A country was destroyed just to absorb its essence, blood and soul to temporarily increase its own strength. This kind of behavior is really hurtful to humanity. It is to kill them together for the right path.
Chu Cheng has no humanity at this time and only knows how to kill. All living beings in front of him will die!
Dashan Country has his friends. There was a benefactor who had crossed paths with him and took him in. And that beautiful woman with extraordinary beauty. But they were all wiped out under that finger just now.
Just because he wants to survive, he will kill all the enemies in front of him.
Chu Cheng's eyes were strangely red, but he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He vaguely remembered something, but it was covered up by the killing in the blink of an eye.
Above the sky, the underworld trembled with a finger. The white smoke cloud turned into blood red.
At this moment, the sky and the earth roared, and a terrifying aura swept across the roar, making the liquid condensation monks couldn't help but tremble.
"What kind of magical power is this!" someone said in horror.
"Could it be a heaven-level technique?" Yan Nantian frowned and couldn't help but exclaimed as he looked at the 100-foot-long finger that covered the sky.
This magical power actually gives people an aura that is comparable to the golden elixir avenue.
"You guys go first." Taoist Qingxiao looked a little solemn and looked at the giant finger warily. The pressure this finger brought to him was no less than facing a monk of the same level.
"Yes!" The remaining liquid condensation monks said, fearing that they would not be able to participate in this battle.
One by one, the liquid condensation monks fled into the distance, and at the same time they were amazed by Chu Cheng's heaven-defying talent.
When those people left, the Biluo Huangquan Finger finally fell down. One breath was still in the sky, and the next moment it came to Taoist Qingxiao.
With a roar of the crane, the crane fled away. Taoist Qingxiao waved forward, flipping the jade harp in front of him, releasing streams of green light, endlessly!
The giant finger came and collided with those ripples, making an earth-shattering sound, and a radius of ten miles was reduced to ruins. Even those liquid condensation monks who fled hundreds of miles away were affected by the residual power and were rolled back, spilling blood.
Taoist Qingxiao groaned, flew backwards, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and looked in disbelief at the young man in front of him who was surrounded by black energy.
A foundation-building monk was able to confront him head-on and even injure him!
"Very good, I haven't been injured in a hundred years." Taoist Qingxiao smiled instead of being angry, and said again: "This time, I will let you see why we, the Jindan, exist and will be at the top of Qingzhou. !”
Taoist Qingxiao grabbed the air, and suddenly the green sutra was purple, white, and blue, and five auras condensed in the jade harp. In a moment, a colorful crane broke through the clouds and charged forward, with the intention of suppressing Chu Cheng.
Suddenly, an invisible coercion enveloped Chu Cheng, making his body tremble.
The golden elixir power can kill a Qi-gathering monk with just an ordinary pressure, let alone a power that is a hundred times stronger than ordinary.
This colorful crane gave a soft cry, its body flashed with five lights, and it shot out thousands of colorful rays of light.
Every ray of light contains a powerful aura. If those liquid condensation monks were here, they would be severely injured among these thousands of rays of light, and few of them would be able to escape.
Chu Cheng stood there, raised his head suddenly, raised his left hand, black mist filled his hand, and pointed forward!
The dissipated giant finger gathered together again and pointed towards the thousands of rays of light.
Chu Cheng's entire body shrank, and his black hair turned to gray. But that finger was even more violent.
The sky is roaring, the ground is trembling, and a force of destruction is coming in an instant!
The roar came, like countless thunders roaring in the sky, echoing in all directions.
The giant finger and thousands of rays of light bombarded together, as if the world was created, and it exploded again in a radius of hundreds of miles, and it was a mess.
Taoist Qingxiao stepped back and did not stop until he was a hundred steps away, his expression very solemn.
But what followed was a black mist, and from within the black mist, a hand surging with blood came out.
Taoist Qingxiao snorted and looked at the fist with some contempt.
The two magical powers just now really surprised him a bit. A small foundation-building monk could actually hurt him.
But to dare to fight in close quarters is simply ridiculous.
Taoist Qingxiao clapped forward and raised a ball of light. Welcome that palm.
This palm seems to be casual, but it is a powerful blow of the golden elixir. Even a high mountain will be shattered into pieces under this blow.
"Death!" Chu Cheng's blood-red eyes showed a cold light, and with a strong murderous intention, he punched out.
"boom!"
The two collided, causing sparks to fly, and Chu Cheng's body flew backwards.
Blood spilled, and under this blow, Chu Cheng's palm cracked, cracking directly onto his arm.
Taoist Qingxiao was not having a good time either. There was a crack in his palm and blood was dripping from it.
He looked a little gloomy and waved his hand again. A jade flute appeared in his hand. As soon as the jade flute appeared, a surge of overwhelming pressure suddenly came over.
This jade flute is a magic weapon! Taoist Qingxiao was injured by bombardment for the second time in a row, and he became angry. As a golden elixir master, he was actually injured by a junior. If other golden elixir masters knew about this, they would definitely make everyone laugh.
As soon as the jade flute appeared, a stream of blue light curtains appeared between the sky and the earth, wrapping towards Chu Cheng.
