Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Ji Wushuang took the initiative to initiate a fight to seize the "altar". Taking advantage of the altar owner's absence, she launched a powerful attack. Her spiritual consciousness transformed into a surging tide, suddenly rushing the black Dao text into pieces...

altar?

Bring it to you!

After the Taoist text dispersed, Ji Wushuang "saw" the spiritual imprint on the altar. She immediately condensed her spiritual consciousness into a "big iron hammer" and bombarded the spiritual imprint on the altar.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Dong, dong..."

……

The sound of the hammers made the three little ones' teeth ache.

Finally, a crack appeared in the opponent's spiritual imprint. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and even broke into pieces. Ji Wushuang didn't stop until it was torn to pieces.

Ji Wushuang's blood essence and spiritual consciousness swaggered around the pile of spiritual fragments, trying to attack the core of the altar and "occupy the mountain as king."

"Zheng——"

The altar lit up with a black light, as if it wanted to resist, but was hit twice by the sledgehammer before it calmed down.

After the essence and blood merged with the altar, Ji Wushuang sensed a very mysterious existence. It was stirring in her sea of ​​consciousness, like a restless poisonous snake, ready to attack Ji Wushuang at any time and turn her into a fool.

It turned out that the altar had developed intelligence and knew who its master was.

But it had no idea that once it reached Ji Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness, that would be Ji Wushuang's home turf, and its intelligence would be useless because there were three Menghong Holy Spirits in Ji Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness, who had no martial ethics and liked to fight in groups.

Look, after discovering the spirit of the altar, the three little ones automatically surrounded it without Ji Wushuang even having to take action.

He punched and kicked the "poisonous snake", smashing its newly formed "weapon spirit" into pieces. After a round of tempering, it finally turned into nutrients for Ji Wushuang's sea of ​​consciousness and fell into the sea of ​​consciousness with a plop.

The altar that had already generated the spirit of the instrument has become a "fool".

Ji Wushuang: [……]

It was nice and brutal and she loved it.

Ji Wushuang summoned the altar into his hand and said with a smile: "Well done, I'll give you some melon seeds when I get back."

The three little ones puffed out their chests proudly.

what?

You said you wanted to help the master to contract the spirit of the altar?

Oh, what level is it?

Does it also match?

Just erase it.

……

Thousand Cloud World.

"what……"

Feng Zi suddenly covered her head and screamed madly. It was as if a piece of her soul had been torn out. The pain was unbearable, and even if she wanted to suppress it, she couldn't...

It's the altar!

The altar was "taken away"!

Do not!

how can that be!

She had gone to great lengths to obtain that altar, even sacrificing several beings from the lower realms. It had clearly awakened to spiritual intelligence, yet it was gone just like that?!

Who did this!

Who did this!!!

Because of anger, Feng Zi's aura began to run wild. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late. The violent power razed everything around her to the ground in the blink of an eye, and continued to expand above the Starfall Divine City, forming an extremely dangerous vortex of divine power.

Looking at the vortex of divine power in the sky, the generals did not dare to delay at all and immediately reported the news to Feng Ying.

"Emperor! His Majesty Zi's divine power has gone berserk! Please go over and take a look..."

"Is the divine power running wild?" Feng Ying immediately stood up and asked as she walked, "Is it suppressed?"

The expressions of several generals were a little stiff, "Emperor, it has not been suppressed yet."

"Why don't you suppress it? Long-term violent use of divine power is harmful to the body. Don't you even know this?"

The generals had no choice but to say, "Emperor, it's not that we don't want to suppress it, it's that we can't suppress it. You should go and see for yourself."

As soon as Feng Ying saw their appearance, she knew that things were not simple. She released her spiritual sense and immediately locked onto the terrifying force that was like a raging storm.

This is...A Zi? !

Why did A Zi's divine power become so strong?

A dark light flashed in Feng Ying's eyes. She broke the rules and came to Feng Zi. With a light wave of the magic whip, she strangled the storm in the cradle. Feng Zi fell down with convulsions, and Feng Ying lifted her up with her strength. She slowly breathed in her breath and examined her carefully.

Feng Zi's body was not hurt, so why did she suddenly lose control of her power?

Could it be divine consciousness?

Feng Ying used her spiritual sense to check Feng Zi's spiritual sea again and found that it was in chaos, and even a piece had collapsed, as if it had been torn apart and swallowed by some ferocious beast.

