Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

With one blow, with just one blow, the three Foundation Establishment peak cultivators were beaten half to death.

Where can ordinary Jindan early-stage monks do it?

The appearance of a Golden Core cultivator out of thin air has already caused turmoil in the hearts of the twelve Golden Core cultivators present. At this moment, they saw that they were not ordinary Golden Core cultivators, and their hearts were shocked.

"Ye Zhengtu, will your Ye family pay?" Li Daochong said in a loud voice suspended in the air, the sound wave was like a tide, and every time he uttered a word, there was a wave of sound roaring.

Those monks who stood far away could not avoid the attack of the sound wave, and retreated again and again.

Ye Zhengtu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the golden core in his body cracked a gap. If he was hit again, he might suffer from an unrecoverable hidden disease.

Because of the closest distance, everyone in the Ye family was stumbling around, and were shocked by Li Daochong's sound waves, and few of them could stand.

"You dare to touch my Ye family?" Ye Zhengtu held his breath.

"Why don't you dare." The sonic attack of Li Daochong's reply was even sharper.

puff!

Most of the monks of the Ye family spat out a mouthful of blood, and all suffered internal injuries.

The corners of the eyes of the twelve Golden Core cultivators twitched, just by this hand, it showed that Mr. Li had profound spiritual power.

Just using sound waves can make so many monks helpless.

Ye Zhengtu's face was pale and bloodless, he clutched his chest and couldn't say a word.

Li Dao rushed straight for a mental attack, Ye Zhengtu's head buzzed, a feeling of dying made the soles of his feet feel cold.

The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more afraid of death.

Ye Zhengtu couldn't stand upright and knelt down on his knees with a thud, his headache was about to split, he couldn't hold it any longer, and he didn't care about face, "Ye family, pay me."

After uttering three words with difficulty, the oppression in Ye Zhengtu's sea of ​​consciousness disappeared instantly.

"I'll give you three hours. If you don't see ten million spirit stones within three hours, I will abolish the cultivation bases of all the monks of your Ye family." Li Daochong said coldly.

Afterwards, Li Dao slowly fell into the battlefield, glanced at the surrounding monks, and said, "The An family still has a place to play, let me do it."

Hearing this, An Mo Nian couldn't believe his ears, and everyone in the An family looked happy.

An Xinuo and An Dingbang smiled at each other.

The old man surnamed Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

What Li Daochong was waiting for was that the few stronger Golden Core cultivators were exhausted, and the remaining Golden Core cultivators could be wiped out with a wave of their hands.

Although Zhou Rong is strong, Li Daochong saw it clearly when she fought Bai Yiyi, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Sorry for keeping the fairy waiting for so long." Li Dao rushed to the ground and bowed slightly.

Zhou Rong was taken aback by such politeness.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Li has achieved the golden core at such a young age, the little girl admires it." Zhou Rong's eyes fluttered and she nodded slightly.

These two people talked to each other, but it was unique, there was no look that they were about to fight, it was more like self-introduction when young men and women met for the first time.

Many monks with good eyesight even saw a faint blush on Zhou Rong's face.

In fact, not only Zhou Rong, but also the surrounding female monks all had bright eyes.

Being able to step into the Golden Core realm at such a young age is definitely considered rich and handsome among cultivators.

Any female cultivator will be moved when she sees it, and she can't wait to keep it for herself. Where can I find such a weekend partner.

rare breed.

Most of the monks who have achieved Golden Core are in their forties or fifty at least, accounting for 60%.

It is already quite remarkable for someone who is more powerful in his thirties to achieve a golden core.

Like this young man who seems to be questioning whether he is even twenty years old, he is already a Jindan cultivator.

The entire Federation is rare.

It is rare among the three major cultivation empires.

So young and promising, which woman would not be tempted?

If a mortal woman reads it, the cultivator has his own spiritual energy, which has a natural attraction to mortal bodies. The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the attraction.

It is already difficult for mortals to resist the aura of the foundation cultivator, let alone the golden core.

But whether it is a mortal woman or a man,

Cultivators probably don't like it, because there is turbid air in the body of ordinary people. If there is intimate contact, it will absorb part of the spiritual energy in the monk's body, hindering cultivation.

Therefore, when a cultivator is looking for a partner, he will not choose a mortal. It is another matter to practice magic skills and the like.

"Fairy's Bianhua flowers are impressive. I've wasted a lot of time. Fairy, please." Li Daochong said immediately.

"Mr. Li, that little girl will be offended." Zhou Rong didn't mean to be courteous, and the falling petals rose up with the wind after speaking.

In an instant, the space within ten meters was filled with petal darts.

"Fairy, this trick of yours is useless to me, just use your unique trick." Li Daochong reminded.

"If you don't try it, how do you know it's useless?" Zhou Rong obviously didn't believe what Li Daochong said.

Li Daochong shrugged, showing a casual expression.

The number of floating petals that Zhou Rong used at this time was more than double the number when she spoke to Bai Yiyi before.

