Chapter 170: The top ten realms of the top of the cloud cut off the cultivators! Fighting for ban
Chapter 170 170 Ten realms at the top of the cloud! Harvest cultivators! Conflict restriction! Shang Qiankun! [Re-engraving] activated!
Author: Ran Lengguang
Chapter 170 170 Ten realms at the top of the cloud! Harvest cultivators! Conflict restriction! Shang Qiankun! [Re-engraving] activated!
Mo Boxin always thought that he was different.
As a person born with knowledge, he naturally understood many truths in the world the moment he was born.
While others were still learning the language, he had already started practicing.
Therefore, he was able to surpass a group of fourth-level geniuses Nascent Soul at such a young age and reach the higher level of fifth-level god transformation.
While the geniuses were still participating in various commercial cultivation debates, magic techniques, and sword competitions, Mo Boxin had already begun to come into contact with higher realms!
The main reason why Mo Boxin was willing to accept the conditions offered by the merchant and stay undercover with Lin Zhengliu was because Lin Zhengliu was not very old and his training time was extremely short.
According to rumors, Lin Zhengliu, as the "Son of Yun Dian", relied on his extraordinary talent to practice to a very high level without much experience.
He was extremely lucky and had made great contributions to the Cloud Peak Realm, so he competed for the post by chance. He squeezed out the seat of a tribulation-transcending monk, and finally became the master of the Immortal Tribulation City.
But just now, the moment Mo Boxin and Lin Zhengliu's eyes met, they immediately knew that those rumors were false and they would not pay for their lives!
That look...
Lin Zhengliu may not have enough experience, but he is extremely powerful and can kill himself with just one slap.
More importantly, this guy is definitely a guy who kills without blinking an eye and has no regard for all life!
Mo Boxin lost his parents when he was a child. He raised his younger brother alone and experienced countless social tortures.
Although his cultivation talent is extremely high and he has had a few adventures, he is not the only "Son of Yun Dian" among millions of people. In order to compete for some cultivation resources, he has fought countless times with many powerful enemies before he finally got the chance.
today.
He considers himself to be a wise man and there is absolutely no way he could be mistaken.
"It's over! It's been seen through!"
The moment his eyes met Lin Zhengliu's, Mo Boxin's mind went blank.
His breathing was rapid, his heart was beating wildly, the spiritual energy in his body was flowing rapidly, and the blood was working hard to supply blood to the brain, and he finally adjusted his condition.
Mo Boxin, who opened the third eye between his eyebrows, had thoughts racing in his heart and his thoughts were boiling: "I want to become an eighth-level Mahayana cultivator, or even a ninth-level tribulation-transcending cultivator. I want to become the lord of a city and control millions of mortals and people.
The important person who is the lifeblood of the monks must not die here!"
"The true king has no mercy, but he may not be merciful. This requires me to be sincere enough..."
At such a young age, he was able to cultivate to the level of fifth-level god transformation and become a cultivator among hundreds of thousands of people. He relied not only on his relatively good talent, but also on his intelligence and super-strong decision-making ability.
ability!
Mo Boxin regrets it very much now.
Without conducting in-depth investigation, they just listened to the rumors and thought that Lin Zhengliu was a naive guy and could not hold the position of city leader.
This kind of me is really stupid. I was probably blinded by luck, and I encountered the biggest disaster on the road to cultivation.
If you don't handle it well, today next year may be your death anniversary!
Mo Boxin wasn't sure whether Lin Zhengliu had seen through his true position, but he didn't dare to bet.
Therefore, he immediately poured out the truth like beans from a bamboo tube, and swore an oath to show his stance and determination to change his ways!
After hearing Mo Poxin's inner demonic oath, Lin Zhengliu nodded slightly: "The truth."
What the other party just said was sincere and was definitely not a performance.
When it comes to acting skills, no one can deceive me.
With just one glance, Lin Zhengliu made a judgment
Looking at Mo Boxin, who lowered his head and knelt on the ground shivering, waiting for his fate to be judged, Lin Zhengliu pondered for a long time.
This man had no murderous intention towards him, nor could he threaten him. The most important thing was, as Mo Boxin said personally, he had just come into this world and he had not had time to do anything harmful to his own interests.
As a local snake with an agile mind, he has high utilization value.
