Into the Immortal Cultivation

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"Which ... what is it? What is it? Uh um um um ah ..."

After finding a hand holding his ankle, Wang Xiyuan immediately counterattacked and shattered the hand, but his consciousness was inevitably blurred.

The Wang Qi avatar that fell to the ground slowly raised his two hands. Somehow, his wrist was broken at the elbow, and his hands didn't know where he was going.

His avatar is not a human body at all, and the nervous system is naturally different from the human body-or that this thing has a nervous system at all, and it is controlled by the mysterious body.

As long as the heart demon Xuannet is still there, Xuansi can be used as a calculator to conduct independent command. Moreover, because of the separation from the body's mana cycle, the individual wrist breath is reduced to the point where those monks in the fit period will not pay attention.

In this chaos, sneak attacks are really simple.

"Where did he go with another hand?" All the monks in the fit phase were shocked, and they couldn't attack Wang Qi and hurriedly backed away.

Wang Qi stood up, waved his hand that no longer exists, and said, "Don't be nervous, you guys, I don't have to shoot you at all, really. I can even swear in my heart that I won't intentionally touch you later And will not cast any spells on you ... "

"--Because, you have already gotten a spell!"

Wang Qi ’s last sentence seemed to be magical, and in just a moment, all the monks in the fit phase froze. They felt a short period of confusion, and then, the mana in their bodies began to break away from their own control, and many strange problems appeared in their thinking.

Yes, it has already been planted.

In the past month, Wang Qi has secretly planted specifically the God Plague spells in the bodies of these monks. These Divine Plague spells can use the huge computing power of the Heart Demon Xuanwang to construct a virtual entity, and use this virtual entity to replace the original consciousness of the monks in the fit phase and participate in the operation of their mana.

And the starting code for this Divine Plague spell is "Because, you have already gotten a spell!"

The monks in the fit period who were not captured by Wang Qizong's **** plague spell, except for Xu Xueqing as a spy, only Tao Guanhong and Wang Xiyuan who had fallen to the ground. Zhen Jiezi doesn't understand the core practice of Huangji Split Heavenly Dao, and Xu Xueqing can't get the fragments of their two exercises. Therefore, Wang Qi used a purely destructive Divine Mantra to logically wash away their personalities.

If there wasn't the **** plague spell that Guan Wuji entered into many monks in the fit phase half a year ago, Wang Qi could not have planted the **** plague spell so easily.

If it weren't for burying the Divine Plague spell in advance through a huge network before the war, Wang Qi would not be so easy to subdue all fit-up monks in a flash.

The outcome of this war was decided before the war.

Xu Xueqing also pretended to be restrained at this time, deliberately letting his mana flow in another form. She looked at Wang Qi with a complex look.

Who could have imagined that Linghuang Island, who seemed incomparably strong and the monks in the light-fitting period, did not even lose ten thousand years ago, in the eyes of Wai Dao, was actually just a small bandit monk's den that he could overcome?

—— "Two thousand years of confrontation" is a joke in the end!

Wang Qi seemed to want to say something, but at this time, a huge palm fell from the sky, crushing this avatar completely.

Saint Emperor is now a rare real fire. He didn't expect that the monks in his fit phase were really so unlucky. They were laid down by a Jindan monk in a matter of minutes. Moreover, Tao Guanhong didn't even escape the soul, and was taken away by the little thief and turned into a part of the god's body, which made him want to find Tao Guanhong's residual soul and turn it into a "guard". To.

"Damn you!"

After crushing Wang Qi, a few gods jumped out of the holy emperor's acupoint. The five fingers of the Qingfu True God are even connected in the void, and in the beginning the five Fuhua swords were released. Reluctant to show weakness, Zhen Jiezi urged Chaos Qingyun, turned into a rolling vortex, and released the first five blessings against the sword spirit. These two swordsmanship are two sides of one body, immediately fighting a match. But Divine Emperor Zun is not only a god. Chang Shengtian held his hands high, his feet leaped according to a strange rhythm, causing the thunder and thunder to fall between the earth and the earth, and the color of the sky was ignited. The sky and the ground fired up and down. , Zhen Jiezi pulled the body of Qiushui Taoist and launched the "Qianli Menting" to escape from the battlefield. The Great Desolation God had already been waiting there for a while, and a group of them slammed down. This group seems to be running wildly, the giant bears prey, with the immeasurable barbaric meaning. Zhen Jiezi was struck vigorously and positively by this peerless force, smashed into the ground, the meridian was broken, and his bones were broken.

At this time, the Qiushui Taoist who was still proud of the spring a few days ago is no longer adult. Zhen Jiezi's play without regard to his life completely burned all the foundations, essence, blood, vitality, and life span of his body, and even the life of the fire was crumbling, and it would soon be extinguished.

