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Chapter 752: Immortals still need to pick up corpses?

 The power of this palm was amazing. A crisp "click" sound came from the shoulders of the man in white, and then it flew straight back like an arrow, hitting heavily on a pine tree in the distance.

The next moment, a figure appeared in front of Shi Xiaolong's eyes.

With a pretty face, a gentle smile, and a coarse white shirt with very ordinary materials, he actually looked like a young man who looked about his age.

Shi Xiaolong never closed his eyes, but he could not see clearly how this person appeared.

What shocked him even more was that the young man in white actually had his feet off the ground and was suspended in the air.

Is this a spiritual master?

Shi Xiaolong looked at the boy in white in surprise and felt that his three views were strongly impacted.

Not long ago, he was immersed in the praises of the sects, such as "genius, monsters", and he heard them countless times every day.

However, compared with the boy in white in front of him, he suddenly felt that he was just a piece of shit.

"Is it okay?"

The boy in white turned his head and smiled slightly at him, his voice warm and soft, making people feel like spring breeze.

"No, it's okay." Shi Xiaolong replied stutteringly, "Thank you, thank you, are you..."

"You can call me Zhong Shenxian." The boy's answer was beyond his expectations.

"God?" Shi Xiaolong couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Don't look at my youthful appearance." Zhong Shenxian smiled slightly, "In fact, he has lived to be over 10,000 years old."

Shi Xiaolong's face was disbelief at first, then his expression changed, revealing a sudden expression of enlightenment.

Yes, he must be a god!

Otherwise, how could a person of my age have the spiritual master's cultivation level?

Thinking of this, the depressed look on his face instantly dissipated and he became full of confidence again.

"Young man, is this your relative?"

Zhong Shenxian pointed at the head of the Baji Sect who had no breathing and asked with a friendly qi.

"He is my master." Shi Xiaolong's expression darkened, and tears rolled in his eyes.

"So that's it." Zhong Shenxian nodded, then his eyes changed, and the tone changed, "Do you want to take revenge?"

Just as the two were talking, two more men in white rushed down from the air, each using their spiritual skills to fight against Zhong Shenxian.

"Be careful!" Shi Xiaolong kindly reminded.

"Don't worry." Zhong Shenxian said without hesitation, "How can ordinary people hurt Gods?"

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Sure enough, the two men in white were about to hit Zhong Shenxian's back with their fists, but for some reason they turned inexplicably, one hit the ground hard, and the other hit a tree next to them.

But Zhong Shenxian was still motionless, and she didn't even raise her fingers, but just looked at herself with a smile.

He is worthy of being a god!

So awesome!

Even the Spirit Lord can’t get close to you!

In Shi Xiaolong's heart, Lingzun is already a legendary existence and the pinnacle of the world.

Now that I saw the immortal, I was motionless, and his heart was filled with admiration and envy. His eyes were filled with caution. If the ignorant person saw it, he would think that he was a good boy who was accidentally bent.

"Answer me." Zhong Shenxian asked again, "Do you want to take revenge?"

"Think!" Shi Xiaolong replied loudly without hesitation.

"Very good, young man, I see that you have a wonderful bones and a talent." Zhong Shenxian nodded with satisfaction, then patted his shoulder, and said mysteriously, "There is a fairy pill here. As long as you eat it, you can have powerful power."

At some point in his hand, a round bead shining with a faint golden light appeared.

"Gudong!"

Looking at the "Immortal Pill" in the god's hand that was much bigger than expected, Shi Xiaolong felt his heart beating, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help swallowing, "Do you really want to give this Immortal Pill?"

"How precious is the immortal elixir, it will never be given to mortals." Zhong Shenxian's voice was full of bewitching. "For the sake of your fate, I will make an exception for a while. Remember, this matter is known by heaven and earth, and you know me, and you must not disclose it to a third party."

"Yes, yes." Shi Xiaolong took the elixir and replied dumbly, "Do, thank you god!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but stuff the elixir into his mouth, and swallowed it directly into his stomach without even chewing it.

Soon, a powerful aura burst out from his body, and a surging air flow swept around, blowing the ground to make dust fly, and pine needles on the trees rustled.

Shi Xiaolong only felt that the spiritual power in his body was vast and majestic, like a surging giant wolf, endless.

"Is this power?" he murmured to himself, staring down at his hands.

"Congratulations, child." Zhong Shenxian's body slowly floated to the sky, with purple air swaying around her body, and a bright light shining. At first glance, she was really a fairy-like and precious, "I finally entered the ranks of the strong men of this world!"

"The great kindness of the gods, the little dragon will never forget it." Shi Xiaolong knelt on the ground excitedly and kept kowtowing to the gods.

"Go!" Zhong Shenxian's eyes were gentle and kind, "Go do what you should do!"

"Yes!" Shi Xiaolong stood up and bowed respectfully to him, then turned his head to look at the three white-clothed spiritual masters who rushed east and west, smashed the tree and knocked on the ground, shouting loudly, "Evil thief, give my master the order!"

He jumped up, jumped into the air, raised his right arm high, and punched him hard.

The spiritual power gathered around it into eight thick black pillars and stabbed it hard at the three white spirit masters. Their power was even more powerful than the head of the Baji Sect who took action personally.

Three white-clothed spiritual masters were busy "destroying the environment". Unexpectedly, Shi Xiaolong, who was as weak as an ant, could burst out with lethality at the level of the spiritual master. Unpredictable, they were all penetrated by black pillars, nailed firmly to the ground, and soon stopped breathing.

"I, I did it!"

Killing three spiritual masters in one move was like a dream for Shi Xiaolong. He couldn't help but clench his fists and wave his arms, tears filled his eyes, and a victorious roar came out of his mouth.

"Child, congratulations on taking revenge!"

The expression on Zhong Shenxian's face seemed even more excited than him, "I hope you can do it yourself and use this power to promote justice and maintain justice. Remember, you must not let the third party know about what happened today!"

"Remember the teachings of the gods!" Shi Xiaolong was shocked, and he knelt down again, kowtowed to him three times respectfully.

By the time he looked up, Zhong Shenxian had already disappeared.

He is worthy of being a god, so he really comes without a trace!

Shi Xiaolong secretly sighed and admired the ability of Shenxian Zhong more and more.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his feelings, Zhong Shenxian, who had already left, appeared in front of him again. He stretched his arms and grabbed the body of a white-clothed Spirit Lord with his left and right hands, turned his head and smiled at him, then jumped up and soared into the sky.

The third spiritual corpse that he fell down actually floated strangely without anyone touching it, followed closely behind him, and also galloped towards the horizon.

The three corpses gradually turned into black dots and disappeared quickly, leaving only Shi Xiaolong, who looked up at the sky with a confused look on his face.

Do gods still need to pick up corpses?

He felt that his three views were once again severely impacted by unimaginable.

A long time later, according to various practitioners who came to participate in the Heroes Conference, many of them met a handsome boy in white on the way.

The young man always caught people and asked, "Have you ever seen the White-clothed Spirit Master?"

Whenever someone answers yes, he will continue to ask until he finds out the whereabouts of the White-Clothed Spirit Lord, then turns around and heads straight for the target.

Others even witnessed the boy rushing into the sky, knocking several white-clothed spiritual masters over the ground with several punches. Then, as if he had caught prey, he planned to take them back to the cave to enjoy delicious beasts, with a satisfied smile on his face and dragging several corpses away.

Although his behavior was strange, his combat power was true. No one could have walked through the powerful spiritual masters from the "Dark Temple" under his hands.

This strange behavior has indirectly saved many practitioners who came to participate in the hero conference.
Chapter completed!
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