Wherever the holy land prodigy goes, he is respected by everyone. Even monks of the same level will act like a junior.
Enthusiasm and compliments are the most basic attitudes, and these geniuses have long been accustomed to it.
Therefore, when I saw Ximen Potian greeting him with a blank expression, my mood suddenly became bad.
Of course, Ximen Potian didn't do it on purpose. His beloved was killed by a thunderstorm, and he was always in a depressed mood. He had no intention of trying to please anyone, even the genius of the Holy Land.
"Fellow Taoist Ximen, rumors say that the Ximen family has multiple fifth-level secret realms. I wonder if this is the case?"
The genius of the Nine-Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul, who has the highest level of self-cultivation, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked.
"Multiple fifth-level secret realms? There is not one. This matter is purely false."
Ximen Potian became angry when he thought about rumors being spread about his family, and his attitude could not get better.
He wished that the people who spread rumors about the Ximen family would be cut into pieces.
"Haha! Fellow Taoist Ximen, don't be anxious. According to our investigation, a large number of the Ximen family's resources for cultivating immortals have unknown sources. Don't you plan to give an explanation, fellow Taoist?"
The genius of the Ninth Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul spoke with a sneer on his face.
"My fellow Taoist, this is a strange question. The Ximen family has its own channels. Will the Holy Land tell outsiders about the source of supplies?"
Ximen Potian looked down upon this and was completely unafraid of the Holy Land's genius.
"Ximen Potian, you are so brave, do you know who you are talking to?"
"How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in front of the great monks of the Holy Land!"
"Ximen Potian, you'd better hand over the secret realm and submit to Feijian Pavilion, otherwise, you will be asking for trouble."
"The fifth-level secret realm is not something that the Ximen family should own. Hand it over!"
The four Holy Land geniuses in the middle Nascent Soul stage threatened arrogantly.
"Friend Po Tian, the human race in the mortal world is declining. Only by uniting can we fight against the threats of all races. The fifth-level secret realm can only play its greatest role in the hands of the Holy Land.
For the sake of the righteousness of the human race, Taoist friends should not be stubborn, otherwise, if a tragedy occurs, Taoist friends will be the sinners of the human race."
The genius of the Ninth Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul has an expression on his face that I am doing this for you.
"Hahaha! What a righteous human race, so shameless. It turns out that this is how the Holy Land behaves. Just for a rumor, they just label it as a sinner."
Ximen Potian was furious and did not give any face to the genius of the Holy Land.
"Ximen Potian, you are so presumptuous."
"How dare you slander the Holy Land? You are seeking death."
"Dare to go against the Holy Land, you really don't know how to live or die."
"Ximen Potian, don't you think about the family behind you?"
The eyes of the four Holy Land Prodigies in the middle Nascent Soul stage were full of anger.
In all their years of living, this was the first time they saw someone dare to talk to the Holy Land's genius like this. Their courage was as high as heaven.
"Okay, okay, since my fellow Taoist insists on going his own way, I have to ask for advice."
The genius of the Nine-Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul has the highest level of self-cultivation. At this moment, he was also angered. He planned to teach Ximen Potian a lesson first.
As long as they are defeated, the Ximen family will definitely hand over a few fifth-level secret realms and become vassals of the Holy Land.
At this moment, they all believed that the Ximen family had multiple fifth-level secret realms. After all, the source of the Ximen family's large amount of immortality cultivation resources, especially the spiritual objects that assisted in forming pills and forming babies, had a big problem.
"The genius of the Holy Land, I, Ximen Potian, would also like to learn from you."
Ximen Potian roared loudly, offered up a high-grade spiritual treasure, and assumed a one-versus-five posture.
"Haha, Daoyou has great confidence. Don't the Ximen family have eight great Nascent Souls? Why don't we come together?"
The genius of the Ninth Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul felt insulted.
The five of them came together because there were eight Nascent Souls in the Ximen family, one in the late Nascent Soul stage, three in the middle Nascent Soul stage, and four in the early Nascent Soul stage.
