Chapter Forty-Seven: Bluffing, Scaring the Crowd Back! Venturing into the Four Heavens?

Wei Xiaobao understands that although the cultivation of himself and Xu Pujia is not weak, it is no problem to deal with one or two enemies, but this time the temptation of the innate spirit treasure is too great, and there are too many quasi-saints of the Three Realms who have been drawn out, even if they are not all chased and killed, they have broken into half of the second day, and it is naturally impossible to hand over the spirit treasure, so the current plan can only be to find a way to avoid it for a while, and then make other plans in the future?

"Hmph, if I hide in the third day, I will still be found by you, so what if I step into the fourth heaven? The fourth heaven is certain death for you, but I have the help of the soul of the Heavenly Palace in the conscious sea, and the danger is relatively less, although the situation on the fourth day is unknown, it is better than being besieged to death by a group of quasi-saints such as you, hehe, right? Wei Xiaobao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wei Xiaobao still understands this truth, stepping into the fourth heaven may be dangerous, nine deaths and one life, but if you are surrounded by the quasi-saints of the Three Realms, there will be no life!

"Besides, stepping into the fourth heaven may reveal some mysteries and solve some of my doubts. Thoughts flashed in his eyes, Wei Xiaobao muttered to himself, listening to the more and more violent roar outside, he was silent, took a steep step, and walked towards the direction of the most central hall of the second day palace.

"Give it a try, heh, although the spiritual power is not strong enough, maybe you can exert the power of your blow?" Wei Xiaobao's eyes flickered, approaching the stone sculpture of the god of heaven, he jumped on the top of his head, his mind turned, and mobilized the spiritual condensation of a central god in the second palace of the Sea of Consciousness, which was comparable to the spiritual power of Da Luo Jinxian, with the will body of this god as the dominant, little by little into the huge stone sculpture that sat down, and suddenly his body trembled.

Boom, boom, roar, Wei Xiaobao felt that the stone sculpture of the god under him was trembling all over, and there was a monstrous momentum inside, faintly about to disperse, as if he had woken up from a deep sleep?

"How is it possible? It takes so much mental power, this?" Feeling the monstrous momentum that was hidden and not emanating, Wei Xiaobao's face changed wildly, and there was no surprise, but a shocked expression.

Just because of this moment, this statue of the god of heaven has sucked away seventy percent of his spiritual power, but his momentum has not yet exploded? He can't even attract momentum, how can he exert the power of his blow? Seeing this, Wei Xiaobao could only smile bitterly, retract his spiritual power, and after recovering, he jumped and jumped on the top of the head of another, weaker momentum, the stone sculpture of the gods.

"I don't know this one, is it okay?" Wei Xiaobao muttered to himself, and was about to slowly enter his spiritual power to try, but at this time, in the midst of a loud bang, more than a dozen quasi-saint cultivators entered, they were slightly embarrassed, but they looked at them with greed and hideous eyes.

"Wei Xiaobao, you can't escape, hand over the innate spirit treasure~~. A demon roared.

"Well, are you here?" Wei Xiaobao's eyes were cold, and at this moment, Xu Pujia, who was sitting cross-legged in Tiangong Square, opened her beautiful eyes, revealing a cold light and a touch of firmness.

"You guys, if you want to take away my innate spirit treasure, you can't do it yet. Wei Xiaobao sat on top of the huge statue of the Heavenly God, his eyes were cold, and he was not afraid to cultivate, most of the enemy cultivators were only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint realm, and he was stared at by Wei Xiaobaosen's cold gaze, as if his hair was standing on end, and he was slightly frightened.

Just when the dozen or so cultivators were in shock, boom, another burst of formation sounds resounded in all directions, and more Three Realm cultivators, with greed and monstrous killing intent, quickly broke in.

The feud is not too emotional, and the sun is not subject to science

"Wei Xiaobao, you don't pretend to be here and hand over the innate spirit treasure, you are not qualified to resist us at the moment. Qun Xiu's eyes flickered, with hideousness and greed, and the quasi-saints of the demon clan drank coldly.

