Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 103 Beyond Daqi, the Clan of Immortals

At the same time.

To the west of the Die Fog Sea, I don't know how many thousands of miles away.

On the black coastline, in the cloudy sky, a blue streamer flashed across the coast, as fast as thunder and lightning.

Looking closely, it is a small airship cast like sapphire, glowing with a faint blue light, protected from wind and rain, and jetting like a rainbow.

In the boat, a young man in Tsing Yi was focused, holding a broken stone tablet the size of a washbasin, carefully clued it, but could not understand it.

Different from ordinary people, the man in Tsing Yi has an orange imprint of a clover between his eyebrows, exuding an aura of unfathomable power.

Snapped!
The stele landed.

"Hee hee, Brother Ke, still don't understand?"

The appearance is alluring and refined, but there is a childish little girl in a white dress between her brows, her hip-length black hair fluttering, and her clear eyes are staring at him.

There is also a small clover imprint on the girl's white, tender and clean eyebrows, but it is red, and its momentum is much weaker than orange.

"can't read."

The young man in Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes slightly flawed.

"This thing is not my family's thing after all, it's normal if you can't understand it, but the thing inside is probably a skill."

The beautiful woman shook her white skirt, puzzled and said, "Slave stuff, Brother Ke, why do you spend so much energy researching it?"

"No, although they are barbarians, they still have some merits in terms of physical body, and they can learn from it."

"It seems to me that these are vulgar things."

The woman's pretty face wrinkled, not agreeing.

"Hey, you don't understand, this thing is brought back from the ancient battlefield by the patriarch. Even if it is not my family's thing, even if it is useless in the end, it is still very valuable for collection."

The man in Tsing Yi gently stroked the stele, showing yearning.

The ancient battlefield, that is the place that people dream of.

pity……

"Hey, Brother Ke, we're here!"

At this moment, the woman in the white skirt leaned on the railing and looked down at the sky.

The flying boat fell, suspended hundreds of meters in the air.

Below, the waves and tides are surging, the white mist is rolling, and a small fishing village surrounded by valleys is faintly visible, and the surrounding area is desolate.

There are dozens of families in the fishing village. The adults are working hard, and the children are playing and playing on the beach.

"Brother Ke, come and see, you're lucky this time."

The girl in the white dress looked down at the fishing village, with a faint blue light in her eyes, she watched for a while, as if she had discovered something, she couldn't help but brow with joy.

The young man stepped forward, looked down, shook his head and laughed: "The strongest are only a few slaves in the furnace, why not?"

After the words fell, he raised his hand, and the black air in his hand shot towards the fishing village below.

hum!
While galloping, when the black air was approaching the fishing village, it made a buzzing sound, stopped, and was blocked by an invisible force.

"It's interesting, there is actually a formation."

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and spoke plausibly.

The next moment, his lips parted slightly, and he uttered a strange syllable.

"scold!!"

This syllable seems to infuse Yin wind, containing infinite cold air.

Boom!
The sound wave swept across the formation, like a storm in the fishing village, splashing earth and rocks all over the sky, several wooden houses collapsed, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

When all the villagers saw the fancy flying boat, they immediately looked terrified and desperate, dragging their families and hiding in their homes desperately.

"Shall I invite you out?!"

Taking a step forward, the man in Tsing Yi who stood upright in mid-air uttered an indifferent voice, which echoed in the village, and the lingering sound continued for a long time.

However, the fishing village is still dead silent, without any movement.

"Oh, stubborn!"

In the air, the man in Tsing Yi had a stern expression and closed his eyes.

The next moment, the naked eyes could see the black veins under his skin, which seemed virtual and real, intertwined, and the black veins connecting his whole body lit up, and the black awns in it flowed and galloped, and finally converged on the mark between the eyebrows.

Rumble!
The countless energies of heaven and earth around him seemed to bless him, and the surging momentum turned into reality, and the black energy swept across the four directions like a tide.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the black air flow went straight towards the direction of the fishing village.

