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Chapter 812 Unnecessary, capture

I don’t know when it happened, but the entire hall became eerily quiet.

One pass to ten, ten to a hundred.

It didn't take long for everyone to know Pang Xiaozhang's secret.

For example, this guy is the only supreme elder in Danqing Pure Land.

This kid, because of his special spiritual body and lifelong cultivation, is imprisoned in the early stage of Nascent Soul and is unable to break through.

This person's lifespan has begun to count down. He may die tomorrow, or he may live for a month or two if the situation is better the day after tomorrow.

There is another piece of jaw-dropping news...the thing about the 30 million divine essence crystals is true.

A member of the Pang family, the position of Supreme Elder is hereditary.

The wealth accumulated over many years is so terrifying.

If Pang Xiaozhang gets these 30 million divine essence crystals, he will instantly become a millionaire, and even some top-notch leaders will be jealous.

Thirty million divine essence crystals.

Many powerful people in the Inquiry Realm have never seen so many resources in their lives.



Dead silence!

The hall seemed to be frozen, and the whole place remained dead silent.

Countless pupils all focused on Pang Xiaozhang.

But the latter still had that peaceful and polite smile. He was like a polite customer, patiently waiting for the shopkeeper to finish his work before buying his own things.

Neither arrogant nor impatient, silent and patient.

Bai Quanbi's face was full of melancholy. Under the public gaze, he had no way to refuse the payment.

But the Shenyuan Crystal at the resource distribution center does not have 30 million reserves at all.

People thought that Pang Xiaozhang had given up this resource and had already been misappropriated by Elder Mo Jinyang. Where could he get it from?

So Baiquanbi kept his face frozen like this and didn't speak for a long time.

He didn't know why, but when he looked at Pang Xiaozhang's gentle face, he always had some ominous premonition in his mind.

What on earth is this dying man going to do when he suddenly comes to ask for the Divine Yuan Crystal?

On the other side, Mo Yiji's pupils had also turned cold.

He knew these 30 million divine essence crystals very well.

His father had already misappropriated it, and a large part of it was consumed by himself.

After all, there is a failure rate in the process of refining alchemy.

If you fail, you will be wasting money in vain. Your talents are not as good as others, and they are all created by using ten times more resources than others.

Mo Yiji narrowed his eyes.

A dying person, or the last member of the Pang family, suddenly ran out and wanted to get this resource back?

What a dream!

In full view of everyone, he walked slowly towards Pang Xiaozhang with a fake smile on his face.

"You suddenly ask for this resource. What are you going to do?"

Mo Yiji walked up to Pang Xiaozhang and asked with a smile on his face.

"This is my private matter."

Zhao Chu nodded towards him and smiled.

"I can't tell you the specific reason. It's impossible to give you this resource for the time being."

Mo Yiji continued to sneer.

"Danqing Pure Land, there is no sect rule that stipulates that when receiving resources, the purpose must be explained."

Zhao Chu also maintained enough patience.

"Yes, there is no such restriction in the sect rules."

"But the current sect is special, and many spies from Yi Demon Palace have sneaked in."

"Now, I suspect that you are a spy of Yi Demon Palace, and you deliberately took away such huge resources of the sect in order to donate them to Yi Demon Palace."

Mo Yiji's face turned completely gloomy.

Even, in his body, there are already original Dao patterns that are ready to move.

First plant an unfounded accusation and stabilize this kid.

Thirty million divine energy crystals have already been misappropriated. Where can he find them?

A long time ago, this resource already belonged to his Mo family.

As long as Pang Xiaozhang dares to resist or disobey, Mo Yiji will directly suppress him in the name of catching spies.

Of course, it is normal to accidentally kill someone during the suppression process.

The latter, a sick young man in the early stage of Nascent Soul, couldn't even withstand the attack of a single source of Dao pattern.

"Young Master Mo Yiji is indeed a man among men, brave and resourceful. This unfounded accusation was cleverly placed."

Bai Quanbi's heart moved, and then he quickly clasped his fists towards Mo Yiji to express his admiration.

"The Law Enforcement Hall is naturally responsible for investigating the sect's spies. You, Mo Yiji, are not a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall. Please don't disturb me to receive resources."

"If there are other matters, after I collect the resources, we will sit down and talk in detail, and I will treat you to tea!"

The expression on Pang Xiaozhang's face seemed to never change.

Be patient, smile, and be polite!

