Witch Wind

Chapter 196 Supreme Elder (Part )
Pinghai City.

South bank of the river.

The 'Four Seas' wharf.

The patrol guards of Jieshi Mansion, wearing black and red uniforms, which symbolize "iron and blood", blew their whistles to clear all the berths of Sihai Wharf. A team of 10,000-ton cargo ships from the southern islands of Dongyun, flying the Xingtian Wu Ganqi flag, blew their whistles and slowly docked at the berths under the guidance of the pilot boat.

Sophie and Marceau, dressed in palace dresses, walked down the gangway with a large number of handsome young men, smiling. They stomped lightly on the brand new dock that was built with reinforced concrete and had just been repaired not long ago, and stretched lazily.

Sophie at this moment looks like a young girl, while Marceau is still the same young girl with white hair. Her youthfulness carries with it a hint of the vicissitudes of life of a woman in her early fifties. No one would underestimate her age.

The Dongyun Lifu team, with bare chests and a piece of raw cowhide on their shoulders, lined up in an orderly manner and ran over quickly while shouting slogans. They climbed up the gangway and boarded the cargo ships. Soon, mountains of various goods were moved from the cabins to the docks, and then quickly sent to the warehouses near the docks.

The gold, silver and copper that are the specialties of the southern islands of Dongyun come from Black Borneo, high-quality iron ore and other metal ores, countless old medicinal herbs, and various precious spices and mahogany.

These things could be sold at sky-high prices in the Dayu Dynasty.

Especially recently, the East China has been in turmoil, and various forces have been fighting fiercely, either because of new hatred or more because of old grudges. At times like this, all resources that are helpful to the war can be sold at sky-high prices.

"The Lord will make a fortune again." Sophie waved a small folding fan lightly, and suddenly covered her mouth with the fan, laughing softly: "But, it's strange, I roughly estimated that the Lord has made an astronomical amount of real money these days... But where did all the gold, silver and copper coins go?"

Marceau narrowed her eyes and her voice became extremely soft.

Wisps of gentle breeze wrapped around her and Sophie, and the invisible wind turned into a strong barrier, blocking out all sounds.

She said softly, "Shut up. Remember this kind of thing in your heart, but don't say it out loud... You know what this gentleman is doing... Our life and death are now in his hands."

The corners of the two women's mouths curled up at the same time, revealing a very subtle smile. Maso coughed lightly and said, "Serve the Lord well. Our enemies have revealed their tracks. Sooner or later, we will have a terrible and cruel decisive battle... Apart from relying on the Lord, what else can we two weak women do?"

Sophie and Marceau sighed softly at the same time. Their tone was faint, and the resentment and desolation in their voices were just like those of a palace maid who had been locked up in the cold palace in the imperial palace for eight hundred years.

The two stood on the dock, looking around with their beautiful eyes. As their eyes moved, infinite charm overflowed. Among the people coming and going on the dock, many people were mesmerized for a moment. Someone staggered and fell directly off the dock, falling into the river with a "gulp", attracting many exclamations and the triumphant laughter of Sophie, Marceau, and a group of pretty girls.

Neither did the smug Sophie and Marceau, nor did they notice that while they were showing off their charm on the dock and looking around, two wisps of breeze fluttered out of their boat and rushed to a restaurant on the edge of the dock.

At the edge of Sihai Wharf, on the six-story wooden roof of a Jiangnan-style restaurant, two old men, Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhu, grabbed a plate of peanuts and a plate of preserved eggs mixed with dried chilies from the restaurant's kitchen, and with these two side dishes, they slurped the cheapest wine in this "Jiangnan-style" restaurant.

Two Golden Immortal-level wizards personally took action, and in the blink of an eye, a decent meal of wine and food was ready.

"Brother, let's go!" Xing Tianjiao raised his wine glass and gently clinked his glass with Xing Tianhu's. With a 'slurp' sound, the small white porcelain cup that contained one or two glasses of wine was drunk up without a drop of wine left.

Xing Tianjiao sighed with satisfaction: "Hey, this is what we gentlemen should eat and drink. Their sour wine, which was not made properly from vinegar, and the raw beef with blood... Hey, hey, our ancestors learned how to use fire so that we, the people of this clan, would not have to eat raw meat and drink blood!"

"Ah, these women, they look so delicate, but what do they eat? What do they drink? Oh, they are all pitiful children!"

