When the enemies came to the house, Du Wuyou shouted angrily: "The traitor goes too far!" and attacked Yang Jiong.
After all, he was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and could not escape in public. The five Golden Core cultivators received his signal, shouted in unison, and then joined the battle group with their flying swords.
Du Wuyou could reach the lowest level of four body trainings at most, and did not dare to take the spiritual weapon by force. He dodged the flying sword, exchanged a move with Yang Jiong, and then flew in the direction of Zhao Weiwei, intending to capture Zhao Weiwei and let Yang Jiong throw the rat weapon.
.Yang Jionghun didn't pay attention to the flying sword of the golden elixir monk, and wrapped around Du Wuyou, forcing him back with a sword.
In the melee, another hoe flew out and swept through the Jindan monks. Like the autumn wind sweeping down fallen leaves, after a jingling sound, several flying swords were knocked to the ground. Two flying swords were hoeed by the spirit.
After cutting off, the sword owner Zifu was more or less slightly injured.
Could it be that these two people were farmers who dug the ground, otherwise how could they use hoes to make treasures? The group of foundation-building monks who stood in the distance and watched were dumbfounded. This was the first time they saw monks using hoes to make treasures.
In the three realms of Golden elixir, foundation building, and Qi training, the combat power can follow the principle of one versus three at a large level and one versus two at a small level. But at the level of Nascent Soul, the strength of combat power and the outcome of victory or defeat can no longer be determined by this principle.
Principle assessment. Yang Jiong’s physical training is powerful, and his spiritual weapon is unparalleled. In addition to exhausting his magic power and spiritual thoughts, beating the Golden Pill monk is like chopping melons and vegetables. There is no problem of a dozen.
The more Du Wuyou fought, the more frightened he became, and he gradually wanted to run away. The person in front of him had profound magic power, slightly better than him by two points. His best magic weapon had been destroyed, and the top-grade flying sword was no match for the spiritual weapon. The people behind him looked as stupid as quails, and they were helpless.
Yi Ke gave him a helping hand. He activated his magic power and attacked with all his strength for a few moves, then suddenly jumped into the sky.
The blue light protective array opened and closed in his mind, and Yang Jiong followed him like a shadow, but he was a step slower and was bounced back by the blue light. By the time he broke through the blue light and chased him out, Du Wuyou's figure had turned into a small black dot on the horizon.
Du Wuyou escaped, and Yang Jiong and the others naturally would not take it out on the servants of the hall master's house. Zhao Weiwei said bitterly: "Even if he ran fast this time, he will definitely not be treated lightly next time."
"Well, next time I will hold him with my own hands and make him kneel in front of you and admit his mistake."
Yang Jiong can beat Yuan Ying in the late stage without using a spiritual weapon. After using the spiritual weapon, Yuan Ying in the late stage can only be beaten. Of course, he has not used the ultimate killing move Soul Suppressing Seal. Once this seal is used, Yuan Ying will be beaten.
The Ying monks were either dead or maimed. After this battle, Yang Jiong had a good idea of his own fighting power, and there were few Nascent Soul monks who could match him.
The two of them were in a good mood and continued flying towards Zemantang. If they could not find the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Subduing Fruit within half a year, they would leave Xishang.
Ten days passed, and there was no movement in Wuyou Hall. Several law enforcement officers and Du Wuyou's family members tried to open the blue light protection array to check. The blue light expansion array opened in response, which was beyond everyone's expectation.
According to common sense, the winner will reset the hub of the defense formation and not give outsiders the opportunity to open the defense formation. If Yang Jiong defeats Du Wuyou, he will become the new leader of Wuyou Hall, and Wuyou Hall will also be renamed. Yang Jiong defeats
Du Wuyou was nowhere to be seen, obviously he had no intention of occupying Wuyou Hall.
They contacted Du Wuyou, and Hall Master Du quietly returned to Wuyou Hall. When he saw that the hall was empty and everything was the same, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was puzzled, and he really didn't understand what Yang Jiong and the others meant.
He calms the people
People, but found that Sun Hui was not among the crowd. A little golden elixir monk actually dared to work as a yin and yang and did not report to the hall master's house. He was beaten away by Yang Jiong, and he kept holding back a bad breath. He lost face greatly.
This time I just took it out on Sun Hui.
He sent a letter to Sun Hui, but there was no reply for a long time. After asking everyone, he found out that Sun Hui had lost contact and had not been seen for ten days.
Du Wuyou couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on, so he snorted and entered the inner room. The rest of the people trembled and quickly took their places, and the Hall Master's Mansion began to operate.
Putting Du Wuyou aside, in a dense forest thousands of miles away from Wuyou City, Sun Hui looked at the approaching woman with despair in his eyes. He was a man of golden elixir cultivation, but his aura was weak at this time, and his cultivation level was only foundation building.
Level. The woman's face is like a peach blossom, and her red lips are still stained with a few drops of blood.
Sun Hui weakly shouted: "Grandma Xiaoxue, please spare my life. I am blind and offended my aunt. As long as you keep my life, I will work for you in the future."
The woman licked her red lips with her tongue and said: "I am about to break through the realm and stay away from Wuyou City. It's you who came to the door on your own. Who can blame me? I have been practicing bewitching skills for more than two hundred years, and I never thought that I could seduce the golden elixir monk. Try it.
It’s past my taste, doesn’t it taste good?”
Her eyes were full of charm, and ordinary men would be afraid that they would lose two of their three souls when they saw her. But at this time, in Sun Hui's eyes, this seductive beauty was like an evil ghost, which frightened him.
Sun Hui struggled to fly into the air, but was slapped to the ground by the woman's wave. The woman smiled sweetly and said: "I will be promoted to Jindan soon, and it depends entirely on the support of your essence. How can I be willing to let you leave."