It wasn't until the young monk in front of him was sweating profusely that his pure white clothes were completely soaked, that Lin Zhengliu cleared his throat. He looked upright and was not afraid of the shadow, and said righteously: "The pure will be purified by itself, and the turbid will be pure."
It’s your own fault! Those rumors that I am from Earth are just a joke.”
"Since your cultivation has not been easy and you have never made any big mistakes, I will give you a chance to redeem your past mistakes!"
"Speak! Who is the name of the man behind you? I am going to use him to establish my power today!"
After hearing this, Mo Boxin stopped shaking and his knees became weak. He wiped the sweat from his chin and stood up immediately.
When he came to Lin Zhengliu, he did not dare to stand up straight, but said concisely and concisely: "It's Shang Qiankun, the patriarch of the merchant family and merchant in Xianjie City!"
Lin Zhengliu felt very unfamiliar with this name.
Zhenguo Artifact B did not give him any relevant information about Shang Qiankun.
Seeing Lin Zhengliu frowning, Mo Boxin, who was good at observing words and expressions, immediately said: "Zhenjun, you have devoted yourself to cultivation and have no time to be distracted and care about other things. You don't know the situation in Immortal Tribulation City. Xiaoxiu will introduce it to you."
Mo Boxin, who called himself "Xiao Xiu", immediately told the black and white strength of the entire Immortal Tribulation City.
His eloquence was excellent, without any unnecessary embellishments, and he used every word very accurately. In a short time, Lin Zhengliu had an outline of the overall layout of Immortal Tribulation City in his mind.
It can only be said that Mo Boxin is indeed a native resident of the Cultivation City. He is a local snake-like figure with a mere life energy level of 5. When faced with a crisis, he showed qualities that Lin Zhengliu admired very much.
Have a flexible mind! Make decisions when necessary! Have a view of the overall situation! Have good eloquence!
The information provided by Mo Boxin is more detailed and comprehensive than that provided by Zhenguo Artifact B, and most of them are extremely effective.
"...The general situation is like this. Originally, there were four major families in Immortal Tribulation City, namely Xiao, Chu, Ye, and Han. In recent decades, they have been swallowed up, merged, or simply eliminated by the merchants who emerged.
Got it!"
After Mo Boxin said this, he was stunned, and immediately added: "Although the word annexation is an earth word, Xiao Xiu is definitely a monk born and raised in Yundian Realm with a well-established background, but he has a wide range of hobbies and studies
There are too many things, please forgive me, Zhenjun!"
After finishing speaking, he wanted to take out the [Ingenuity] in his pocket and show Lin Zhengliu his "Cloud Peak Showdown" ladder ranking points to prove that he was not a spy.
But as soon as Mo Boxin moved his fingers, he felt that his behavior was a bit offensive and could easily leave a bad impression on the superiors, so he immediately put out the idea and did not do anything unnecessary.
Lin Zhengliu shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I don't trust anyone."
"Come here, I'll put a restriction on you."
"In this way, I can trust you and use you!"
This is the time to submit your name.
When high-level cultivators set restrictions on low-level cultivators, it is basically equivalent to controlling the other person's life in the palm of their hands.
If it were someone else who came over, they might still hesitate.
Mo Boxin was stunned, then immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay!"
Do you have the right to refuse now?
Are you afraid of risking your life in someone else's hands and being casually pinched to death?
How ridiculous! If he dares to refuse now, he will be killed by Lin Zhengliu immediately!
The [True Lord Thunder] in front of him was not a soft-hearted person at all - Mo Boxin believed in his intuition. He felt that the guy in front of him was definitely a murderous guy. A hundred thousand years ago, the cliff would have been two hands.
Stained with blood, the giant of the demon sect who has killed countless monks!
So, Mo Boxin carefully came to Lin Zhengliu and closed his third eye.
Lin Zhengliu stretched out his fingers and gently touched the forehead of the young white-clothed monk. His spiritual energy gathered and his thoughts surged, and he refined it into a martial idea with a secret method and implanted it into the opponent's head.
In fact, that [Strength of Martial Arts] was embedded in Mo Boxin's soul.
Unless the strength of this person's soul far exceeds his life energy level, or he has mastered the same soul splitting method as the cool Tang Qianqiu, otherwise, once he has the intention to kill, he will definitely die and there is no way he will be spared!
Lin Zhengliu said in a faint tone: "People must love themselves first, and then others can love them. Mo Boxin, you performed very well!"
"This restriction can not only take your life at any time, but also protect you from the enemy's soul attack spells at critical moments."
