"Everyone deserves credit for killing this fire dragon. I am willing to give each of you a low-grade spiritual stone."
Li Fuchen wants to get the demon core of the Fire Earth Dragon.
In his opinion, the demonic core of the Fire Dragon is equivalent to a huge low-grade fire-attribute spiritual stone, which should be of great benefit to his practice.
Hearing this, Zhao Wuyou was a little dissatisfied. He didn't know where Li Fuchen got so many spiritual stones, but the other party wasted them too much. These people only put in some effort, which was not enough to get a low-grade spiritual stone.
"Great Elder, you have contributed the most, this is yours."
Li Fuchen gave Zhao Wuwu fifty low-grade spiritual stones at once.
The value of fifty low-grade spiritual stones has exceeded the demon core of the Fire Earth Dragon, but Zhao Wuwu was kind to him, and these fifty low-grade spiritual stones were regarded as filial piety.
Zhao Wuwu is at the pinnacle of the Tiangang Realm. If he wants to climb up, he will definitely need a large number of low-grade spiritual stones. In addition, to store the sword energy of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong, he will also need a large number of low-grade spiritual stones.
"Fifty low-grade spiritual stones?"
Zhao Wuwu was surprised.
As the great elder of Canglan Sect, he can only get ten low-grade spiritual stones every year. Fifty low-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to his five years' worth. This is not a small amount of money. Where did Li Fuchen get such a sum?
Get more low-grade spiritual stones.
Doubts remain doubts, Zhao Wuwu is still very happy. He has enough low-grade spirit stones. In a few days, the natal sword essence in his Dantian will be filled with Ten Thousand Swords Guizong Sword Qi. He was reluctant to waste the low-grade spirit stones before.
stone.
hold head high!
The high-pitched roar seemed to explode the air. On the vast battlefield, countless stones floated up and then fell hard.
More than 90% of the people covered their ears for fear of being deafened by the terrifying roar.
The one making the neighing sound was a giant elephant that was more than a hundred feet long and a hundred feet tall.
The master of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, the Mountain Shaker.
Zhenshan Elephant has a trace of the blood of the king beast Bashan Elephant. He is so powerful that he ranks at the top of the Ten Demon Realms. In fact, if it were not for his slightly slower speed, his ranking could be higher. It is not impossible to be ranked first.
At this moment, Zhenshan Xiang didn't know what kind of stimulus he had received. His eyes were red, and he accelerated suddenly, knocking away his opponent, the Grand Elder of Changchun Valley.
"Why is this demon elephant so crazy?"
The Grand Elder of Changchun Valley is a black-haired old man wearing green clothes. He is quite confused.
But doubts remain doubts, he can't let the Mountain Shaking Elephant escape from his control. If the elephant goes crazy, the demon will retreat three feet, and no one else can stop it.
"Whoever kills my offspring, I will eat him."
The mountain-shaking elephant roared.
"It turns out that the descendants were killed."
The old man in green clothes and black hair suddenly realized.
Zhenshan Elephant also has descendants. Although his descendants may not inherit a trace of the blood of the king beast Bashan Elephant, they are also extremely powerful. However, Zhenshan Elephant has several descendants, and it is not known which descendant was killed.
But these are not important.
The old man in green clothes and black hair used his green vine whip to trap the mountain-shaking elephant.
Zhenshan Xiang was extremely angry, but he couldn't get rid of the old man in green clothes and black hair.
In the distance, several elders from the Changchun Valley looked over and saw that the Mountain Shaking Elephant had not escaped control. They secretly breathed a sigh of relief. One of them secretly said: I actually doubt that the Supreme Elder can stop the Mountain Shaking Elephant.
His Changchun Valley is one of the oldest sects in the Donglin Continent. In the sect, there is a complete earth-level low-level skill called the Eight Desolate Changchun Gong.