But Feng Zi was responsible for taking care of Feng Zhen, and the cave where she lived was near the Imperial Palace. It was impossible for her to encounter an attack, let alone such a terrifying attack that could tear apart her spiritual sea.

Doubts arose in Feng Ying's heart, and Feng Zi also slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Zi had a splitting headache and her eyes were bloodshot. She found that someone had imprisoned her and she couldn't move. She instinctively wanted to get angry, but when she saw who was in front of her, her body couldn't help but tremble.

"Emperor, Emperor..."

"Hold still. How do you feel?"

"Emperor, I, I'm fine... Thank you, Emperor."

Feng Ying raised her eyes and locked onto hers. "Although your strength has improved a lot, it's your spiritual sea that was injured this time. It shouldn't be underestimated. Who hurt you?"

Of course Feng Zi couldn't tell the truth. If Feng Ying knew that she had secretly broken through the void and went to Tianlan Continent, it would definitely arouse her suspicion.

"I...I don't know who the other party is."

"Then how did you get injured?"

"Emperor, I was resting in the cave when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head and then fainted. When I woke up, I saw you..."

that's it?

Feng Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, and simply raised her hand and waved it gently. Starlight fell from the universe and automatically arranged and evolved.

The stardust dances and changes, like a dream.

This is astrology, a power that can only be wielded by the Emperor who controls destiny and laws.

Feng Ying soon got the answer - no one had been there, not only people, but also no spirits or souls. It was very safe around Feng Zi.

In other words, Feng Zi was indeed seriously injured "inexplicably".

Of course, this situation may also be caused by Feng Zi’s “contractor” being injured.

"Where's your life-defining magical weapon? Is it safe?"

Feng Zi's heart trembled slightly. As expected, Feng Ying was too cautious and not easy to fool.

Wasn’t it because the altar of magical instruments was stolen that she was seriously injured?

But she absolutely couldn't let her see any clues, so she chuckled and said, "It's fine, you see."

Feng Zi used his natal magic weapon without hesitation, and was indeed safe and sound.

"Where are the other magical instruments?"

"The other magical instruments are also good."

Feng Ying thought about it and did not doubt it too much, because apart from his own magic weapon, even if other magic weapons were destroyed, the backlash would not be so serious, unless the destroyed magic weapon had given birth to a spirit.

But how easy is it for a magic weapon to give birth to a spirit?

Once this kind of magic weapon comes out, it will surely attract competition from all parties. Although Feng Zi is the daughter of the late emperor, she does not have a magic weapon of this specification.

Seeing that she couldn't find the reason, Feng Ying gave her a soul-nourishing pill and said, "Azi, take a good rest."

"Yes."

"Also, report your improvement in strength. There's no need to be secretive. You are the daughter of the late emperor. If you can make further progress, the late emperor would be pleased. Of course, I would be pleased too."

Feng Zi's scalp went numb when she heard this, and cold sweat broke out all over her body...

But Feng Ying didn't want Feng Zi's explanation, so she left after saying this. Feng Zi stared at her back, which was as tall as a mountain, and couldn't help but clenched her fists.

Happy?

She said happy?!

What Feng Ying meant was... that even if Feng Zi became more powerful, she couldn't shake her position?

Are you so arrogant?! Are you so proud?!

Feng Zi bit her gums until they bled. Feng Ying, oh Feng Ying, one day I will trample all your pride and dignity under my feet!!!

……

After Ji Wushuang contracted the altar, he carefully examined it and found that although the altar looked ordinary, it had a very "supernatural" effect because it could "transform life."

For example, when person A is about to die and his life span is about to end, the power of the altar can be used to transfer the life of another person to person A, so as to achieve the purpose of "prolonging life".

Moreover, the "evil power" on the altar is very strong, even stronger than that on his own master.

How many people did it "kill"?

Ji Wushuang curled her lips in disgust. If it wasn't for the purpose of completely cutting off the parasitic spiritual root, she would have smashed this crappy altar right now.

Although the altar had lost its spirit and was a fool who only knew "Aba Aba", it was still very sensitive to Ji Wushuang's "murderous intention" towards it. It did not dare to dodge immediately and lay obediently in Ji Wushuang's palm, as quiet as a chicken.

Ji Wushuang poked it with a sneer and said, "Why don't you remove the barrier?"

