The master of a small or medium-sized sect once again chose to self-destruct.
"No!"
Then a strong man from the ancient southern barbarian tribe let out a sharp scream, and his two kidneys exploded instantly.
This person from the Southern Barbarian Gu Tribe apparently used his own kidneys to cultivate the Gu worms. With the death of his own Gu worms, the kidneys that were used to cultivate the Gu worms suffered a backlash.
The strong man felt hopeless as he could only cultivate one natal poisonous insect in his lifetime and it would be difficult to cultivate a second one.
After his kidneys were crippled, it was basically impossible to recover, which means he became a eunuch who was not a eunuch.
So at this moment he looked numb, as if he had been castrated.
And he was not the worst off. As one person after another blew themselves up, the people of the Nanman Gu Tribe continued to suffer backlash. Some people even used their own heads to cultivate the Gu worms.
When their life-threatening poisonous insects died, these people's heads exploded and they died instantly!
Even Aguna from the ancient Southern Barbarian tribe had a drastic change of expression at this moment. Although his natal poisonous insect was not directly destroyed by the power of the self-explosion, it was also seriously injured.
Blood spurted out of Aguna's mouth mouthful after mouthful, as if it was free.
His realm at this moment has dropped directly from the ninth level of Grandmaster to the eighth level of Grandmaster!
Bai Qi saw that the time was ripe and all the people of the Nanman Ancient Tribe were seriously injured. He raised the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and pointed it at the people of the Nanman Ancient Tribe, and gave a cold command:
"kill!"
“Leave no one behind!”
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