The Supreme Elder is the only one who has cultivated the Eight Desolations Changchun Kung Fu to the highest level, the 24th level, and mastered the Eight Desolations Changchun Kung Fu. His strength is so strong that he can definitely be ranked among the top among hundreds of sects.
Three, it is not weaker than the Mountain Shaking Elephant at all.
"This boy's progress is amazing. Now he has the peak strength of the Tiangang Realm. In ten or twenty years, he will definitely become the scourge of the Tiansha Sect." Hundreds of miles away, a pair of eyes glanced at Li Fuchen.
This person is Yao Buchuan, the Supreme Elder of the Tiansha Sect. He was one of the warriors of the Tiansha Sect who threatened the Canglan Sect last time.
Li Fuchen's strength on the battlefield made him a little uneasy.
He didn't know how long this war would last, maybe a year, maybe a few years, maybe longer.
In other words, until the war is over, the Tiansha Sect will not be able to kill Li Fuchen openly and honestly. This will cause shock to hundreds of sects. During the war, if the genius of the opposing sect is openly killed, what will other sects think?
The top leaders of the Hundred Sects will never spare the Tiansha Sect easily, and they will not even execute the perpetrator, even if the perpetrator is a warrior in the Reborn Realm.
After all, compared to the entire war, a low-level warrior in the Reborn Realm is nothing. If it can be exchanged for stability, the top leaders of the Hundred Sects will definitely do so.
But if Li Fuchen is given too long to grow, it will be difficult for the Tiansha Sect to deal with him in the future.
"Huh, although I can't do it myself, I can kill someone with a borrowed knife."
Yao Buchuan took a look at the fifth-level low-level monster opposite, the Storm Eagle.
This storm eagle is about the same strength as him, but faster than him. It will often kill people below. If it is lured over there, it will most likely kill Li Fuchen.
"You stupid eagle, take a punch from me."
Yao Buchuan raised his fist and knocked back the Storm Eagle.
Storm Eagle was furious, and the other party actually called him stupid, which he would never tolerate.
The dark blue claws were entangled with demonic energy, and the storm eagle flapped its wings, grabbing Yao Buchuan with one claw.
Bang.
Yao Buchuan was hit and flew ten miles away.
While fighting and retreating, Yao Buchuan unknowingly retreated to the area where Li Fuchen was.
The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone below.
"No, the fight came here."
Everyone was shocked.
The combat area at the level of the Reborn Realm is definitely a death area. You can die immediately without any suspense.
"This is the Supreme Elder of the Tiansha Sect, please retreat."
Li Fuchen recognized Yao Buchuan's identity at a glance, felt a little wary, and quickly retreated.
"Stupid eagle, go to hell."
Yao Buchuan unleashed his killer move, hitting the Storm Eagle with hundreds of punches in a row.
When Guangfengying saw Yao Buchuan using his killing move, he immediately used it too.
The demonic energy wrapped around the wings, the strong wind swept across, and arc-shaped wind blades continued to take shape.
boom!
The next moment, the Storm Eagle flapped its wings, and majestic demonic energy erupted. Countless arc-shaped wind blades shot out, overwhelming the sky and covering the area dozens of miles ahead.
Puff puff puff...
Blood mist filled the air.
Below, at least hundreds of Earth Evil Realm warriors and a dozen Tiangang Realm warriors exploded into blood mist. In addition, there were also a large number of monsters and a few demons that exploded.
Even Zhao Wuyou, who was very far away, was vomited blood and flew backwards.
"Floating dust."
Zhao Wuwu was shocked. Li Fuchen was quite close to the battle area, so he was still alive.
In a hollow, Li Fuchen was lying there, with a faint copper-colored aura steaming from his body.
The moment Yao Buchuan approached this area, Li Fuchen had a bad feeling, so he immediately pulled away and retreated.
But no matter how fast he retreated, he couldn't match the attack speed of the Storm Eagle.
The moment the Storm Eagle unleashed its killing move, Li Fuchen already understood Yao Buchuan's thoughts.