With the strength of the five of them, there shouldn't be any problem against the eight great Nascent Souls of the Ximen family.
Unexpectedly, Ximen Potian actually wanted to fight one against five. Wasn't this a slap in their face? It was also a slap in the face of the Holy Land.
When will a mere Nascent Soul cultivator be able to challenge five holy land geniuses? If word spreads, what dignity will the holy land geniuses have?
"To deal with you, I, Ximen Potian, am enough alone."
Ximen Potian had no time to spare and chatted with these holy land geniuses. After talking, he attacked them.
"Okay, all four of you, get out of the way and let me do it."
The Prodigy of the Ninth Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul was so angry that he sacrificed a high-grade spiritual treasure and started a fight with Ximen Potian.
Originally, he thought that he was a great monk of Nascent Soul in the Holy Land, and he was practicing heaven-level skills. With hundreds of Ximen Breaking the Sky, it shouldn't be difficult.
Unexpectedly, not long after the fight, he was suppressed at every turn, and not long after, he was seriously injured by Ximen Potian.
"Elder."
"Go together."
Seeing that the elder of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul was injured, the four middle-level Nascent Soul Holy Land geniuses became very angry and attacked Ximen Potian together.
"Well done, one strike to break the stone, one strike to break the metal, and one strike to crack the ground."
At this time, Ximen Potian was also furious. Without considering the consequences at all, he took a ruthless hand and used the Heaven-Potting Hammer to launch a fatal attack.
"puff……"
"puff……"
"puff……"
How could the four Holy Land geniuses in the mid-Nascent Soul stage withstand the fatal attack of the Sky-Breaking Hammer? They were all seriously injured and vomited blood.
"Black Dragon Spear, transform attack."
A black light flashed, and a huge black dragon with a length of several dozen feet opened its teeth and claws to kill the four seriously injured Holy Land geniuses.
But at this moment, these four holy land geniuses were seriously injured. How could they withstand the black dragon's attack? They all fell one after another in a very short period of time.
"Ximen Potian, you dare to kill the Holy Land's genius, you will regret it."
The genius of the Ninth Level Holy Land of Nascent Soul, knowing that he was outmatched, used secret techniques to escape. Before leaving, he put down his cruel words.
"The genius of the Holy Land is nothing more than this."
Ximen Potian smiled disdainfully, seemingly unaware of the danger. Perhaps, he felt that he could challenge the Ancestor of the Transformation God without fearing the Holy Land.
Perhaps, he felt that the ancestor who transformed into gods was being restrained by foreign tribes and was unable to escape.
But he doesn't know that in the hearts of these old monsters who have become gods, the rise of forces from the same race is more terrifying than the threat from alien races.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The threat from the alien race is just a scabies disease, but the rise of the same race is the real trouble.
In order to eliminate the rise of their own race, they even did not hesitate to liaise with foreign races to temporarily eliminate external threats.
"The genius of the Holy Land kills whenever he wants. Is this Ximen Potian really my previous life? His character is too reckless!"
Ximen Changqing, whose body was unreal, looked at the scene that had just happened, and his mind was full of doubts.
Now he can only see various scenes of Ximen Potian's experience, but cannot check Ximen Potian's memory. He is completely a bystander.
Therefore, he didn't feel much empathy for the time being, and just watched all of this quietly.
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Another half year passed, and on this day, fifteen Nascent Soul monks appeared again in front of the Ximen Family Mountain Gate, all of whom were at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul.
However, there is no Holy Land Yuanying here. They are all masters of the major Yuanying sects. The Holy Land Yuanying are all hiding around, and of course, there are the ancestors of the Transformation Gods.
The last time Ximen broke the sky and killed the four Nascent Soul geniuses of Feijian Pavilion, Feijian Pavilion would naturally not let its own Nascent Soul monks take risks again.
The Ancestor of the Transformation God was very curious about Ximen Potian's strength, so he had no choice but to let the great monks from the Nascent Soul Force take action.
