Chapter 558: Cultivating Misfortune (I)

Originally, Niu Yingxiong wanted to rush to Zhuge Buliang's side, and then play a self-explosion, he firmly believed that his cultivation could not be too void, and if he blew himself up, he would definitely be able to leave Zhuge Buliang without even scum, even if it was a seven-star treasure body, he would not be able to live in peace.

But I never expected that a piece of starlight fell, and Niu Yingxiong disappeared directly in place.

When he reappeared, he still hadn't left this barren mountain range, but it was thousands of miles away from the place where he had fought Zhuge Buliang before.

"No!!" Niu Yingxiong roared miserably, but everything was too late at the moment, and everything he did was doomed to tragedy.

Dou Zhuan Xing is a special supernatural power when Zhuge Buliang comprehends the Beidou realm, and it is also a life-saving supernatural power, which can instantly teleport opponents or oneself thousands of miles away, or even thousands of miles away.

Looking at Niu Yingxiong who disappeared in place, Zhuge Buliang often took a breath, if he was really allowed to blow himself up here, although he would not necessarily kill himself, it would also cause a lot of trouble.

"Boom!" At this moment, a flame burst into the sky in the distance, and the entire barren mountains and mountains shook, and the flames rose into the sky, forming a large mushroom cloud. Zhuge Buliang stood high in the sky, and a strong wind suddenly swept by, blowing through, and the wind was mixed with some restless aura.

"Dad~~~" Niu Xiashui was already in tears, calling out with grief and indignation.

This time they failed, completely failed, not only did they not get the chaotic qi in Zhuge Buliang's hands, but they lost Niu Yingxiong, a master who could not be too void. What made Niu Xiashui unthinkable was that Zhuge Buliang could turn defeat into victory in the face of people who exceeded his own realm. However, it is also fortunate that Zhuge Buliang has transformed the fifth level of the seven-star treasure body in advance, otherwise in the face of today's scene, he really does not have the confidence to be able to restrain Niu Yingxiong.

Niu Xiashui lost his soul and fell into despair, and the group of cultivators of the Niu God clan behind him had a miserable change in complexion, although they belonged to Niu Yingxiong's lineage, but now Niu Yingxiong is dead, plus they have to face the strong enemy of Zhuge Buliang, many people have retreated in their hearts.

"Zhu, Ge, no, Liang!" Niu Xiashui gritted his teeth, and paused word by word, his eyes of hatred were almost crazy, if his eyes could kill, it was estimated that Zhuge Buliang would have already disappeared by this time.

Zhuge Buliang turned his head to look at Niu Xiashui, smiled coldly, and said, "Although your father has good intentions, the enemy is the enemy after all, and I will not be soft." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Buliang's palm reached out, grabbed Niu and said. The purple aura condensed into a large palm, like a dragon exploring the sea.

Niu Xiashui's face showed a look of determination, and his palm once again condensed into a "Fire God Seal", and hit Zhuge Buliang.

"Bang!"

The Vulcan Seal was easily crushed by the big purple hand, and the big palm swept Niu Xia Shui, and suddenly brought it to Zhuge Buliang. At this moment, Niu Xiashui had almost no power to resist, he was tightly restrained by his big purple hand, and it was difficult to move.

"Poof!"

The dragon swirled vigorously, and Zhuge Buliang punched Niu Xiashui's head, and his brains splashed. Niu Xiashui's primordial spirit was crushed in the palm of Zhuge Buliang's palm.

The headless corpse fell into the void, and a group of cultivators of the Bull God Clan looked pale, and they didn't know who was the first to act. Then dozens of cultivators of the Bull God Clan turned around and fled, and dozens of streamers rose into the sky and flew in the direction of the Bull God Clan.

"Definitely!"

Zhuge Buliang flicked his fingers, and the void fluctuated for a while, and all these dozens of Bull God Clan cultivators were frozen. Zhuge Buliang would not make such a low-level mistake, in case they were allowed to flee back and inform Niu Wushu that he had killed Niu Xiashui and Niu Yingxiong, then it would be difficult for him to explain this matter in the future.

Dozens of figures were frozen in mid-air, and Zhuge Buliang rushed by, and these dozens of people all turned into blood mist.

"Hey!" Zhuge Buliang grinned, turned and flew into the distance.

The barren mountains and mountains were no longer destroyed, they were in shambles, and there was a pungent smell of blood wafting in the air, but the battles that had taken place here before were never known again.

Zhuge Buliang flew out of this stretch of barren mountains and mountains, pondering his future plans in his heart. Now that the Seven Star Treasure Body has transformed into the fifth level, although there is no breakthrough in cultivation, ordinary cultivators who can't be in the realm of the void basically can't help him, but if they meet someone who has comprehended the power of the realm, then the teapot may be broken (mouth).

Recalling what happened during this time, Zhuge Buliang felt that the burden on his shoulders seemed to be a little heavier. First, the mystery of the Seven Star Treasure Body has not yet been solved, second, Yin Mengli has not recovered his memory so far, third, the little sword spirit and the monkey and his former friends are missing, fourth, the oppression of many great sects in the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain, and fifth, the threat from the emperors of the three major domains, etc., etc., these things are a headache just thinking about them.

Zhuge Buliang sighed, his fate is really unpredictable, and he has never been stable. However, it was precisely this that forced him to cultivate hard and grow step by step to the current realm.

Zhuge Buliang was pondering, and suddenly a little light appeared in front of him, and then there was a sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, only to see a large area of fairy clouds surging, and three dragons pulling a chariot flew quickly. And around these two chariots, there were more than a dozen white-clothed cultivators, all of whom were carrying divine swords behind them.

