Chu Yun grew naked and stood up, and light flashed around his body. A powerful aura emanated from him. The flowers, plants and trees within a radius of dozens of miles could not bear it.
Chu Yun looked around and looked at the thousands of naked young girls in the entire square, and couldn't help but laugh proudly. The Golden Boy Art is indeed against the will of heaven. He is getting braver and more courageous as he fights, and his skills are increasing extremely rapidly. He kills all over the world, killing 1,300 women a day and night. He has already broken through from a half-step Wuwei to a three-star Wuwei. What a terrifying speed?
Zhenwu, who stopped restoring his spiritual power in the room, was shocked and stunned. He could not imagine that there were such perverted people in the world who fucked more than a thousand women by one, and his skills had increased so much rapidly? What was the situation?
This is countless times more spectacular than the scene of tens of millions of troops fighting.
"It seems that I'm leaving. If this continues, how many grandchildren can he create for himself?" He muttered unhappily. He pointed at the void, and then spoke extremely majestic: "Godson, come to my room..."
Chu Yun, who was feeling the violent energy in his body, responded, left thousands of women in the square who were not covered in clothes, ran into Zhenwu's room.
He thought to himself that this old man had been in seclusion for several days, and his spiritual power had almost recovered, right? It's time to go out. What benefits can this cheap godfather give him?
How could it be reasonable for the Supreme Elder of the Pangu Temple not to give some decent meeting gifts?
With this feeling, Chu Yun ran to Zhenwu quickly and sat cross-legged opposite him. His eyes were as pure as a few years old, extremely innocent and admiring as Zhenwu's young face that had returned to his thirties.
Zhenwu's face twitched viciously, and then returned to normal. He said thirstyly: "My father's spiritual power has almost been restored. I want to go out tomorrow. You can prepare later. Who should bring and what to explain, hurry up."
"Then... godfather, don't you give me any other instructions?" Chu Yun asked slightly disappointed.
Zhenwu sneered and laughed, then said, "I haven't given you the gift of your father to recognize me yet, and I don't have anything else to give you."
"Let's do this, I will open the eyes of the sky for you for my father, and I will teach you some spiritual skills..." Zhenwu finished speaking, and before Chu Yun could understand, he suddenly stretched out and pointed at Chu Yun's eyebrows.
Chu Yun only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and countless golden stars flashed in front of him. He felt a numbness in his eyebrows, as if a hole had been penetrated. Countless mysterious energy was transmitted through the hole to his head and various parts of his body. The core of the true elixir in the dantian suddenly appeared, and then it became larger and larger, gradually becoming the size of a bean.
When Chu Yun understood, a strange energy suddenly appeared in his heart. He could see some light purple gas energy floating around his body, whizzing into his body along the hole on his forehead.
"Chu Yun, now you can see things that ordinary people cannot see. Your talent will be even more amazing. You can absorb spiritual power and learn spiritual skills in the future, and from then on you will be a noble and great magic spirit!"
"You will be my direct descendant of Pangu Temple in Kaitianfeng, and a disciple of the Yuan generation..."
Chu Yun suddenly interrupted Zhenwu's words. He asked curiously: "Yuan Generation? How much higher is that than the ancient Generation?"
Zhenwu was stunned for a moment, then pinched his fingers and said incredibly strangely: "Aunt generation? Well... If you count it, it should be...oh...I really can't calculate it..."
"Anyway, it's much bigger...it's big...it's big..." Chu Yun held his smug smile and his neck turned red.
"Well...it's right that it's their ancestor..." Zhenwu was extremely sure this time.
"Then... do you have any documents representing your identity?" Chu Yun asked again.
"Yes, yes, but you are not qualified to bring it..." Zhenwu glanced at him, but still took out an inconspicuous gray patterned emblem from the ring on his hand.
In the round pattern emblem, a giant axe floated among countless spheres. A bold and drastic character "Yuan" was forged in the middle of this giant axe, carved lifelikely, as if it were real.
"This is a pattern emblem that represents the Kaitian system and the Tianguan generation, but it is often not allowed to show off. If the demons and demons see it, they will definitely try their best to make you die..." He reached out and took out a thick and simple double-edged battle axe again and handed it to Chu Yun.
"This is a tomahawk forged by the Jiang Gan clan. It is more powerful than the weapons produced by the Empire. This is also the personal weapon for your father. It is also handed over to you. You must keep it well!"
Chu Yun nodded quickly and thanked him, stuffed the battle axe into the ring, and then looked at the ring in Zhenwu's hand with great anticipation, blinking his eyes twice.
Zhenwu's noodle video shook twice, thinking to himself, why is this godson greedy?