If the Nascent Soul's powerful monks can be weakened by the way, it will also be beneficial to the rule of Feijian Pavilion. Anyway, there will be no loss in any way.
The fifteen great monks of the ninth level of Nascent Soul come from various major Nascent Soul forces and are very confident in their own strength.
The Holy Land concealed the deaths of the four geniuses for the sake of face, so they all felt that letting so many of their great monks attack the Ximen Family's Nascent Soul together was overkill.
And when Ximen Potian flew out of the formation to fight against fifteen of them, they felt even more insulted.
"Ximen Potian, are you planning to deal with fifteen of us alone?"
The fifteen great monks all looked disdainful.
"I, Ximen Potian, am enough to deal with you."
The family spiritual mountain was surrounded, Ximen Potian was greatly angry, his eyes were full of anger.
He never expected that the Holy Land of the Human Race, which was suppressed everywhere in the mortal world, would send so many Nascent Soul monks for the Ximen family.
This is on the surface, but I don’t know how much hidden power there is in the dark.
"What a big tone, come on together."
Fifteen great monks sacrificed their spiritual treasures.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Prison, attack."
Ximen Potian used his thunder technique to attack, and suddenly, the sky was filled with lightning flashes, making the surrounding area dazzling.
The fifteen great monks underestimated the enemy and were all covered in the thunder prison. Their bodies were paralyzed and it was very difficult to move.
"Black dragon, white dragon, transform and attack."
Immediately afterwards, Ximen Potian sacrificed two high-grade spiritual treasures and transformed into an attack on the fifteen great monks.
Naturally, these attacks could not kill the fifteen great monks, they could only injure them at most.
But then, Ximen Potian's trump cards were exposed one by one, and each one made people jealous.
Finally, the Sky-Breaking Hammer also made its appearance. A single blow from the broken stone could severely injure a Nascent Soul monk, and a ground-shattering blow could directly kill a great monk.
In a fierce and fierce fighting, nine of the fifteen Nascent Soul ninth-level monks were killed by Ximen Potian, and the remaining six were seriously injured.
This made the Yuanying monks hiding around him tremble with fear, while the ancestor of the Transformation God had eager eyes, as if he had seen a heavy treasure.
"I'm trying to contain Ximen Potian. You break open the gate of Ximen's house. The Ximen family must have a lot of treasures. I'll take them all away."
The ancestor of the gods, Jiang Xian Sheng, looked at the dozen or so Nascent Soul monks from the Immortal Zombie Sect behind him, and spoke seriously.
"Little friend Ximen, let me meet you."
As soon as Jiang Xiansheng took action, he launched a domain attack, causing Ximen Potian to fall into a place filled with gloomy energy.
At the same time, more than a dozen Yuanying monks from the Immortal Zombie Sect began to attack Ximen's Lingshan Mountain, using all the formation-breaking beads.
"Blowing snow, blowing wind, clear sky, clear sky, clear snow, clear rain, the formation cannot withstand such an attack. The seven of us will fight out. Even if we die in battle, we must protect the Ximen family."
Ximen Chuiyun spoke with determination.
"Okay, even if we die in battle, we must protect the Ximen family."
Several members of the Ximen Yuanying clan looked determined.
"Qingxue, your ability to escape from the earth is unparalleled. All the treasures in the family spiritual mountain are in these ten storage rings. Hide them in the deepest place and don't let anyone find them."
Ximen Chuiyun took out ten storage rings and handed them to Ximen Qingxue.
"Uncle, don't worry. Even if all the treasures and secret books of the Ximen family are destroyed, they will never be taken advantage of by outsiders."
Ximen Qingxue escaped underground, hid ten storage rings in the deepest place she could escape, wrapped them in forbidden gauze, and applied a layer of mud on the outside.
After returning to the ground, seven Nascent Soul monks from the Ximen family flew out of the formation and fought with the Nascent Soul monks from the Immortal Zombie Sect.