"These two women, pitiful? Hey... not necessarily pitiful, but a little... unsure!" Xing Tianhu complained: "We have been watching them all the way from that dwarf's nest to here, and we can even see them burping, farting, and having periods clearly, but there is really nothing strange about them... Hey, hey, how old are we, and we still do this kind of thing? Although, their white skin does look pleasing to the eye, if this gets out, will we still have face?"

Xing Tian smiled bitterly and said, "Keep watching? Keep watching. Who made us owe money to that kid Xiaoliyu?"

The two old guys looked at each other, raised their glasses angrily, and took another big gulp of the wine.

The Great Xia Wu Clan, led by the four major families of Xingtian, Xiangliu, Zhurong, and Gonggong, used the original Burning Heaven City as their base, recruited soldiers and horses, and swept around frantically. In just a few months, the power of the Great Xia had already encompassed the 22 provinces around the original Burning Heaven City.

These twenty-two provinces were also called "important areas around the capital" in the Dayu Dynasty. They were the key areas of the country, with a dense population and developed industries. Their prosperity was only slightly inferior to that of Jiangnan.

However, these provinces have one advantage that the provinces in the south of the Yangtze River cannot compare to - the northern border is vast, and the territory of each province is at least twice as large as the provinces in the south of the Yangtze River. Among them, there are several provinces with dense mountains and forests. The area of ​​one province is almost as large as eight provinces in Jiangdong.

On the Earth in Xing Tianli's previous life, the entire territory of a big country was roughly the size of this one province.

Not to mention the twenty-two provinces, the number of soldiers needed to garrison and guard the important cities, passes, and strategic locations alone would be at least 20 million.

In the past, if you gathered a group of strong men and got some spears and javelins, you would be a qualified soldier.

But nowadays, to be a qualified elite soldier, you must at least have an automatic firearm? At least you must be equipped with tens of thousands of artillery pieces of various calibers? At least you must have some vehicles to quickly transport troops and supplies, right?

Once the war starts, the soldiers will just snap their fingers and what will be fired out are not bullets, but gold and silver!
Once the army is mobilized on a large scale, when the soldiers driving the cars step on the accelerator, what comes out of the exhaust pipe is not exhaust gas, but real gold and silver!
Dayu Dynasty cannot produce these things on its own, so you have to ask Xing Tianli to purchase them, right?
Considering that one cannot write two 'Xingtianshi' with one stroke, Xing Tianli sold weapons and supplies to the Daxia army at a 30% discount compared to those sold to Zhu Ming, Zhao Song and other forces.

Even so, they still owed Xing Tianli a huge sum of money!
Although they occupied 22 provinces and the wealth they looted was a terrifying astronomical figure, you can't use all that money to purchase weapons, right? The Great Xia Wu Clan is composed of hundreds of clans, big and small. No matter how powerful your Xingtian clan is, you are not strong enough to have the final say!

Most of the spoils have been transported back to the ancestral land of Daxia.

The two old men, Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhou, became laborers under Xing Tianli - anyway, when it came to conquering cities and territories, Xing Tianjiao and his group of youngsters were more than enough, and there was no need for two old golden immortal-level wizards.

Xing Tianli didn't ask them to do anything too outrageous. He just asked them to keep a close eye on Sophie and Marceau, that's all. This kind of thing was relaxing and enjoyable. Every day they could see countless beautiful girls wandering around. The two old frivolous guys enjoyed it very much.

"But no wonder the little carp is so cautious." Xing Tianhu stared at Ma Suo on the dock and muttered in a low voice: "When Fentian City was destroyed, the woman who was flirting with the dead emperor had the same facial features as her. It's just that the little girl was young and tender, and looked only fourteen or fifteen or sixteen years old, while this one, her temperament looks like she is in her forties or fifties."

"Tell me, what's this all about?" Xing Tianjiao took another sip of wine and murmured in a low voice: "How about we catch her and search her soul? Even if our skills are a bit poor, we can kill her with one soul search, one soul search... Or, let her try our methods of torture?"

Xing Tianhu rolled his eyes at his brother and said, "Just stay still. Little Carp just asked us to keep an eye on them, so let's just keep an eye on them... Anyway, we're going out, just... cough cough!"

The two men's eyes flickered slightly, and at the same time, a hint of iron-bloodedness flashed in their eyes.

Xing Tian said cunningly, "What is the story at the ancestral temple? We are a little confused about this little carp... Take it back to the family? Or just leave it outside?"

Xing Tianhou picked up the wine glass and was about to speak when they all turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction of the Jieshi Mansion.

It was Emperor and Augustus who came to visit. Emperor proposed a "fight of two moves" to Xing Tianli. Xing Tianli stepped on the flowing clouds and rushed towards the open sea at high speed.

