C88 (1/2)
After all, a rare zombie like Bai Qi was simply too far away from them. However, when they saw that white robe and white helmet, they knew that it was impossible to find a person who looked like a god in this world. They also knew that it was definitely not a kind-hearted person.
One must know that even the most powerful experts of the sect would not be able to float in the air. Even the so-called Dao Gate's top tier Cloud Stepping technique required one to come in contact with rooftops, trees, and other objects in order to barely rise a few meters in the air. However, it was only for a short period of time.
Flying stiff, travelling a thousand miles in a single day. The highest level of zombies.
Different from these short-sighted disciples, the leaders of the Eight Ancient Surnames had a drastic change in expression.
Bai Qi, the Saint King of the zombies that had killed many Eight Ancient Surnames disciples in a row, stood at the outskirts of Guizhou and Changsha.
Bai Qi gazed from up in the sky, like an ant, looking at the disciples under the protection of the imperial seal in the middle of the street, like gods had descended to the mortal world.
”Assemble the formation.” The expression on Ji Silee's face became nervous. With a loud shout, he rushed down from the rooftop, and the other seven leaders of the Eight Ancient Surnames also charged down, with Ji Silee at the center, and arrayed themselves in a formation.
At this time, no one would care about Faang Wei and the others anymore. In fact, the enemy in front of them was the legendary Evil God who had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people in one night, Bai Qi.
Ji Silee waved the big black sword in his hand, all the disciples shouted together and threw down the weapons in their hands, and pulled out the spare swords from their waists. On their bodies, each of them had tied up a golden mirror that reflected the sunlight, causing Faang Wei and the others to be unable to open their eyes, but how could Faang Wei miss this thousand year battle?
All the disciples of Eight Ancient Surnames brandished the swords in their hands, as though they had formed a white dragon with a sword as the back, and Ji Silee stood at the front of the formation with a black sword that was different from everyone else, forming the shape of a dragon head, while the other seven formed the dragon claws, dragon tails. From afar, it looked like a giant White Dragon that was hibernating, waiting for the right opportunity to make its move.
Ji Silee stood at the head of the formation with his white hair and a gaze that would make people tremble with fear said sinisterly, ”Where is the pay lamp?”
Lucky shouted, ”Lamp, come!”
Suddenly, Lucky jumped onto the dragon's body and sat down cross-legged. It lit up its thumbs with a blue flame in its hands.
Although this speck of dim light was not very bright, it was indeed made from the blood and sweat of a lifetime. If the lamp was extinguished, then the person would die.
It could be seen that in order to deal with Bai Qi, their Eight Ancient Surnames had never been in unison before, and they shared life and death together.
The enmity between Bai Qi and the Eight Ancient Surnames could be traced back to a thousand years ago. As a result, there was a strict rule in the Eight Ancient Surnames s from ancient times: When they met Bai Qi, either they would kill him or they would die.
And the 'Octoterra Draconic Formation' that was laid down by the Eight Ancient Surnames was refined through the blood and sweat of previous generations, to deal with Bai Qi!
Bai Qi looked coldly at the disciples who were unceasingly setting up the formations underground, and his gaze became even colder.
Ji Silee clenched his teeth, and shouted loudly: ”Go!”
All of the disciples of the Eight Ancient Surnames grabbed onto each other's shoulders, and like a giant dragon drinking water, they raised up their enormous dragon head. On top of the dragon head, Ji Silee held onto the enormous black colored sword, and borrowing the immense momentum from the several hundred people, they waved their gigantic sword and slashed down toward the Bai Qi who was standing in midair.
The sound of wind and thunder seemed to be alive in the air, his aura was surging, and it was almost impossible for Faang Wei to open his eyes.
Bai Qi's eyes revealed a look of disdain, and shouted out, ”An ant's skill, actually dares to win honor with the Tactics of the Tactics of the Ant, damn it!”
After he finished speaking, without even drawing the sword in his hand, he took a step forward and punched out!
Bang! A loud explosion echoed out, and immediately, the huge halo of light with Ji Silee as the center, quickly dispersed, and the huge shockwave spread out. Even Faang Wei who was ten steps away was shaken by the shockwave until his entire body was in pain, let alone the disciples in the formation!
As expected, Ji Silee's body trembled violently. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew towards the ground at a fast speed while the other disciples fell to the ground in a mess. This seemingly invincible array, under Bai Qi's punch, was actually completely shattered!
Faang Wei's mouth was wide opened, and could not close for a long time. This, this was simply unimaginable, one person with one fist, had actually sent hundreds of people flying!
Who exactly was this person? He actually had the power to match up to the power of the heaven and earth. In Faang Wei's eyes, Shang Fu and his grandfather were already the most top-notch existences that he knew. But the person in front of him, was already who knows how many levels higher than his grandfather.