Killing with a borrowed knife, the other party intends to use the power of the storm eagle to kill him.
Unfortunately, he underestimated himself.
At the critical moment, Li Fuchen's internal burning qi circulated into the nine-turn purple qi magic pattern on his back. Immediately, the nine-turn purple qi flowed through the bronze sword marrow and transformed into bronze sword qi. The bronze sword qi broke out of the body and formed body-protecting bronze.
Sword Qi, at the same time, the power of the fifth-level monster leather armor was also stimulated, and the phantom of a monster emerged, covering Li Fuchen.
After doing all this, the Storm Eagle's attack came.
Each of those countless wind blades was stronger than a level 4 demon's full blow.
First, the shattered phantom of the monster.
Although the demonic beast phantom is the demonic beast bloodline power contained in the fifth-level demonic beast leather armor, the Storm Eagle itself is a fifth-level demonic beast. How can it not be able to break through the bloodline power of the fifth-level demonic beast leather armor? So immediately,
The phantom of the monster beast was torn to pieces.
Followed by the body-protecting bronze sword energy.
The body-protecting bronze sword energy was much tougher than the demonic beast's phantom. A large number of wind blades cut it, but it could not collapse the body-protecting bronze sword energy.
However, Li Fuchen didn't feel good either. He secretly rejoiced that he didn't take any chances and directly used the power of the bronze sword marrow. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to guard against the wind blade just by relying on the nine-turn purple energy.
He is currently at the fourth level of the Tiangang Realm. Even if Fen Tian Gong breaks through to the 19th level, his true energy cultivation level will be equivalent to the sixth level of the Tiangang Realm. With the nine-turn purple energy divine art pattern, his true energy cultivation level will roughly reach the Tiangang Level.
It is at the peak level or above, but it is still not enough to withstand the long-distance attack of the Storm Eagle.
Finally, when most of the body-protecting bronze sword energy was destroyed, the wind blade disappeared and Li Fuchen saved his life.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Li Fuchen shot out from the pit and flew into the distance, his speed reaching the limit.
"Not dead?"
Yao Buchuan's face was extremely gloomy.
Even this failed to kill Li Fuchen, and he became more and more uneasy.
"I don't believe I can't kill you."
Yao Buchuan planned to continue killing people with borrowed knives.
"That's enough, Yao Buchuan."
A cold shout passed into Yao Buchuan's ears.
"Elder Feng!"
Yao Buchuan's face turned pale and he looked at a Fengxue Sect Supreme Elder hundreds of miles away.
This Fengxue Sect Supreme Elder's surname was Feng. He just noticed the movement here and said, "Yao Buchuan, I won't do this next time."
"Elder Feng, this is just an accident."
Yao Buchuan Link Road.
"snort!"
Elder Feng ignored Yao Buchuan, obviously not wanting to hear the other party's explanation.
"Damn Elder Feng, damn Li Fuchen." Yao Buchuan knew that he had no chance to deal with Li Fuchen. If he insisted on doing so, the Elder Feng Council would undoubtedly stop him. He didn't know what consequences would be waiting for him then.
.
"What a risk."
After leaving this area, Li Fuchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Boom!
One wave after another broke out, and suddenly there was an earth-shaking loud noise in the center of the battlefield. For a moment, the ground shook and mountains shook, and dust rose everywhere.
At that moment, Li Fuchen even thought that the world was going to crack.
"What happened?"
Li Fuchen looked towards the center of the battlefield in surprise.
But with his eyesight, he naturally couldn't see the specific situation there.
The center of the battlefield.
After the old man in green clothes and black hair fought hard with Zhenshan Elephant, a majestic shock wave spread.
If it were in the past, the shock wave would have made the ground more messy at most, but this time, the ground below suddenly collapsed, and a huge hole with a diameter of ten miles and unfathomable depth appeared. Faintly, you can see the depth of the hole.
, with an architectural silhouette.
"Is this a ruin?"
The old man in green clothes and black hair is heartbeating rapidly.