The two old guys moved very quickly.

Xing Tian waved his hand cunningly, and the wine pot, wine glass and two small dishes on the roof turned into ashes.

Xing Tianhou's body swayed and he went directly to the crowded dock below. He grabbed a thief who had just succeeded in robbing someone, broke the thief's wrist bone with one finger, took out three or five cents of silver from his waist bag, and with a wave of his hand, the silver fell in front of the restaurant owner.

The unfortunate thief was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Just as he started to cry, Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhu had already rushed into the sky. In the clear sky and broad daylight, it was pitch black as ink. A dark cloud with a radius of dozens of feet appeared out of thin air, with a faint sound of thunder, wrapped around the figures of the two old guys, and chased after Xing Tianli's cloud light. Between the sea and the sky.

Di Ling just briefly introduced himself to Xing Tianli. Before Xing Tianli could speak, he smiled and said, "It seems that you have rejected our kindness? Then, of course, I can solve the problem in the way I am used to."

I don’t know what Di Ling was thinking about, his face suddenly twisted.

He was tall and thin, and his skin was like a layer of 'painted skin', which began to wriggle violently. There were dense, three-inch-high small 'ripples' on his skin. He roared in a low voice: "Boy, no one knows the bad nature of your people better than me... Therefore, all the suffering you are about to experience is what you asked for!"

Emperor Ling laughed strangely, and he opened his right hand towards Xing Tianli. The skin on his palm cracked with a "hiss", and dozens of blue-black blood vessels suddenly shot out from his cracked skin with a piercing scream, and stabbed towards Xing Tianli as fast as "lightning".

It really is, as fast as lightning.

Xing Tianli did not dare to be careless when facing Di Ling, who claimed to be a member of the Supreme Elders of the Pantheon.

The nine small tripods were operating at full capacity, and the power of his soul spread out in all directions. The small tripods suppressed the fluctuations of his soul. Firstly, his power of his soul would not be lost in this world of the Dharma Ending Age; secondly, his soul fluctuations would not disturb the boundless chaos outside Lingtai Zifu, causing those pitch-black tentacles to jump out and cause trouble for no reason.

As a result, Xing Tianli's spiritual power has covered an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Emperor Ling's blood vessels were pierced out, and in his soul, the 'immortal' golden light unique to the Golden Immortal had become increasingly strong. Xing Tianli accurately measured the distance between him and Emperor Ling, and measured the time these blood vessels took to pass through this space!

Truly, the speed of light!
Xing Tianli's spiritual power 'clearly saw' the whole process of these blood vessels piercing him, but he had just condensed the blood of Pangu, and his physical strength soared. For a while, he was unable to freely control the 'physical strength' and 'vast witchcraft power' he now possessed!
Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

After gathering the magical power of the twelve meridians, the number of secret arts and methods that Xing Tianli mastered has reached an extremely terrifying number. At this moment, he can completely choose to "split the sky and teleport", or "turn into light and fly", or "escape to the netherworld", or "freeze time"...

He could even shed a small piece of flesh on his own, and have it instantly transform into a 'flesh and blood witch puppet' with the same aura as his original self, to withstand the attack from Emperor Ling for him!
But there are too many means.

However, these methods, these secret techniques, had never been used by Xing Tianli before.

In a hurry, Xing Tianli used his most familiar fighting move - Tongtian Miaozhu shook, and 129.6 million sword beams flew into the air. The power of the five elements attached to the sword beams, and they were about to form the Great Five Elements Demon-Slaying Sword Formation...

However, Emperor Ling's blood vessels attacked too quickly, and Xing Tianli's soul had already reacted, but his sword formation was slightly slower than Emperor Ling's by a ten-thousandth of a second.

Dozens of extremely thin blood lights pierced Xing Tianli's chest with a "clang" sound.

Severe pain came, and Xing Tianli's strong body was blasted with dozens of thumb-sized blood holes by Di Ling's blood vessels. Large amounts of blood splattered, and the blood vessels penetrated three inches deep into Xing Tianli's chest.

Xing Tianli's pupils suddenly condensed.

Dozens of blood vessels were like dozens of small black holes. The terrifying suction force that was enough to devour everything gushed out from the blood vessels, plundering Xing Tianli's lifeblood in big mouthfuls. This devouring force even concealed extremely vicious evil thoughts. It was frantically invading Xing Tianli's body, invading his bone marrow, invading his blood, trying to dissect the secrets of his physical body.