"In other words, if someone wants to take away your body, this restriction can help you resist."
"It can be a magic weapon to protect you, or it can be a hook and sickle to kill you. The specific method depends on you."
Hearing this, Mo Boxin smiled brightly: "Xiao Xiu will never forget the kindness given by the True Lord!"
After speaking, he looked solemn and said: "What the True Lord said before is true. You must not allow those villains who throw dirty water and slander the True Lord's reputation to do evil. Continue!"
Lin Zhengliu waved his hand, maintained his current character, quickly entered the state, and said in a cold voice: "Lead the way! Go to the so-called strongest family and businessman in Immortal Tribulation City. I will kill them today as a warning to others, lest some cats and dogs dare to do so.
You are so presumptuous in front of me!"
Mo Boxin nodded in agreement and immediately led the way.
At the same time, Xianjie City, north of the city.
Gu Xiaofan, a fortune-telling master who is known as "One hundred fortunes and one hundred hits", has just emerged in recent years. After being beaten up by a group of blind men, he suddenly closed the stall, announced that he would retreat to practice, and suspend business. For a period of time,
I won't tell anyone's fortune.
Gu Xiaofan, with a bruised nose and face, jogged all the way back to his "own home" in his memory.
After locking the door, which was not heavy, Gu Xiaofan could use his spiritual energy to heal himself, and the injuries on his face quickly subsided.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After feeling a little sense of security, Gu Xiaofan felt uneasy in his heart, and the look of hatred on his face was beyond words. He gritted his teeth with hatred, and was extremely angry in his heart: "Didn't we agree to arrange the status of the artifact B of the Trash Kingdom?
"
"Why do so many colleagues come to bully me? If I couldn't understand their roots and didn't know if they had any background behind them, I would kill them all immediately to vent my hatred!"
"It's just... damn it! Why am I so impoverished?"
"We only have so many spiritual stones at home, so we can't sustain them for long!"
"We still have to find a way to earn spiritual stones!"
Gu Xiaofan's personal strength far exceeds those of his fellow fortune tellers.
He was suppressed and bullied, and the reason was very simple - as a possessor of the "Extraordinary Simulator", he was given the status of "excellent professional level", which aroused jealousy and hatred, so he was criticized and beaten.
But Gu Xiaofan didn't dare to kill anyone, for fear of exposing his identity and causing death, so he could save himself one thing. Being beaten was just a superficial wound, and he could be completely healed in the blink of an eye.
Moreover, during this period of time, Gu Xiaofan was going crazy. Although he gained a huge improvement in strength with the help of the [Extraordinary Simulator], he also consumed a lot of luck. His luck has been sluggish recently, so he can only keep a low profile.
"You must be patient! This cultivation city is simply equivalent to a degraded version of the earth. It also conquers many different worlds, plunders the essence of the small world, and supplements itself. The technology is very advanced, and there are probably celestial eyes everywhere!"
"Even if I receive a severe beating, those colleagues who are far less powerful than me must still endure it."
"After all, they thought they were pouring dirty water on me, trying to frame me with 'political mistakes' and claiming that I was a human being on earth. In fact, they didn't know that they were telling the truth."
"As long as the senior pioneers from other worlds come to support me, I can let go and take revenge! Now, be careful and hold on tight, that is the right way!"
"I, Gu Xiaofan, will eventually stand in the sky!"
Just as Gu Xiaofan made up his mind, Lin Zhengliu arrived at his destination under the leadership of Mo Boxin.
This is a super giant mansion lingering among the clouds and mist, located above the clouds. Lin Zhengliu conservatively estimates that 300,000 people can live inside without feeling crowded at all.
"A merchant, a residence of this size can also be considered a family?"
Having said this, Lin Zhengliu paused for a moment and said expressionlessly: "The specifications have exceeded my palace."
Seeing that Zhenjun was displeased, Mo Boxin immediately explained: "The merchant relied on the support of the old monster Dujie. After annexing the four major families, he became the [Hidden City Lord] of the Immortal Tribulation City."
"Although the four major families left Immortal Tribulation City, there were many things they could not take away, so they became the property of merchants."
"During the period without True Lord's management, the whole city is being sucked by the merchants, which is equivalent to the whole city supporting the merchants."
Lin Zhengliu tossed a pill over as a reward.
