Chapter 383 The Queen of Heaven!

"Who is the fairy?"

Wu Peng, Ma Chengde, and Chang Hui were aware of the extraordinaryness of Donghuang Ziyou from the very first sight.

Just standing there, she is like the center of heaven and earth, making the world move around her.

In fact, the three have already made guesses in their hearts.

Donghuang Ziyou's peerless face, world-beating temperament, and what they just mocked Bei Xuantian said.

Combining these together, it is easy to guess the identity of Donghuang Ziyou.

only……

They couldn't believe that they would meet that empress who had never been seen before.

I was still praying frantically in my heart that the beauty in the purple dress standing in front of me must not be that strong and domineering woman.

Donghuang Ziyou had a panoramic view of the three people's expressions, and the extremely beautiful Danfeng's eyes revealed a trace of coercion:

"Since you have already guessed my identity, why do you need to ask again?"

hiss~

All three Wu Peng felt a chill in their hearts.

Sure enough, just like the legend, Empress Xuanbing was terrifying to the extreme.

She was able to guess what they were thinking through their subtle expressions.

Before the three of them could regain their senses, a Sword Ray flashed in the air.

Donghuang Ziyou slashed all the copper-armored corpses carrying iron coffins with one sword.

Boom! ! !

The violent Sword Qi shook the iron coffin, breaking all the black black iron chains tied to it.

Wu Peng's pupils shrank when they saw this.

"Severed so many bronze armored corpses with one sword, this woman is too strong!"

"It's over, I was met by Empress Xuanbing, I will have no way to survive today!"

Under the shock of Donghuang Ziyou, the three of them completely forgot to escape.

Instead, they set their eyes on the three black iron coffins together.

With a whimper.

Donghuang Ziyou saw a large number of people rolled out of the three black iron coffins. At a cursory glance, there were at least 3,000 people.

"How dare you arrest Bei Xuantian's people, you are so bold!"

From the conversation between the three of them just now, Donghuang Ziyou already knew what they had done.

Just seeing so many people being arrested, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in my heart.

With a flick of her jade hand, another heaven-defying Sword Ray shone, smashing the other two teams of bronze-armored corpses into pieces.

This scene directly scared all three Wu Peng to paralysis.

They are all Venerable Cultivation Bases, which are equivalent to bronze armored corpses.

The physical defense ability is much weaker than that of the bronze armored corpse.

More than 30 bronze armored corpses were smashed by Donghuang Ziyou's two swords, and it was conceivable that they were just cannon fodder in front of her.

As a result, Donghuang Ziyou was only slightly angry, and scared them all to the point where they couldn't take care of themselves.

"Your Majesty the Empress, spare your life!"

The three hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Donghuang Ziyou's face was cold, and she stepped forward lightly, looking down and said:

"What happened to the corpse refining conference you just said?"

Wu Peng and the others knew that in the face of the clever Donghuang Ziyou, any lie was futile, so they had to tell the truth:

"Your Majesty the Empress, today is a big day for our Ghosts and Gods Sect, Heifeng Sect, and Baisha Sect to jointly refine the golden corpse."

"The three Sect Leaders heard that there were ghosts in Beixuantian, Huayunguo, etc., so they asked me to take the opportunity to capture 9,900 people, seal them in black iron coffins, and bring them back to use them as corpse refining materials."

"So that's the case." Donghuang Ziyou nodded lightly, and combined with what the three had just said, she added: "That is to say, you have already arrested several thousand people and returned?"

Wu Peng nodded: "Yes!"

"Very good." Donghuang Ziyoumei's eyes were cold and cold, "The Three Ghost Sects despised my life in Beixuantian, so you will pay the price of destroying the sect!"

With a flick of her jade finger, it was a mysterious purple magic trick, which turned into a long rope in the air and fell on the three of them, tying them up, and using it to lead the way to the San Sect's corpse refining venue.

Turning around, she looked at the more than 3,000 people kneeling on the ground, her eyes were gentle: "Wait, go back!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress!"

The crowd hurriedly kowtowed and saluted.

Then, the current old man shook his head and sighed:

"It's just a pity that the country I've been waiting for has been occupied by Ghost, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."

Donghuang Ziyou heard the words and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the ghosts have been eliminated, you can rest assured to return."

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but smile.

Donghuang Ziyou said so, they naturally believed it very much.

Moreover, they all guessed that it must be Donghuang Ziyou who saved hundreds of millions of people.

At the moment, everyone kowtowed again.

"Your Majesty is really the savior of the world. It is a great blessing for us to be born under His Majesty's rule!"

When they raised their heads, everyone saw that Donghuang Ziyou had disappeared before their eyes.

If they hadn't seen broken pieces of bronze armored corpses and black iron coffins everywhere, they would have thought they were dreaming.

Because of their ordinary life, they never dared to hope that they could meet such a heavenly queen as Empress Xuanbing!

...

The bank of Tianluo River.

The river wind howled.

