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Chapter 85: The Alive Chinese Powerhouse

Chapter 85: The Living Chinese Powerful Man

The living strong man of China

"You brat, didn't you tell me not to disturb my sleep? Damn it! Did you find the Tianyang Sacred Fruit? If you don't find it, let's see how I deal with you, ***." The old gangster's voice sounded very weak.

, but there is still a hint of expectation.

"Hahaha! I don't have top-notch spiritual treasures like Tianyang Sacred Fruit, but I have Tianyi Divine Water here that is specially designed to repair the soul. You old gangster is indeed you. You are really not dead. I said that with you as an old

How can you die so easily with an immortal personality? You always have to leave a way out for yourself, haha!" The old man's voice was full of surprise, and a happy smile appeared on his old face.

Murong Feng only saw a faint shadow flowing in the void, but this shadow also made a voice of great surprise: "My God, you are still alive, old immortal, you are really not dead, you are so embarrassed, hurry up

Bring me Tianyi Divine Water, I'm going to die soon, I'm so old, how did you escape back then?"

Two tears of excitement flowed from the old man's cloudy eyes, and he said: "It's really you, the old gangster. As for how I survived, look behind me, don't you still know?"

Sure enough, the old gangster glanced behind him, and it was the Kunlun Temple! Seeing this, the old gangster actually bowed to the temple and said: "Immortal old man, hasn't your majesty fallen yet?"

The old man showed a sad look, shook his head heavily and said: "This is the sealing place where we were known as the number one in combat power and the strongest martial artist back then. He used this artifact to save me, but

He was attacked by dozens of strong men, but they were all eliminated by him, which eventually attracted more powerful beings and sealed us here."

The old gangster sighed slightly and said: "Only he could survive in that battle! He is the number one martial artist! His fighting power is unparalleled! If it weren't for him, we old immortals would have become

It’s a pile of loess, hey! No, brat, what’s going on with your body! Where are your three-part body?”

Murong Feng said indifferently: "The old gangster's appearance of breaking the law is of no use. I will destroy it. Now, I will take the path of pure physical training and crush the enemy with absolute speed and strength.

Isn’t it much better than that of breaking the Dharma?”

"You unworthy descendant, you wasteful thing, look at me, I didn't deal with you well today, who asked you to take the path of physical cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that you are a descendant of my Chinese clan, I could teach you to break the God

Jue, you are not good at showing off your skills, I will destroy you right now, you are really pissing me off, you little bastard." The old gangster roared to the sky, and a majestic pressure enveloped Murong Feng.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old man quickly reconciled and said: "Okay, old gangster, don't be angry anymore. Everyone has his own way. What suits us may not be suitable for this kid. You can't do the power of cultivating the body alone."

It’s not that I don’t know, but the energy consumed is really terrifying. As for this kid who has already embarked on this path, just let him go! Martial arts is not so easy to practice. "

The old gangster became rarely serious and pressed Murong Feng: "You bastard, do you know that cultivating the body alone has no limit to the realm, but do you know how much energy is required for each level? For example, you are currently in the late stage of the first level of the Chaos Body.

Do you know how many immortal stones are needed to enter the second level? It takes a thousand pieces of top-grade immortal stones! And each level you advance to is ten times the previous level! How can you advance if you don’t have the resources?"

Murong Feng's heart felt like a heavy blow. A thousand pieces of top-quality immortal stone, in my day, indeed requires a huge amount of resources. Each level is ten times higher, which means three levels of ten thousand, four levels of one hundred thousand, and five levels of one hundred.

Ten thousand, six-level tens of millions, seven-level hundreds of millions, damn! The ninth level is a terrifying tens of billions of immortal stones! Oh my god!

However, Murong Feng was shocked in his heart, but he did not say it out loud, but said disdainfully: "Old gangster, you don't have to worry about it now, I don't have so many resources, hehe! Won't this uncle go and rob him? Anyway, I don't need you to worry about it.

Now we are fighting to the death with the three sects of the Taoist sect, hehe! It doesn’t necessarily have to be immortal stones, the three sects of the Taoist sect are mostly their disciples. At most, I can absorb their true energy to practice. Isn’t this faster?”

"He is ruthless, poisonous, and insidious enough. He is indeed trained by me. He has the same demeanor as I did back then. Not bad, not bad. When will you choose the three sects of the Taoist sect, when will you be qualified?

Come back here and continue to listen to what happened to our Chinese clan back then." The old gangster returned to his ungrateful appearance.

"Yes, there are no fairy stones to grab, no elixirs to grab, no magic weapons to grab, and no women to grab. Give me a three-light policy, grab them all, kill them all, and burn them all. Boy, my Chinese clan did not fight back then.

You are almost in danger of being exterminated. Now that you are here, you can't bear the responsibility of the Huaxia clan. I need you to pick out the three sects of the Taoist sect within a thousand years, or give it to me in the sky.

To establish a sect in the mainland, it must become the sixth largest force in the Cangqiong Continent. The old gangster and I can't get out. We can only support you spiritually." The old man became extremely serious, but his words were full of playfulness, but he could be listened to.

The feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

Murong Feng rolled his eyes helplessly, and said with great contempt to the two old immortals: "I know that you two old immortals are uneasy and well-intentioned, but you want me to bear such a big responsibility and such a big task, so in short

Give me some benefits first! Just give me dozens of artifacts and the like, as well as various magic elixirs. I won’t refuse anyone who comes.”

The old gangster and the old man looked at each other, but both of them smiled bitterly and said: "I think of my lineage of Chinese martial arts, each person only has one weapon. At the same time, many people don't need magic weapons and magic pills. You let us get them

There are so many supplies, we two old guys are going there to get them! There are so many treasures in the three Taoist sects, can't you go and grab them yourself? Anyway, this is not my Huaxia tribe, it doesn't matter how many people die."

Murong Feng was speechless. These two immortals were not just stingy! "Two immortals, you made me take responsibility and made me become the sixth largest force within a thousand years.

Pills, fairy stones, magic weapons, without these resources, if you ask me to go there and recruit disciples for you, do you think I am a free labor force?"


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