"Hmph, everyone is responsible for catching the sect's spies, and there is no need for the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall to take action!"

"You are making excuses in every possible way, but you can't come up with a single reason. I can now confirm that you are a spy from Demon Yi Palace!"

"Since you like going to the Law Enforcement Hall so much, then I will personally escort you there!"

Boom!

It was so fast that no one could react, and Mo Yiji suddenly attacked.

Boom!

Along with the sound of rolling thunder, more than forty origin patterns suddenly rolled out behind Mo Yiji.

Like the tentacles of an octopus.

Like a whip in the hand of an executioner.

Like sharp thorns extending from a man-eating tree.

One after another, the original Dao marks were overwhelming, hitting Pang Xiaozhang's body hard.

The trajectory of every original Dao pattern can be described as sinister and vicious.

Every blow hit Pang Xiaozhang's life gate, and every blow carried the most ferocious murderous intent, completely aiming to kill him.

Crackling.

The disciples watching nearby Pang Xiaozhang and Mo Yiji ran away like crazy, and with the two of them at the center, a large open space instantly became vacant.

The streaks rolled, and the sound of sonic booms could almost burst the eardrums.

Each Dao pattern bombardment hit Pang Xiaozhang's body firmly, blood spattered, skin was torn, and bones were pulled out in some places, but he did not avoid it at all.

It seems...stupid.

Some Dao patterns were also slapped on the ground, and the dust suddenly stirred up and billowed, completely swallowing Pang Xiaozhang.

In the distance, many disciples couldn't bear to look any further.

But more people were filled with gloating.

What a supreme elder, you really treat yourself like a clove.

A vulnerable person in the early stage of Nascent Soul who dares to anger Mo Yiji who is in the Natural Selection Realm is simply seeking death.

Although the latter are not as evil as those ascended ones, they are also unable to perform the Divine Chapter.

But just a whipping with Dao patterns can easily kill you.

Boom!

Boom!

Mo Yiji found this opportunity and was not ready to let Pang Xiaozhang go.

He used more than 40 original Dao patterns and struck out more than 200 whips in total. Not to mention a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul, even an ordinary person in the Natural Selection Realm would have died.

More than 100 whips fell again, and everyone present was so frightened that it was difficult to breathe.

This is simply murder.

Many people secretly swore in their hearts that they would never provoke Mo Yiji in the future.

This guy said he wanted to detain Pang Xiaozhang to the Law Enforcement Hall, but that was just a cover. His purpose was to kill Pang Xiaozhang completely.

call!

Finally, in full view of everyone, Mo Yiji exhausted his true energy, and the more than 40 original Dao patterns behind him also disappeared.

"I heard that you have dedicated your body of Jinglun Wanjuan Body to Xu Yunshuang?"

"You are really an idiot. Wouldn't you like to die quietly?"

"If my guess is correct, you should give this wealth to Xu Yunshuang."

"It's a pity that I can't help you."

"All of your resources will belong to me, Mo Yiji. I can't get your Wanjuan Economic Body, but I won't let that bitch Xu Yunshuang get it either. You just happened to come to my door today, giving me a chance to kill you."

Got you."

"Xu Yunshuang is already strong enough. There shouldn't be anyone stronger than Mo Yiji in the Pure Land of Painting. After I surpass Dongping Li, I will definitely catch up with her and even press her under me to play with her. I

I also want to see with my own eyes what kind of groan the ascended person will make when he is pressed down, hehehe!"

Mo Yiji's voice was so low that only Pang Xiaozhang and himself could hear it.

His voice was full of ambition, roiling with jealousy, and roaring with unwillingness.

His father is the powerful elder Mo Jinyang. He, Mo Yiji, has been a strong competitor for the Ascendants since he was born.

Unfortunately, Xu Yunshuang appeared in the middle.

In the following journey, he was not only suppressed by Xu Yunshuang, but also Dongping Li, and Li Baifeng... These idiots he once looked down upon surpassed him one after another.

Being criticized by others in the sect, the disappointment in his father's eyes.

Every scene is like a sharp knife piercing Mo Yiji's heart. If you go to Xilong Palace to play with a bitch Xi Youyan, you will also encounter a monster like Zhao Chu.

Mo Yiji felt that he was possessed by the bad god. He was depressed and in pain all day long.

Finally, the pain comes to an end.

He recorded that the monster Zhao Chu made alchemy, and his level of alchemy increased greatly, reaching third place on the alchemy road list.

