Chapter 470: Arrogant Ouyang Wu

The construction of the Yuanying Great Array, which can at least resist the mid-level attacks of Yuanying, is a huge project, which requires countless rare materials and a lot of time.
The Blood Sea Guild had previously completed a Nascent Soul project, which is now the City of Eternal Sky, which took twenty years.
The nine guilds that are about to be established now will not take so much time to manage the big formation.
There are nine fully developed worlds and all the support materials are used to mobilize all players and kings in the Southern Territory to build, and most of the big formations are pre-refined.
The speed will surpass the past.
Even so, the Nascent Soul level formation is still extremely complicated, and it takes about a year to complete the construction. This year is the most dangerous time for players.
Establishing a Nascent Soul-level formation in a year, this speed will definitely be horrified if the local natives meet.
Therefore, when the construction project began, the grand diplomatic team had already set off at the same time and flew towards the Baicao Sect, the Golden Crow Valley, and even the Sky Demon Sect.
The best result is to persuade them or most people to surrender to the player and join the player's team. The next best result is to keep them neutral and not attack the player.
The worst result is that all the remaining forces in the Southern Territory unite to attack the player, which is very bad at that time.
A red cloud slowly flew towards the gate of the Baicao Sect.
Above the red clouds are 36 blood lotus guards standing gentle and holding swords. There are not many players, only Ouyang Wu from the Blood Sea Guild, Lin Ye and Mo Yu from the Green Grass Guild.
Although there are only three people, and the card game is not very grand, this is the highest level of SAARC mission, which fully reflects their sincerity.
Ouyang Wu's words and deeds can completely represent Zhao Shi's will, and Lin Ye and Mo Yu on the other side are also the second-ranked figures in the Green Grass Guild.
The red clouds flew straight to the Baicao Sect, like visiting friends in an understatement, rather than intending to enter the mountain gate of a hostile sect.
A grass-green sword light flew from the direction of the Baicao Sect, and stopped in front of the red clouds, revealing the real sword lake that had not been seen in nearly a hundred years.
Her face remained the same, but her expression was filled with vicissitudes and fatigue that were several times greater than before.
"Three fellow daoists came here, but Jianhu didn't greet them, please forgive them."
Master Jianhu did not show the slightest hostility, deeply contemplating the chief salute.
Years ago, she was ashamed of any player calling her by her name, but now she respectfully salutes the three players in front of her, but she doesn't feel anything wrong in her heart.
Not to mention anything, the thirty-six golden core puppets behind the three exude a chilling aura between their breaths, and it will never take more than an instant to kill her.
This force is enough to slaughter all the forces of Baicao Sect except the ancestors and the great formation.
And these forces are just the guards of the other party's messenger.
"Friends of Jianhu Daoist are polite. I will come here rashly, as long as Guizong doesn't blame it."
Ouyang Wu said lightly, neither alienated nor enthusiastic.
She is now here on behalf of Zhao Shi. The mere Jindan Peak monk is no longer qualified to have the same conversation with her. The Baicao Sect is qualified only by the Baicao ancestor.
"Don't dare, please, fellow daoists."
The real person Jianhu replied with awe, leading the way.
The gate of the Baicaozong mountain opened wide, and a hundred pairs of cranes opened the way, and a thousand pairs of boys and girls below chanted Taoist songs to welcome.
The golden flowers are scattered in the sky, and you can vaguely see the scene of the ancient power taking the fairy medicine and the dragon soaring. The golden lotus springs from the ground and the vegetation grows on the ground, quickly turning into a sea of ​​flowers.
This is the highest standard of the Baicao Sect's welcome ceremony, and it is often the courtesy that a good friend of Yuan Ying Da Neng will have when he first visits the door.
The Baicao Sect has a long heritage and is meticulous in etiquette. Ouyang Wu and others are not in a hurry, and they are free to appreciate the unique customs and habits that are unique to the cultivation of immortals.
After some etiquette, the three of Ouyang Wu entered the Baicao Sect hall in the welcoming welcoming of Monk Yijindan.