The altar immediately released its barrier, but unexpectedly, a scorching hot air wave hit him in the face.

Ji Wushuang was puzzled when suddenly, countless evil spirits attacked her. If the altar was not still in Ji Wushuang's hands, she would have blocked it twice with "Ka Ka". Ji Wushuang suspected that her hair would have been cut off.

Of course, more evil spirits were blown away by the giant blue snake's tail.

Ji Wushuang raised his eyes coldly, and then he realized that there were demon cultivators from all directions, surrounding the Water Snake and the Seven-tailed Fire Fox. The four leading demon cultivators were the Eastern Demon Lord Dongfang Song, the Western Demon Lord Li Yuze, the Southern Demon Lord Ke Ji, and the Northern Demon Lord Yan Xing.

What happened?

Ji Wushuang looked at Yan Xing in confusion, and the latter winked at her, indicating that she should look at the place not far away.

Ji Wushuang looked up and his face darkened...

My goodness, there are corpses of demon cultivators all over the ground, each one died more miserably than the other.

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Ji Wushuang slowly raised his head and said awkwardly, "If I say I didn't do this, would you believe me?"

Yan Xing, acting as the supporting actor, cleared his throat and said slowly, "Oh? Ji Xiaoyou said it wasn't you who killed him, so who did?"

Ji Wushuang said seriously: "Dongfang Li."

The corner of Yan Xing's mouth twitched, and he nodded to signal Ji Wushuang to look at his feet again. Who else could that head be but Dongfang Li?

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Shit, forget about him.

What should I do? I suddenly feel like I can’t get rid of this feeling even if I jump into the spiritual river.

Ji Wushuang curled his lips helplessly, bent down to pick up Dongfang Li's tall corpse, and dragged it towards the demon cultivators...

The delicate and pretty little face was tense, with blood still on her cheeks. She took each step calmly and calmly, which frightened the demon cultivators enough that some even swallowed nervously...

But the Demon Lords from the four major demon realms are all here. Could they still be afraid of a little girl?

So everyone resisted the urge to run away.

Dongfang Song gnashed his teeth and said, "Little girl, we asked you to come here just to ask you to save someone. Why did you have to do such a cruel thing?"

Ji Wushuang threw Dongfang Li's body and head to the ground. The head rolled to the feet of a demon cultivator. She then said calmly, "It's true that my ancestor killed Dongfang Li, but these demon cultivators were also killed by Dongfang Li."

Dongfang Song sneered: "Do you think we will believe it? It must be you and your Mahayana spirit beast who killed everyone!"

Ji Wushuang said calmly, "My Mahayana spirit beast and I don't have this ability yet. We can kill a Mahayana demon cultivator without anyone noticing."

Dongfang Song: "What?"

Ji Wushuang: "I said, Dongfang Li has already advanced to the Mahayana stage. He came to snipe me this time because he didn't want me to save your disciple. He wanted to use your disciple's death to cause a war between spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators, then take advantage of the chaos to kill the four of you and inherit the Demon Realm openly!"

Dongfang Song stared at Dongfang Li's body, as if he was confirming something.

The ring had already turned to dust, and so Dongfang Li's aura also spread out. That bottomless oppressive feeling was actually from the Mahayana stage?!

Ji Wushuang pointed at the corpses of the other demon cultivators and said kindly, "These corpses were all killed in one blow. There should still be traces of Dongfang Li's demonic energy on their necks. Wouldn't it be clear if you investigate for yourselves? Shui Rongshe, Qiwei, give them the bodies."

Because the two Mahayana spirit beasts had been guarding the "barrier" all the time, the four demon lords had no time to check the cause of death of the demon cultivators.

Now that they had the bodies, they quickly found out the cause of their death. It was indeed Dongfang Li's trick.

Ke Ji did not relax his vigilance, staring at Ji Wushuang and asking, "Since Dongfang Li is a Mahayana cultivator, how did you survive from Dongfang Li's hands?"

After all, in the eyes of everyone, this little girl is just at the Qi Refining stage.

It would be easy for Dongfang Li to kill her.

Ji Wushuang blinked, looking innocent: "Is it difficult to survive from his hands? He is like this. My Sword Master Ancestor can kill one with one sword, just like cutting vegetables~"

The demon cultivators: "..."

Grass.

Killing Mahayana is the same as cutting vegetables?

You are bragging!

And this little girl's expression, wow, why does she look so annoying?