Chapter 746 The Return of the Gods 30



Chapter 746 The Return of the Gods 30

"A coward like him deserves to have friends."

Feng Zui had a sarcastic smile on his face, but he did not kill him again. He stared at the deep red marks on Quan Jiu's neck, his eyes dim and unclear.

Quan Jiu was just making random connections and was not familiar with He Qingsui at all. Fortunately, her move was right and Feng Zui no longer wanted to kill her.

"You said there were extra clothes in the space ring. Were you lying to me?"

If he really had clothes, could he stay naked all the time?

Feng Zui's eyes passed lightly across her face without saying anything, which was considered as his agreement.

He was just looking for an excuse to trick her into coming here and kill her.

Quan Jiu kept his distance from him, and the two sat on his left and right, keeping their distance from each other.

By midnight, Quan Jiu hadn't noticed anything unusual yet, but Feng Zui had already looked up at the transparent seal.

"What's wrong?"

Just as he asked, a violent spiritual power fluctuation arose from the ground, and the entire Black Wind Valley trembled. Bright pillars rose up from the four directions of east, south, west and north at the same time, and the dim night was as bright as day!

The transparent seal above his head began to distort, like fragments reflected in a kaleidoscope, pieced together randomly.

Power continued to drain from the seal. Quan Jiu looked at Feng Zui gravely and stood up.

"The seal is about to be broken."

She thought she would see joy on Feng Zui's face, but he stared at her with a pair of dark and deep phoenix eyes, with a deep meaning in his eyes that she could not understand.

Quan Jiu felt uncomfortable when he looked at her, his brows furrowed slightly, but he forced himself not to move.

A dazzling, sacred white light streaked across the sky, and everything suddenly lost its color. The whole world froze for a second, like a white screen on a dilapidated TV, and everything in the world stopped functioning.

But it was only for a moment.

The stream began to flow again, the white night-blooming cereus bloomed, the birds flapped their wings and leaped onto the branches, and the chirping of insects and birds was heard in the ears.

The silent Black Wind Valley came alive.

Quan Jiu stood at the bottom of the valley where no grass grew, and smelled the faint fragrance of vegetation after the heavy rain.

The seal is broken.

Xiao Jue watched with his own eyes as his master traveled thousands of miles, rushing to the Black Wind Valley, rushing to help the temple break the seal, and rushing to search the Black Wind Valley...

Not knowing what he saw, the originally impatient man suddenly stopped and wandered around.

Xiao Jue: “…”

I don't understand what this operation is.

"Master, aren't you in a hurry to find someone?"

"Um."

He Qingsui spoke calmly. Xiao Jue had followed him for thousands of years and could inexplicably hear the tension in his vocal cords. But when his eyes fell on his calm face, he felt that he had guessed wrong.

He Qingsui looked at the two cracks on the ground. The Black Wind Valley was just below, a few steps away from him, and a feeling of homesickness arose spontaneously.

He lowered his head and tugged at his collar, which was messy due to the space teleportation.

Xiaojue's expression became even weirder. What was his master doing?

The people from the hidden family and the temple had already entered the bottom of the valley. Opposite Quan Jiu stood a huge group of people. The leaders she had seen were standing on both sides, and a group of old men with gray hair and ash faces stood in the middle, emitting a terrifying pressure.

Feng Zui Boliang glanced through the crowd, as if looking for something. Looking at the unfamiliar faces, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Hey, are they all dead?"

Boring.

The people from the major hidden families all looked unhappy.

The cold pond water plus the Ten Thousand Gods Chain would kill even a true god hundreds of times. He was sealed in the Black Wind Valley in the first place to prevent future troubles, but now this monster is standing there safe and sound, while all the people who sealed him in the first place are dead. How ironic is that?

Wan Chaolin said solemnly, "The Pantheon Chain is still on him. Don't be nervous, just start now."

He glanced at Quan Jiu who was standing behind Feng Zui, and finally felt relieved of the worry he had been carrying for the past few days. Lan Xiu and the others standing in the rows behind him also breathed a sigh of relief, but no one called her, for fear that this devil would know their relationship and take Quan Jiu as a hostage.

Quan Jiu gave Wan Chaolin a compliment in his heart. The villain died because he talked too much. Finally, he met a leader who was not stupid.

People from all the major sects took two steps forward, and a vortex of spiritual energy was set off around Feng Zui. A force that could destroy the world erupted from him, and the pressure of a true god spread to the bottom of the valley.

Quan Jiu remembered what another Feng Zui said about destroying the Black Wind Valley, and silently retreated a few hundred meters to avoid being sucked into the whirlpool. Her current strength was at best cannon fodder.

“BOOM!!”

Thunder roared across the sky, and dark clouds covered the city, casting black shadows on the ground. Strong winds blew in the Black Wind Valley, and the trees in the Sunset Forest that were as thick as buckets were blown to the ground, and the monsters scattered.

Perhaps due to the astonishing power surrounding him from all directions, Wan Chaolin's thin lips trembled slightly and turned pale.

"This monster has hidden its strength..."

scam!

It's all a scam!

With his current strength, he could have broken the seal long ago, but he chose to hide his strength and lure them into the game.

Wan Chaolin stared at the old man standing beside him with hope:

"Elder Tushan, I'm afraid today won't end peacefully. I can only rely on you and a few seniors."

Tu Shanjing and the other five ancestors have cultivated to the great perfection of the Tribulation Period, and are only waiting for an opportunity to ascend to become gods. Three hundred years ago, they have been in seclusion and have not cared about worldly affairs. If it were not for such a major event as the lifting of the seal, they would not have set out at all.

Tu Shanjing saw things more clearly than Wan Chaolin: "He wants to destroy the Black Wind Valley."

Wan Chaolin was horrified: "He has the Myriad Gods Chain on him, how could he have such strong spiritual power..."

Tu Shanjing's cloudy pupils fell on the center of the vortex: "It's not spiritual power... it's divine power."

"Divine power?!!!"

This time, not only Wan Chaolin, but all the sect leaders and elders were shocked and speechless.

Only God has divine power.

Tu Shanjing: "I also hope that my deduction is wrong, but I have cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Crossing Stage. If I put myself in his shoes, I can't imagine how he could have unleashed such terrifying power while being bound by the Myriad Gods Chain... Fortunately, the Myriad Gods Chain is still there, and most of his power has been sealed. Even if he is a true god, with the strength of our group, we are not completely without a chance of victory..."

"What are you waiting for? Kill him quickly before the Pantheon Chain is taken down!"

Qiu Zhongkui has already attacked Feng Zui.

As a "little loser in the Nascent Soul stage", Quan Jiu watched the fire from the other side of the river. She even couldn't help but praise Qiu Zhongkui when he took action.

"The people in this dimension are quite neat and tidy."

There was no hypocrisy, no chattering of threatening nonsense, otherwise Feng Zui would have destroyed the Black Wind Valley and killed everyone.

The ones who came on the field were all old monsters in the Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing stages. The strong pressure made it impossible for Quan Jiu to move forward. For the first time, she experienced the feeling of being a waste.

"The Nascent Soul stage is really weak."

The system was speechless: "You are only eighteen, and they are all old monsters who have lived for a thousand years. There is no comparison at all."

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