Senior Brother is Number One In the World

  Chapter 200 Powerful

  In just one night, the news spread that someone set up a shelter on the outskirts of Shangjing to rescue refugees, and more and more people rushed over.

   As a result, this piece of suburban land was stepped on more and more flat, and more manpower was needed.

   And the disciples also gathered a lot of people to cut wood and build wooden houses. No matter how poor the conditions are, they still need a place to live.

  Everyone is working in full swing, the weather is **** hot, obviously other places are still flooded, but now it is strangely hot here, like a fire.

  Gu Subai raised his head and frowned, the weather is getting more and more strange, if only one place is affected by the disaster, it will be fine, but the whole mortal world is caught in a strange disaster.

   This time can't be delayed any longer, she asked Chang Qingmiao to send an order to go down and set off to crusade against the Demon Cultivator two days in advance.

  Chang Qingmiao naturally hopes to end this disaster relief work as soon as possible. He is really busy with this matter.

  Chang Qingmiao, Luo Ziheng and Sun Hao notified the Jindan monks from all over the place to come sooner.

Both the Northern Dynasties and Nan'an were severely drought-stricken, and the disciples with water spirit roots provided continuous water sources, so the disciples in these two places consumed the most spiritual energy. There is no need to go back to the cultivation world, so this matter cannot be delayed.

  Jiang Yitan appeared from behind her like a ghost and asked worriedly, "Are you in good health, Brother Gu may wait two more days."

  Since he knew about her physical condition, he had thought about it a lot. If Gu Subai could participate in this battle of strangling Demon Cultivator without participating, he just needed to be more responsible to take over the overall situation.

   Gu Subai, who was used to the other party's disappearance, didn't even frown. She carried a sword in her hand and entered a temporary wooden house.

   "I never do anything I'm not sure of" her cold voice came from the cabin.

  Jiang Yitan was still worried, he raised his eyebrows and sighed, hey, what should I do if my brother is too strong.

  He is doing it for her own good. If she fights again, her body will probably fall apart. Can't she think about the terrible scene where her body is torn apart and nothing is wrong.

  Chang Qingmiao will also go forward together in this battle to eliminate demon cultivators. The whole matter here will be handed over to Jing Zixi. Well, he believes that Junior Brother Jing will be able to do it.

She didn't notify Zhu Shiyao. Her side was already very busy, and the manpower was not enough, but it was still the most difficult country among the four countries. .

   After all, the angry Zhu Shiyao is an existence that neither Gu Subai can stop...

  In the next two days, these refugees saw many new Taoist priests, and they seemed to be of high status.

  In addition to the addition of unfamiliar Taoist priests, they also found that Taoist priests are very serious these days. Sometimes they can be seen gesturing swords one by one, as if going to war.

  The sword was extraordinary at first glance, and they felt terrified when they saw it from a distance.

   Fifteen sects, sixteen Golden Core cultivators, and one more airborne Gu Subai. Among them, Jiang Yitan's cultivation is the highest, and his golden elixir is perfect.

   There is also Chang Qingmiao, a sound repairer who is not weak and in the mid-stage of Jindan, the overall strength is not weak, but I don't know if the opponent has demons, if there is, it may be tricky.

  The collective aura of the sixteen Golden Core cultivators made everyone feel breathless as soon as they gathered together.

  The leaders are Jiang Yitan and Gu Subai, one has the highest cultivation level, and the other is an existence who has defeated a demon clan.

  The sixteen people are ready to go, and no one doubts their decision. After all, they have been looking for Moxiu for so long, but now they will not miss any news.

  Sixteen student uniforms are white, black and red, and one has a bald head. The bald one turned out to be from the Buddhist Yin Sect.

  Foyinzong has a way of dealing with demons, Jiang Yitan smiled and said to the only disciple of Foyinzong present, "This time, it may take a lot of effort, fellow Daoist Jingyin."

   It seems that the people of the Buddhist Yin Sect are generally kind. Jing Yin is wearing a gray exercise suit, with her hands clasped together, and with a kind smile on her delicate face, she said, "It's a matter of duty"

  Jiang Yitan nodded slightly in satisfaction, but fortunately, there is a better one.

It's not that other people are useless, but that other people can't even survive three tricks in his hands. He doesn't know if it's right for him to call these people here. If they go and just give away their heads, then he is guilty .

   "It's time to go" Gu Subai hugged the ice blue sword, and sighed across the river with faint eyes.

  Jiang Yitan shrugged indifferently, and he understood the inexplicable look in the eyes he handed over to her. It probably meant that he called these people out of the way.

  A group of young disciples put down all their work at this time and ran over to bow to them in unison.

   They were the ones who dragged their feet. I didn't expect that they could only help these mortals when they came here, but they couldn't help the seniors.

  The neat and unified movements of hundreds of disciples were quite eye-catching, and now many people gathered around.

   "What are the priests doing?"

   "Maybe you are going somewhere, but where do you need to bring a sword?"

   "Why do I feel that the priests are more like going to fight?"

   "Hey, when you say that, I feel the same way."

  ...

  Whispering whispers sounded in the crowd, how could the monk's eyes and ears be so sensitive that he couldn't hear them.

   Ignoring everyone's eyes, Gu Subai and Jiang Yitan led the way to the depths of the woods. Naturally, if you want to fly with the sword, you must find a remote place where you can't attract people's eyes.

   "Drive~stop, you guys"

   Suddenly, a group of people drove the dusty carriage and shouted at Gu Subai and others from a distance.

   Even in the dense crowd, they did not slow down at all, and the speeding carriage made everyone avoid in panic.

  It was not until they drove in front of Gu Subai that they barely stopped, and the flying dust aroused flew towards a group of Jindan monks.

  A faint halo of light invisible to mortals instantly formed to block the yellow sand and flying dust.

  A two carriages were driven by a somewhat arrogant man in black, followed by a group of Western Zhou soldiers in soft armor. These soldiers had evil spirits, which showed that they were people who had seen blood.

   It is conceivable that the identities of the people in the carriage were not simple after such a battle, but what was the matter with patronizing Su Bai, ignoring this group of people, and they continued to march towards the deep forest.

   "Hey, why are you still leaving? I told you to stop." The condescending tone of the arrogant man in black made people feel extremely displeased.

   "Jiayi, shut up, don't be rude." A majestic male voice in the carriage stopped the man in black.

   "Yes, my lord" A one by one heard the voice and stepped aside respectfully.

   "I hope you will forgive me for being rude to my guards." A man with handsome features suddenly lifted the curtain and jumped down.

  The man looks like a 27-8 man, with tough and handsome features, and he is full of nobility in a gold-plated black robe.

  What kind of identity can the person who can call himself the king, everyone subconsciously stay away from this circle, except for those in the realm of self-cultivation.

  What does the rich and powerful of mortals have anything to do with them.

   "Zixi" Gu Subai didn't even look at him, and called out Jing Zixi, "You are responsible for everything here."

  The delicate and elegant Jing Zixi took a step forward and cupped his hands at Gu Subai, "Yes, Senior Brother Gu"

  Northwest Ming frowned displeasedly. His majestic prince condescended to come here. Not only did this person not give him face, but he also asked a servant to arrange him. Which family is he from Shangjing, so arrogant and rude.

  (end of this chapter)