I Am Xianfan

Bing Ying, the master of the demon kingdom, and the seventy or eighty demon ancestors, were beaten by Su Chen's sword from the sky without any temper. They could only honestly follow the monks such as Bai Bu and come to the Yingzhou holy mountain to worship the Lord.

But I saw that on the top of Yingzhou Sacred Mountain, Su Chen wore a simple blue shirt and hunted in the wind, sitting cross-legged on a boulder alone.

His handsome face, with a little coldness and indifference, is facing the rising sun, and the golden brilliance of the holy **** blooms all over his body.

Su Chen seemed to be thinking about something.

He no longer constrained his cultivation base and aura, the powerful pressure almost enveloped the entire Yingzhou sacred mountain, and the semi-sacred aura made countless low-level demon cultivators tremble.

The saints are unparalleled in the world!

Sweeping in the sky, leaving the world and being independent!

Although it hasn't turned the gods to ascend, it already has the posture of flying through the air.

The countless low-level demon cultivators and beasts from the thousands of tribes on the sacred mountain of Yingzhou have already gathered on the mountainside, squatting on the ground in pieces, and worshipping the holy sacred enthusiastically.

They screamed excitedly, patted their chests, expressing their loyalty, willing to go through fire and water for the Lord, and dedicate everything they have.

The ancestors of the Demon Kingdom and the Demon Court of the East Sea, seeing Su Sheng's demeanor, were all dumbfounded for a while, and couldn't recover for a while.

Only the ancestors of Su Mansion were used to it a long time ago.

Demon Emperor Jiao Ao's expression is the most complicated. It has fought with the Spirit Island Alliance of the Human Race for a long time, never thinking that this humble enemy has become so powerful.

Instead, its life was rescued by the human sage.

"Little demon Bingfei, meet Master Su Sheng! The little demon offended you for failing to recognize Master Su Sheng in time!"

Bing Xie led the demon ancestors to the top of the mountain, and he dared not leave any more than a thousand feet away from Su Chen. After recovering, he hurriedly bowed his head and bowed.

Su Chen glanced at it and said indifferently: "I just took the words of the deity to the ears, why are you convinced now?"

Bing's heart is bitter and he dare not argue.

It is not that it does not put the Lord in its eyes.

The problem is that there are only three parts of the anointing for the gods, and it is impossible for any part to fall into Su Chen's hands. It was thinking about it, and of course it didn't believe that Su Chen was sanctified.

However, I never expected that Su Chen really had a god-changing anoint in his hands, and he was successfully sanctified!

"Offending the Lord, what about sin?!"

Su Chen said.

Bing Yin's heart suddenly became cold, and it seemed that Lord Su Sheng still didn't intend to let his offense offense!

You can't fight, you can't escape.

Nothing!

It's looking for death on its own, and it can't blame others.

It can only adjudge itself to apologize.

"Offending the Lord is a capital crime. The Lord wants me to die, and I can't help but die!"

Bing Xi closed his eyes, raised his claws, and wanted to kill himself with a palm.

"Wait! Lord Master is merciful."

There was a scream from afar.

But I saw that it was another two huge warships flying in from a distance.

On these two magnificent ships, the giant battle flags of "Tong Tian Dynasty" and "Heaven Alliance" were hung respectively.

It was Shang Chengtian, the leader of the Heavenly Dao, and Ji Yun, the newly enthroned emperor of the Tongtian dynasty. He led hundreds of ancestors of Yuan Ying and thousands of Jindan monks.

They came to the East China Sea Cultivation Realm in order to find the whereabouts of Su Chen and Huashen Lingao.

They didn't think about it. They had just arrived, but they had already received the news that Su Chen had become a half-sage. The demon kingdom master Bing Fei ran into Su Ban-sheng's hand unluckily.

Among the ancestors of the two giant ships, there are some familiar ancestors such as Kong Ling, Wei Ji, Zhou Qing, Wei Zhennan, and Wei Shi's three masters.

"Master Saint, Bing Hao offends Master Saint's majesty, of course he deserves to die. But Master Saint is the lord of a realm, regardless of human race or monster race, they are all your people. Master Saint is kind, please forgive it. One or two!"

Shang Chengtian flew to the sacred mountain of Yingzhou, and rushed to see the Lord.

"Master Saint is kind, please also Rao Bing's life!"

The ancestors wondered why Shang Chengtian wanted to intercede for Bingxuan. But some shrewd ancestors suddenly woke up and pleaded for Bing Xi.

In fact, whether Shang Chengtian or they are, they are not purely trying to save Bingfei.

Semi-Holy is an invincible existence in this realm, which has completely destroyed the order and balance of this realm, and can determine life and death in a word.

