Looking back, she was talking to Xia Buyan.
The clouds and fog grew thicker. After descending from the Wanggui Terrace, the formation obscured the view and no image could be seen with the naked eye or spiritual consciousness.
Xu Wushi, Xi Qiegui and others returned to Luoyao Mountain, went to Zhaixing Peak for seclusion, and entered the secret jade pendant given by Xia Buyan for a month. When he came out, he had reached a higher level.
Xi Qiegui was sitting in the courtyard and sighing. Xu Wushi looked over and asked, "Master, why are you sighing?"
"Xia Buyan and Xing Yuan have ascended to heaven. I feel a little uncomfortable without Xia Buyan beating me up."
"…Are you addicted to being beaten?"
"What does it mean to be addicted to being beaten? It means to be lonely when you have no rival."
"Then you should also work hard and continue to get beaten after you ascend."
"Why do you advise me to get beaten?"
"Don't you just want to be beaten?"
Xi Qiegui choked, as if it was indeed the case, "You little bastard, your words are quite choking."
Xu Wushi did not respond.
Seeing that he was silent again, Xi Qie returned to the seriousness and said, "There is a disciple trial, and your other brothers happen to be busy, so you can go and watch."
"how long?"
"Half a month, Qingli Mountain, set off tomorrow."
"Um."
"Here, the roster of disciples. There are a few restless ones. If they cause trouble, just tie them up and cripple them. This will give you no excuse to drive them away." Xi Qiegui threw a jade slip to him.
Xu Wushi looked at the list and nodded.
Half a month later, Xu Wushi stood at the top of a forest with his hands behind his back, watching his disciples fighting below.
The ground was filled with corpses and the soil was stained with blood.
Suddenly, two screams were heard from the depths, and the aura of a seventh-level peak monster was approaching.
The two disciples were beaten into a pulp by the two giant claws. The egg in the hand of one of them flew out and hit the stone, splashing the egg liquid all over.
The Black Dragon King was extremely angry and let out a long roar and swung his tail heavily.
"Stupid."
Xu Wushi's eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand glowed brightly. He swept away the disciples below with his long sword, and then flew up to face the Black Dragon King.
A sudden wind hit the huge tide, and its spiritual power spread out, breaking all the grass and trees, and causing sand and gravel to fly.
Xu Wushi stepped back, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, flew across the wind, split into phantoms, and circled around the Black Flood Dragon King. He continued to crash into him.
"Leave. Don't stay and die, or I'll have to save you."
Xu Wushi's voice fell into the ears of every disciple.
The disciples looked at each other, gritted their teeth and withdrew from Qingli Mountain.
Those two idiots actually stole other people's eggs. If they don't die, who will die?
We must hurry back to find the elders to rescue Uncle Xu Wu!
After several clashes, Xu Wushi was knocked back, leaving deep marks under his feet.
He endured the pain of his internal organs shifting and stood up. The sword in his hand trembled violently, and he started fighting with the Black Dragon King again.
The Black Flood Dragon King is at the peak of his power, but he has been locked onto by the other party’s spiritual sense and cannot escape.
After the violent collision, the space was torn and Xu Wushi was pulled in.
The Pearl of All Worlds took a look and quietly changed the place where he landed.
Humph, dog host, just thank me.
Forget it, there is no way to correct it. A dog host is still a dog host. The worst that can happen is that I will get beaten up later.
It has followed the dog host through so many worlds, he shouldn't do anything to it.
The Black Dragon King was injured by the residual power of the spiritual force. After failing to find Xu Wushi, he turned around several times in anger, then slapped the ground wildly in dissatisfaction.
His body was pulled by the turbulence in space, and Xu Wushi soon emerged from the turbulence.
He held a sword in his hand, which was inserted straight into the ground. He was half-kneeling on the ground, his hair was slightly messy, there was blood at the corners of his lips, and there were several bloodstains of varying depths on his face.
The cold light approached, and a long sword came flying through the wind, wrapped in frost and snow, with awe-inspiring power.
Xu Wushi drew his sword and stood up. The two swords collided and sparks flew. He was already at the end of his strength and was knocked back. His palms were numb and his eyes went black.
"Who breaks into my Futu realm?" The voice was cold.
The frost-colored sword was recalled and held in the slender hands of a single finger.
Hearing that voice, Xu Wushi felt relieved and fainted.
As soon as Yu Zheng stepped forward, she saw him fall down.
When she saw his face clearly, Yu Zheng raised her eyebrows slightly, squatted down, put her fingers on his wrist, and a glow floated at her fingertips.
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