When Mo Boxin took the elixir, he didn't take it seriously at first. He just planned to say a few words of gratitude. However, when he took a closer look, he found that on the elixir in his hand, the elixir pattern formed the shape of auspicious clouds and cultivation talismans.
As an alchemy practitioner, he knew very well how much such elixirs were worth.
There was no trace of medicinal fragrance escaping out, indicating that its medicinal properties were deeply hidden and not even a trace was revealed. I was immediately ecstatic.
Mo Boxin held the magic formula in his hand, and the navy blue magic power flashed away.
So he immediately knew that this elixir would be of great benefit to his practice.
Mo Boxin immediately and carefully put away the elixir he had obtained: "It is a gift from the true king, and I dare not refuse it!"
It’s hard to say whether Lin Zhengliu is a good city lord, but he must be a true king who is generous and generous!
Mo Boxin handed over the invitation, and then the two of them entered the mansion.
After waiting for about half an hour in the ancient reception hall without tea, Lin Zhengliu finally met the real owner.
He was a middle-aged man with a wide body and well-dressed clothes.
The opponent appeared surrounded by five powerful guards.
Judging from his appearance, body and temperament, he looks more like a businessman than a monk.
In fact, as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he immediately confirmed that Lin Zhengliu's feeling was correct.
Shang Qiankun came to Lin Zhengliu, with one hand behind his back and playing with two metal balls in the other hand. The blue and white lightning on them shone endlessly and made a crackling sound.
After staring at Lin Zhengliu for a while, Shang Qiankun pulled his sleeves, opened his tiger's mouth, made an eight gesture and said: "Thunder thunder only falls on destined people. One thunderbolt is eighty-eight thousand stones. I don't know the city owner."
When a new official takes office, is there a connection with my business?"
Immortal Tribulation City is world-famous for its less harmful thunder tribulations. With the help of cultivation technology, the power of the tribulation thunder can be reduced to the minimum power, which can be used to temper the monks' bodies and purify their magic power.
Use ultra-low-power weak tribulation thunder to eliminate impurities in mana and increase the probability of cultivators breaking through bottlenecks.
In this city, many cultivators and even ordinary people rely on mountains and rivers to make the most of local characteristics.
And the merchants even took control of a land of calamity and fortune and made a fortune from it!
The stone the other party mentioned refers to the spiritual stone.
When Shang Qiankun heard from his subordinates that Mo Boxin was also there and treated Lin Zhengliu respectfully, he knew that Lin Zhengliu had discovered his connection with Mo Boxin and had come to investigate.
He simply ignored Lin Zhengliu for a while, as a sign of disdain.
Just as Lin Zhengliu was about to speak, Shang Qiankun raised his voice arrogantly and interrupted his speech: "I can probably guess a thing or two about the city lord's intention of coming here, but..."
"The tenth level of cultivation includes Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, spiritual transformation, virtual refining, hearing the Tao, Mahayana, transcending tribulations, and virtual immortality."
Having said this, Shang Qiankun closed his three eyes and shook his head.
I don't know why, but in recent years, he has occasionally been in a trance.
Perhaps it is because of the excessive pursuit of bravery and diligence in spiritual practice that the soul is weakened?
For this small problem, you can slowly spend spiritual stones to buy top-grade or even top-grade elixirs later, and it won’t cause any harm!
Shang Qiankun opened his three eyes and focused on Lin Zhengliu with a look of pride and contentment on his face. His words also contained a vague threat: "Lin Zhenjun, you are only the eighth level Mahayana, but I, the ancestor of Shang, am already the ninth level."
Steps through the tribulation."
"This Immortal Tribulation City is supposed to belong to my merchant ancestor, but you want to steal my love with a knife. You are wrong first."
"Since you came directly to the door today, we might as well open the skylight and talk openly."
"If you take something from my merchant, you will naturally be remunerated accordingly. Otherwise, don't blame my ancestor for coming to 'visit'!"
Under normal circumstances, only those who have overcome the tribulation and made a major repair are qualified to become the lord of a city.
Lin Zhengliu, who was only at the eighth level, became the master of a fairy city, which could be regarded as breaking the rules.
The merchant gave Lin Zhengliu face, he is the true king.
If you don't give him face, he will just be a lucky Mahayana monk!
The corners of Lin Zhengliu's lips raised slightly, and he smiled gently. Between his eyebrows, a red light flashed, and a crimson straight-edged Tang Hengdao floated in front of him: "Shang Qiankun, you see, I have a certain affinity with the merchant.
