Wuhu... Take off."
"Charge!"
Thus, a skeleton, a dog, and a centipede charged forward together, shouting excitedly.
Amidst the tense confrontation between the Imperial Sword Sect and the demonic beasts, their shouts sounded especially pleasing.
For a moment, they attracted everyone's gaze.
Especially since they were charging right into the center of the two confronting sides.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder.
During such a serious confrontation, these three shouting and hollering as they charged in must be idiots unafraid of death, unable to assess the current situation?
In the sky, the expressionless giant face finally opened its eyes.
Revealing a hint of impatience.
With a wave of its hand, it sent out a deep rumbling voice: "Tiger Demon Venerable, go take care of them."
Having spoken, the giant face closed its eyes again.
"Yes!"
The Tiger Demon Venerable respectfully nodded, his body flashed and arrived not far from Lu Benwei and the other two.
"Stop."
Looking down on them from on high, he loudly commanded in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you be so bold and make such a racket before Ancestor Seng?"
The Tiger Demon Venerable thought that faced with his demonic aura, a little centipede, a beast, and a human in black robes would be trembling with fear.
However.
These three seemed to not have heard him at all and continued charging this way.
"Courting death!"
The Tiger Demon Venerable was instantly furious, killing intent bursting forth, about to take action and dispose of these three blind fools.
But to his surprise, a giant claw suddenly appeared above him and slapped down at him with astonishing force.
"What kind of idiot is also blocking the way here, yammering on endlessly!"
Accompanied by a disdainful voice, Ao Qing's giant claw instantly arrived above the Tiger Demon Venerable's head.
The Tiger Demon Venerable's expression drastically changed, before he could react, he was slapped down by the claw, eyes bulging out as half his body was embedded into the ground.
"Bro Qing rocks, Bro Qing is awesome!"
Seeing this, the Night Wind Centipede on top of Ao Qing's head immediately cried out ingratiatingly, its entire demeanor becoming cocky and complacent, this was what it meant to cling to the right thigh!
"Daring to block our money-making, truly blind fools. Qing, well done, not bad for my good younger brother..."
Lu Benwei also shouted out praise, dragging his wide black robes as he continued charging forward roaring.
And this scene stunned everyone present.
The Tiger Demon Venerable, one of the strongest among the demon venerables, was slapped to death with one paw by that beast?
Wow!
Having assumed they were fools, they did not expect that beast to have such strength, it was truly unbelievable to them.
However, this sudden change was good news for the Imperial Sword Sect and Li Family's side.
Of course.
The overall situation was still not optimistic.
After all, with Song Ke blocking the way, he was like an insurmountable mountain.
And the Tiger Demon Venerable's death also caused visible anger in the giant face in the sky that had just closed its eyes, and its gaze looked down from on high.
But the three brothers completely ignored the astonished, angry gazes, their eyes fixed only on the small dirt mound the Night Wind Centipede was pointing at.
And the position of this small dirt mound was right in the middle of the standoff between the Imperial Sword Sect and Song Ke's forces.
Then under everyone's gaze, the three brothers finally arrived at the small dirt mound.
However.
Upon nearing it, they discovered a huge rift splitting the small dirt mound into two halves, and there was no treasure the Night Wind Centipede had spoken of at all.
"Damn, where's the money?"
"Where's my money?"
Seeing this scene, Lu Benwei who was excited just a moment ago instantly froze, anxiously stomping his feet on the spot, then grabbed the Night Wind Centipede in his hand and furiously asked: "You tricked me?"
"Big brother, I wouldn't dare, I really wouldn't dare trick you! There used to be a secret chamber under this mound that the old guy I was following hid treasures in, you can still see traces of the secret chamber, and there are still some coins left inside!" The Night Wind Centipede quickly explained.
Hearing this, Lu Benwei walked over and dug through the soil, and indeed, just as the Night Wind Centipede said, there were traces of a secret chamber here, and he found a gold coin.
This was sufficient proof that the Night Wind Centipede did not lie.
But the more this was so, the more upset Lu Benwei felt. The duck had flown from his grasp, how could he tolerate this? He immediately howled furiously, "Just which bastard took my gold coins? Get the hell out here!"
"Big brother, a ground fissure this massive could only have been caused by that zombie face in the sky." Ao Qing's claw pointed towards Song Ke in the sky, perceptively saying.
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Lu Benwei immediately looked up towards Song Ke in the sky.
"So it was you zombie face that lost my gold coins! Quickly get your ass down here and pay me back!"
Hands on hips, Lu Benwei yelled furiously.
Hearing this, the Imperial Sword Sect's side was greatly shocked, also wiping sweat for Lu Benwei's sake. To actually dare speak to Song Ke like that!
Although that beast had considerable strength, in front of Song Ke it was probably still lacking!
Sure enough, wrath emerged on Song Ke's giant face, his mouth writhing as he sent out a heavy voice.
"What are you? How dare you speak to this Ancestor in this manner?"
"Hm?"
As the questioning voice fell, the aura of the giant face in the sky suddenly changed greatly, and at the same time a tremendous coercive pressure bore down on Lu Benwei.
Under this pressure, the Imperial Sword Sect's side all felt unwell, and those weaker cultivators directly slumped limply to the ground.
But Lu Benwei was completely disdainful.
"Don't pretend to be arrogant and prestigious in front of me. Annoying, I hate your kind the most. Hurry up and get your ass down here to talk!"
As he spoke, Lu Benwei flicked up a vine with his foot, grasping it in his hand.
Then, with a light pull!
Seeing Lu Benwei's actions, the giant face in the sky instantly revealed disdain.
But the next moment, his expression drastically changed.
Because from the countless vines and creepers connecting him below, one suddenly transmitted an astonishing power that shocked him.
Under this tremendous power, he was completely helpless to resist, and the entire giant face was forcefully yanked down with a boom.
At this moment.
It was like a mountain peak collapsing, casting a massive shadow over the ground.
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nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