An old monk wearing off-white Kasaya and white beard is walking along the river with a little monkey.

If you look carefully, you can see that it is in the long sandstorm.

Every step the old monk takes, he turns into a golden lotus, which is very mysterious.

The two had walked for about fifty miles, and when they saw that Little Monk was a little tired, the old monk stopped to rest with him.

little monkey Zhiming glanced at the frozen river not far away and asked:

"Master, in your opinion, where is Sacred, so that the river so far away can be completely frozen?"

The old monk Huiyuan folded his hands together and recited:

"Amitābha! Those who can use this magical power must be the Power of the Great Saint Realm!"

"Great Saint Realm?!" Zhiming looked shocked, "Isn't that higher than your Cultivation Base?"

Huiyuan smiled lightly: "Amitābha! Fight without fighting, fight without fighting!"

"Zhiming, don't be obsessed with Martial Dao Cultivation Base, Dharma Zen enlightenment is the foundation of your pursuit, remember!"

Zhiming heard the words and folded his hands together: "Yes, Master! The disciple has been taught!"

He couldn't help showing a look of admiration.

His master, the eminent monk Huiyuan, is indeed, as Huiyuan himself said, an eminent monk who has attained the Tao without competing for it.

Huiyuan is one of the only five wandering monks in the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain for nearly 100,000 years.

Never entering a temple, Dharma's attainments are unfathomable, completely comparable to the eight great future Buddhas in the world.

Compared with his boundless Dharma, his Cultivation Base in the Emperor Realm is indeed not worth mentioning.

The two of them each ate a piece of dry food, took a few sips of water, and got up again.

Huiyuan looked up and glanced ahead: "Let's go quickly, only when we reach the upper reaches can we hope to find out the origin of these ghost algae."

He traveled around with Zhiming, and accidentally saw that there were ghost algae in the Tianluo River.

He decided to go to the upper reaches of the Tianluo River to see if he could contribute to the elimination of ghosts in the world.

"Yes!"

Just as Zhiming was about to leave, he saw hundreds of people hurried over to his right.

They are old and young, dressed simply, like villagers from a certain party.

Seeing that one of the little girls fell, Zhiming quickly stepped forward to help her up, and asked her parents:

"Donor, why are you in such a hurry?"

He saw that these villagers looked nervous, and it seemed that something big had happened.

The little girl's father said, "Master Hui, our entire village was dreamed by a ghost queen just now."

"Because everyone was afraid that she would do something unfavorable, they hurriedly escaped with the whole family."

Daydreaming of the Queen of Ghosts?

The words of the villagers made Huiyuan slightly surprised.

Huiyuan hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Amitābha! Can the donor tell what the female ghost king said and did?"

The little girl's father said, "She didn't do anything, she just asked me to wait for someone named Shi Jiaming."

Shi Jiaming?

Huiyuan's face changed suddenly, his real name was Shi Jiaming!

He quickly calmed down, stretched out his hand and said:

"Excuse the benefactor, let the poor monk take a look at your dream just now!"

I saw him stick his hand on the man's forehead.

Then a golden light flashed and entered the man's spiritual palace.

In the man's sleepy dream, Huiyuan saw a female ghost king in black, staying in a mysterious and dark cave.

"is her!"

Huiyuan's eyes trembled, and he quickly retracted his hand.

The man asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Huiyuan: "Amitābha, don't panic, all benefactors, all go back, this matter will be resolved by the poor monk!"

Zhiming nodded: "My master is an eminent monk, you should listen to him, so as not to leave your hometown and work in vain."

The villagers looked at Huiyuan carefully, and saw that he had an extraordinary temperament, and there was a faint flash of Buddha light on his body, so they believed his words and decided to go back first.

After the villagers left, Huiyuan said, "Zhiming, let's go with the teacher!"

Zhiming asked, "Master, did you discover something?"

"Well." Huiyuan nodded, "I probably know why the ghost algae appeared, and then I will resolve this human catastrophe."

After finishing speaking, he continued to move forward with Zhiming.

...

Eight million miles away from the southeastern border of Beixuantian, there are four hanging black mountains, occupying the south, south, and northwest sides respectively.

Black smoke billows from the four black mountains, like the black sea.

The environment is extremely sinister and strange, and once you enter it, it is difficult to identify the direction.

Three thousand miles under the black smoke, is the location of the Black Wind Sect Sect.

Under the leadership of Wu Peng and the others, Donghuang Ziyou easily penetrated three thousand miles of black smoke and saw the true appearance of the Black Wind Sect.

Looking down, there are millions of ghost sect disciples gathered in a huge dark valley.

In the open square in the center of them is the venue for this corpse refining conference.

Wu Peng begged for mercy in a low voice: "Your Majesty the Empress, I have already brought you to the corpse refining venue, please let us go!"

"You know this is impossible!" Donghuang Ziyou showed a chill.

With a spread of jade hands, three mysterious and powerful magic tricks flew out, swallowing Wu Peng and the others into ashes!

(End of this chapter)

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