Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

"Hmph, I see." The man spit, turned and crawled out.

The person who came in quickly grabbed the child and jumped on it.

Venerable Chi was waiting outside, and when he saw the person being brought out, he finally showed a smile.

He stretched out his hand, touched the child's neck, found that there was still breath, and finally nodded, took out a black jar from his arms and put it on the boy's neck.

"I cut his neck, I took his blood, imprisoned his soul in a jar, and took it back." Venerable Chi said.

"Okay!" The disciple nodded, took out the knife, placed it on the child's neck, and suddenly wanted to cut it open.

"This way!" In the mountains in the distance, there were dense footsteps, and countless people were approaching here.

Venerable Chi frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The disciple next to him hurriedly said, "It's from Yan Yuzhuang, and Yu Fei is their disciple, maybe he's looking for someone."

"Yanyu Village? For an ordinary disciple, so deep? It seems that the entire Yanyu Village has been dispatched. Are these people mentally ill?"

Venerable Chi was very puzzled. He didn't understand why the people of Yan Yuzhuang would dispatch so many people for the sake of an ordinary disciple.

"How is the strength of this Misty Rain Village?" Venerable Chi continued to ask.

"There are three saints, one middle saint, and two saints early."

"It's difficult to handle. The people we dispatched this time are too scattered. In this area, I am the only saint in the middle stage. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to deal with." Venerable Chi pondered.

Chapter 204 Yu Fei (Nine)

Venerable Chi was a little hesitant, the arrival of Yanyu Village was too unexpected.

Normally, a force would not waste so much manpower and material resources for an ordinary disciple. With this skill, it is better to let the people below do other things.

But Yan Yuzhuang did this. They used all the disciples and manpower of the entire villa to find a missing ordinary disciple.

"You wait here to stop them, I will drain this child's blood as soon as possible, and lock his soul into the magic pot."

Venerable Chi waved his hand and signaled the people around him to go outside and stop those who came in. Otherwise, there will be an accident, and the success will be in vain.

A group of people looked at each other, nodded one after another, and circled the outside.

"It's inside, there are people here!" With a cry, the disciples of Yan Yuzhuang have come to the front, facing the subordinates of Venerable Chi.

"Come on, here we are, Yufei is probably inside!"

There are more and more people around, more than [-] people, densely packed, walking out of the fog, a piece of darkness.

Seeing so many enemies, Rao Shizun's subordinates are generally stronger, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"This is... Yan Yuzhuang came out from the nest, I am afraid that the entire Yan Yuzhuang people have used it. An ordinary disciple, does it need to be so popular?" Venerable Chi felt that his head was buzzing, and it was not enough.

He could not have imagined that there were so many enemies.

"Do it, don't hesitate." Venerable Chi winked at the person next to him, who nodded, raised the knife in his hand, and put it on the boy's neck again.

The small golden hoop hanging around the neck exudes a faint luster... as if to foreshadow the arrival of someone.

hum~

The golden hoop broke free from its shackles, turned into a streamer, and flew into the mist.

In the fog, a clean hand stretched out, revealing a cyan sleeve, and firmly grasped the small pendant.

"Ruyi... golden hoop stick." Wang Shuo read the words above, and became more and more certain that this boy must have something to do with Yu Xuan.

Or... this boy is the descendant of Yu Xuan.

wow~

With the flying of the golden hoop pendant, the necklace bloomed with bursts of brilliance, and the brilliance became more and more splendid, turning into a stick more than one meter long.

The long stick is two fingers wide and very heavy.

In the reflection of the metallic luster above, you can see the carefully polished traces, like golden clouds, carved on the stick.

That breath is an innate treasure.

Looking at the breath on the stick, all the people around looked over.

Who would have thought that an inconspicuous pendant on the neck of the little boy would be a congenital treasure?

Wang Shuo held the stick and looked at the man in the scarlet robe who was holding the child's hands. He walked over step by step. Venerable Chi frowned, and finally put down the child in his hand and said, "You know, what are we? people?"

"I don't know." Wang Shuo shook his head, but his footsteps did not slow down.

"The peak of the quasi-sage? This breath is a little weak." Venerable Chi shook his head, with a smile that was not a smile.

"Is it?"

Qian Wu and Yin Rou'er also came out. A middle-stage saint and a late-stage saint finally made Venerable Chi pale.

"Isn't that saying that there are only two early saints in Yanyu Village, and one middle saint? Why is there a late saint?"

He was a little puzzled and had a sullen face, but now, it was too late to give him more time to think about it.

But the strange thing is that these two saints obviously did not intend to intervene, but watched a Qingpao Taoist who was at the peak of the quasi-sage and duel him?

This is a bit ridiculous.