He then took out a white jade token from the storage ring and said to Chu Yun: "This is my experience in studying spiritual arts for my father. You can learn from it first. There are some idle little spiritual arts on it. After you learn it, I will teach you the powerful spiritual arts of the Kaitian series to my father. Okay, go out..." He hurriedly issued the order to expel the guest without waiting for Chu Yun to show that pitiful curious expression.
Chu Yun stood up in great disappointment, bent down and walked out with a bow.
As soon as he left the house, he immediately felt the benefits of the Sky Eye. Now the world has almost become transparent in his eyes, and everything seems to be as clear as the corner of his hand.
What made Chu Yun's bloodline even more expand was that he could see through at will, including the things behind a mountain, wrapping his body in his clothes.
He was so excited that his whole body was trembling. With this function, he could see the beautiful scenery at will! He looked at the crowd of people from the kidnapping tribe around him, and the green body under his clothes was clearly visible. He couldn't help but expect to see the moment when he saw the Snow Lotus Saint. If he could see her in a cold heart, what a wonderful feeling would it be?
If everyone in the world who does not have the Heavenly Eye knows what he is thinking, I believe that while vomiting blood, he will also come over with a big knife, tear Chu Yun into pieces, and then pick it up and feed it to the mice.
The sky eye is equal to a half immortal, and can measure the past and the future, but Chu Yun uses such a terrifying thing to peek at a woman. Shouldn’t he die?
The square had been 'cleaned' at this time, and hundreds of butterfly women who had pitted butterfly women loaded the unconscious women away and then sent them home.
Chu Yun stood at the door of Dilian's house, and was extremely proud, feeling that the world was at his feet. He laughed loudly and said, "Chu Yun, you are so awesome. See which woman can do to you in the future. Wu Meiya, wait for me to find you to take revenge... I want to treat all the witches of your Wushan Witch Club, so that you can follow me wholeheartedly forever..."
After a loud howl, Die Lian walked out of the room surrounded by four guards. Seeing Chu Yun so energetic, she leaned over with great admiration. She giggled, "Mr. Husband, you are so amazing, you are the best!"
"Of course I know this husband!" Chu Yun agreed without being modest, then said to Dielian: "Godfather, your old man said that he will leave the sinkhole tomorrow, and I will leave as well. You can clean up and select the elites of the clan to leave with me. After I go up, the rest will arrange the area for our Killing Butterfly clan to survive."
Die Lian nodded sadly and sighed in a low voice: "Actually, I have lived here for so long, and I really can't bear to leave when I think about leaving, but we have fulfilled the wishes of our ancestors and finally can see the light of day again."
"I will ask my godfather to find a way to do this. The back and forth speed is very fast, so there is no need to worry about this problem." Chu Yun hugged Dielian in his arms, feeling extremely proud in his heart.
"See, I met Feng Wu, but by chance I met Xuanyuan Xing, now the treasure in the hands of the Empire Martial War Academy. I met Yu Fengyu, and then I got the most famous martial arts camp in Fengcheng. I met Sima Juan, now I am a disciple of the Snow Lotus Saint in the Heaven. Now I met Die Lian, the entire Butterfly Clan is already in my pocket. It's useless for you to be jealous. If you have the ability, go and have a few come back and have fun!" I muttered proudly in my heart, and shook my head and began to select the personnel with Die Lian.
Anyway, Zhenwu didn't say how many people could be taken out, so Chu Yun had no psychological burden at all. Anyway, the good-looking ones must be taken away, and those with strong strength must be taken away. In the end, there were more men in the absolute clan than women, and most of them were scraped away.
When Zhenwu came out of the room the next morning, he was shocked by the scene in the square and almost jumped up.
The entire square was standing tightly, and the green head was so dark that people were looking at it that their hearts were numb. He trembled at the heroic Chu Yun, and asked tremblingly: "This... are all the people you want to take out?"
Chu Yun nodded and laughed: "I really don't have any manpower on it, so I can only bring a little more. My father, you have extraordinary spiritual power, so you can take them all out, right?"
Zhenwu was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but he didn't talk to Chu Yun on the spot. He muttered in resentment: "Hmph, damn little bastard, I'll just give you another meeting gift..."
Chu Yun waved his hand and asked the team to follow Zhenwu's footsteps to the bottom of the sinkhole. The giant beast had almost been decomposed. There were more than 5,000 people working hard there. Chu Yun asked someone to take away all the peeled skins and go back to find someone to process them. This is a good soft armor, which is a little harder than steel.
Zhenwu walked around the sinkhole with a diameter of more than twenty feet wide below, and took out a large handful of various spirit stones in his hand, sometimes he dug a pit and buried it in the soil, sometimes he took a few steps and recited a few spiritual techniques, and made a few curse seals.
Seeing the old man circling around there, Chu Yun felt that this must be a big question. Should he take this opportunity to come over? Wouldn't he have another skill?