Immortal Martial Venerable

"Oh, my face, my old waist, it feels like all the bones in my body are falling apart!"

Beside the road leading to the imperial capital of the Dongyue Dynasty, in a pit, a figure stood up unsteadily, and then climbed out of the pit.

"Fat Master, you are awesome!"

"Even if you don't die, Fatty is really lucky."

"Fat Master, is this the fate of the immortal little strongman?"

A group of strong men gave a thumbs up to Fatty. They all admired Fatty greatly. Could this guy be the legendary Son of Destiny?

Whether it was the three senior brothers and sisters from the Wanshen Sect, Dongyue Xueer, or even the Twelve Bandits and the Mingyang Saint, they all had to look at Fatty in a different light.

This is a fat man who can't even kill his master!

"What are you talking about? Am I confused again?"

The fat man couldn't help but murmured when he saw everyone looking at him strangely.

What he meant by being confused was that he was possessed by the sword spirit. What he meant was that he immediately fell into a coma. As for what the sword spirit did to control his Tao body, he had no idea at all.

"Yes, yes, Fatty was sleepwalking again just now."

No one would point it out.

"You're sleepwalking!" The fat man stepped forward, grabbed Wen Chen, the third junior brother of Wanshen Sect, by the collar, and lifted him directly into his hand. "Tell me, who beat me so badly?"

The fat man reached out and touched his face, grinning in pain, it looked like a pig's head.

Moreover, he felt that no part of his body was intact. This was too miserable. He had definitely been severely tortured!

Maybe more than once.

"Fat Master, what are you doing?"

Wen Chen was shocked. He did not dare to poison the fat man, because once the fat man "sleepwalked", it was no joke.

At this time, everyone knew that Fatty could not be beaten. Once Fatty was beaten to the point of death, Fatty would "sleepwalk" and become the man who could stare the Red Flame Demonic Dragon to death with one glance.

They didn't want to be stared at by the transformed fat man.

No one knew that the sword spirit in Fatty's body had been sealed by Gu Fei.

At this time, even if the fat man was cut into pieces, the sword spirit in his body would not be able to come out to save him.

"What did you say I did? Tell me quickly, who beat me like this."

The fat man was really angry.

"this……"

Wen Chen looked bitter. How dare he tell the fat man that his master beat him into a pig's head? How dare you, that's the master.

"Don't tell me? You have the guts!"

The fat man gritted his teeth and was about to slap Wen Chen.

"Even if you kill me, I won't say anything."

Wen Chen risked his life.

"If you don't say it, then you do!"

The fat man glanced at the people around him.

"this……"

Seeing Fatty's ferocious look, everyone immediately stayed away.

"..."

The fat man was speechless.

"uh-huh!"

Gu Fei coughed, and then looked towards Wang Zhan, who was fighting the Infernal Demon Snake.

"Fuck, Lao Gu, is it because of your feelings that you beat me up like this?"

The fat man threw Wen Chen aside and rushed in front of Gu Fei. This guy was so smart that he immediately guessed who was torturing him.

"Hey, don't stop me from watching the show!"

Gu Fei frowned.

"I don't care, you have to make it up to me."

The fat man directly relied on Gu Fei. He was extremely jealous of the old mud pills that Gu Fei had given to the Mingyang Saint and the Daoyun leaves given to these guys.

Now we are taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,

Get some benefits from Gu Fei!

"I'll make it up to you, and you can feel your own cultivation."

Gu Fei stretched out his right hand, grabbed the fat man's collar, and then threw the guy out with a wave of his hand.

The fat man had no power to fight back in Gu Fei's hands. Then, he fell face down, threw himself to the ground, and even chewed a mouthful of mud.

"Fuck..."

The fat man almost went crazy. He jumped up from the ground and was about to have a seizure.

"Huh!"

"this……"

The next moment he was shocked, because he sensed his own cultivation level, and was shocked to find that his cultivation level had broken through to the holy realm.

This is a holy realm!

The origin of Fatty is mysterious, but his cultivation is no secret in Gu Fei's eyes.

Although Gu Fei tortured Fatty severely and sealed the sword essence in Fatty's body, he also promoted Fatty's cultivation to the holy realm.

For Gu Fei, it was easy for him to upgrade Fatty's cultivation level to the holy realm.

"Sanctified, am I sanctified?"

"Haha, I have become a saint..."

"I'm so damn holy, how come I'm holy?"

The fat man jumped and screamed, sometimes ecstatically, sometimes roaring, sometimes dancing, just like a fool.

"Sanctification?"

Everyone was collectively confused.

"How can this be……"

Saint Mingyang stared at the fat man. He was a casual cultivator and a casual saint. No one knew better than him how difficult it was for a monk to reach the holy realm.

However, Gu Fei was able to transform a monk who was not in the holy realm into a holy realm with a raise of his hands.

Moreover, with Gu Fei's casual help, the master of the Black God Ridge directly broke into the holy realm. In just a few days, the master of the Black God Ridge not only stabilized his cultivation, but also reached the level of cultivation. The peak of the initial level of the Holy Realm is about to break through to the intermediate level of the Holy Realm.

In the eyes of Saint Mingyang, the cultivation speed of the Master of the Black God Ridge is absolutely unprecedented. However, now, the record of the Master of the Black God Ridge has been ruthlessly broken by Fatty.

Fatty had already reached the Holy Realm. If Gu Fei hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that his cultivation had already reached the Holy Realm.

"Roar!"

The fat man suddenly shook his body, and a wave of holy power immediately came out from his body.

The people around him, except for the Lord of the Black God Ridge and the Saint of Mingyang, were all trembling and terrified under the shock of this holy power.

"Lao Gu, Lao Gu, beat me up again, please beat me up again, beat me up!"

The fat man rushed directly in front of Gu Fei and begged Gu Fei to beat him.

Everyone was confused.

But the next moment, everyone was extremely excited and excited.

The fat man became a saint after being beaten by Gu Fei. After being beaten, he became a saint. Who wouldn't want such a good thing? Everyone present is extremely eager to become holy!

"Master, please beat me too, I deserve to be beaten!"

"Master, it's me who should be beaten, you all get out of my way."

"I deserve to be beaten the most!"

Wen Chen rushed over crying and shouting.

"Get out of my way!"

His senior brother Wu Fan pushed him aside and squeezed to the front.

"Are those guys all wet in the head?"

"There are still people in this world who beg others to beat them?"

In the distance, some big figures watching the show were stunned.

On the hill suspended in the sky, Tianmeng, the great master of Qitianmen's formation, was frightened by this scene.

If you beat someone up, that person will become a saint. Who is this guy? It's simply unbelievable, incredible,...I don't even know how to describe it.

"I want to be beaten too."

Tianmeng looked miserable. ??

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