Qing Yizi behind was also full of surprise. He had never thought that Qingyang was actually a cultivator of the gods. When he was in the Strange Fire Cave, he actually spoke rudely to a cultivator of the gods, and even wanted to fight with him. Fortunately,
The other three tribes arrived and did not start a fight, otherwise he would have died long ago.
The situation of the human race is just the opposite. Gu Lieyang was happy and surprised. What he was happy about was that the human race actually had an extra god-forming monk. Not only did the human race in Cangmu City survive from the desperate situation, but the strength of the human race was greatly improved.
There is no need to be bullied by other races in Cangmu City. What is surprising is that I am also a god-forming monk. I have been with Qingyang for a long time and talked many times before, but I didn’t realize that the other party is a god-forming monk. Could it be that this Qingyang is stronger than me?
Much higher?
Gu Mufeng was excited with a hint of luck. The reason for his excitement was the same as Gu Lieyang. It turned out that Qingyang was a cultivator of god transformation. No wonder he could defeat even the Nascent Soul Strange Fire Bat in the Strange Fire Cave.
He dared to break into the lair of the alien fire bat, and even obtained the extremely rare alien fire Minghuang sand. Fortunately, he had not done anything rude before and did not offend the savior of the human race.
Now that it has been seen through, Qingyang no longer hides it, and withdraws the breath-holding technique. Feeling Qingyang's second-level aura of transforming into gods, it verified Brown-ding Gong's statement, and everyone admired Brown-ding Gong's methods.
At the same time, I was slightly relieved. Although the second level of the God Transformation was powerful, it was lower than the five clan leaders of Cangmu City. It would not be easy for the human race to rely on him to make a comeback.
At this time, Mr. Brown Top had adapted. Without waiting for Qingyang to answer his words, he looked directly at Qingyang and continued: "No wonder you dare to stand up for the human race in Cangmu City. It turns out that you are also a cultivator of gods, but as a cultivator, the most important thing is
You need to be self-aware. If you were not injured, we would still be wary of you. Now that your meridians are damaged, your strength is probably less than 10% of your original strength. You may not even be able to defeat the Nascent Soul cultivator, so what qualifications do you have to control us?
thing?"
Jin Hanshan also saw Qingyang's problem, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, the two of them came today and forced out the hidden god-transformation monks of the human race. Now both of them are injured, and they were the ones who took action.
It is a good time to eliminate the weeds without leaving any further troubles. Otherwise, by the time these two people recover from their injuries, the Boil Clan will have no way of survival in Cangmu City.
Thinking of this, Jin Hanshan suddenly became much more courageous, and walked up the first few steps: "Brown Dinggong is right, the monks don't know how to be patient, and I don't know how he cultivated to the realm of god transformation. Since this kid has to rush
If he jumps out, how can we miss the opportunity to eliminate the root cause? One more of him is not a lot, and one less of him is not a lot. I don’t think there is any need to change our original plan.”
The brown-topped man nodded and said, "That's right. They are just a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people. They can't make any waves. We should act according to the original plan and leave no one above the golden elixir level."
After hearing what the other party said, the hope that Gu Lieyang and his son had just risen suddenly turned into despair. They thought that with one more god-forming monk, the crisis of the human race would be easily solved. However, the other party did not give them a chance at all, and they still had to face death.
In the situation of genocide, even Qingyang, a great benefactor, will be implicated and killed. How unfair is God? Why can't the human race be given more time?
Qingyang was not as desperate as the two of them. He looked at the brown-topped male and sneered, saying: "In that case, who are you going to send up to deal with me, a person whose meridians are broken and my strength is damaged?"
Although Brown Top Gong saw that Qingyang's meridians were damaged, he could not judge how much strength Qingyang could exert. Seeing that Qingyang dared to call for battle in person and seemed very confident, he had some doubts about his own judgment.
I just wanted to test it out, so I waved my hand to a black monk behind me and said: "Go up and try it first. If you can win, you will be rewarded heavily."
Five late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators came to the Yingying clan. This black monk has the highest cultivation level, reaching the eighth level of Nascent Soul. Although he is relatively powerful among the Nascent Soul monks, he is still not as good as the Huashen monks.
Fabi, in normal times, it is very rare to be able to stand up straight and talk to a god-transformation monk, let alone deal with a god-transformation monk. I didn't expect that I would be waiting for this opportunity today.
The meridians of the cultivator of Transformation God have been cut off, and his strength is very low. If he plays well, it is not impossible to defeat the opponent. This is the cultivator of Transformation Soul. If he is captured by him, it doesn’t matter whether the clan leader will give him a reward. Just this.
Just one honor can bring you countless benefits for the rest of your life.
Even if he can't deal with it, there is Brown-crested Duke, the fourth-level god of transformation, watching next to him. It is impossible to watch him get hurt. He has countless honors for success, but there is no risk for failure. How can he miss such a good thing? The black monk is excited
He shouted loudly and rushed towards Qingyang.
However, Qingyang did not let the other party's temptation succeed. Brown-ding Gong could send his subordinates, so why should he go there in person? When facing Yuanying, wouldn't he be half shorter than him? Qingyang had already been prepared, and he was also very skilled.
With a wave, a man like an iron tower appeared in front of Qingyang.
What Qingyang released was the iron-armed monkey in the Drunk Immortal Gourd. During the thirty years from Duckweed Continent to the spirit world, Qingyang's cultivation of the spirit was able to transform from the second level of the spirit transformation without pills.
Small achievement has been promoted to Dacheng, not to mention the iron-armed monkey in the Drunken Immortal Gourd who is dedicated to cultivation and has no shortage of elixirs? Now the strength of the iron-armed monkey has already reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul, which is a few points higher than that of the black monk.
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The Iron-armed Monkey has not come out to relax in decades, nor has he had a few good fights. For a militant like the Iron-armed Monkey, it is simply a torment, although the Drunken Immortal Gourd still has addiction to it.
The alcoholic queen bee, but facing the alcoholic queen bee, she could only be abused. Now she finally met a decent opponent. She didn’t need Qingyang’s orders at all. The iron-armed monkey howled excitedly and jumped towards the Yingying tribe.
The strong black monk rushed over, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away.
The strong black monk did not expect to change his opponent midway, but he did not flinch, and soon he was fighting with the iron-armed monkey. The iron-armed monkey's strength improved too quickly, and it had not experienced high altitude for a long time.
Fighting with intensity, he seemed a bit unfamiliar at the beginning. Although his cultivation level was higher, he did not have much advantage in the process, and was even slightly at a disadvantage.
The Iron-armed Monkey is indeed a fighting maniac. As time goes by, he gradually understands the opponent's tactics, becomes familiar with the opponent's methods, and masters the rhythm of the battle. He becomes more and more skillful in fighting, and his potential is stimulated, and he has begun to fight.
Suppressing the opponent and fighting. Anyone can see that the black and strong monk of the Yingwing tribe is no match for him at all, and he will lose in a short time.