Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

After the leader of all the bandits was solved, Wang Yu began to clean up all the remains of the bandit.

Cleaning up is worse than collecting money. After all, these small cottages don't have much other things, but more money and more food.

However, Wang Yu knew that the news that he had killed all high-level copycats would soon spread.

There are definitely some people who are greedy for money in the arena to break into the big cottages. After all, the strong ones are cut by the king, and the remaining three melons are not enough for them to see.

Wang Yu also knew that no matter how fast he was, he could not keep up with the speed of news spread.

How can there be a few of the twenty cottages, and they are cheap.

What he can do is to converge as much wealth as possible. The first to bear the brunt is the Cuiping Mountain not far away and the other three cottages. These are cottages with monks in the Purple Mansion realm, and their wealth is higher than other cottages. .

On the same day, he entered Cuiping Mountain and took the wealth in Cuiping Mountain's treasure house into his pocket.

After that, he went to other big cottage addresses non-stop, because he didn't need to prepare Lei Zhenzi this time, he moved very fast.

For six or seven consecutive days, he spanned thousands of miles, swept all the big cottages, and killed the remaining bandits while taking away his finances.

It wasn't until the eighth day that the news of Wang Yu slaughtering all the high-ranking bandits gradually spread.

At this time, Wang Yu took away the finances of eleven cottages, and many greedy people in the arena began to take action.

Ever since, each map of Tiancheng County began to clean up the remnants of the bandits.

Wang Yu eventually gained the wealth of fourteen families, and the remaining six were already half empty when he arrived.

However, this is the case, Wang Yu's wealth at this time has also accumulated an astonishing number.

After all, four of the fourteen cottages he had obtained were the strongest ones, and there were monks from the Purple Mansion realm who were in charge, allowing him to obtain many good materials for refining magical artifacts.

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The capital of Qin State, in a magnificent palace.

Yu Rujiao knelt on her knees, prostrated her upper body, raised her attractive buttocks, and drew her saliva into the hall.

On the main seat of the main hall, there is a man in a black robe, embroidered with a dragon pattern, wearing a purple gold crown, a handsome face, and a domineering eyebrow.

He stood in front of Yu Rujiao, not angered or pretentious.

This person is the three princes Yingkuo in Yu Rujiao's mouth, the great monk at the pinnacle of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and will soon be a real person in the Nirvana Realm.

Yu Rujiao explained to the man in charge of what she had encountered.

From why Wang Yu took action against the big cottages, how they fought Wang Yu decisively, to how the Hufeng Valley she built was destroyed, and even Wang Yu planted the imprint of divine consciousness in her soul. , Also said.

"... At that time, my subordinates took refuge in him, but it was just a way of slowing down. The subordinates will never betray your Highness. They will also ask your Highness to cast a spell to drive away the imprint of the consciousness that Wang Yu planted in my soul."

Yu Rujiao lowered her head and said, not daring to look up.

The loss of Hu Fenggu in her hands was tantamount to cutting off a source of income for Yingkuo, which was a serious sin for her.

She agreed to Wang Yu at the time, but she was obedient on the surface, even if she was finally planted with the imprint of divine consciousness, she didn't really take refuge in Wang Yu.

She believes that as long as she truthfully confessed to Yingkuo, and seeing her loyalty, Yingkuo will not blame her.

Then ask Ying Kuo to help her take out the imprint of spiritual consciousness, and she will be able to completely get rid of Wang Yu's control.

The third prince Yingkuo was very satisfied with Yu Rujiao's frankness, and nodded: "For your loyalty, my relatives will erase the imprint of that person's spiritual consciousness for you."

Things are not sloppy about the spirits.

Similar to Yu Rujiao, the imprint of divine consciousness was planted by people, even if the opponent was just a monk in the Purple Mansion realm, and others wanted to erase it, in addition to reaching the level of Nirvana in cultivation, the talents who understood the supernatural powers of divine and soul could do.

The three princes are wide, have not yet reached Nirvana, and have no magical powers in cultivating spirits.

But it does not prevent him from having such masters.

He is a prince, and this status allows him to recruit many masters.

"Come here, go and invite Master Yuanfeng!" Ying Kuo said to the guard beside him, who bowed his head and said that he was leaving with a fist.

Not long after, when he came back, he was surrounded by an old man who looked more than eighty years old and looked like a child.

"True Yuanfeng, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Seeing the appearance of the old man with a beautiful face, even if Ying Kuogui is the prince, he stood up to show respect.

The average real person in Nirvana is naturally not like this. After all, he is a prince, and it will not take long to be able to advance to Nirvana.

But the real person Yuanfeng is different. This person has supernatural powers in cultivation.

The supernatural powers of the souls are all great supernatural powers, and they cannot be cultivated unless they have specific talents.

Therefore, Yuanfeng's identity as a real person is much more respected in Ying Kuo's eyes.

Not to mention anything else, it was to solve Yu Rujiao's divine consciousness mark, and he needed his help.

After the introduction of the three princes, Madam Yuanfeng nodded clearly, and said in an aura: "Controlling others with the imprint of God's consciousness. This is a wicked act. I hit him and will naturally not let it go.

The righteousness was awe-inspiring, but the person who was sitting with the third prince sneered at what was wrong with the real person Yuanfeng.

But I was ridiculed in my heart, and I didn't dare to say more.

Regardless of other people's thoughts, True Person Yuanfeng walked to Yu Rujiao: "Let go of your Zifu Zhihai."

"Yes!"

Yu Rujiao didn't hesitate, let go of the sea of ​​consciousness in the purple mansion, and let the divine sense of Master Yuanfeng enter.

"broken!"

With a flick of the dust in Master Yuanfeng's hand, a black light pierced Yu Rujiao's sea of ​​consciousness, and directly rushed towards the imprint of the consciousness left by Wang Yu.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the imprint of divine consciousness was crushed.

Yu Rujiao felt that the mark on the soul was broken, and the hanging heart was finally let go, and thanked the real Yuanfeng.

"Don't thank me, I'm just doing things for your Highness!" Yuan Feng faintly smiled, a mere monk-level identity can block his methods.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yu Rujiao bowed down.

"Get up!" Ying Kuo waved his hand and looked at other people: "If you encounter the same situation in the future, you can also come back to the main hall."

"Yes!" the others said in unison.

Ying Kuo was very satisfied with this effect. Through the Yu Rujiao incident, he bought people's hearts again, and he felt a little happy.

However, it didn't take long for his pleasure to be broken.

"His Royal Highness, what should we do about Wang Yu?" Yu Rujiao asked. She hated this person very much.

When Ying Kuo heard the name, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Send someone to inform Su Ting of Tiancheng College to let him get rid of Wang Yu and take away his Lei Zhenzi refining technique." Ying Kuo said coldly.

Everyone in the hall is not clear.

Just when the real person Yuanfeng broke Wang Yu's mark of spiritual consciousness, Wang Yu was thousands of miles away, and he immediately sensed it. He didn't panic. He glanced at Guodu and murmured in the direction: "How easy is it to get rid of my mark of divine consciousness!"