"Go to hell!" Since you can't scold him, let's fight him. The Purple Gold Flame Lion waved his huge claws and slapped Bei Chenfeng. "Let me show you my new combat skills! Three Swords - Fantasy Dance!"
Bei Chenfeng's figure became illusory as he spoke. The Qiankun Sword in his hand exuded a compelling cold light, and the world became extremely dark. Suddenly, a sword light appeared, "Sword chaos in the world!" Then another sword light flashed, "
The sword cuts off the mountains and rivers!" After the terrifying silence, the last light appeared, "The sword reaches the nine heavens!" Then, the world became clear again, and Beichen Feng came behind the Purple Gold Flame Lion without knowing when, and let out a sad roar.
, the solid body of the Purple Gold Flame Lion split into three pieces, and the Purple Gold Flame Lion fell. "Huh..." Beichen Feng fell to the ground with a long sigh of relief, "Damn it, if it doesn't die, I will die!" After resting for a while
, Bei Chenfeng stood up, came to the Zijin Flame Lion, put away the huge corpse, and then returned to the village.
In the village, the Jin Yiwei and the Chinese Dragon Soul people were practicing. "It's the factory director. The factory director is back!" The Jin Yiwei were very happy. Bei Chenfeng fell from the sky and said with a smile: "I brought you something good!"
With that said, he threw out the body of the huge purple-gold flame lion. Everyone took a breath of cold air: the purple-gold flame lion in the realm of kings was killed by Beichen Feng, but Beichen Feng was not harmed. "Okay.
Now, this corpse is for you, I'm going back." Bei Chenfeng left with a smile. "Thank you, Factory Supervisor!" Everyone shouted happily, the blood of the Purple Gold Flame Lion can strengthen their physique, and the purple color on the body surface
The Flame Gold Crystal can increase their cultivation, so of course they are happy. When Beichen Feng returned to the paradise under the cliff, Ao Ying asked: "What's going on up there? Is it so noisy?" "Oh, I killed a Purple Gold Flame Lion and gave the body to them.
When Ao Ying heard this, his face was in disbelief, while Nalan Bing and the others were also extremely shocked. "If you don't believe me, go and see it." Beichen Feng said. When Ao Ying, Nalan Bing and the others heard this, they flew up directly.
When they saw the body of the Zijin Flame Lion that was split into three pieces, they were speechless. In the ninth stage of the void, they killed the Zijin Flame Lion who was in the King's Realm. What if this allowed him to reach the King's Realm?
Beichen Feng took out the purple flame gold crystal and came to the waterfall with a smile. In addition to going out to exercise these days, he has been studying the sword intention and sword moves here. "God-killing Heart Technique!" Beichen Feng started to do it, turning his heart.
Fa, the purple flame gold crystal is floating in Beichen Feng's dantian. As the mental method moves, streams of strong purple air enter Beichen Feng's dantian, and the purple flame gold crystal becomes smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Beichen Feng's Dantian has been filled with rich purple aura, and the Guiyuan Jue operates automatically, continuously converting spiritual energy into vitality, then compressing it into a thick liquid, absorbing it, transforming it, and compressing it again. With a bang, Beichen
Feng's Dantian expanded again, and Beichen Feng successfully broke through to Mingkong. After reaching Mingkong, his cultivation continued to rise. Finally, his cultivation stopped, and Beichen Feng's cultivation stopped at the seventh stage of Mingkong. "
I'll go! This is really a good thing, I'll get more of it in the future." Beichenfeng said with a smile. After feeling that his strength had improved, Beichenfeng moved his limbs and prepared to go out again.
"It's been three months, and there are still twenty-one months left. I have to break through to the clouds within a month." Beichen Feng thought. Without taking a rest, Beichen Feng flew out again, heading towards the vast sky.
Flying away from the grassland. "I heard that there is a howling moon wolf here. I have to challenge it." Feeling the abundant and almost viscous vitality in his body, Bei Chenfeng was full of confidence.
