After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

The moment Bai Zhi stepped into the formation, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky, and time passed and the stars moved.

Zhou Yinhua sat steadily on the high platform, the string of beads given by Patriarch Zhaiyue glowing faintly in his hand.

He looked at a white dot in the distance, moving through the array, and narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes meaning unclear.

Zhou Mingyi stood aside respectfully, looking at the master's slightly narrowed eyes with some confusion.

According to the master's identity and strength, there is really no need to argue with Bai Zhi, a young sorcerer who has just emerged, and to create such a big battle.

He quietly glanced at the string of beads in Zhou Yinhua's hand with his peripheral vision. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to see a faint strange light. Zhou Mingyi blinked and felt a little headache.

This battle may be targeted by the old antiques from the Taoist Association.

That group of old antiques has always been difficult to deal with. In recent years, they have customized a bunch of Taoist rules and regulations, requiring all the warlocks to abide by them, otherwise the sect will be cleaned up.

It's a headache to hear all these rules and regulations.

The funny thing is that not many people abide by these rules, but the old man Wu Huizi insists on it enthusiastically.

Quite boring.

However, the people they target will always get into trouble and become very annoyed.

Zhou Mingyi quietly thought about how to deal with these people when the time comes.

As he expected, Wu Huizi from the Taoist Association watched the stars at night and also saw the movement on the Zhou family's side.

His old wrinkled face looked like a dried orange and was stiff and ugly.

Wu Huizi pinched his hands and muttered in a low voice: "Who made these noises again."

Cang Xing, who was on the side, heard his senior brother's words, going in one ear and out the other, and replied nonchalantly.

"What should I do to get Master Bai Zhi to join us?"

Ever since Cangxing knew that the immortal bone belonged to Bai Zhi, his admiration for Bai Zhi was unspeakable, and he only wanted to win over Bai Zhi.

It's a pity that Angelica dahuricae oil and salt can't be used. He tried many methods, but Angelicae dahuricae rejected them all.

Cangxing has a headache.

When Wu Huizi heard this, his eyes flashed.

Bai Zhi is a rising star in the Xuanmen world. Nowadays, there is a lot of discussion in Xuanmen. Many forces want to win over Bai Zhi, covertly or covertly.

However, the origin of Bai Zhi is a mystery. I have never heard of her name before. It seems that she suddenly enlightened and became a master of metaphysics.

Everyone was excited or jealous of Bai Zhi's strength, but only Wu Huizi was deeply worried.

That world-destroying disaster must have been a man-made disaster. Bai Zhi appeared inexplicably at this time. He really didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Bai Zhi, who was hotly discussed by everyone, now entered the first gate of the formation.

She looked at the familiar layout and found it a bit ridiculous.

Zhou Yinhua used the skills he learned from her to deal with her, which was really ridiculous.

In the formation, there was a bald warlock standing there with excitement on his face, staring at Bai Zhi who was getting closer and closer, looking sure to win.

This first magic circle is very simple and crude. It only compares the strength of those who keep the formation and those who break it. It has no skills and relies entirely on fists.

As Bai Zhi got closer and closer to the bald head, the disciples of the Zhou family who were watching the excitement also began to whisper quietly.

"Tell me, who can win between Brother Baldhead and Bai Zhi?"

"I think the two of them are at odds with each other."

After hearing this, everyone looked over curiously.

"What kind of statement is this?"

Can this Angelica dahurica be compared with the bald senior brother Sanqi? So powerful?

The bald senior brother is at the third level of Jingyuan, and his strength is so terrifying. It would be good if Bai Zhi can block the bald head's move. How can he be so open?

When the man heard this, he sneered maliciously.

"Senior brother punches three times, her head is seven! Three-seven is open!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was amused and laughed.

The atmosphere at the scene was not tense at all, just the bad fun of the beast teasing the chicks.

They were joking around, and Bai Zhi on the other end also arrived as expected, arriving at the door of the first door of the magic circle.

