Chapter 1327 - Power of a Saint King (1/2)

Chapter 1327: Power of a Saint King

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Xiao Mie said with a deep voice, “How dare you say the name of our hierarch? Are you looking for death?”

The green eyeb.a.l.l.s flew up from his palm, and all of a sudden, his G.o.dly shadow and ghostly shadow both released great saint might, ready to attack the Crazy Alcoholic.

“Stop.”

Ye Xiaoxiang prevented Xiao Mie from making a move.

“Why did you stop me, Palace Leader Ye?”

Xiao Mie didn’t understand why she did it, but he stopped his G.o.dly shadow and ghostly shadow anyways as he wanted to now why.

Ye Xiaoxiang had met the Crazy Alcoholic before, so she knew who he was. She told Xiao Mie by transmitting her voice.

“What? That’s him?”

Xiao Mie looked at the Crazy Alcoholic in a differently cautious way now. If the elder standing in front of him was Feng Zuisheng, he couldn’t wrong him.

“Greetings, uncle.”

Ye Xiaoxiang greeted Feng Zuisheng.

“Senior Feng.

Xiao Mie followed Ye Xiaoxiang.

The Crazy Alcoholic sneered to show his disdain. He said, “So you do remember who I am and what seniors mean.”

Ye Xiaoxiang said, “Although you haven’t been back to the sect for a long time, there’s no one in the sect who can replace you. Our hierarch always mentions you and hopes that you can get back so that he can drink the wine you make.”

“He killed the entire family of brother Ku six hundred years ago and forced my fourth brother to abolish all his cultivation. After that, we’re not brothers anymore. Do you really think I’ll believe anything he says since he’s become a hierarch?” the Crazy Alcoholic said.

Xiao Mie was irritated hearing what the Crazy Alcoholic said about the hierarch, and he clenched his fists tighter.

Ye Xiaoxiang stopped him again and shook her head again.

Ye Xiaoxiang had seen the Crazy Alcoholic scold her hierarch much more harshly than now. However, her hierarch had just let him leave without harming him.

Which meant there was a special bond between the Crazy Alcoholic and her hierarch.

The Crazy Alcoholic glanced at Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiaomie and said, “Why are you still here? Do you need me to force you to leave?”

Ye Xiaoxiang said, “We’ve been ordered to take Elder Ku back to our sect to be the leader of Pill King Palace. We can’t go back if we don’t finish our task. I hope you can understand where we’re coming from.”

They wouldn’t offend the Crazy Alcoholic, however, Gu Songzi had the recipe for making Hua Saint Pill, which was something their demonic sect had to obtain.

Ye Xiaoxiang knew which one was more important.

“Are you saying you guys won’t back off today?” The Crazy Alcoholic stepped forward, and his hair and cape waved in the air.

As he approached Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie, his saint might surged to the top.

Ye Xiaoxiang and Xiao Mie took a look at each other and started to mobilize their holy Qi and mind power.

Crack Crack.

Two cracking sounds blasted beside them, and their saint Qi and mind power blew up the air, and there were cracks on the ground.

“Sorry, Senior Feng.”

Xiao Mie performed Ghost and G.o.d Incomparable Formation and mobilized their ghostly shadows and G.o.dly shadows, and the two powers were combined, forming a formation that had a diameter of more than fifteen hundred feet, das.h.i.+ng toward Feng Zuisheng.

Meanwhile, Ye Xiaoxiang rushed toward Gu Songzi.

As long as she could capture Gu Songzi and take him away, the Crazy Alcoholic wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.

Boom!

She heard a huge blast coming from behind her.

She took a look behind her, and he saw the Ghost and G.o.d Incomparable Formation performed by Xiao Mie being smashed by the Crazy Alcoholic.

The destructive waves gushed toward her, making clacking sounds as if the sky and land were going to be turned upside down.

The Crazy Alcoholic went through the mud faster than Ye Xiaoxiang, reaching out his hand and grabbing toward her.

The moment when the Crazy Alcoholic made an attack, the s.p.a.ce seemed to have been frozen. Even Zhang Ruochen, who was standing at the center of Thousand Leaves Saint Core Gra.s.s, felt that he couldn’t breathe.

“The cultivation of a saint king is indeed inconceivable to a saint.”

Zhang Ruochen felt that he couldn’t even move. If he were to fight the Crazy Alcoholic, he couldn’t even wield the power of time and s.p.a.ce.