"Ah! It's time to fight these dog days of the Immortal Clan!"

"Hiding in this kind of place is still discovered. It really wants to drive me to death, and everyone rushes out with me!"

"Swear not to be a slave! Kill!!"

Murderous aura billowed past, several houses violently erupted into the sky, blood aura went straight to the sky, and the shrill howls were endless.

"call……"

The man in Tsing Yi let out a long sigh of relief
His eyes were fixed on the strongest one among the several qi and blood.

"Exorcism · Kuroshio Strike!"

The torrent of black air fell like a river of heaven, blasting through the defensive formation.

At an extremely terrifying speed, it tore through the air and smashed through the house from top to bottom. The cold and cloudy air instantly set off a strange fire on the spot.

"what!!"

The black fire disappeared in a flash, and in the sky above Migai fishing village, most of those human martial arts exuding powerful blood disappeared in an instant.

Countless fragments of bricks and tiles flew into the sky, and black flames burned the fishing village.

The village that had been quiet and peaceful just now turned into a purgatory, with figures running around, and corpses strewn all over the place.

"No!"

"Forgive me, I am willing to be a puppet and a slave, please forgive me!"

"Woooooo, my youngest son, my son!"

The sound of collisions and desperate cries kept ringing in the village.

1 minute later.

The man in Tsing Yi stood proudly at the entrance of the village, unscathed.

On the opposite side, a bald man with decayed vitality and limbs was kneeling in the middle of the road, with blood gushing from all parts of his body, almost collapsing.

He stared at the burning village with disbelief, and hearing the faint shouts inside, two bright red tears of blood burst out from Tong Gong's big eyes.

"Hahaha, you sons of bitches! Such a cruel way to slaughter our human race, sooner or later, you will end up like this!! I swear you will!!!"

The big man smiled back with hatred, his eyes full of blood and hatred.

"Hehe, the mourning of a defeated dog."

The man in Tsing Yi held his head high, indifferent yet arrogant.

"Pooh……"

The big man knew that he was not far from death, so he spit at the man.

bass!
The bright white light pierced the sky and cut off the throat.

"Back!"

The girl's small mouth opened slightly, and the clear voice in the sky rang out. The white light whirled and soared into the sky, turning into a pocket white sword in her palm.

"You, why did you kill him so quickly? I have to torture him for a while, and I want to ask if there are other villages nearby."

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and laughed, but when he saw the girl's bulging bun face, he coughed dryly again, stopped talking in time, and didn't continue.

"receive!"

Seeing that the village was clean, the man in Tsing Yi waved his sleeve.

The cuffs are like a treasure chest, black and boundless, with everything in one sleeve.

Whoohoo!
A wind blew up on the flat ground, and battered corpses rose from the ground, like rivers returning to the sea, rolling up to the blue sky, and finally sank into the cuffs.

When the last corpse was collected, the two returned to heaven.

Whoa!
The flying boat left, and the village was completely wiped out and scattered into the wind.

In the flying boat traveling through the sky, the girl was bored and slumped on the white jade railing, looking at the mountains below and passing by.

"Hey, when will we be able to collect [-] corpses?" The girl turned her nimble eyes slightly, then turned her head and asked: "Why do you say that Grandpa Patriarch is so troublesome, why didn't he kill the human race raised under his sect? Can it be easily put together?"

"Those human races are resources for cultivation, how can you kill them at will?" The man in Tsing Yi frowned and fiddled with the stone tablet on the table.

"I don't think it matters."

The girl said indifferently: "Anyway, they are so capable of living, and whoever died, just let these animals reproduce a little...Hey, Brother Ke, are you listening, why are you still making that stone tablet?"

The man in Tsing Yi frowned, turned his head and said: "Didn't you pay attention just now, this stone tablet seems to have flashed?"

"How come, a rag..."

hum-

Before the words were finished, the stele burst into bright red light.

(End of this chapter)