Xing Tianli let out a long roar, and his body suddenly turned into a ray of golden light. Billowing golden flames rose into the sky. Behind him, the shadow of a three-legged golden crow was looming, and he was about to turn into a rainbow and escape.

'choke'!
Two axe shadows fell from the sky.

A jade-colored axe shadow savagely chopped at the blood vessels released by Emperor Ling, cutting them off abruptly. With Emperor Ling's muffled groan, dozens of blood vessels shattered, and the blood he extracted from Xing Tianli's body was completely annihilated by Xing Tianjiao's axe before it could return to Emperor Ling through the blood vessels.

Another jade-colored axe shadow directly chopped on Emperor Ling's forehead.

Fast, indescribably fast.

The light from Xing Tianhu's axe fell down, and it was 30% faster than the speed of Di Ling's blood vessels surging... Xing Tianli was horrified, and he suddenly realized a fact - in this world where Dongguo Shenzhou is located, it seems that the ultimate speed of light is not the 600,000 miles in a snap of the fingers that he was familiar with in his previous life?

Well, the laws of heaven and earth have changed!

On the Lingtai Zifu, in the "Original Witch Scripture", countless witch patterns splashed and jumped, and many ancient witch secrets rushed into Xing Tianli's mind.

It's about light, about speed, and about how the powerful body of a wizard can use this terrifying speed to cause greater damage.

Wisps of golden light continuously emanated from the core of his soul. Xing Tianli's soul frantically absorbed the combat experience from the ancient witch clan from the ancient times. However, the most urgent task was not to absorb and analyze these combat secrets!
Xing Tianli shouted loudly, and the clouds around him resisted. The rolling water clouds condensed into nine huge cauldrons, forcibly solidifying the void within a radius of several miles around him. The terrifyingly high temperature bronze transparent witch flames covered the sky and surged out from Xing Tianli's pores, madly burning this imprisoned space.

He was injured by Emperor Ling, and the splattered blood and flesh, all the breath, were instantly swept away by the bronze witch fire and absorbed back into his body without a single bit leaking out. After some forging and consumption, it once again turned into the primordial Qi and reintegrated into his body.

The dozens of blood vessels of Emperor Ling that were severed were used by Xing Tianli to extract a trace of Emperor Ling's original aura from them with the "Curse of Calling the Soul to the Netherworld". He shouted softly, and the nine small tripods shook slightly. The bronze divine light condensed into crisscrossing witch pattern chains, forcibly imprisoning this trace of original aura.

Make seals with your hands and recite the secret mantra.

The sound of an ancient and eerie secret spell began to grow out of thin air in the air around Xing Tianli as the witch power in his body was rapidly consumed - it was cold and evil, as if hundreds of millions of ancient zombies had been awakened and were all echoing Xing Tianli in chanting this horrible witch spell.

‘Pfft’ sound.

The axe split the body of Emperor Ling into two pieces. The two pieces of his body suddenly twitched and squirmed, and in a flash, they teleported to a place hundreds of miles away. The split flesh closed inwards, and his body was reassembled. Except for his somewhat embarrassed face, he seemed to have not suffered any damage.

He looked coldly at Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhou who were standing shoulder to shoulder in front of Xing Tianli. He was about to speak when he suddenly groaned, and a strange aura of the underworld spread out of thin air.

The fine air of the Yellow Springs Netherworld was like a tiny parasite, rapidly wriggling and spreading beneath Emperor Ling's skin. Wisps of extremely fine breath spread madly under his skin. Immediately, hundreds of soybean-sized ancient seal characters with evil and hideous strokes appeared under Emperor Ling's skin - "Death"!
'Death, death, death, death, death, death, death...'

Countless words of "death" spread hysterically under Di Ling's skin. Di Ling's body trembled slightly, and an unsettling aura of decay and old age continued to spread from him.

Xing Tianjiao and Xing Tianhou were both stunned. The two old men turned around at the same time and looked at Xing Tianli in disbelief.

"Boy, are you still our Xingtian clan's offspring?"

"My son has always liked to swing an axe and chop people. We follow the most orthodox way of war witches... We have never inherited the lineage of curse witches!"

Xing Tianli had no time to talk to the two ancestors. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The strange witchcraft sounds around him became crazier, more twisted, more hideous, and more hysterical. The light in the sky within a hundred miles suddenly dimmed. Dark clouds gathered rapidly from all directions. In the clouds, a deadly aura was spreading, outlining a huge word "death".

Emperor Ling's body shook.

Black blood continued to flow out of his seven orifices.

(End of this chapter)