"Phantom Sword Dance!" For a moment, there were figures everywhere, and then the sword energy was slashed out one after another, rushing towards the Howling Moon Sirius in the middle. The Howling Moon Sirius let out a wolf howl, and the silver-white wings vibrated and sent out streaks of silver.
The white air blade collided with the sword energy and exploded. "The Xiaoyue Sirius from the ninth stage of Yunkong is infinitely close to the king. I must kill you!" Bei Chenfeng said and rushed towards Xiaoyue Sirius, and Xiaoyue
Sirius also waved his wolf claws and rushed towards Beichen Feng. There was a sword light and a silver shadow. Beichen Feng's sword collided with Xiao Yue Sirius' claws. Xiao Yue Sirius' front paws pressed against Bei Chen Feng's sword blade.
Bei Chenfeng held the sword with one hand and could barely resist. Bei Chenfeng's left hand had quietly grasped the Black Dragon Sword behind him. "I'll break it!" Bei Chenfeng shouted, and instantly pulled out the Black Dragon Sword and cut it off with one strike.
The front paws of the Howling Moon Sirius. The Howling Moon Sirius howled and retreated.
"Good opportunity! Three Swords - Phantom Dance!" Beichen Feng's figure flashed three times in a row, and three sword lights appeared on Xiaoyue Sirius' body. With a "bang!", Xiaoyue Sirius's body split into three pieces.
Beichen Feng fell down, walked to Xiaoyue Sirius, gouged out the magic core, then piled the bodies together, collected them and returned to the village. "This is the body of Xiaoyue Sirius, I give it to you." Beichen Feng said.
Finally, he returned to the paradise again and absorbed the magic core with all his strength. After absorbing the magic core, Beichen Feng's cultivation level stopped at the ninth level of Mingkong. "It's getting late today, I have to have a good rest." Beichen said.
Beichen Feng started making Fengpan and practiced quietly. The sky was getting dark, and many fireflies appeared around. Beichen Feng sat quietly by the waterfall, concentrating on practicing. The waterfall on the side poured into the pool, and then slowly poured into it.
The river water and a few lights flashed vaguely in the sky. Beichen Feng's mental power was fully unfolded and he was paying attention to everything around him. These gave Beichen Feng infinite feelings.
"I feel that I have some new ideas. These ideas may be an opportunity for me to be promoted to the king." Beichen Feng said slowly. "Feng, kill so many people, okay?" Ye Qingrou was standing at Beichen.
Behind Feng. "Killing one person is a sin; killing a hundred people is an evil; killing a million is a hero. This world is unbalanced. For practitioners and non-cultivators, they are two completely different worlds. No.
The cultivators are always in fear, not knowing when they will be killed, and most of them are slaves and farmers. The cultivators, on the other hand, can kill civilians who have no power to fight back and those who are lower than themselves in their opinion.
, this is a matter of course, even you, Qingrou, when you killed those people, didn't you think they were useless and deserved to die? What's the use of saying this now? They are all dead and turned into dust, what can we do? We
Can we resurrect them, or prevent others? We can only take care of ourselves, and even so, some people will provoke us, violate our bottom line, and force us to kill them. This is inevitable. I am kind,
I don't want to kill people, but I have to kill them because they have touched my bottom line. Dragons have reverse scales, and they will die if they touch them, and each of us also has our own bottom line. If we are forced to the bottom line, we will be forced to kill.
I have always been forced, I have never wanted to kill someone, that is not me, I hate this, but I can't help it." Bei Chenfeng said calmly.
"Feng, are we really helpless?" Ye Qingrou still didn't give up. Beichen Feng smiled and said, "Do you know how many people have died in my family? Let me tell you, three hundred and sixty-seven thousand, eight hundred and ninety.
Three people, including 69,751 women, 93,171 elderly people, and 75,600 children under the age of twelve. They
Did they make a mistake? Who did they offend? Are they killed for no reason? Shouldn't I avenge them? Two people, two people killed 367,893 people at will, like
Just like killing a group of ants or cutting down a forest, what do you want me to do? I must take revenge! This is my mission."
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