The days ahead will be smooth sailing.

He wanted to step on Dong Ping Li's corpse to reach the top. His narrow and jealous heart would not allow Xu Yunshuang to become stronger.

Pang Xiaozhang...you will die.



"Dead...dead?"

"What's the point? Let alone a sick man like Pang Xiaozhang who can't practice, even if he is in the normal Nascent Soul realm, even if he is in the Natural Selection realm, can he withstand more than 300 whippings from the original Dao pattern?"

"That's right, that kid didn't dodge even a single whipping. He withstood more than 300 whippings. Even I would have been killed on the spot."

The dust fell slowly.

Pang Xiaozhang's body gradually became clearer.

Everyone was talking a lot, and even Tian Xie Jing was heartbroken, fearing Mo Yiji's ruthlessness in his heart.

"Hiss... so cruel!"

Although everyone was prepared in their hearts, when Pang Xiaozhang actually appeared in front of everyone, many disciples still took a breath of cold air.

Bloody man.

This is a shocking bloody man. There is almost no intact skin on Pang Xiaozhang's body, and there are bloody wounds as thick as an arm everywhere, which is horrifying.

Bones can be seen deep in every bloody wound, and even in some places, the white bones have been cracked and broken into pieces.

That polite face had been completely beaten to pieces and was beyond recognition.

How much hatred is this?

Many disciples also looked at Mo Yiji again. This person was too cruel-hearted.

"Hey...this kid actually has the aura of a living person in his body? Weird, weird!"

Suddenly, a disciple of Natural Selection exclaimed.

Afterwards, everyone used the power of their spiritual thoughts to explore.

Sure enough, although Pang Xiaozhang was motionless, he had obviously been beaten to death.

But there is obviously still tenacious vitality in his body.

What the hell is going on here?

Many people frowned, could it be that... they haven't been beaten to death yet?

This is simply unreasonable.

"Hey, it's strange. Mo Yiji's attack was enough to kill even the Tianze Realm. How come Pang Xiaozhang is still alive?"

Baiquanbi has also been explored.

Stay alive!

Pang Xiaozhang has not yet died, and is truly alive.

However, the Pang family, with its ten thousand volumes of economics, has been passed down for many generations, and there have been various cases of accidental death. Their cultivation is indeed at the early stage of Nascent Soul, so they are vulnerable.

For some reason, the ominous feeling in Bai Quanbi's heart became more and more intense, and his right eyelid began to beat for no apparent reason.

"Um?"

Mo Yiji frowned.

He was extremely surprised that Pang Xiaozhang was not dead yet.

"You have very strong vitality. It seems that you have indeed obtained the evil power of Yi Demon Palace. Today, I, Mo Yiji, will definitely kill the demons and kill you to the end."

Mo Yiji took out a pill and drank it. For a moment, the real energy he had consumed before was recovering like crazy.

"Mo Yiji, is this all your strength?"

However, at this moment, a peaceful voice suddenly echoed over the empty hall.

Still no emotional ups and downs.

It's like going to the street to ask for the price of something, it's just plain ordinary.

But this sound made many people's hearts almost jump out of their chests.

Pang Xiaozhang!

This voice comes from Pang Xiaozhang.

brush!

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the bloody man.

White bones give birth to flesh, and the dead come back to life.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and many people opened their mouths suddenly and found it difficult to breathe for a long time.

The wounds on Pang Xiaozhang's body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even some tiny wounds have been completely healed.

It seemed that something strange was happening to him, like going back in time.

The inner disciples of the Natural Selection Realm all licked their dry tongues.

They had never heard of such a horrific scene.

"White bones give birth to flesh, scars are reversed...this is, this is...this...this...this is the...ascension chapter of the Pure Land of Painting."

"[Drawing Ascension Chapter]!"

The next breath, there was a frightened voice that suddenly spread out. The voice was so sharp that it was as if someone had been frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.

It is a natural selection inner door that blurts out.

He was a disciple who was obsessed with studying various supernatural powers, so the more he observed, the more frightened he became. When he finally confirmed it, he was almost scared to death.

Ascension Chapter.

In the entire Danqing Pure Land, this is a magical power that only Senior Sister Xu Yunshuang is qualified to practice.

"That's right, it's the Ascension Chapter of Painting, it's absolutely true!"

In just a few dozen breaths, most of the wounds on Pang Xiaozhang's body were healed, and his peaceful face returned to its original state.