"You little demon. Xu Pujia was beside Wei Xiaobao, pointing out that the demon clan was about to scold.

But at this time, when a group of enemy cultivators sneered, waiting for Wei Xiaobao to choose to hand over the innate spirit treasure, Xu Pujia was anxious, but Wei Xiaobao shouted violently: "Fengzheng!"

His roar was like thunder, causing a sensation in the Heavenly Palace, almost roaring out, as if he was about to unfold some earth-shattering magic spell, and those enemy cultivators' faces changed, and they immediately became vigilant.

But seeing Wei Xiaobao hideous, his right hand raised and pinched, and a purple light suddenly bloomed in his palm, this light carried a vast majesty, as if it contained boundless rhyme, as soon as this light came out, Qunxiu's complexion changed again, gasped, one by one, and even the weak ones began to retreat, and a few strong cultivators flashed their eyes, with a fierce aura, rushed out, and roared: "Interrupt his spell!"

"It's a pity, it's too late, seal the secret art, and you will all die to me. Wei Xiaobao got up, and with a roar, his right hand pressed on the top of the head of the stone carving, and the billowing purple qi poured into the stone sculpture of the gods, and at the same time, in this gorgeous appearance, he mobilized all the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness and poured them into the statue of the gods, and in an instant, the void roared in all directions.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? There is such a grand power, and in addition, the purple light in his hand, and the poor Dao Dao, are actually impenetrable, and this supernatural power of his has shaken the void in the Heavenly Palace, this, how is this possible? No!" When the enemy cultivators saw this scene, they saw the horror of Wei Xiaobao's supernatural power, and their eyelids jumped wildly, and those cultivators who rushed fiercely to interrupt Wei Xiaobao changed their complexions, and they all stopped to watch.

"This, what kind of magical power is this, Wei Xiaobao, how many secrets do you have?" Xu Pujia Xiaobao's majesty here, her pretty face was happy, with a slight blush, and she immediately cheered up.

The cultivators and Xu Pujia naturally didn't know, Wei Xiaobao was also pretending at the moment, the purple light on his hand came from the jade seal, the purple light of the jade seal was extremely mysterious, the cultivators couldn't see it, in the face of the unknown, they were immediately frightened, plus the void roaring on Wei Xiaobao's side, if it was shaken, the group cultivators even believed that this was Wei Xiaobao's terrifying trick, but in fact, the roar of the void was just Wei Xiaobao through the second heavenly palace of the Sea of Consciousness, mobilizing part of the power of the second rank.

The power of this rank is mysterious and powerful, but Wei Xiaobao is still far from being able to mobilize the extent to which he can mobilize, but how can the enemy cultivators know this, they only think that Wei Xiaobao's trick is against the sky, and they can't help but change their faces wildly, and they look at Wei Xiaobao in disbelief.

The enemy is not skillful, the ghost is reluctant, and the lord is hateful

"You and the others get out of the Heavenly Palace immediately, I can not blame the past, otherwise?" Just when the cultivators were frightened, Xu Pujia was excited in her heart, and her beautiful eyes were slightly confused, Wei Xiaobao suddenly stopped, faced the cultivators, and spoke coldly, with a threatening tone in his tone.

"Well, if you want us to retreat, he is not bluffing, this magic power is just a special secret method, conjuring up grand power, pretending to shake the image of the void, trying to scare us away. The cultivators' faces froze suddenly, and Xiaobao's gaze showed a hint of inquiry, but Wei Xiaobao's eyes were indifferent, as if with absolute confidence, and they were shocked again. Suddenly, a veteran of the human race in the group of cultivators rushed out, this old man was the ancestor of the Song family, and this old man said to Wei Xiaobao in a dark voice: "Wei Xiaobao, don't you bluff there? If you really have the ability, wouldn't you have already launched your supernatural powers, destroyed me and other Dao brothers, and still used a false voice to threaten you?" hahahaha!"