Li Daochong's Cang Mo was heavily scarred and naturally he couldn't use it, otherwise he would break the floating flower formation with a single stab.

But even without Cang Mo, Li Daochong still has a way to break through.

Although the straw hat monk's warrior is only a low-grade weapon of the sky rank, it cannot withstand the use of Li Dao Chong twice or three times, but it is enough to be used as a one-time weapon.

Li Daochong stretched out the samurai sword and flew into his hand.

There was a serious look on Zhou Rong's exquisite face, she couldn't see through this Mr. Li at all, and had no idea of ​​his strength at all.

Zhou Rong's eyes froze, and the spiritual energy in her whole body shrank suddenly, and then with a wave of her slender hand, thousands of floating petals flew out.

Li Dao Chong swung his knife.

The fifth level of "Nine Split Knife Jue" is Star Splitting.

In the golden elixir period, Li Daochong condensed the golden elixir, and the spiritual energy in his body was as majestic as a rolling river. When the skills such as "Nine Cracked Knife Jue" were used, they could already go beyond the general category and go one step further.

Before Jindan, Li Daochong could only focus on one line when playing "Nine Cracked Knife Jue", and just exert his strength to the extreme.

After Jindan, "Nine Cracked Knife Jue" once again jumped to the rank.

In addition to the laceration effect, Li Daochong's comprehension of the saber art has added another layer of comprehension, one knife can be released or retracted.

Let the goddess scatter flowers.

The harvest can cut mountains and rivers with a single knife.

Star Splitting Slash, previously he could only shoot a star-cracking knife light with one knife.

At this moment, this knife is still a single knife, but it cuts out thousands of brilliance, and each starlight knife slashes a petal.

One knife is not much, one knife is not less.

Thousands of falling petal darts were chopped off.

Zhou Rong hurried back more than ten steps, the blood in her body was churning, her throat was sweet, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but she swallowed it back.

Li Daochong did not move where he was, but the samurai sword in his hand shattered into more than ten pieces, and there was not a trace of fajin fluctuations left, and it turned into ordinary iron.

Li Daochong threw away the useless samurai sword with his hands.

The monks watching from a distance, seeing this scene, all gasped, what kind of sword technique is this.

That knife brought up thousands of brilliance, like dots of stars on the night, it cut off Zhou Rong's famous stunt, the floating flower array, leaving no one left.

The horror of this knife technique is not in its power, but in its accuracy and attack range.

In other words, no matter how many of you there are, I can kill them all with one blow.

The power directly catches up with the supernatural powers, but it is not supernatural powers at all, it is just a saber technique.

Da da da……

The petal darts fell to the frozen ground one after another, making a burst of noise.

Zhou Rong's heart ached unceasingly. These petal darts were refined by her spending more than ten years collecting dozens of golden materials.

Each piece is worth a lot, but now they are all reimbursed.

Even a Golden Core cultivator like Zhou Rong can't bear such a waste, and it will take a long time to gather so many more.

"Fairy, I told you not to use it, but you didn't listen." Li Daochong shook his head.

The Qi and blood in Zhou Rong's body hadn't completely stabilized, and she couldn't speak at all at the moment, only looking at Li Daochong with a hint of anger in her eyes.

This guy is really strong, Zhou Rong sighed in her heart and had to admit the reality.

Zhou Rong has fought countless battles over the years, some against ghosts and monks, but she has never seen her opponent so clearly like today.

Zhou Rong didn't feel this way when facing the red shadow ghost.

An inexplicable intuition slowly grew in Zhou Rong's heart, and Bi'anhua couldn't deal with him.

At this moment, the casual cultivators in the distance screamed for some reason, and a huge black door rose from the ground, shaking more than ten cultivators away.

The black door opened, and a minotaur monster walked out of the black door. It was more than six meters high, holding a huge mace in its hand.

As soon as the Minotaur came out, it attacked the monks in front of it like crazy, and with a stick, several monks were smashed into meat paste.

With just two or three swings of the mace, most of the monks on the loose cultivator side were wiped out, and only four golden core monks avoided.

When Wang Qianxi saw the Minotaur, he turned around and ran away without any hesitation. He was the first to run away.

Wang Qianxi recognized at a glance that the Minotaur walking out of the black gate was a general-level ghost in the underworld, and the Jindan cultivator was no match. His strength was comparable to that of a Jindan peak cultivator, and his physical defense could resist several attacks from the early Nascent Soul cultivator.

This is one of the heavy ground tanks in the underworld. Wang Qianxi has been to the ghost planet, and the bull head is the nightmare of the Jindan monks on the ghost planet.

Wang Qianxi was almost a conditioned reflex, and was already several miles away in an instant.

Just when Wang Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had escaped a catastrophe, a round of ghost fire came.

Wang Qianxi was terrified and resisted desperately, but the tricks he used were annihilated in an instant, engulfed by the underworld fire in an instant, turned into black dust, and disappeared.

The fire of the underworld was ejected from the mouth of the bull's head.

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