?”
Shang Qiankun misunderstood what he meant. He stared at the crimson Tang Dao [Star] greedily with a rosy complexion. He rubbed the metal ball in his hand faster and faster. The electromagnetic light on it flickered endlessly and made crackling sounds.
: "Such a magic weapon, you really have a profound connection with the immortals!"
As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and grab the stars.
However……
歘!
Lin Zhengliu's hand was like lightning, he grasped the [Star], and the blade suddenly hovered over the third eye between Shang Qiankun's eyebrows, and said with a warm tone: "I heard before that the leader of Shang is a sixth-level Void Refining monk?
"
"You still have a lot of life left, so why are you so anxious to die?"
The name Shang Qiankun has gained a lot of popularity, but it is a pity that his strength is only a life energy level of 6 on earth.
Its advantages are all focused on longevity. It seems that Shang Qiankun used the spirit stones for decoration and personal enjoyment of the family residence.
Lin Zhengliu has long heard that cultivators in the Cloud Peak Realm can use powerful extraordinary equipment or props to increase their combat power by ten or even dozens of times!
But Shang Qiankun only had a few magic weapons that Lin Zhengliu didn't care about, and his combat power was surprisingly weak.
Lin Zhengliu even had some doubts as to whether the Merchant's Tribulation Patriarch, who had a life energy level of 9, didn't care about the education of his family's descendants at all?
With a little effort, Shang Qiankun must at least be equipped with some magic weapons with powerful practical performance, such as talismans, sword pills and the like.
He actually dared to provoke me. He really didn’t know how to die!
This Shang Qiankun is so confident, he obviously regards the realm of his ancestor as his own strength.
Seeing Lin Zhengliu's actions, the five guarding monks were about to take action, but when he glanced at them, their bodies stiffened and their magic power became stagnant.
If you confront the new city lord, you will die miserably! This thought emerged in the hearts of the five guards almost at the same time.
The five of them were stunned at the same time.
They work for Shang Qiankun, and they only get a few hundred spiritual stones a month. They usually maintain the scene, but they can deal with some people who are not as strong as themselves. How can they fight for their lives with eighth-level Mahayana monks!
"very good."
Lin Zhengliu nodded with satisfaction: "Those who understand current affairs are heroes!"
To be honest…
Lin Zhengliu was quite happy to hear that the merchant had a tribulation-transcending monk with life energy level 9.
Originally, I came here today just to establish my authority and wash away the "suspicion of being an Earthling" on my body. Who would have thought that I would succeed in seeking success!
Isn’t this the discovery of a top-notch leek?
Life energy level 9…
That is exactly the opponent I want!
I just don’t know, what is that business ancestor good at?
After solving this matter, you can consult the logistics personnel staying on Earth for relevant information, or you can mobilize local forces to collect information for double protection.
If that doesn't work, I, the [Son of Yun Dian], can also transform into data, roam the online world of this cultivation city, and personally search for clues.
Just make sure you can harvest it!
"Well!"
Shang Qiankun watched the five guards around him retreat in dejection, and immediately woke up from the inflated state of "his ancestors are invincible".
At this time, he realized belatedly what his problem was.
A descendant of a ninth-level tribulation-transcending monk, such a name is indeed useful.
Even the vast majority of eighth-level Mahayana monks were unwilling to offend merchants after hearing this.
The problem is...
The world is so big, and human nature is always full of strange things. Iron-headed boys like Lin Zhengliu, who are not afraid of the great monks who have crossed the tribulation, don't need too many. If they meet one, it will be him, Shang Qiankun, who will die!
Staring at Lin Zhengliu's three dark and deep eyes, Shang Qiankun felt his mouth go dry and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
Gulu!
Shang Qiankun swallowed his saliva and said with a smile: "Zhenjun! Zhenjun, please don't get angry! I was joking with you just now!"
This image of being arrogant at the front and respectful at the back is also under Lin Zhengliu's control.
If you want to explain it easily in one sentence, how can it be so cheap?
Lin Zhengliu didn't look at him, but asked softly: "Did you record it?"
Next to him, Mo Boxin, who had been doing his job honestly and made no sound, immediately took out his smart phone, gently pressed the display screen, and played the recording: "This Immortal Tribulation City should belong to me... You took my merchant's things... Mo
It’s my fault that my ancestor came to ‘visit’ me!”
