Chapter 299: Wiping Them All Out

"Beast, die!"

Zhuyou shouted and threw the Sun-Shooting Arrow hard.

Although there was no Sun-Shooting Bow, the Sun-Shooting Arrow itself was a spiritual treasure, and it was very likely an innate spiritual treasure; after all, the Wu clan was not good at artifact refining and occupied the Honghuang Continent, so they did not lack innate spiritual treasures.

With the status of the Great Witch Houyi, using an acquired spiritual treasure was a bit beneath his dignity.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow was released, and Wu Xingkong was locked on.

He felt his primordial spirit trembling, and an unprecedented sense of death shrouded him.

"Golden Crow Transformation!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Wu Xingkong had to fight for his life and cast a forbidden technique.

Only to see his pitch-black feathers turn golden, and at the same time, he was bathed in the Sun True Fire, like a rising sun.

Compared to a real Golden Crow, although it was far behind, it also caused his cultivation to soar to the late Heavenly Immortal stage.

Quack! Quack!

Wu Xingkong chirped, making the space shake violently.

Facing the incoming Sun-Shooting Arrow, he flapped his wings violently, his speed instantly soaring, like a stream of light, crisscrossing in the fire domain.

Even Yin Qi saw nothing but shadows in his eyes.

But unfortunately, Wu Xingkong was facing the Sun-Shooting Arrow and could not escape the fire domain.

A moment later, the Sun-Shooting Arrow arrived first, instantly piercing through Wu Xingkong's body, and a miserable quacking sound rang out, along with Wu Xingkong's resentful voice: "Zhuyou, if I die, don't think you'll have a good time either."

Almost at the same time Wu Xingkong was pierced by the Sun-Shooting Arrow, the golden feather fan shot towards Zhuyou, and then exploded with a bang.

At the moment of death, he detonated his natal immortal artifact.

Boom!

The golden feather fan exploded, like dropping a hydrogen bomb, instantly blooming with brilliant light.

The terrifying energy wave swept across all directions, blowing up the entire Chi Yi Mountain.

The ancestral hall also turned into a ruin.

Everywhere was flying sand and rocks, dust filling the sky.

"Ah..."

Zhuyou screamed, he couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely.

Cough! Cough!

He coughed repeatedly, blood constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

But he laughed very happily.

Although he was injured by the explosion, being able to get rid of this mortal enemy made everything worthwhile.

"What?"

Suddenly Zhuyou's face changed drastically, and he saw countless runes like insects rushing towards him, at an extremely fast speed.

He hadn't had time to react before he was submerged by these runes.

Subsequently, a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

These runes like insects were actually gnawing at his flesh and blood, and at an extremely fast speed, soon gnawing to the bones.

"What kind of ghost thing, get out of my body!"

"Ah... no..."

Zhuyou shouted, but soon it turned into a miserable scream, and then stopped abruptly.

"What's the situation?"

The other three sacrificial priests and eighty-one high-level Man Wu galloped from all directions.

With Chi Yi Mountain blown up, their array could no longer be maintained, so hearing Zhuyou's screams, they were all anxious and hurriedly rushed over.

When they arrived, they saw Zhuyou lying in a pool of blood, already breathless.

A pair of eyes were wide open, full of fear.

It seemed that before he died, he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

The three sacrificial priests and eighty-one high-level Man Wu all felt a chill; under the scorching sun, they actually had a feeling of hair standing on end.

Immediately after, their pupils constricted, and they actually saw Zhuyou's corpse collapsing like a sand man, and countless runes like insects flew out, pouncing on all of them.

"Ah, what is this ghost thing?"

"Get away, get out of my body!"

"Go to hell, you hateful insects!"

The three sacrificial priests and eighty-one high-level Man Wu were shocked and angry, panicked, but their voices soon stopped abruptly, and the whole process did not take ten breaths of time.

The "Boundless Devouring Technique" was domineering, and even Zhuyou couldn't withstand it, let alone them.

Yin Qi walked out of the ruins, and with a wave of his hand, more than two hundred crystal balls fell into his hand, which were the Wu cultivation, bloodline, and memory of the four sacrificial priests and eighty-one high-level Man Wu.

After collecting these, Yin Qi swept the ruins, found the Man Wu one by one and killed them, and also found the ancestral hall treasury, taking away all the classics and materials inside.

Finally, Yin Qi collected Wu Xingkong's corpse.

The hundred-meter-long giant Golden-Crowned Crow lay on the ground, with a large pool of blood flowing.

On its head was inserted the golden Sun-Shooting Arrow.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow had spirituality and wanted to fly away, but was soon grabbed by Yin Qi, and at the same time, he secretly activated the Zhurong bloodline, so the Sun-Shooting Arrow soon calmed down.

"Innate spiritual treasure, good!"

Yin Qi was overjoyed; this was an innate spiritual treasure!

In the Honghuang world, innate spiritual treasures had a fixed number.

After the development of I don't know how many yuanhui, there were fewer and fewer ownerless innate spiritual treasures, and the vast majority were concentrated in the hands of major forces.

Being able to obtain this Sun-Shooting Arrow was already a great fortune.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he stored the Sun-Shooting Arrow and the Golden-Crowned Crow's corpse, and then left quickly, because Chi Yi Mountain collapsed, and such a change had already alerted the people at the foot of the mountain.

Those survivors were rushing up the mountain rapidly.

Not long after Yin Qi left, dozens of rather embarrassed figures shot over; they were shocked to see the ruins all over the ground and hurriedly searched for the figures of the four sacrificial priests and others.

But except for clothes and pools of blood, everyone had disappeared!

How could this be?

Ten thousand miles away.

Yin Qi climbed a big mountain, dug a cave, and set up an array at the entrance.

He sat cross-legged, gently stroking the Sun-Shooting Arrow.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow was an innate spiritual treasure and could not be stored in a storage ring; it could only be stored in the body after refining.

And it could not be recognized as master by dripping blood; it could only be refined with magic power.

Yin Qi couldn't wait; he closed his eyes tightly, and his magic power penetrated into the Sun-Shooting Arrow.

In Yin Qi's perception, this Sun-Shooting Arrow was shrouded layer by layer by an array composed of runes from the outside to the inside.

These runes were very mysterious, like Great Dao runes, and the array they formed was even more mysterious.

"Could this be the legendary innate restriction!"

Innate restriction, conceived by the Great Dao, was the embodiment of laws, and could actually be seen as a top-tier artifact refining array.

The ability of a magic artifact came from the array.

The power of an innate spiritual treasure also came from the innate restriction, so the more innate restrictions there were, the stronger the power of the innate spiritual treasure; like this Sun-Shooting Arrow, it possessed twenty-seven innate restrictions.

Princess Longji once said that innate spiritual treasures were divided into: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, top-grade, and supreme treasures.

Below twelve innate restrictions, it was a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Thirteen to twenty-four innate restrictions, it was a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Twenty-five to thirty-six innate restrictions, it was a high-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Thirty-seven to forty-eight innate restrictions, it was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Forty-nine innate restrictions, that was an innate supreme treasure.

The Great Dao is fifty, and Heaven derives forty-nine, so forty-nine innate restrictions were the limit of innate spiritual treasures.

Going further up, it was a chaos spiritual treasure.

Twenty-seven innate restrictions, that was a high-grade innate spiritual treasure.

This was still the Sun-Shooting Arrow.

If it were the Sun-Shooting Bow, it was estimated to be a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, and now I don't know whose hands it was in. ===== CHAPTER 300 =====