This pressure was so strong that as soon as the light curtain appeared, the ground sank downwards.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed coldly, and he punched again with his right hand. The devil wind overflowed, and the devil energy was like a rainbow. The body is like lightning bombarding the light curtain!
Taoist Qingxiao showed ridicule in his eyes and snorted coldly: "You should have used some secret method to improve your strength. I'll see how long you can last."
The pressure was like the pressure of a mountain. The oppressive Chu Cheng's long hair was flying, and the demonic energy emitted from his body was so suppressed that he seemed to have become a demon, wearing magic armor.
Under the collision, everything seemed to be trembling, Chu Cheng's body thumped under the invisible pressure, and the demonic energy on his body immediately dissipated.
This blow was, after all, a supreme blow from the power of the golden elixir. Even if Chu Cheng's breath reached the level of condensation at this time, he was still no match for him.
An earth-shattering sound echoed, and the light curtain was pressed into the ground almost instantly, creating a hundred-foot-deep pit.
Chu Cheng was hit to the ground and forced into a deep pit, with ten splashes of blood splashing across his body.
"A generation of genius is going to die like this. What a pity, what a pity!" Taoist Qingxiao looked at the people underground and couldn't help but sigh.
Chu Cheng's strength is really surprising. Even if he forcibly improves his strength, he should not be able to compete with him.
Taoist Qingxiao slapped down, and a powerful impact struck downwards.
A huge sound echoed and Chu Cheng was bounced up. The hard body cracked again.
Taoist Qingxiao sighed, he really couldn't bear to kill such a genius.
"If you were born in our Ziyan Sect, I will definitely accept you as my disciple as if you were my own son. It's a pity, it's such a pity." Taoist Qingxiao shook his head and sighed, and the unbearable look in his eyes turned into murderous intent.
He held his left hand, and a spear appeared and shot into the ground. A strong crisis suddenly filled Chu Cheng's body and mind.
With this shot, Chu Cheng will definitely die!
The wind howled, and the space seemed to be torn apart by this shot.
At this moment, a point of white light rose in the distance, and then, an arrow lit up in the white light.
The murderous intent contained in this arrow made even Taoist Qingxiao feel horrified. In just a few breaths, the arrow came and hit the light gun.
There was a loud noise, and the long arrow actually penetrated the light gun directly, turning into light foam with a bang.
The color of Taoist Qingxiao's face changed. This aura was so familiar. This arrow was actually a false artifact.
After a hundred years of cultivation, Yuanying monks can develop magic weapons, while what a monk of the Transformation God can cultivate after a hundred years of cultivation is a false artifact.
There are only about seven pseudo-artifacts in Qingzhou. Except for Qingyun Sect, which holds two, the other immortal sects only hold one, and the other two are in Moyougu.
"Moyougu is out?" Taoist Qingxiao's expression changed.
The line of white clothes had arrived in front of Chu Cheng. At this time, he was already unconscious, and his aura had returned to the middle stage of foundation building.
The white light dissipated, and a beautiful woman fell out. She stretched out her jade hands and held Chu Cheng in her arms. Then he fled into the distance.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Taoist Qingxiao snorted coldly and was about to give chase.
Suddenly, a little green light appeared in the distance again, and in an instant it came directly in front of Taoist Qingxiao, and an old man in green clothes jumped out of the sky.
Taoist Qingxiao's face changed when he saw this old man, and he snorted coldly: "Lord Fengcheng, if you don't stay in Fenghua City, why are you here?"
This old man in green is actually the lord of Fenghua City whose cultivation has reached the Golden Elixir Perfection!
The Lord of Fenghua City usually looks like an ordinary old man, but his cultivation level is something even Feng Yizi would be afraid of.
Chu Cheng would be surprised if he did it again, because this person was the old man who had helped him before.
The old man in Tsing Yi smiled softly and said: "Take care of your old bones and strengthen your muscles. Come out for a walk. Meet your friends by the way."
Taoist Qingxiao chuckled and said, "I have some important things to do. After I finish, I will go to Fenghua City to meet you for a drink or two."
The old man in Tsing Yi ducked and stopped him.
"What?" Taoist Qingxiao narrowed his eyes with a cold look.
Even though Fenghua City's majors are higher in cultivation than him, they won't be afraid of him when it comes to fighting. After all, Ziyan Sect has three golden elixir masters. And soon, the rest of the golden elixir beings will arrive.
"I'm here to save your life." The old man in green shook his head and said, "You will definitely die if you go."
At this moment, red clouds flashed in the distance, lighting up half the sky.
A huge fiery red lion, stepping on red clouds, rushed towards this side.
It was obviously a thousand miles away, but in one step, it was a hundred miles away. In less than five breaths, they arrived in front of the two of them.
On the fire lion, an old man in commoner clothes sat cross-legged.
"Ancestor of the Zhang family!" Taoist Qingxiao was slightly happy when he saw the visitor.
The four major immortal sects and the seven major families have always been in the same boat. With the ancestor of the Zhang family here, they are more confident about facing the master of Fenghua City.
