"Big guy, let me guess what level of Nascent Soul you are already at?"
Tong Qifei is sitting on the clouds. Hua Jue below is running wildly, and he seems to be being pulled. The same Keep moving forward at a fast speed.
Wuma, as a physical practice, is different from ordinary golden elixirs.
Not only is he highly talented and powerful, he is also extremely mature in character.
The three generals have twelve beast heads, each with its own characteristics and abilities, but there is only one way to become a beast head, defeat any one of them!
When Wu Ma was just a golden elixir, no one was optimistic about him.
After all, physical cultivation is so common that even if it is a golden elixir achieved by understanding the true meaning, it will be difficult for Yuanying to reach a higher level after that.
Of course, those rumors Huajue didn’t take it to heart at all. It was time to practice and practice, and it was time to go on missions.
The mineral vein where he is located is also the richest harvest under the three generals.
Because of his steady character, the other eleven beasts all like to work with him. Sometimes, Hua Jue will kill the enemy without even taking action himself!
On Pingdu Continent, countless talented people died under his huge fist.
Seeing Huajue still running, Tong Qifei, who was holding the silk in the clouds, muttered, feeling bored.
Wuma is good at everything, but he doesn’t like to chat.
It’s so boring!
After a while, Weiyang glanced at him and tugged hard on the silk thread in his hand, but he was still dragged forward by Hua Jue.
"Stop, stop!"
He called twice quickly.
"What's wrong?" Hua Jue frowned. Although he stopped, the scholar's robe on his body was still making noise.
“Ahead is the Dream Valley.”
“Dream Valley?”
Hua Jue felt that the name was a bit familiar.
"Menggu! Don't you remember?" Tong Qifei emphasized.
"I remember a few years ago, we seemed to have destroyed this fairy sect."
Finally, both of them realized something was wrong.
Because the general set up a trap, he found out those immortal sects that wanted to sit back and enjoy the success, and they took action to uproot these celestial sects.
All the monks who were above the foundation level were killed by Hua Jue's iron fist.
And that year, he killed tens of thousands of people alone!
But he has a steady and unsmiling personality, and likes to wear scholar's uniform for physical training. There is no fluctuation in his heart, and it seems that killing people is like killing chickens.
Maybe it was because they killed so much that they forgot about it.
Now that I came to Dream Valley again, I realized something was wrong!
"Those qi refinings have also become a climate?" Hua Jue asked back.
Tong Qifei shook his head, thought for a while, and said: "I don't know."
But the next moment, the young man suddenly chuckled: "Whatever, just kill him again." "
With the strength of the two of them, as long as the opponent is not Chen Long or Yin Hu, there is nothing to fear from anyone else.
What's more, those demonic cultivators who rely on demonic skills to sacrifice low-level monks to forcibly raise their realm?
Hua Jue nodded with deep understanding.
He took a deep breath, and his body expanded rapidly, turning into a bloody giant dozens of meters tall in an instant.
The qi and blood in the body are surging, and the whole person is as bright as the noon sun.
His legs were slightly bent and he exerted force suddenly.
With a leap, we are already a hundred miles away.
Above, Tong Qifei relied on his magical power to easily locate the enemy.
The next moment, the two of them fell into a bloody formation!
“Formation?” Hua Jue became alert.
Neither he nor Tong Qifei are proficient in formations.
However, Wei Yang laughed confidently.
"What are you afraid of? Look at the big guy and smash him with one punch!"
Hua Jue stood on the spot and turned around.
His eyes were like a torch, staring at the blood mist surrounding him. After a brief pause, he swung out a fist that shook the world and made the whole time and space tremble!
The earth is roaring and the wind is like the sound of cannon.
Then a muffled groan came out.
Tong Qifei quickly grabbed this fleeting moment of energy, quickly shot out the silk thread from his hand, and connected to the opponent in the blink of an eye!
"Here it is!" A ball of demonic energy surged and burned.
That is the change after burning Qi and blood.
When the other party appeared, Tong Qifei and Hua Jue were stunned at the same time, looking at each other in disbelief.
"Aren't you dead?"
That's right!
This person is none other than Master Menggu!
Headmaster Menggu died under Huajue’s fist.
But now, not only has the opponent been resurrected, but his strength has also improved to a higher level, which is really incredible.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
......
Fayan Temple.
Haizhu burped.
His belly, which is disproportionate to his figure, sticks out and looks extremely eye-catching.
However, he really didn't like people calling him fat, and he beat anyone who looked at him strangely to death.
Before he died, he would also say that this was a "big stomach bag".
The rabbit is far away from the pig.
If it hadn't been for the third general's order, she really didn't want to stay with him.
But the good news is that their mission is about to be completed. As long as they deal with the possessed monks in Fayan Temple, she can say goodbye to this pig!
"Hmph, hum." Hai Zhu was panting a little after eating.
This makes Maotu even more contemptuous.
"Go quickly!"
"Wait...wait until I finish eating."
The other party muttered, and it was not until he was full of wine and food that Hai Zhu took the photo He patted his belly and hurried towards the target.
Uatu followed from a distance, and she even considered whether to go in.
However, in order to complete the task assigned by the general, he chose to be cautious and stepped into the territory of Fayan Temple.
As soon as you enter, you can see the main temple in the distance shining with golden light and shrouded in Buddha light.
So much so that they almost thought they were in the wrong place.
With the sound of "Amitabha", a bald man wearing a cassock, holding a wooden fish in one hand and a wooden pestle in the other appeared in front of them.
The strange thing is that every time this person takes a step, it flashes everywhere like a frozen scene.
"Old bald man, suffer death!"
Haizhu groaned, his whole body was like a big ball, and a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell from the sky!
Lei Xiu!
Although Haizhu looks ugly, he has already reached the realm of thunder magic.
As the true meaning of thunder with powerful killing ability, his magical power is like purgatory, and he can destroy a large number of enemies in an instant!
"Amitabha, why is the donor so murderous?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party came through the thundercloud at an extremely weird speed.
In less than a breath, the person was already standing next to Hai Zhu.
“You!”
His eyes were splitting, and a sense of crisis suddenly came over him.
But before he could react, the wooden pestle in the old monk's hand had already knocked on his Tianling Cap, and in an instant the fat fried into a ball of blood mist.
“Amitabha, we need more firewood to burn the corpse.”
The rabbit behind him had already realized that something was wrong.
The strength of this old monk has exceeded her expectations. With that single move, only Chen Long can deal with him.
She didn't dare to hesitate any more and immediately turned around and ran away!
"Amitabha, now that he has come, he will be at peace." (End of this chapter)