Faang Wei thought back to the zombie class that Shang Que had introduced to him. He remembered that the most invincible existence among zombies was the warrior who slaughtered Bai Qi during the War Nation.
Bai Qi!
To think that he could actually be so close to the legends of history, Faang Wei was somewhat unable to believe that he was still in reality.
After Bai Qi punched out, he did not take advantage of the fact that he was in pursuit and continued to stand in midair. He moved like a god.
After Ji Silee landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and shouted sternly: ”Salary lamp, prepare, disciples, burn your Fate Soul, to sacrifice to the heavens!”
When Ji Silee said this, a look of hesitation appeared in the disciple's eyes, and one of the disciples shouted: ”I don't want to die, I don't want to die!” Then, as if he had gone mad, he ran for the end of the street.
Ji Silee caught up and slashed with his sword. Gripping his head, he shouted loudly, ”Disciples of the Eight Ancient Surnames, there is no room for joy in life, and there is nothing to be afraid of even in death. Today is the day you will be famous throughout your ages.
”How can the inheritance of the imperial seal die?” Since the Patriarch has already decided that he will die, then these disciples are all men with bloodthirsty natures, and have a reputation that takes precedence over all else.
Ji Silee was the leader of the Eight Ancient Surnames, and as he set a example, they all began to chant. A ray of spiritual light appeared three feet above their heads, and slowly turned into a human figure, which the Eight Ancient Surnames disciples also had no choice in. They followed the Patriarch's actions, and instantly, above everyone's heads, a transparent human figure appeared.
”This is …” Faang Wei frowned. At this time, Shang Fu who had already regained his senses had already walked over, and said indifferently: ”This is the so-called human life soul, a human life soul, having three souls, even if three souls are outside, there is still a possibility of reviving the dead. But once the life soul is out, there will be no chance of survival, the immortals will not be able to save them, these people …” A trace of killing intent flashed past Shang Fu's eyes, and he said coldly: ”You disobeyed a Saint Ruler, you shall die.”
Looking at the ruthless killing intent in Shang Fu's eyes, Faang Wei couldn't help but shiver. These were the lives of hundreds of people, could it be that in Shang Fu's eyes, they were nothing more than ants to him?
Faang Wei could not help but remember what Tang Wan had said that day: If you are not of my race, then you must have a different heart.
He began to waver. Was his choice really correct?
Just at this time, the fate souls above everyone's heads started to gather towards Ji Silee's direction. The top of Ji Silee's head was like a giant spinning hole, as it started to absorb the fate souls, and in the end, the disciples who used up their fate souls, all had dispirited looks on their faces.
”I will follow the will of the heavens and burn my fate soul. I will kill the enemy with my will, I will not regret it even if I die a hundred times!” Ji Silee raised his voice, ”Salary light, burn!”
Lucky replied. At this time, his hands had already been burnt to indistinguishable pitch black. But it seemed like he didn't feel anything at all. He said loudly, ”The lamp is here, we won't regret it for a thousand years. Everyone, I'll go first!”
As he said that, Lucky's entire body lit up with flames, and a fishy smell entered Faang Wei's nose. Lucky, like a moth flying into a flame, jumped straight towards Ji Silee's head with all of the flames in its body, causing hundreds of its Fate Souls to burn together, as though they were being tempered in a furnace.
Looking at the white tiger, Bai Qi's pupils also shrank, the look of contempt in his eyes immediately lessened by quite a bit. Holding the sword with one hand, a blazing white light suddenly burst out from Bai Qi's hands, with both of his hands gripping the sword, he fiercely slashed at the white tiger!
”Bam!” Waves of air surged, Bai Qi's robes fluttered, and the buzzing sound reverberated in the air deafening. Faang Wei and the others hurriedly dodged. When the white tiger and Bai Qi crashed into each other, it soared into the sky and roared, and its claws once again shot towards Bai Qi like lightning. Boom!
Bai Qi opened his eyes wide, holding his sword with both hands, he raised it high above his head, condensed his energy, and threw it at the White Tiger.
Bang! Bang! A zombie and a ferocious beast once again collided head-on. At their intersection, white balls of light stirred up and everywhere they went, they were blown apart and collapsed.
”Awoo!” The White Tiger released a shrill roar, bared its fangs, brandished its claws, and flew backwards. Then, it twisted its body to come back at Bai Qi.
The strong wind whistled, blowing everything that it touched, it was like a typhoon that was passing through, wantonly sweeping everything in its way. The two inhumane beings in the air were fighting like a raging fire, and even Shang Fu's face had lost its previous relaxed look, as he stared at the battlefield without blinking, not daring to even breathe.
Saint King Bai Qi, although he was a thousand year old Nondissolving Bone, and was only one step away from becoming a Heavenly Lightning Earthen Fire, he was not an incompetent person under the siege of several hundred people in Eight Ancient Surnames, even if he had to sacrifice his own life!