She looked up and saw a bald warlock of the third level of essence guarding the center of the circle, looking very proud of himself.

She is at the third level of Jingyuan and has extraordinary strength. Now she has only the first level of Jingyuan and cannot beat Bai Zhi.

Everyone understands this.

The disciples of the Zhou family were also teasing.

"She met the bald senior brother at the first level, so she was unlucky."

"What can the first-level Jingyuan use against the third-level Jingyuan? Even ten Bai Zhi are no match for the bald senior brother!"

"It's just that I really don't understand why Master is so nervous. It's really unnecessary to activate the big formation."

"What I can't figure out even more is, is this Bai Zhi crazy? What level does she have to dare to invade the Zhou family's territory?"

Everyone nodded after hearing this. They were indeed crazy. They brought a waste to invade the Zhou family's territory without considering their own strength. It was really a bit ungrateful.

Discussions started on this end, and the bald man on the other end couldn't wait to take action.

There was a smile in his eyes, looking at Bai Zhi and Fan Qingliu like two ants.

The bald man didn't even bother to use spells. He just moved his body quickly and struck with his fists.

Although there are no earth-shattering moves, they are still deadly and can hit the flesh.

As expected, Bai Zhi dealt with it very hard.

However, Bai Zhi's movements were dexterous and her moves were light and cunning, so she managed to dodge many of them.

The disciples of the Zhou family were somewhat unexpected when they saw this scene.

"Should Bai Zhi say it or not, her skills are quite good."

"Yes, fewer and fewer people are going to learn kung fu now. There are some tricks of Bai Zhi's movements that have some meaning."

After all, not all warlocks know kung fu, and Bai Zhi is considered to have some strength.

It's a pity that she has to go against the Zhou family, otherwise she would at least be a good young talent with unlimited future prospects.

The disciples felt an inexplicable feeling of regret for a moment.

It's a pity that after today, Bai Zhi, this good seedling, will be ruined.

The bald man played like a chicken for a while, but Bai Zhi kept avoiding him, and he lost his patience.

He put away his fists and said coldly: "Since you are seeking death, then I will help you."

After saying this, he took out his magic weapon, a large solid gold hammer, and sent vitality to it, looking at the delicate Bai Zhi with evil eyes.

The disciples of the Zhou family took a breath of cold air.

"Senior Brother Bald-head has taken out his natal magical weapon. He is about to make a killing move!"

"Tsk, Bai Zhi is dead."

That's what he said, but everyone didn't have much emotional ups and downs.

After all, it was expected that Bai Zhi would explain this today.

Sure enough, the bald head on the other end suddenly hit Bai Zhi with a hammer. Bai Zhi was hit hard by this heavy blow and instantly took several steps back, looking a little helpless.

Fan Qingliu's eyes flashed and he warned in a deep voice: "Be careful!"

Bai Zhi's right hand froze slightly and turned her wrist.

Sure enough, in the Xuanmen world, vitality is everything. People with low vitality cannot fight against those with high vitality.

Zhou Mingyi, who was standing on the high platform, frowned slightly, confused.

Everything in front of me seemed a little too smooth.

The strength of Bai Zhi is comparable to the first level of Jingyuan, but it is definitely not as terrifying as the master imagined.

He didn't understand the master's intention, so he turned to look at Zhou Yinhua, only to see Zhou Yinhua frowning deeply, as if he was dissatisfied with the scene in front of him.

Zhou Mingyi was stunned.

How is this going?

Didn't the master want to kill Bai Zhi? How could he have such a look of dissatisfaction with Bai Zhi's strength?

Before he had time to think about it, he saw that the bald man in the formation below no longer hid his strength, and swung the hammer fatally towards Bai Zhi.

Angelica dahurica is retreating steadily and has fallen behind.

The disciples of the Zhou family looked a little bored, and some even yawned as they watched the scene without any suspense.

Just when everyone knew where everything was going, someone suddenly screamed, calling everyone back from their relaxed thoughts.

"what is that!"