Just now, in front of the thirteen Foundation Establishment Stage monks, the female monk who was originally in the perfect state of the Pill Formation Stage suffered a series of rapid falls. At the last moment, she was struck to death by a thunderbolt...
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Li Qingtong never expected such a result.
The young master also breathed a long sigh of relief, and the eleven female cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage who were still alive were relieved at the same time.
The remains of the female cultivator were in front of Li Qingtong.
That bolt of thunder arrived too quickly, and the timing was extremely clever.
The most important thing is that the thunder is so powerful!
A living life turned into half ashes in front of Li Qingtong.
His soul was in disarray, and he could no longer die.
The blood-colored demonic sword was also shattered and burned in a thunder, leaving no trace in the world.
The moment the bloody murderous knife dissipated, Li Qingtong felt a very refreshing breath entering his body.
It’s the power of luck!
But what followed was greedy sucking on the surroundings. Unfortunately, this method did not bring new gains.
Ninety-nine percent of the original essence power on that vicious sword was withdrawn by heaven and earth.
How can humans fight against the heaven and earth that have become spirits?
The next moment, Li Qingtong thought, and lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
They are all the power inspired by the second-level five-thunder thunder technique.
None of these lightning strikes wasted on the young master and maid.
This made the evil monk, who had holes all over his body pierced by sharp fangs and thorns, scream again and again.
"Fellow Taoist, please stop for now! How about we discuss it carefully?" When there was no power around them that far exceeded theirs, the young master regained his confidence.
Who knew that Li Qingtong would not even reply to such a discussion.
Wind blades cut on the spikes growing out of the ropes.
The dignified second-level magic method hit those spikes, but it only left a white spot!
On the contrary, Li Qingtong himself vibrated slightly due to being hit by those spikes, leaving deeper and wider wounds on Li Qingtong's body.
But the strange thing is that at this moment, the wounds on Li Qingtong's body did not shed a drop of blood at all.
Not only that, even those wounds, as long as there are no sharp thorns piercing the flesh, will be visible to the naked eye.
After all, what binds the thirteen foundation-building monks is a genuine third-level treasure.
The only weird thing is... even though the owner of the weapon is dead, this baby is still showing its power.
Li Qingtong saw that he could not untie the rope in a short time, so he directly continued his attack on the group of evil monks.
With just a thought, the talisman that has been engraved in the sea of talismans spontaneously absorbs Li Qingtong's true magic power as an introduction, and then gathers the spiritual power between heaven and earth to create a spell that is several times more powerful than the standard!
Those evil monks simply don't have Li Qingtong's methods.
They can only be beaten passively.
"Brother! Dear brother! Spare my little brother's life, right? I have treasures on my body, and an astonishing number of spiritual stones..." As the names of the heavenly and earthly treasures were spoken one by one, the young master was already in a state of complete decline.
The road goes further and further.
Thirteen foundation-building monks were tied up with third-level ropes. They did not have Li Qingtong's huge accumulation and coquettish means.
Under the suppression of this strange object, the twelve people except Li Qingtong really couldn't show any of their abilities.
Even if the female cultivator wanted to show off some talents and skills, she would get half the result with half the effort because of her current shameful posture.
"I am willing to be restrained by fellow Taoists!" Seeing Li Qingtong keep hitting him one after another, the young master finally compromised.
The reincarnated Buddhist power...what a damn fate!
The young master had to curse angrily to vent his anger.
However, thinking that this existence was most likely an old monster even more powerful than his father in his previous life, the young master felt a little more comforted.
It is not a shame to work as a thug for a supremely powerful person.
After saying these words, not only the young master of the evil cultivator gave up all resistance, but also the female cultivator who was left with injuries all over her body also stopped persisting.
Everyone looked at Li Qingtong with peach blossom eyes, wishing they could put him into their arms... the kind that would never let him go.
Li Qingtong's special true energy turned into balls of light intertwined with black, white and gray and penetrated into the sea of consciousness of these foundation-building monks.
Li Qingtong did not look at the final result. Even if these monks resisted one by one, they could not become loyal subordinates in the end. The backlash was enough to destroy the souls of these foundation-building monks!
He felt the same feeling as when the Hunyuan Creation Spirit Cauldron was in his body, and all the emerging and dissipating spells suddenly merged towards the center.
A shadow whose shape could not be seen flashed away.
The ropes that bound Li Qingtong and thirteen others suddenly turned into countless fragments.
Shocking attack power appeared on a small Foundation Establishment Stage monk.
"I've met my lord!" After the young master of the evil cultivator had gone through the initial adaptation, he had completely stood in his role.
"I've seen the Lord!" The eleven late-stage foundation-building female monks of Yingying Yanyan arranged their appearance in a panic.
Not to mention how embarrassed he looked, covered in blood.
"Go back to Anyang City!" Li Qingtong ordered as he processed some of the various cultivation resources around him.
He himself used the body transformation method in the Xuanyuan Sutra and turned into one of the dead monks in the late foundation building period.
"Follow your orders!" Under Li Qingtong's instructions, more than three hundred storage bags on the ground were refined by the twelve monks.
Li Qingtong felt the meaning in his heart, and he was very confident and bold in using these late-stage foundation-building monks.
Although his body was separated from the Hunyuan Creation Spirit Cauldron, Li Qingtong still felt the blessing of this familiar power on his body when he signed the contract with these late-stage foundation-building monks.
With the suppression by the provider of the Hunyuan Creation Spirit Cauldron, the new batch of subordinates will have stronger loyalty.
There is no possibility of betrayal!
Then this group of troops with heavy casualties flew towards the path they came from.
It was at this time that Li Qingtong had free time to start paying attention to his sea of consciousness.
The female cultivator held a huge token and fatally attacked Li Qingtong. Unexpectedly, the moment the token came into contact with Li Qingtong's scalp, she sensed an aura that matched it perfectly.
So the token disappeared instantly.
Right at the Upper Dantian, which is the most important place for practitioners, a huge token stretches across the sky.
Light and shadow flicker on the surface of this token.
Li Qingtong took a look and had some doubts in his mind.