Saint Emperor Zun was still dissatisfied. With a wave of his hand, two deities appeared beside the Qiushui Taoist, holding the hands and feet of the Qiushui Taoist respectively. These two gods are nothing but Yuanying realm, they are both mountain gods, they don't have any magic skills, but they are powerful. The two gods exerted force and immediately tore off the hands and feet of Qiushui Taoist, but only one foot had not been torn clean, and some muscles were connected. Qiushui Dao people screamed weakly, and they had more air and less air.

Not far from the bottom of the sea, Zhen Jiezi's remnant soul retracted the ring, and said dully: "Ghost, the old man can't help you."

Even if Zhen Jiezi uses pure self-destructive means in exchange for a moment of violence, he can't resist the Holy Emperor. Qiu Shui Taoist who controlled all the burnout states, even if Zhen Jiezi had a certain risk of confrontation when he was full, but it was only enough to contain the Holy Emperor in just a few minutes. .

gigantic difference.

Wang Qi nodded and said, "The purpose has been basically completed. Next, just look at mine."

…………………………

Saint Emperor looked at his subordinates who had fallen to the ground, and his heart was filled with resentment.

In the faraway place, Hong Tian's breath disappeared completely. He can be sure that Lord Hong Tian will not come.

And his calculations have also been thoroughly disturbed by a knotty monk.

-Ten thousand years of layout, ten thousand years of planning!

——Obviously just a rural world without the **** of immortals, why can he break away from his calculations over and over again?

Looking at the Qiushui Taoist who he cultivated with his heart, the Holy Emperor made up his mind.

"Okay, that ’s enough, that kind of Shinto spell is enough ... I do n’t want anything to be perfect. I ’m leaving this world now."

"Thousand-year plan, I don't want it. The ants who can't live forever, I will come again after hundreds of millions of years ... If you can't become immortal, you can get the time! At that time, I will crush this world. , Turn it into my flesh and blood! "

In the eyes of the Holy Emperor, the fierce elements gradually prevailed.

At this time, the "Blood Armor Wang Qi", who was just hit by the longevity, finally recovered his operational ability. It took him a while to completely refine the divine power of eternal life and break the imprisonment. He said to the Holy Emperor: "Come on, now we are left, let's play the second round."

"The solitary admits that you are truly amazing. However, you are too arrogant, and all your means do not pose any threat to the orphan." Saint Emperor looked down at Wang Qi: "The same means, you are not even as good as the original Guan Wuji . "

At this time, "True Cultivation of Gluttonous Treasures and Swallowing World War Dogs" has indeed been reborn, exceeding Guan Wuji's original design, but Guan Wuji was a half-step Mahayana, and then Wang Qi's help broke through the Mahayana realm, which can be Tao Guanhong, who plundered Wang Qi ’s power, was only a monk in distraction. In only one year, even if this practice evolves fast, it is not enough for Wang Qi to surpass the gap between fit and mahayana.

What's more, Saint Emperor Zun is not an ordinary Mahayana, but a Mahayana.

Wang Qi raised the blood-stained giant axe formed by the condensed power in his hand and shouted, "How do you know if you don't try?"

"The loneliness lets you know how ridiculous you are with all the trust." Saint Emperor raised his hand and saw a flash of blood, and a **** similar to Wang Qi's blood armor appeared. Its blood armor was more magnificent, and the magic flame fluttered behind him like a feather cloak, and the jagged tomahawk dripping with blood was taken by him.

It was Guan Wuji's "child of terror"!

This horrible giant with a face like no one raised his axe in his hand. Wang Qi's avatar clearly didn't feel the mechanism of "fear", but Wang Qi's consciousness, which was attached through the demon's mysterious net, fell into chaos. The courage and fighting spirit in his heart were destroyed in an instant, and his spirit fell into inexplicable pain.

"This is ..." Wang Qi said in horror: "Fearful of cruelty?"

"Your external Taoism may be weird, but this kind of divine-level means is too shallow, and there is no difficulty for orphans. Orphans can learn at will!" Saint Emperor Zun compared a trick: "Kill he!"

The child of terror raised his bloodstained serrated battle axe, and Wang Qi's blood armor avatar also met with an axe. At that time, there was no trace of comparability between the two. Wang Qi's axe immediately collapsed with the other's touch. When the divine child's divine light was swiped, Wang Qi's 30% power was swept away!

Wang Qi was surprised: "This is actually another kind of practice ..."

——It's just like the ancient version of the "True Daggers of the Gluttonous Treasure Swallowing World War Dogs"!

"As long as you touch it a little, orphans will be able to perform this true method completely!" Saint Emperor Zun watched Wang Qi's sharpness in the method and continued to dodge the attacks of the children of terror, and he had lost interest in this battle. Wang Qi can never win. He didn't care whether he could hurt the other party's confidence by doing so, but he just wanted to say that. Saint Emperor walked in front of Qiushui Taoist, bowed his body, and pointed his finger on the chest of Qiushui Taoist.

A light of hope ignited in the eyes of Qiushui Dao: "Emperor Zun ......"

"Waste." Shengdizun shook his head, fingers crossed the heart of Qiushui Taoist.

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