Shang Qiankun's face was ashen.
Lin Zhengliu: "In this way, everyone will know that it was you who threatened me, sought your own death, and was killed without any grudge against anyone."
Shang Qiankun suppressed his fear, and the mana flowed in his body, sobering up his brain that had always been hazy. He responded with a sullen face: "My ancestor is a ninth-level tribulation. It's just a slight contradiction. The city lord really wants to kill me.
?”
Lin Zhengliu shook his head, and the smile on his face gradually turned ferocious: "Why not? If I act upright and sit upright, I am the embodiment of the righteousness of heaven and earth!"
"As long as the truth is on my side, there are no taboos and everything is appropriate!"
"You tried to slander me before and spread rumors that I am a native of Earth - this is not just seeking wealth and usurping the throne, but also trying to harm my soul and death!"
"According to the [reciprocal retaliation commandment] I have set for myself, you will die today! Even if the Tribulation Monk is here, he can't save you!"
The reason why he wanted to kill Shang Qiankun was definitely not because this man had left him alone for half an hour, nor was it because he interrupted his speech rudely, nor was it because he threatened him with the ninth-level tribulation ancestor.
If it is for those reasons, the crime will not lead to death. All you have to do is break the opponent's legs, pull out his tongue, and then break his sea of consciousness Dantian to destroy the magic power stored in it.
When Lin Zhengliu spoke, the straight-edged Tang Hengdao reduced its dimension again and fell back to the center of his eyebrows, becoming a red vertical line.
To outsiders, his eyes are dark and his third eye is blood red - this look doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.
Seeing that Shang Qiankun's life energy level was relatively low and he was just an ordinary sixth-level Void Refining monk, Lin Zhengliu didn't regard him as a leek at first.
It's just that this person has been rubbing the ball, and the lightning in his hand is crackling. The first line in the opening line contains the word "thunder". His characteristics are so obvious. If we don't harvest him, it will be a bit of a waste.
Moreover, the greatest characteristics of cultivators are, first, their long lifespan, and second, their good deeds rather than false ones.
Lin Zhengliu also wanted to give it a try and see how it tasted after being harvested by this cultivator.
He held one hand upside down and pointed it like a sword, gently cutting through the air in front of him: "In the name of [True Lord Thunder], I grant you death."
Sizzle...
Lin Zhengliu's mind changed and he activated the "Everything can be thunder" effect of [Thunder Holy Body (Perfection)].
Relying on the suppression of the life energy level, he sucked the air into Shang Qiankun's lungs, and all the air turned into thunder.
From the inside out, it suddenly explodes!
Rumble!
There was a series of explosions, and in an instant, Shang Qiankun was covered in blood.
Every cell in his body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body gradually began to melt.
Shang Qiankun, who was all red, had a look of fear without any impurities on his face.
At this moment, he had to admit that he regretted it.
He even began to wonder whether his luck was in a downturn and his mind had been deceived by the calamity. Otherwise, in the past, although he bullied men and dominated women and did not accumulate any merit, he would not provoke the lord of the fairy city like Lin Zhengliu.
Only the right level of characters!
Stupid! Absolutely stupid!
I have earned so many spiritual stones over the years, why don't I use them to buy the best magic weapons and talismans to strengthen my strength, but to indulge in pleasure?
Even if they are just magic weapons and talismans used to save lives!
Shang Qiankun scolded himself crazily deep in his heart.
It is clear that there are still thousands of years of useless life left, so why do you want to commit suicide?
Unfortunately, it's too late!
Shang Qiankun's fear turned into despair in an instant.
"Damn it!"
For a cultivator, the saddest thing is to die.
What's even sadder is that he still had thousands of years of longevity before he was used up, so he was slaughtered.
——Leaving the last three words of his last words, Shang Qiankun’s third eye between his eyebrows suddenly burst open and turned into a bunch of blood.
The consciousness sea dantian in the head was also completely destroyed by Lin Zhengliu's thunder of air.
"My business has a ninth-level tribulation ancestor! Lin Zhengliu, you are just an eighth-level Mahayana...you..."
Before he could finish his words, Shang Qiankun died on the spot, his spirit and soul completely destroyed.
1. Shang Qiankun is a monk who is good at using thunder spells.
2. Lin Zhengliu killed him with the power of thunder.
This satisfies the condition.
Whoosh!
The long river of time suddenly stagnated.
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