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Chapter 41 Local tyrants, please hug your thighs!

These casual cultivators, like Baitou Island disciples, come to protect the perfume city and earn external achievements.

At this moment, listening to the greetings of the disciples of Baitou Island, they were all hesitant. In the end, they all went back to sleep honestly...

Do you protect Tang Changsheng? Everyone has no friendship. The Baitou Island disciples are very clear about the meaning. At this time, they will offend them Baitou Island...

Under such circumstances, there are really no one who insists on protecting Tang Changsheng!

Seeing that the crowd was about to disperse, suddenly, a black cloud was coming with fierce momentum and actually crashed towards Xiangshui City.

Before getting close, the divine light guarded by Xiangshui City began to shrink. For a moment, the wind was loud and the sand and stones flew. The entire city was awakened...

"It's the god of the Dong Barbarians... No, they are siegeing the city..."

"No, it's not a siege, it's attracted by Tang Changsheng's illusion god..."

Amid all kinds of screams, a huge pressure rushed over with an unexplained smell of fishy smell.

This kind of fishy smell is different from a monster, so a master recognized it and called out: "This is the evil god of the blood sacrifice, please be careful!"

The native gods of the Dong Barbarians are not placed in the hands of the Donghua Immortals. They are often called evil gods and barbarian gods. As for blood sacrifices, they have done more. At this moment, the fishy wind is coming, and people with weak practice are poured into their mouths, and they will inevitably feel a sense of depression between their chests and abdomen.

Even practitioners are like this, let alone ordinary people. There are countless people in the city, and they are already vomiting in the dark.

But it was just a pounce, which made all the practitioners below Chen Feng change their faces.

"Guard the city, guard the city! Never let the Dong barbarians break through the city..."

At this time, Chen Feng and others wanted to pretend that they couldn't see each other and went back to sleep!

Although they were so angry that they had no intention of helping Tang Changsheng, they had to take action at this time. There were as many as six or seven thousand soldiers in the city. Once they were killed by the Dong barbarians, they would all die.

Chen Feng and other young disciples on Baitou Island cannot do the kind of "mature" that can achieve their goals, even if they are corpses and blood, they will remain in front of them.

But at this moment, the black air had already rushed into Tang Changsheng's room. The strong wind blew in, and the originally clean and tidy house disintegrated almost immediately, with tiles flying around and doors and windows breaking open.

"That guy Tang Changsheng is determined to die..." Chen Feng said in his heart, but he didn't know what it felt like.

However, no one knew that the black air was blocked by dozens of Yin soldiers. Even though these Yin soldiers were blown away under this black air, they still struggled to move forward one by one and blocked Tang Changsheng.

The whole room collapsed and everything inside was revealed. Tang Changsheng sat on the bed, but he didn't move at all, but a layer of bright light shone around him, like a god among immortals.

"How is this guy? Could it be that this guy is the true person of Yangshen..." Someone couldn't help but scream.

Only the power of the Yangshen Zhenren can directly interfere with reality. The power shows light in the present world and reveals this kind of divine light. Could it be that Tang Changsheng has also practiced to this level?

However, the speaker immediately realized that his words were too stupid. If Tang Changsheng was really so powerful, why should he survive the current disaster of building the Tao?

Then what kind of light is this? Why is it so powerful?

But when the black air hit the light, it was still motionless, as if the thin layer of light was as heavy as a thousand pounds. It was useless if the strong wind swept it again.

"This is the Yuanyang magic lamp of the Yuanyang Sect. Could it be that it is really so powerful?"

Chen Feng had already discovered that this kind of light was simply emitted by the Yuanyang magic lamp in front of Tang Changsheng, and immediately shouted.

"No, it's not that Yuanyang magic lamp is powerful, it's that Tianyin is powerful. This guy is really luxurious and so rich..."

Some people have seen that Tang Changsheng burned Tianyin as oil and couldn't help but complain.

Things like Tianyin are extremely precious. They are basically the mainstream currency that only masters at the Yinshen Real Person can use. The money used by Tianyan people is the one used by Tianyan!

These ordinary low-class disciples rarely come into contact with this kind of thing. Even if they get a little, they almost treat it as a treasure and are reluctant to use it.

You know, this drop of Tianyin is enough to exchange for one or two gold. At this price, who would be willing to use it indiscriminately?

Now, Tang Changsheng's Yuanyang magic lamp is full of all, all of which are Tianyin, which seems to be burning like ordinary lamp oil. Such a waste makes the casual cultivators who see clearly feel heartbroken...

This day silver is precious, and its power is naturally great. The barrier turned into a tightly protected Tang Changsheng. No matter how the black air swept, he could not do anything to Tang Changsheng...

"Rich..."

“It’s really rich…”

This time, many people have a flattering mind. Tang Changsheng, a rich man, is so rich. I will help you to get along with me. Will you be able to hug your thighs in the future?

Tang Changsheng naturally didn't know what the people outside thought. In fact, he now knew nothing about the situation in the outside world.

Now Tang Changsheng is trapped in a bizarre world. At the beginning, he was full of chaotic light, with various colors intertwined, like a large dye vat or an Impressionist transformation.

At this moment, except for the soul, Tang Changsheng also retained his conscious mind, all other five senses and six consciousnesses were in chaos.

However, at this time, Tang Changsheng was not nervous. When he built the Taoist foundation, there were many records in the General Temple, and there were complete methods of passing through. There were even special magic weapons to help overcome this disaster...

However, the ancestor of General Temple also left a message. This level does not require any external assistance. If you pass it yourself, you will have the most benefits.

"What I see in front of me is the Great Dao, or in other words, the tip of the iceberg revealed by the Great Dao in front of me. At this time, the soul was in charge and clearly saw the foundation of the Great Dao for the first time. The original worldview was completely shattered..."

This worldview is not an inherent concept of understanding the world, but a world known by the senses.

Now that the soul does not understand the world through the senses, the world has presented a completely new look. It is only then that the soul must be able to coincide with the world known by the senses again, so that it can be considered to be a step forward.

However, practitioners from both worlds have also realized at this level that this is not only a level, but also a rare opportunity.

At this moment, even if the tip of the iceberg was revealed in front of you, it was an extremely rare opportunity for practitioners to reshape the "worldview"... (To be continued.)
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