"Huh! It's an extraterritorial demon, I don't know how to do it."
As soon as they stepped into the hall, the cold and sharp silver light flashed, and a heavy and sharp sense of oppression pressed on the three of Ouyang Wu, causing them to sink their spiritual consciousness and magic power at the same time, and they were extremely stagnant.
The thirty-six blood lotus guards who were always on the alert flashed red light in their eyes at the same time, forming a crimson shield to envelop the three and relieve their pressure.
Only then can Ouyang Wu raise his eyes and open his eyes. Near the main seat are three early Yuan Ying monks with huge and solid auras.
The little girl-like ancestors of Baicao did not say, the other two were exactly the same old men in silver white tiger robes. They looked very familiar. They were the two Yuan Yings of the White Tiger Sect who were badly defeated by the player's coalition a few days ago.
The Golden Tiger ancestors who had already seized their homes were also nearby, looking at them coldly, but their presence was not strong.
It was the white tiger Zong Yuanying with black eyebrows who had just coldly sniffed. His face was as pale as paper, and his blood was overdrawn twice in a row, which caused great harm to his body.
Seeing the pressure of his divine consciousness was resisted by 36 blood lotus guards Qiqi Qiqi, his complexion was a bit unbearable. When he lifted his fingers, a ray of bright silver sword light formed in his fingers, carrying it for lower-level monks. Extremely terrifying sharpness.
"Oh? Bai Zi, Hu Zi two true monarchs, and Jin Hu true monarch are also there. This is a coincidence."
Ouyang Wu looked surprised at the three expressions in front, and seemed not to care about Huzi's attack.
In the welcoming ceremony just now, they had not been trained in advance, and it was normal for them to act against the interests of the local indigenous sect.
But she obviously didn't want to know or learn their etiquette.
"Friend Huzi wait a minute, how about we listen to them?"
A large green light with herbal fragrance rose up, temporarily suppressing the tiger's attack, and it was the Baicao ancestor of the Baicao Sect.
It can also be called the true monarch of white grass, the ancestor is the honorary name of the lower-level monks to the Yuanying monks, in fact, the true monarch is the official title of the Yuanying cultivators.
"...Since Fellow Baicao said, let's take a look."
Huzi and Baizi looked at each other, and both could see the haze in each other's eyes.
Their strength fell under the two overdrafts of their essence and blood, and the golden tiger even lost his physical body, and now his strength is much lower than before.
Especially on the site of the Baicao Sect, the Baicao True Monarch with the help of the Baicao Sect guarding sect has already barely been able to fight against them who are now seriously injured.
It has also become difficult to persuade them to use the Baicao Zong Yin Pill to treat their injuries.
Ouyang Wu turned a blind eye to whether they were acting, or really contradictory, and found a futon to sit cross-legged in front of the three of them, turning a blind eye to the somewhat ugly faces of the three.
The contempt in this is almost unabashed, and there is no respect for Yuan Ying's ancestor.
Ouyang Wu ignored their expressions.
The trivial defeated general, the trivial three Nascent Soul monks with serious injuries, dare to be big in front of her, I really don't know what to say.
"Presumptuous! The ancestors didn't give a seat, so you dare to sit down, how did your parents teach you?"
As soon as the three of them took their seats, angry reprimands appeared among the Jindan Peak monks standing respectfully around them.
Ouyang Wu, who was sitting upright like a lady, cast his eyes.
The leader of the Baicao Sect's faction that hates players extremely, Yao Ling real person, she has caused a lot of trouble to Zhou Bihu's Green Grass Guild.
"Where's the maidservant, what right do you have to say about the affairs between me and the three true monarchs? This is a capital crime."
Thirty-six Golden Core Blood Lotus Guards suddenly violently drew their swords at the same time, and the bright red sword light condensed into a ray of slashing towards the Yaoling real person, and the power quickly approached the attack of the Yuan Ying stage monk.
"you dare……"
Yao Ling's face was horrified and wanted to protect, but the surrounding space was solidified and he was generally unable to move at all, and so was his mana.
She could only watch the sword qi cut above her eyebrows and cut her head.