Chapter 1157: Plan, Sweep

"What?"

The God of Fortune asked.

"Give those people outside an early surprise!"

Wu Yun said with a smile.

"By the way, old bastard, do me another favor!"

"Are you annoying? It's always a problem."

The God of Fortune said impatiently.

"Okay, don't help. Let's not take those things on the second floor. Well, no one wants them."

Wu Yun said indifferently.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground with a pretentious attitude, looking like a rogue.

"Stinky boy, you..."

The God of Fortune's curse words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.

"What do you mean? Don't accept it? If you don't accept it, float out again, and find it yourself with your half body."

Wu Yun said indifferently.

Of course, Wu Yun was naturally confident. He knew that although the God of Fortune was powerful.

But now he was in a broken state and couldn't stay in the outside world for too long.

Otherwise, it would cause great damage to himself.

Of course, it's not that Wu Yun is going to burn his bridges after crossing the river and turn his face away from his friends.

To deal with such an old-timer, you have to use some tricks.

"Tell me, what's the matter!"

Finally, the God of Fortune Bell compromised.

"In fact, it's not a difficult thing for you. So, later..."

Wu Yun said to the God of Fortune Bell.

"Stinky boy, behave yourself! Do you have to be so mean?"

After hearing Wu Yun's plan, even the God of Fortune Bell rolled his eyes.

But, it's obvious that he agreed.

As Wu Yun said, this is not a difficult thing for him.

"Me mean? When they wanted my life, they were not soft at all. Now I don't have the ability to kill them, but I must take this opportunity to teach them a lesson."

Wu Yun said.

Afterwards, according to Wu Yun's plan, the God of Fortune Bell made some arrangements.

Everything is in place.

Wu Yun walked to the entrance of the palace and opened the door.

Looking outside, those people were staring at the second floor of the palace with a concentrated gaze.

However, because of the restrictions set up inside.

Wu Yun could see outside, but the people outside could not see inside.

Then, Wu Yun was seen controlling with his spiritual energy.

In a short while, the two hundred or so mutilated corpses on the ground were thrown out of the second floor of the palace.

And those people outside saw such a large number of corpses flying out of the palace.

At first, they were all stunned, and then they were terrified.

However, they couldn't figure out what happened inside.

Soon, everyone gathered around and sorted out the corpses roughly.

With their abilities, it was not difficult to see that these corpses were actually the two hundred or so Tribulation Realm cultivators who went in at the beginning.

Not one was missing.

They were all dead?

And they died so miserably.

It seemed that they were killed by a single blow.

What happened inside?

However, soon someone discovered a problem.

Wu Yun was not seen among these corpses.

Wu Yun is not dead?

Then who killed these people?

Wu Yun killed them?

Impossible, how could he have such strength.

Just when everyone was surprised,

There was only a loud and majestic voice coming from the palace.

"I am the remnant soul of the Dragon-controlling Immortal Emperor. Anyone who violates the rules will die if they enter the palace!"

As soon as these words came out, the outside became lively.

There was panic, awe, and fear.

There were all kinds of things.

But there was no doubt that no one doubted the truth of this sentence.

In this palace, who else had this ability except the Dragon-controlling Immortal Emperor himself.

Killing two hundred enlightenment realm cultivators in one blow?

But at the same time, they were even more confused about what these people had done to die so miserably.

And Wu Yun, who had the weakest cultivation, was not among these corpses.

However, this may be a question they will never be able to solve.

Because all this was arranged by Wu Yun.

At the same time, three thoughts quietly entered the sea of ​​consciousness of Feng Tianxiang, Bai Yuqi, and Li Ziyu.

This was also deliberately arranged by Wu Yun for the Creation God Bell, and only the three of them could know it.

These three thoughts conveyed the same sentence.

"I have accepted Wu Yun as my disciple. You sent these people to kill my disciple. This is a capital crime. Their death is the best proof. If you want to live, I will give you one and only chance. When my disciple Wu Yun leaves the palace, you will kneel down in public and beg for mercy until my disciple Wu Yun agrees!"

"This is your only chance to live. If you dare to tell others about this, you will die!"

After learning the thought information, Feng Tianxiang and the other two looked at each other.

The panic in their expressions is beyond words.

Obviously, they believed it.

In fact, they shouldn't have believed it.

It's just that the mentality was broken in advance by the corpses on the ground.

If they thought a little more, they would see the flaw.

If it was really the Immortal Emperor Yulong in there, if he really had the ability to kill them.

Why bother?

Take a step back, it's just a remnant soul, how can he accept disciples?

However, they were already stunned, so they didn't think much about it at all.

At this moment, the hearts of the three of them were full of regret.

Regret for targeting Wu Yun.

But it was obvious that it had already happened, and it was too late to regret!

Inside the palace, Wu Yun looked at the faces of Feng Tianxiang and the other two outside and smiled secretly.

It seemed that the plan was successful.

Just thinking about it is exciting.

When he walked out of the palace, the three presidents of the alchemist union in the state city knelt down and begged for mercy in public. How funny would that be?

Although Li Ziyu had already knelt down.

However, this is a story for later.

For the time being, let's go treasure hunting first.

When Wu Yun retreated from the entrance, the door slowly closed.

Everything just now was for the people outside.

All they could see was the palace door opening and the body flying out.

Then came the majestic voice, and then the door closed again.

Under the protection of the ban, they could not see Wu Yun.

"Old bastard, show the way, start sweeping the second floor!"

Everything was arranged properly, Wu Yun said to the God of Creation Bell.

At this moment, the God of Creation Bell could not wait.

With his ability, he could naturally sense it.

The things on the second floor are much better than those on the first floor.

Moreover, it is not just better, because the second floor is at least more than twice as large as the first floor, and the number of collections is naturally much more.

Wu Yun spent two days cleaning the first floor of the palace.

Now he was the only one on the second floor, so there was no need to rush.

Wu Yun spent about five days without rushing.

Under the guidance of the Creation God Bell, he basically cleaned the entire second floor.

I have to say, the things on the second floor are really great.

They are not comparable to the rare treasures on the first floor.

Wu Yun even had the urge to clean the third floor.

In the entire second floor, Wu Yun cleaned up dozens of top-level...

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