The soul of Sun Hui emerged and cried: "Senior, please have mercy. I don't have enough energy to let you advance. Please let me go."
The woman said: "It is too slow to obtain your essence through friendship, and it is not faster than direct absorption. If you are not dead before I advance to the golden elixir, I will let you go." She grabbed Sun Hui, opened her mouth and bit it.
On his neck, he began to drink blood.
As long as a cultivator has magic power and enough essence and blood, there will be an endless supply of blood, and blood can be regenerated instantly. But this woman uses a special technique when sucking blood. The magic power and spiritual thoughts in Sun Hui's body transform the original essence into the woman's body.
As time passed, his cultivation quickly fell to the stage of Qi training. His originally plump skin began to appear wrinkles, and his eyes became cloudy and dull.
During the Qi training period, his lifespan was only two hundred years. Sun Hui's realm had declined, and his lifespan had exceeded two hundred, and he was on the verge of life and death in an instant. When he was dying, he knew that he had no chance of survival, so he struggled and said: "Zhang Chuxue, you are hiding so deeply.
Ah! I regret it so much! Why did I come to provoke you for nothing... Zhang Zhenkun actually has a technique passed down..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and his breath gradually disappeared.
The woman's aura rose higher and higher, and suddenly her body was radiant with brilliance, and countless vitality from heaven and earth penetrated into her body. There was no thunder tribulation, nor inner demon tribulation, a golden elixir flew out of her Zifu, spinning in the air
A circle, and then it went back into the head. The skills passed down by Zhang Zhenkun are indeed magical, and one can advance successfully without going through a tribulation.
The woman flashed and changed into a lavender dress. She glanced at the mummy-like Sun Hui and said secretly: "I secretly absorbed dozens of foundation-building monks, and only three golden elixir monks advanced to the early stage of the golden elixir.
Practicing this skill will harm Tianhe. No wonder the ancestors of Zhenkun died under the sword of the divine envoy. If I want to advance to Yuanying, I am afraid that I will need the essence of more than ten Yuanying monks.
Yes, you must be careful and cautious in the future."
She summoned Sun Hui's Qiankun Bag, and a spiritual thought pierced Sun Hui to wake him up. Sun Hui's breath was weak, and he opened his mouth to beg for mercy. The woman glanced at him, and with a rush of spiritual thought, he shook his Zifu into a ball of paste, and then popped out
A flame turned Sun Hui into a ball of ashes.
After straightening her clothes, she suddenly shouted at a certain spot: "Have you not seen enough after looking at it for so long?"
"Zhang Chuxue, you are here to kill people and seize treasures. I just said that I didn't find a prodigal like you in Wuyou City." A young man shook his sleeves and walked out from behind a tree.
He laughed and said: "I didn't expect it! You can practice cultivation with this shabby shoe, and you can actually kill the qi-training monks." He was attracted by the fluctuation of the vitality of heaven and earth, and when he rushed here, he happened to see Sun Hui being killed. He stood
The place is far away from Zhang Chuxue, enough to escape when danger comes.
Zhang Chuxue restrained all the aura and pressure, looked at the man with a smile and said: "I tried my best to kill this Qi training monk. You are a great monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. Why are you so far away from me? Are you still afraid of me?"
There is always a lingering feeling of fear in the man's heart. A cultivator has a different perception of danger than ordinary people. He was unsure about the depth of Zhang Chuxue, so instead of advancing, he retreated and flew into the distance.
Zhang Chuxue suddenly exclaimed, with a hint of Qi-training aura on his body. With a flash of his hand, countless first-grade and second-grade spiritual fruits and herbs appeared. The first-grade delicacies had an alluring aura. The foundation-building man paused and stopped abruptly.
Stopped.
Zhang Chuxue hurriedly put away the spirit fruit and ran away in panic. She was graceful and enchanting, and her escape was so tempting. The foundation-building man no longer had any doubts, so he cursed "little goblin" and quickly rushed to Zhang Chuxue.
Chuxue chased after him. In a few seconds, he stood in front of Zhang Chuxue and reached out to grab Zhang Chuxue.
Zhang Chuxue couldn't hold back her momentum, and rushed into the man's arms with a charming sound. The man grabbed the Qiankun bag around Zhang Chuxue's waist, and before he could check it, a pair of jade wrists had already wrapped around his neck.
Zhang Chuxue is as beautiful as a flower. After she has mastered the art of charming, she is as charming as ever with every glance and smile. She is a rare beauty. The man who built the foundation got both people and wealth, and secretly said with joy: "It doesn't matter, I will destroy her body and wipe out all traces after tasting her.
You will be laughed at by your colleagues."
He rushed out with magic power, but failed to shatter Zhang Chuxue's clothes several times, and he was a little surprised. Zhang Chuxue's red lips came close to his lips. Lilac's tongue lightly tapped his gums, and then got in.
While the man was confused, a cold look flashed in Zhang Chuxue's eyes: "Slightly better or worse. Maybe sucking his essence can consolidate my early stage state."
After she was promoted to the Golden Elixir, the skills she practiced became even more powerful. Within a few breaths, the man became as thin as skin and bones.
The foundation-building man's cultivation level plummeted, his eyes widened, and he tried to break away from Zhang Chuxue's hands with fear and weakness. Zhang Chuxue accelerated his exercise, and the man suddenly fell to the ground like a piece of painted skin. Zhang Chuxue licked the red with unfinished meaning.
Lips, a small spark pops up.
"Alas! If you want to stabilize the golden elixir realm, I'm afraid you have to absorb the essence of a golden elixir monk. I wonder if ancestor Zhenkun is like me?" Zhang Chuxue looked around and gradually disappeared into the jungle.