"Hehe, ancestor of the Song family, are you sure I can't destroy you?" Wei Xiaobao asked coldly.

"You kid is indeed ruthless, and his qualifications are good, but, after all, the cultivation days are short, how can you hide this little trick from the old man? Fellow Daoists, you still don't know, this son is from the barbaric place in the northern part of Kyushu, and he does have some luck and luck, but after all, he is not more than 100 years old, and his previous combat power is already the extreme, how can he still have the supernatural power to defy the sky and threaten us?" The ancestor of the Song family spoke coldly, his tone was vicious, and the other cultivators' bodies were shocked, and they stared at Wei Xiaobao like the ancestor of the Song family, but when the ancestor of the family spoke, Wei Xiaobao's face changed slightly.

The enemy is far away, and Sun Du is hateful

Although this change was extremely subtle, what kind of observation did the heroes in the field have? Naturally observing this, the ancestor of the Song family suddenly laughed, rushed out, and shot at Wei Xiaobao.

"Haha, the kid can't pretend to be it, give me death. Immediately, the other cultivators felt deeply ashamed of their previous fears. That's right, Xiaobao's bone age is only a hundred years old, even if he is a genius in Tianjiao, can he still threaten many of us quasi-saint masters? For a while, the cultivators decided that Wei Xiaobao was bluffing, and they were deeply ashamed.

"Xiaobao, what should we do?" Xu Pujiahua lost her face and said anxiously to Wei Xiaobao. At the same time, she also had some silent sadness in her heart, yes, Wei Xiaobao has come to this point, he is already very powerful, just as the ancestor of the Song family said, when he is not more than a hundred years old, he will open up the dynasty and achieve the realm of Tiangang, but a person like him, before he has completely grown up, most of them will die!

"Hahaha, if you are fooled, you will all die. But at this moment, Wei Xiaobao laughed violently, stood on top of the statue of the gods, and shook his sleeves violently.

Boom, boom, the loud noise was monstrous, between the sleeves, the statue of the god at his feet, actually trembled, in this trembling, a terrifying momentum, booming, this momentum was earth-shattering, and even penetrated the second heavenly palace, so that the whole second day, the sky changed, the earth roared in all directions, this is a breath comparable to the quasi-saint great perfection, compared to the first day of the blood-colored fierce mosquito is not as good as the first, and even within this momentum, a sacred meaning is surrounded, adding to the majesty.

This is not the key, what is even more terrifying is that when the momentum of this Heavenly God Statue exploded, all the cultivators felt that the power of the rolling rank on the entire second day, as if being summoned, converged towards the Heavenly Palace, this level of power was majestic, wrapped around the right hand of the Heavenly God Statue, and in Wei Xiaobao's control, everyone was watching, and the statue of the Heavenly God Stone Sculpture actually slowly raised its hand, as if it was about to take out a palm.

"Boom, boom. "The eight directions roared, the heavens and the earth trembled, and a fierce and incomparable will rushed straight into the hearts of the quasi-saint cultivators of the Three Realms, this scene happened, making the faces of those quasi-saints who rushed to kill change wildly, and their bodies trembled one by one, and their hearts rose with a roar, and their eyes showed disbelief.

"Impossible? This is the Ancient Heavenly Court Divine General, isn't it already extinct?How can you let him exert his strength, won't he?" The Song Family's Quasi-Saint Middle Stage Ancestor bore the brunt of the impact, and was impacted by the momentum from the Heavenly God Statue and the power of the mobilized rank, he spurted blood from his mouth, and he did not hesitate in shock, and retreated frantically, and then he felt the danger of death.

"Hey! It's not a bluff, but there is a secret method to mobilize the power of the Heavenly Guarding Palace, no wonder he is so confident, in this way, at least in this Heavenly Palace, I can't help him, or even if he is not his opponent, how can this be? No, poof" The cultivators of the Three Realms were like the ancestors of the Song family, and when their faces changed wildly, they all roared in horror, and they were shocked by this great will, and their hearts trembled.