The strength of the seven Nascent Souls of the Ximen Family is naturally not weak. However, the strength of the Nascent Souls of the Immortal Zombie Sect is also very strong, and they have the advantage in quantity and cultivation.
After a fierce fight, Ximen Qingyu fell into the hands of Jiang Xianxiong, who was on the ninth level of the Nascent Soul.
"Sunny or rainy..."
The six Nascent Souls of the Ximen Family were greatly grieved, and the fight became more intense. They also killed two Nascent Souls of the Immortal Zombie Sect.
Subsequently, ten Nascent Soul reinforcements from the Beast Control Holy Land and Feijian Pavilion joined together and besieged the six Nascent Souls of the Ximen family.
"Clear sky, clear snow..."
"It's sunny and the wind is blowing..."
As the fighting continued, four families fell again, and four Nascent Soul monks died.
Ximen Chuiyun and Ximen Chuixue looked at each other and saw the perseverance in each other's eyes. The two of them killed four Nascent Souls. Even if they died, it was enough.
On the other side, Ximen Potian and Jiang Xiansheng were suppressed in their duel at every turn. The domain attack from the ancestor of the gods made him feel like he was stuck in a quagmire.
Seeing his family's Yuanying monks and his children and grandchildren dying one by one, he was extremely angry.
"Hahaha! Little friend Ximen, you have entered my territory, so just surrender and capture him!"
Soon, Jiang Xiansheng entered his own domain and looked at Ximen Potian with arrogant eyes, as if looking at his prey.
"The Ancestor of the God Transformation, what a God Transformation Ancestor! The Nine Heavens Domain is imprisoned."
Ximen Potian's eyes turned red. He used his own domain inside Jiang Xiansheng's domain and imprisoned Jiang Xiansheng's body.
"How is it possible? How is it possible for a mere Nascent Soul monk to comprehend the mysteries of the realm? This is impossible."
Jiang Xiansheng was greatly surprised. However, even if the other party used his domain, so what? It was possible that he could still be killed.
Yuanying and Huashen have crossed a huge realm. This is the difference between cloud and mud.
"Break the sky with one blow, go to hell!"
Ximen breaks the sky, uses the strongest blow of the Breaking Hammer, and vows to kill the ancestor of the gods.
"Roar……"
With the Yihe Sky-shattering strike, the Sky-shattering hammer transformed into a huge unicorn beast, and smashed towards Jiang Xiansheng with the momentum of destroying the world.
"Immortal...immortal beast, this is impossible, pfft..."
The power of this blow could not be resisted by the non-God-forming Ancestor. Jiang Xian Sheng Ancestor fell on the spot. At the same time, his domain also shattered into nothing.
Everyone within a radius of dozens of miles was shocked. Ximen Potian was so powerful that he actually killed Jiang Xiansheng, the ancestor of the gods. What kind of strength was this.
"Searching for souls..."
Ximen Potian stuffed a Yuanhui Dan into his mouth, held Jiang Xiansheng's head, and used his soul-searching skill.
In another interface, searching for souls is just a common method, and quite a few monks know it, and Ximen Potian is no exception.
Only the mortal world, this backward little interface, would regard soul searching as a magic technique.
"The man and the sword merge into one, kill."
Shangguan Feihong, who was hiding in the dark, was also shocked by Ximen Potian's domineering power.
However, he still seized the opportunity and used his strongest sneak attack method, slashing at Ximen Potian with lightning speed.
"puff……"
The methods of the Ancestor of the Transformation God are far superior to those of Nascent Soul, and besides, they are also the most powerful sneak attack method. Even though Ximen Potian's strength is incredible, he still cannot avoid this swift blow.
"I can not be reconciled."
Ximen Potian fell, and at the last moment, he collected the Dantian Hammer into the Nine Heavenly Beads.
Separate a ray of soul, control the Nine Heavens Pearl, and hide in the mouth of an auspicious beast several miles away, using the cover of the dazzling bright light, and turn it into an ordinary stone ball.
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