Since Su Bansheng could determine Bingying's life and death in one word, he could also determine their life and death in one word.

Even Bing Hao, the three great power giants in Beiming Mainland, offended him, saying that he would give death to death. The other ancestors might be extremely worried and anxious.

They asked Su Sheng's men to be merciful and spare Bingfei, and try not to kill.

This is also for themselves, after all, no one knows how long it will take Su Bansheng to fly away. If I keep staying, I don't know how many ancestors will die at Su Bansheng's hands.

"Since the ancestors interceded for you, the deity will spare your life. But there is still a punishment, and you will be fined to go back to the demon country and think behind closed doors for a hundred years. Get up!"

Su Chen glanced at it, and he knelt down a large area of ​​Human Race and Demon Ancestor ancestors, their faces indifferent.

He hadn't planned to let Bingxie dictate himself, but just gave it a severe warning, lest it be too arrogant.

Su Chen pondered for a moment, and his expression became serious, and said: "The three parts of the gods have their own masters. They are the masters of heaven, not the deity's determination.

They are all inextricably linked to the deity, so you don't need to trace it anymore. Otherwise, there will be troubles, and there will be offenses, don't blame the deity for killing without mercy! "

"Yes!"

"Follow the sacred metaphor!"

The big ancestors of the three major forces of Beiming, Shang Chengtian, Ji Yun, and Bing Yan could not help but change their expressions slightly.

Su Bansheng said these words, clearly knowing the whereabouts of the other two gods-transforming anoints. However, those two shares were obviously in the hands of people who were closely related to Su Bansheng.

They are not reconciled in their hearts, but they dare not refuse.

The other hundreds of Yuan Ying ancestors naturally also repeatedly said yes, expressing their compliance. That Hua Shen Ling Ointment had nothing to do with them, but it didn't feel too pity.

...

Su Chen dealt with these matters.

He checked his Yuan Ying and found that there were five thick causal threads on Yuan Ying's body that were severed.

The two that were cut off were Jiao Ao and Jiao Ao, and the three of Tiandao Alliance Shang Chengtian, Tongtian Emperor Ji Yun, and Yaoguo Bingyu.

The last three items left were Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu, and Zhang Xiaodi.

Su Chen faintly felt that his Nasal Infant had been "unbound" by a large margin, and he became eager to move, as if he was about to break through and set foot on the sign of the realm of Hua Shen.

Su Chen was taken aback, but also a little confused.

This cut off the five thicker threads of cause and effect.

There are three remaining uncut.

But his Nascent Soul began to agitate, is this going to break through the transformation of God?

Su Chen pressed his excitement, displayed his holy eyes, swept away towards the East China Sea, and continued to search for the whereabouts of Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu and Zhang Xiaodi.

...

He quickly saw that in the depths of the East China Sea, a savage spirit island in the territory of the monster race.

Because this island is located in the East Sea Demon Garden, no human monk dared to live here, and the entire island is covered with ancient spirit trees.

At this time, I saw a large cargo ship anchored by the island.

The cabins of the big cargo ship are almost all high-ranking huge straight spirit woods. The branches have been chopped off, leaving only a round piece of spirit wood.

"Yeah! Watching chess, cutting wood and Dingding, and Taniguchi at the cloud edge. Selling salaries and wine, laughing wildly!..."

On Lingdao, a loud singing voice sang loudly. Vigorous and loud, rough and heroic, touching!

A brawny man, naked and covered with golden light, was like a golden **** of iron tower, holding a ten-foot golden axe, swinging, and hacking towards a hemlock wood surrounded by four people.

This hemlock wood is notoriously hard as iron. The top material used to refine the wood flying sword is extremely tough.

A Tier 4 hemlock with an unusually thick arm, even if the ancestor of Yuan Ying wanted to cut it, it was extremely laborious.

A golden light flashed!

"Crack~——!"

That towering fourth-order hemlock spirit wood, the ironwood flying debris was splashed everywhere.

The three-board axe went down, and the giant tree collapsed suddenly.

The brawny man was immersed in the logging, and the golden halo of his body was constantly circulating in his body. The energetic aura was constantly transpiring, and the aura of the mid-primary infant in his body had reached an extremely exuberant peak.

"boom!"

Yuan Ying late!

Breakthrough again! It took only ten years to break through from the middle stage of Yuanying to the latter stage of Yuanying.

The Iron Tower Jinhan was extremely comfortable, could not help but let out a long roar of excitement, the sound shook hundreds of miles, and the singing voice became louder and louder.

Alongside, an old man in gray robe of late Jindan and a young monk in late Jindan were quite familiar with this, and had long been used to it.