Most of them did not hesitate, like the ancestors of the Song family, they were afraid of death, and directly withdrew from the Heavenly Palace the next day, and a few were suspicious, their eyes flickered when they retreated, staring at Wei Xiaobao here, but the treasure face was light, and he looked calm and confident.

"Hmph, in this Heavenly Palace, I am invincible, roar, give me death!" Just when some fierce people were still suspicious, Wei Xiaobao roared violently, reached out and pointed, and immediately raised the right hand of the statue of the god under his feet, and the momentum was booming, and a bright light erupted in the palm of his hand with a click, this is a powerful divine light, with a wilting rank power, and he was about to take off his hand and bombard it towards the opposite side.

"Ah, it's not good, retreat, this idol is the second place in the second palace of the Heavenly Guard, and the power of the rank is too much, retreat quickly. The cultivators were completely shocked, and they no longer dared to hesitate at all, and frantically withdrew from the second day palace, and for a while, there was a dead silence in the heavenly palace.

"Wei Xiaobao, how can you control this idol?" asked Xu Pujia curiously.

But as soon as the cultivators left, she was just about to step forward, but she saw Wei Xiaobao spurting blood, her face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of everything, and she sat on top of the statue a little depressed.

"Ah, how are you? Xiaobao, what are you?" Xu Pujia was taken aback, and immediately came to the side to help Wei Xiaobao, at this time she still didn't understand, Wei Xiaobao was indeed bluffing, maybe he had a secret method to control the statue of the gods, but his cultivation had not yet reached the requirements, if he couldn't scare those cultivators, Wei Xiaobao here, even a move just now, couldn't be launched.

"Woo woo, wouldn't it be good to hand over the innate spirit treasure, why are you so stupid, Xiaobao, are you okay? Woo woo!" Xu Pujia suddenly cried, shaking Wei Xiaobao's body vigorously.

"Don't shake it anymore, I'm fine, take me away immediately, step into the third heaven, those people are not good, just scared them away, but they will quickly react afterwards, before they go and return, they must enter the third heaven. Wei Xiaobao spoke in a somewhat weak tone.

His mental power was consumed very much, giving people a feeling of extreme weakness, but in fact, the injury was not particularly serious, and after a little recovery, he weakly commanded Xu Pujia.

Sun hatred is not a secret enemy, and the moon hatred is cold

"But on the third day, they will find us too. Xu Pujia said worriedly. Wei Xiaobao stared at each other, and said coldly: "Across the third day, you and I will go to the fourth day, even if this group of people is cruel, for the sake of the innate spirit treasure, they have not dared to step into the fourth day." ”

"Ah, no, if you step into the Fourth Heavenly Quasi-Saint Great Perfection, you will definitely die!" Xu Pujia shook her head suddenly, her face full of panic, while taking Wei Xiaobao through the Heavenly Palace and shuttling into the Third Heaven, while persuading. Wei Xiaobao shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I have a way." The Fourth Heaven is dangerous for others, but if I go in, I won't be able to get out, and besides, at the moment, the two of us have no other way to go, and we can't finally find a place to shop with them, right?"

Xu Pujia listened, her face was bitter, she nodded, and followed Wei Xiaobao in the third day of the shuttle, quickly stepped into the central heavenly palace of the third day, through the sea of consciousness, the connection of the third heavenly palace, there was no forbidden formation attack, the two easily entered the core of the third heavenly palace, with a trace of determination, hand in hand into the fourth heaven, the fourth, is the highest Wei Xiaobao can enter.

"In my sea of consciousness, there are three Heavenly Palace souls, in the first three heavens, my safety is greatly guaranteed, and in the fourth heaven, there will be a certain danger, but this risk has to be taken. ”

When thinking like this, Wei Xiaobao's eyes were bright, his expression was firm, and he stepped in!