Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

Pure power can crush everything!

Wang Chen's palm condensed 90% of his own strength, and integrated the power of the outer alchemy, completely reaching the peak level of the Zifu.

This cultivator was only on the sixth floor of the Purple Mansion. He was first stabbed in the eye by the sword pill, and then slapped firmly by Wang Chen's Tianlong Vajra Palm. How could he bear it!

His chest was sunken and his back protruded, he had broken an unknown number of ribs, and his internal organs were instantly traumatized.

At the same time that he was knocked out, blood gushed from the monk's mouth.

Mixed with countless pieces of internal organs!

Injured to such an extent, it is basically declared abolished, and even if it survives by chance, it will not have the slightest combat power.

Wang Chen severely wounded his opponent with his right palm, immediately raised his left hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Shock!"

A breath as vast as the sea gushed out of his body, and instantly swept away in all directions.

Shroud the other five monks around at the same time!

The five Zifu were all shocked, and they all showed expressions of disbelief.

"Golden Dan!"

One of them let out a piercing howl.

The terrifying force that has just been applied to them contains a strong aura of golden core, forming an absolute suppression and deterrence to them at the realm level.

These monks thought that Wang Chen was the Jindan real person, and they were all heartbroken.

The fighting spirit and fighting spirit were greatly weakened.

Of course, Wang Chen is not a Jindan cultivation base, the invisible coercion he just displayed is actually the result of stimulating the power of the outer alchemy.

There is still a big difference with the real Jindan Daoist.

It's just that these monks were disrupted by Wang Chen from the very beginning, a companion was severely injured, and they subconsciously felt great fear of Wang Chen.

It was this instinctive fear that made them lose the courage to continue fighting.

These monks were really not a mob. They were brave and brave in their personalities who dared to venture deep into the Manglong Mountains. However, under the threat of death, the instinct of survival immediately gained the upper hand.

Several monks flew back in unison, some sacrificed spiritual weapons for self-defense, and some inspired escape talismans.

Everyone just wants to save their own lives.

"Confinement!"

But at the next moment, a huge fox tail swept across the audience, intercepted the monks who were trying to escape, and tightly restricted their movements.

Qingyingying's aura covers all directions!

"Qingqiu Fox Demon!"

A monk was dumbfounded and trembling on the spot.

What kind of existence did they mess with?

boom!

As soon as the monk finished speaking, a flying sword struck through the air like lightning and circled him twice.

The light flashed, and four or five bloody corpses fell to the ground!

At the same time, another monk next to him looked down at his chest, only to see a snow-white sharp claw pierced his body and heart from the back, and then protruded from the front chest.

His life was lost in an instant!

And this tragic and bloody killing has not yet come to an end.

boom!

The roof was lifted off, and countless gravel tiles were scattered in all directions.

A monk with a face full of fear had just soared into the air, but was cut off in the middle by a flying sword, and fell back into the ruins screaming.

He didn't die on the spot, trying to crawl away from this hell of death.

As a result, the corpse of a companion whose heart had been hollowed out whizzed towards him and hit him heavily.

Smashed his last breath!

The deserted village suddenly regained its tranquility, and all the hustle and bustle was gone away.

At this time, even the moon hanging in the night sky quietly hid deep in the clouds.

Wang Chen summoned Longyuan Sword and put it back into his body.

After days and nights of sacrificial training and nurturing, this natal magic weapon is gradually revealing its unparalleled sharpness!

After retracting the flying sword, he turned his gaze to Hu Jiao.

This Qingqiu fox demon was wiping his hands with a silk handkerchief, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Aware of Wang Chen's gaze, it quickly put away the handkerchief, looked left and right and said, "Brother Wang, this place is no longer suitable for resting, let's change to another place."

"I know a place that's nice and hidden."

Wang Chen nodded: "Okay."

But he didn't follow Hu Jiao and left immediately, but cleaned the battlefield as quickly as possible.

Among the seven Zifu monks, Wang Chen beheaded four of them and gained nearly 3,000 points of heavenly power.

Although they are all casual cultivators, their equipment is not bad. Everyone is carrying a high-end storage bag, and there are twenty or thirty spiritual weapons on their bodies!

Wang Chen has been so poor recently, how could he let go of this windfall!

The other party wanted to rob him, but now he is robbing him instead. This is called the cycle of natural retribution, which is not good!

After collecting the loot, Wang Chen used the black fire and flying crows to burn all the corpses to ashes, and then played dozens of talismans of death and heavenly secrets in one breath.

"Walk!"

Under the guidance of Hu Jiao, a man and a demon left the barren village and sneaked for a hundred miles, and finally came to a cave.

"There used to be a big stupid bear living here."

Hu Jiao explained: "I was driven away later, the place is okay, but a bit dirty."

It waved its palm and slapped the front of its nose: "It still smells bad!"

Looks disgusting.

Wang Chen thinks this cave is quite good, the entrance of the cave is narrow and very hidden, and there is a world inside.

It's just that, as Hu Jiao said, the smell in the cave is not very good.

But how could Wang Chen care about this, and he didn't have any obsession with cleanliness, so he immediately chose a dry and clean place to set up the bonfire again, and took out a few sticks of fragrant wood and threw it into it.

This fragrant wood smells fragrant, and the fragrance produced by burning quickly diffuses to every corner of the cave.

It feels like this cave has become warm and comfortable!

"You humans really know how to enjoy!"

Hu Jiao took the futon from Wang Chen, sat down in front of the bonfire, and sighed, "It's not like our monster clan..."

It shook its head and did not continue.

The fox tribe is very clean and particular among the monster tribe, and it is far from comparable to the human tribe in this respect.

In fact, most of the monster races have not yet broken away from the habits of monsters.

Wang Chen smiled, and put the storage bags seized earlier together with the messy spiritual artifacts on the ground: "Half for each person, you pick first."

Hu Jiao was stunned: "I have it too?"

"certainly."

Wang Chen said without hesitation: "You contribute, of course you have to share the spoils, that's only fair."

Hu Jiao stared at him blankly: "My mother said, you humans are the most greedy..."

It has a good impression of Wang Chen, and it doesn't care about these extraneous things, so it never thought of taking a share.

To avoid falling out with Wang Chen over the distribution of spoils.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chen actually brought it up on his own initiative.

"Give it all to you."

This Qingqiu fox clan shook his head vigorously: "I don't want it!"

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