The gray-robed old man stared at the chopped hemlock spirit tree excitedly, "Good wood, good wood! This fourth-order hemlock can sell at least one hundred thousand spiritual stones. Brother, come, carry it to the cargo ship. Go up."

"okay!"

The young monk responded with excitement, and with all his strength, he and the gray-robed old man carried the hemlock spirit wood and transported it to the big cargo ship.

The three of them were Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu and Zhang Xiaodi who Su Chen hadn't seen for many years.

Since the three of them came to the East China Sea, they ran around the East China Sea busy earning spirit stones. But Lingshi is not easy to make money, and it is not easy to make money from working and doing miscellaneous tasks. The risk of hunting sea beasts is huge.

Thinking about it, only Wu Qiao fell wood, earning Lingshi the most stable, and the small investment yielded quick results.

However, the spirit islands that can be lumbered are all islands with a master, and there is not much left after paying a large sum of lumbering money. The remaining unowned spirit islands are all on the territory of the monster race, and there are often monsters haunted, and they dare not go randomly.

Old Master Lu and Zhang Xiaodi went everywhere looking for spirit trees and asked Wu Qiao to cut them down.

Over the past few decades, they have worked so hard to accumulate some money.

Finally, they got through to Wu Qiao and set foot on the realm of Yuan Ying.

The ancestors of the human race and the ancestors of the demon race are not willing to provoke them easily.

The three of them no longer had any scruples, and directly spent millions of spirit stones to buy a large cargo ship, and searched for spirit trees above Tier 3 or 4 throughout the East China Sea.

In the East China Sea, they are just like a fish in water, so happy.

Wu Qiao doesn't need spirit stones at all, as long as there is a spirit tree for him to chop, he can stay out of sight for a month.

Old Master Lu took the spirit wood to sell, and he made a huge profit. He and Zhang Xiaodi were about to spend the spirit stones in their hands. They bought a lot of spirit pills, and their cultivation progressed rapidly. It's just that the two of them are still stuck in the late Jindan stage, lacking some chances for Nascent Soul.

However, with Wu Qiao's leaps and bounds now, it would not be too difficult to help them find Yuan Ying opportunities.

Su Chen looked at the three of them, unable to laugh or cry, but was very pleased.

Wu Qiao is too tough, and he is practicing cultivation against the sky!

There must be some big secret in him.

It's just that Su Chen can't see through.

Su Chen had never seen him, a simple and pure cultivator like Wu Qiao.

Indisputable!

No fight!

No desires, no desires, never take a pill, never practice spells!

Wu Qiao didn't even deliberately seek the avenue of cultivation.

Wu Qiao possesses the purest golden spirit, and he is also a rare super talent in the world of cultivating immortals, and he is outstanding in any power.

However, he has no intention of cultivating the battles and mundane affairs of the immortal world. He only regards logging as the supreme pleasure, and logging as the only cultivation method ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the eyes of the orthodox immortals in Zhongtu, Donghai, and Beiming, Monks like Wu Qiao obviously "do not do their jobs properly, are willing to fall, and have no future."

However, the avenue of cultivation that countless cultivators regarded as a daunting way was opened automatically for him.

In this world, the more you think, the more distracted you are. The purer it is, the more powerful it is. From refining Qi to the peak of Yuan Ying, the journey is unobstructed and unobstructed!

Only relying on his own talent for logging, he rushed to the realm of the late Yuan Ying.

It seemed that Wu Qiao's talent for cultivation of immortals could be compared with demon ancestors like Kun and Xuanwu.

Wu Qiao's strength was enough to bring Old Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang to ascend.

Seeing that the three of them had a good time, Su Chen felt at ease.

He turned around and sent Bai Bu to Master Lu and Little Brother Zhang to give a few Yuan Ying opportunities to help them set foot on the Yuan Ying realm two mornings.

Old Master Lu, Wu Qiao, and Zhang Xiaodi were the first group of pure-minded cultivators he and Anu met on their way to seek immortality. They are also life-long friends who can help nature.

After Su Chen inspected the situation of Wu Qiao, Old Master Lu, and Zhang Xiaodi with his holy eyes, and then looked at his Yuan Ying, he saw that the last three thicker karma threads had also been broken.

No worries, self-determination of cause and effect!

Although there are some very subtle causal threads still sticking to Yuanying, they can no longer restrain Yuanying's "just about to move".

His Nasal Infant sat on the lotus platform, eagerly absorbing the energy in the remaining body of the soul-changing ointment liquid, and completely absorbed most of the remaining soul ointment.

"Boom"!

Suddenly, Yuan Ying seemed to have eaten and drank enough, and burped a full burp. It was a little childishly stretched, and the whole body bloomed with the glory of the Holy Spirit.

Step into the gods, the Holy Infant is out!

I am Xianfan

I am Xianfan