A country was destroyed just to absorb the essence, blood and soul to temporarily increase one's own strength. This kind of behavior is really harmful to humanity and Tianhe. It is for the right path to kill everyone.
Chu Cheng has lost all humanity at this time and only knows how to kill. All living beings in front of him will die!
In Dashan Country, there were his friends, the benefactors who had crossed paths with him, and the benefactor who took him in. There was also 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 over them, 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, looking at the 100-foot-long finger that covered the sky and the sun, he couldn't help but exclaimed.
This magical power actually gives people an aura comparable to that of the golden elixir avenue.
"You guys go first." Taoist Qingxiao looked a little solemn and looked at the giant finger warily. The pressure brought by this finger was no less than that faced by 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 moment it was still above the sky, and the next moment it was in front of 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 in an endless stream!
The giant finger came and collided with those ripples, erupting with an earth-shattering sound, and a ten-mile radius was reduced to rubble. Even the liquid condensation monks who fled a hundred miles away were affected by the aftereffects, and were rolled back, spilling blood.
Taoist Qingxiao groaned, flew backwards, spat 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, Jin Dan, exist and will be at the pinnacle of Qingzhou. !”
Taoist Qingxiao grabbed the air, and suddenly the green sutras were 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 appeared in 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 earth is trembling, and a force of destruction is coming in an instant!
The whistling sound came, like countless thunders roaring in the sky, echoing in all directions.
The giant finger and thousands of rays of light bombarded each other together, like the creation of the world, 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, with a very solemn look on his face.
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 hard, and a ball of light came out of his hand to welcome the palm.
This palm seems to be casual, but it is a powerful blow of the golden elixir. Even a high mountain will be shattered by this blow.
"Death!" Chu Cheng's blood-red eyes showed a cold light, filled with murderous intent, and 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.
His face looked a little gloomy, and he waved his hand again. A jade flute appeared in his hand. As soon as the jade flute appeared, a huge pressure suddenly came over him.
This jade flute is exactly a magic weapon! Taoist Qingxiao was injured by bombardment twice in a row, and he was also angry. As a golden elixir master, he was actually injured by a junior. If other golden elixir masters knew about this,
It will definitely make people 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 collapsed downwards.
Chu Cheng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he punched again with his right hand. Demonic wind overflowed, and the demonic energy was like a rainbow. His body was like lightning and struck at 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, it seemed as if all directions were trembling, Chu Cheng's body thumped under the invisible pressure, and the demonic energy on his body immediately dissipated.
After all, this blow was a supreme blow from the power of the golden elixir. Even if Chu Cheng's aura at this time reached the point of condensation, 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's body was smashed to the ground and forced into a deep pit. There were ten splashes of blood, and his body was in dilapidated condition.
"A generation of genius is going to die like this. It's a pity, it's 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 shouldn't 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. His 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 a pity." Qingxiao Taoist shook his head and sighed, 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 intention contained in this arrow made even Taoist Qingxiao feel terrified. 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.
Qingxiao Taoist's face changed color. This aura was so familiar. This arrow was actually a false artifact.
After a hundred years of cultivation, the Yuanying monks can develop magic weapons, while what the monks of the Transformation God can cultivate after a hundred years of cultivation are false artifacts.
There are only about seven pseudo-artifacts in Qingzhou. Except for the Qingyun Sect, which holds two, the other immortal sects only hold one, and the other two are in the Demon Valley.
"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 took Chu Cheng into her arms. Then she ran away into the distance.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Taoist Qingxiao snorted coldly and was about to pursue him.
Suddenly, a green light appeared again in the distance, 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 who has reached the Golden Elixir Perfection!
The Lord of Fenghua City looks like an ordinary old man on weekdays, but his cultivation level is something that 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 flashed his body and stopped him.
"What?" Taoist Qingxiao narrowed his eyes with a cold look.
Although the main cultivation level of Fenghua City is higher than him, he will not be afraid of him when fighting. After all, Ziyanmen has three powerful golden elixirs. And soon, the rest of the golden elixirs 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 the red clouds, rushed towards this direction.
They were obviously thousands of miles away, but within one step, they were a hundred miles away. In less than five breaths, they were in front of the two of them.
On top of the fire lion, sitting cross-legged was an old man in civilian clothes.
"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.