Still a polite smile.

It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the bombardment just now.

More and more people can confirm that the healing energy rolling around Pang Xiaozhang's body is the chapter of the Ascension of Painting.

In fact, there is no need for people to guess.

Behind Pang Xiaozhang, a divine chapter floated in the air, breathing out gentle mist. It was like a cold-faced alchemist with a serious face, developing the latest elixir.

Da, da da!

Seeing that Pang Xiaozhang was about to recover from his injuries, Mo Yiji was shocked. He stepped back suddenly and almost fell to the ground.

Click.

Behind the counter, Bai Quanbi was nervous and originally planned to drink a glass of water to moisten his throat.

But when he confirmed the Ascension Chapter of Danqing, the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground.

"You, you... you, it's impossible. It's impossible for you to cultivate the Pang family's Ten Thousand Scrolls of Economics, the Nascent Soul Realm, and it's impossible to cultivate the Ascension Chapter of Painting. There are no original Dao patterns in your body... It's impossible.

!”

Mo Yiji had already been frightened to the point of losing his balance.

He shook his head repeatedly, not believing what was happening in front of him.

"Who said that the Wanjuan body of economics cannot be cultivated."

"Who else said that there are no original Dao patterns in my body."

Zhao Chu kept smiling.

As he walked towards Mo Yiji step by step, behind him, one after another, the origin Dao patterns were like thousands of snakes coming out of their holes, trying to bring chaos to the world, constantly tearing apart the space.

Ten ways.

Twenty!

Fifty!

Eighty ways!

One hundred and thirty!

After a few breaths, behind Pang Xiaozhang, Wan Ru was like a peacock in full bloom, with countless origin patterns rolling everywhere.

It was overwhelming, as if the sky was about to collapse, which made people feel heartbroken.

In the distance, many disciples who had mocked Pang Xiaozhang before sat down on the ground, so frightened that they could not recover for a long time.

This...how is this happening?

A person in the Nascent Soul Realm can actually cultivate such terrifying origin patterns.

Even the strongest person in the Natural Selection Realm present, the original Dao patterns he has cultivated are not even half of what Pang Xiaozhang possesses.

Bah!

Bah!

"Uh...ah..."

At the same time, Mo Yiji suddenly screamed.

A ball of dark pus and blood suddenly spattered from his chest.

The brand new robe had been corroded and had holes, and it turned out that his chest had already festered with a blood hole as big as a bowl.

People can even see Mo Yiji's beating heart.

At this moment, there were also dark spots spreading over his heart, like an insect that was getting bigger and bigger, enjoying a gluttonous feast.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Next, many people were frightened and fainted.

Mo Yiji was like a bursting firework, with balls of pus and blood sputtering out. His whole body was like a colander, with shocking blood holes everywhere.

pain!

At this moment, Mo Yiji was in extreme pain.

He was rolling all over the floor, almost like crazy.

"The Way of Corrosion is really a chapter in the ascension of the painting!"

Baiquanbi was trembling all over.

The chapter on the ascension of the painting is a genuine source of Taoist magical power.

Not only can it quickly restore the practitioner's injuries, it can also exert a curse that makes the enemy's body fester to death.

Before dying, he watched himself being corroded bit by bit by pus and blood. This is also the cruelest torture in the world.

Baiquanbi wanted to save Mo Yiji.

But Pang Xiaozhang turned around and looked at himself calmly.

At this glance, Bai Quanbi seemed to see himself becoming a corpse, and he was almost frightened to death.

There was a voice roaring in his subconscious.

Don't mess with him.

Don't mess with him.

Don't mess with him.

Bai Quanbi wanted to take action, but couldn't overcome the fear in his heart.



"Spare, spare, spare my life... I was wrong. I will return the resources to you, and I will definitely return them to you."

"We are brothers in the same discipline, you can't be so cruel."

Mo Yiji rolled on the ground.

He looked at Pang Xiaozhang pleadingly, begging for mercy.

In the distance, everyone was silent, not even daring to breathe.

"When you attacked me just now and wanted to kill me, you didn't think that we were brothers in the same sect, right?"

"Spare your life?"

"I spared your life, but you never thought of sparing mine."

Zhao Chu sneered.

Pang Xiaozhang is too lazy to argue with these people because he has a generous attitude and is arrogant and disdainful.

But I, Zhao Chu, am determined to avenge myself, and my revenge will not last overnight.

If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be killed by me.


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