"Get out of the way, don't be the master of the Dugu Young Master!" one of the white-clothed cultivators shouted in a deep voice, his sharp gaze approaching like two sharp swords.

"Young Master Dugu?" Zhuge Buliang frowned, and suddenly remembered the person he saw when he was in the Southern Regions, claiming to be the young master of Dugu Immortal Sect. Dugu Immortal Gate is the only mortal cultivation force in the Honghuang Immortal Domain that can compete with many great sects, and it is rumored that this immortal gate belongs to the Eastern Emperor Gate, but although this Dugu Immortal Gate belongs to the forces of the Fan Xiu Alliance, it is not close to the people of the Fan Xiu Alliance. This is some of the news about the Mortal Cultivation Alliance that Zhuge Buliang got in the past.

"What about you, deaf!?" the white-clothed cultivator shouted when he saw that Zhuge was not bright and did not make a sound.

Zhuge Buliang's figure moved, and he was about to get out of the way, but suddenly found that there was a stunning woman standing on the chariot, beautiful as the moon, euphemistic, and euphemistic, it was the woman Zhuge Buliang saw in the snow before.

"Is it her?" Zhuge Buliang was slightly surprised in his heart, but he still avoided it from afar.

The woman in the chariot who looked like no makeup glanced at Zhuge Buliang, and there was not the slightest wave in her watery eyes, but she waved her hand lightly at the white-clothed cultivators around her.

The white-clothed cultivator who had been shouting to Zhuge Buliang before stared at him coldly, gestured to the people around him, and the three dragons roared in unison, pulling the chariot forward.

Zhuge Buliang passed by with the chariot, he didn't want to have anything to do with the people of Dugu Xianmen for the time being, although they belonged to the Fan Xiu Alliance, but Zhuge Buliang and the family with the surname "Dugu" have always been incompatible, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with them.

But at this time, Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt an inexplicable divine consciousness scanning him, and he was shocked at the moment, and the divine consciousness formed a divine consciousness network outside the body, blocking the unfamiliar divine consciousness.

"Huh?"

A puzzled voice came from the divine consciousness, and the divine consciousness continued to probe towards Zhuge Buliang, but when it came into contact with the divine consciousness network formed by Zhuge Buliang, it automatically collapsed.

"Stop!" A man's voice came from inside the chariot, which had already flown some distance, and the chariot immediately stopped in the void. The next moment, a figure flew out of the chariot, it was a young man in white, handsome in appearance, and his eyebrows were full of heroism. He stood on the chariot and looked back, but there was no trace of Zhuge Buliang.

The star-like eyes of the young man in white narrowed, unfathomable, and he couldn't see any change.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" the white-clothed cultivator next to him asked cautiously.

"Nothing, met an interesting guy. The young man in white said with a smile.

The woman who was standing in front of the chariot and looked like no makeup looked up at the young man in white, and then looked at the direction in which Zhuge Buliang was leaving, her charming eyes like autumn water flashed a faint luster, and then said: "Young master, it's important to hurry, don't let a few old-timers in the alliance wait." ”

The handsome face of the young man in white showed a slight hint of disdain, and he chuckled: "So what? Those old guys haven't been put in their eyes yet, if it weren't for our Dugu Immortal Sect, I'm afraid this Mortal Cultivation Alliance would have ceased to exist a long time ago." ”

"Yes......" The woman bowed her head slightly.

The young man in white turned his head to stare at the woman, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Qingwan, are you dissatisfied with what I just said, after all, you are also from the mortal world. ”

"No ....." said the woman named Qingwan, who looked like a woman without makeup, "Although Wan'er used to belong to the mortal world, she is now a member of the Dugu Immortal Sect. ”

The smile in the eyes of the young man in white was even stronger, and he patted the fragrant shoulder named Qingwan, and said: "Our Dugu Immortal Sect has long since broken away from the humble status of Fan Xiu, if it weren't for the scruples of reputation, we would have cut off the relationship with the Fan Xiu Alliance a long time ago, and the current Fan Xiu Alliance, if it were not for the support of my master and Dugu Xianmen, would have been wiped out long ago." ”

"If the young master is unwilling, there is no need to go on this trip. Qingwan said lightly.

"Hehehe, forget it, the ancestors of the province have to nag again. The young man in white smiled, turned around and entered the chariot.

The three dragons roared, pulled the chariot away, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Thousands of miles away in the sky, Zhuge Buliang turned around and glanced at it, and a shadow couldn't help but appear in his mind, and he said secretly: "It seems that I think too much, although this woman looks like no makeup, but she is not a person, otherwise when she saw me just now, she would not have had any mood swings." ”

Half a month later, on a desolate ancient road, the sky was full of dust and sand, and there were few people around. And on this ancient road, a teahouse stands in the wind and sand, and the decoration of the teahouse is relatively simple, which cannot be compared with the luxury of those big cities.

But at this moment, the teahouse is very lively.

Due to its location, there are few guests in this teahouse on weekdays, and only occasionally people pass by here and rest in the teahouse on the way. But since a few days ago, the flow of people suddenly increased, and many cultivators gathered for some reason, and this teahouse has also become a necessary resting place for these cultivators.

At this moment, many cultivators in the teahouse gathered together in groups of three or five, talking to each other about something, and the small people in the teahouse were also carefully serving, among these people, there were some big people, not that small people like them could afford to offend.

At this time, the door of the teahouse opened, and several cultivators walked in, these people were four men and one woman, and a young man led by him had a slight ruffian on his face, while the woman beside him was delicate and hot, attracting the attention of many people.