The Abandoned Young Master of a Wealthy Cultivation Family

Chapter 583: Send you on your way!

Almost at the same time when Su Bai killed Wu Jiuyan's soul.

Inside a gloomy underground palace deep in Myanmar.

On the altar at the deepest part of the palace, a figure that looked like a stone sculpture suddenly moved.

Swish!

When he opened his eyes, two black rays of light instantly pierced through the stone wall in front of him and shot out nearly ten meters before slowly dissipating.

"Damn you little Su Bai, you actually dared to kill my clone!"

He was so furious that the aura he emitted alone almost made the entire palace tremble.

One can imagine how terrifying his true strength is.

"This trip to China was a real miscalculation!"

At this moment, a murderous intent emerged in his deep eyes.

"You've ruined the great cause of the Wushen Sect. Today, I've killed my clone who has cultivated for many years. This is equivalent to destroying my only chance of becoming an Earthly Immortal! Su Bai, my dear, when I come out of seclusion, I will grind you to dust!"

Now he doesn't even take Cangming Sword Immortal seriously, of course that's also because Cangming Sword Immortal has passed away.

According to his plan, when he comes out of seclusion, it will be the time to merge the soul of his clone. He can use the powerful force unleashed by the union of the two souls to impact the realm of Earthly Immortal!

But now, his most precious clones and souls were all destroyed at Su Bai's hands.

All his plans were disrupted, how could he not be angry?

As for the spiritual weapon Yinluo Banner, in his opinion, it is far less important than the soul of his clone.

call---

He let out a long breath, his eyes became deep as water again, he closed his eyes, and his body turned into a lifeless fossil again.

Inside Mingquan Villa.

Su Bai frowned slightly as he looked at Wu Jiuyan's body whose soul had dissipated.

This guy's soul seems incomplete?

He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

far away.

Ying Zikang landed beside Su Pojun, and the rich green Yi wood spiritual energy on his body madly surged out of his body.

"You didn't take the opportunity to escape?"

Su Bai raised a smile and looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

Su Pojun woke up slowly, but the burnt marks on his body could not be removed for a while.

His clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and he looked extremely miserable.

He stared at Su Bai, breathing rapidly, and said nothing.

When they came, they were like gods, blocking off the four directions of heaven and earth, and were extremely confident that they would kill Su Bai.

But now, Su Bai is still safe and sound, but three of their five divine-level masters have died.

Now, both of them are seriously injured, and only Ying Zikang still has peak combat power.

Ying Zikang looked at Su Bai expressionlessly: "Su Bai, to be honest, you and I don't have any deep hatred or grudges!"

"Once we embark on the path of cultivation, these grudges and hatreds have nothing to do with us. Let me take my junior brother away, and I guarantee that he will not leave the immortal sect again within ten years! As for the secular Su family, you can destroy it at will!"

Su Bai looked at him with a smile: "It seems that Su Pojun's status is not low!"

Ying Zikang said calmly, "Junior Brother Pojun holds a very distinguished position in my Medicine God Sect, no less so than myself! If you kill him today, you'll be declaring war on my Medicine God Sect. I advise you to think it over carefully!"

"Besides, you know you can't kill him with me here!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a huge bronze tripod with three legs and two ears flew out.

"Qingmu Ding!"

Su Pojun's eyes instantly became hot.

"Brother Ying, our master actually asked you to bring the Qingmu Ding out!"

The Qingmu Ding, a top-grade spiritual weapon, is considered one of the most powerful magical weapons in the entire Yaoshen Sect.

No wonder Ying Zikang was always fearless when facing Su Bai, it turned out that he had this tripod.

Thinking of this, Su Pojun felt relieved.

You know, the Qingmu Ding is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and even if the Earth Immortal Ancestor takes action himself, it is difficult to break the defense.

What about Su Bai?

"Su Bai, your strength is beyond my imagination!"

Su Pojun looked straight at Su Bai and said in a deep voice: "On behalf of the Su family, I acknowledge your existence---"

"Acknowledge my existence?"

Su Bai's eyebrows suddenly raised, and his look was defiant with an unprecedented pride.

"Who do you think you are?"

"What is the Su family in Beijing?"

"Why do I need you to acknowledge me, Su Bai?"

Swish!

Before he finished speaking, Su Bai's body suddenly turned into a long rainbow of lightning, instantly breaking the sound barrier, and punched towards the two of them.

"I have said my last words. I will send you two on your way!"

"Damn it!"

Ying Zikang didn't expect Su Bai to attack him just because of a disagreement. He cursed angrily, and the green wooden shadow behind him suddenly grew, and countless branches poured into the green wooden cauldron.

hum!

The runes around the Qingmu Ding suddenly emitted a lapis lazuli light, instantly enlarging and enveloping the bodies of the two people.

Boom!

A low crashing sound echoed everywhere.

Xue Pinghai, Su Qingyao and the others were so shocked that they quickly covered their ears.

Su Tianzhi and other ordinary people turned pale and almost fainted.

The giant green tripod was like a steel armored vehicle, and was knocked back by Su Bai's punch.

Ying Zikang and the other man had cold expressions on their faces. They controlled the Qingmu Ding and used the force of the backward flight to quickly escape.

They were completely defeated in this battle!

"You want to leave, but it's not that easy?"

Su Bai sneered, the power of thunder and lightning surged in his body, and he shouted softly.

"Immortal Heavenly Thunder Dharma Image, arise!"

boom!

When the huge thunder and lightning Dharma image stood up again, Su Bai's hand seals changed, and in an instant he and the thunder and lightning Dharma image merged into one.

In an instant, his body turned into a lightning giant over ten meters tall.

"Broken, broken, broken---"

At this moment, Su Bai once again transformed into a violent god of war.

He used his fists and feet together to strike the air. The nearly ten-foot-tall green wooden tripod in front of him was like a toy and was knocked flying in the air.

Inside the cauldron, Su Pojun and Ying Zikang were both shocked.

Although most of Su Bai's attack was neutralized by the Qingmu Ding, a small amount of force still shocked the two of them.

Ying Zikang was fine. He was not seriously injured, and he was also a Yimu spirit body with strong recovery ability. Although he felt uncomfortable, he was fine.

However, Su Pojun was bleeding from his mouth and nose, which was unbearable.

If this continues, he might end up being shaken to death here!

He made his decision almost instantly.

"Brother Ying, as long as I can return to the sect alive this time, the spot in the Penglai Secret Realm will be yours!"

Ying Zikang's eyes suddenly brightened. He looked at Su Pojun deeply and said nothing more.

We are all smart people, and there are some things that don’t need to be said in detail.

In an instant, Ying Zikang, who had been passively resisting Su Bai's bombardment, had a green light surging out from between his eyebrows. Dense patterns flowed on the green wooden tripod, and a roaring sound was emitted in an instant, like a green meteor, flying towards the sky!

"You can't leave!"

Su Bai shouted coldly, and expanded a little more. His body was like a god or demon. A lightning magic sword that was more than ten feet long appeared in his hand in an instant, and he slashed it down with one sword!

boom!

The void exploded, and the azure light on the Green Wood Cauldron dimmed instantly, as if struck hard by a powerful blow, it slammed into the ground, creating a massive hole.