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Chapter 190 Three Thousand Confucian Teachers

As soon as Feng Mengmeng saw Leng Han taking out the Xuantian Spirit Flower, she knew something was wrong. Even if Leng Han showed off his power just now, he might not be able to suppress the strong greed in others' hearts now!

At this moment, she was very anxious, but she could do nothing but wait...

"I didn't expect this baby's luck to be so strong? Then we can't let it develop!" The white-haired old woman looked at Leng Han and said slowly! At this time, the white-browed old man's eyes flashed, as if he had some expectation...

Hundreds of miles away, those powerful beings could not hold back their hearts at this moment...

Leng Han felt like a mirror in his heart. If he took out this kind of treasure, he would be in big trouble, but for Qiaoer, he had no choice!

"Don't be afraid, just pretend to be asleep!" Leng Han said softly to Qiao'er's soul. With a call of his right hand, Qiao'er's soul was sucked into one of the petals of the Xuantian Spirit Flower and nourished!

The Xuantian Spirit Flower is shaped like a lotus. It has nine petals. It can communicate with all things and is extremely spiritual!

Xuantian spirit flower can bring people back to life, and can protect their souls from death. A lotus petal can protect people once!

This is a legend, but when the legend appears before your eyes, it is reality!

Three thousand monks, eyes red, slowly pushed towards Leng Han!

Leng Hanjing seemed to have been seriously injured after the shocking battle just now. At this moment, in this situation, the crowd, under the influence of large numbers of people and motivated by interests, suddenly became jealous!

But they were wrong!

Leng Han is still the same Leng Han, and the injury does not affect the overall situation for him! He is bloody, courageous, has an unyielding will and a strong foundation that few people know!

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Leng Han glared angrily, and the Dragon Transformation Technique was operating at its limit. The giant-like body was filled with murderous aura, and the sound was like thunder, roaring to the heaven and earth!

Some of the monks who were close felt their hearts tremble and stopped unconsciously! Their eyes were no longer so crazy and greedy, and they seemed to have a hint of retreat!

But there are also people who are not afraid of death!

"How can you achieve great things if you are so timid? Back away and see what happens to us!"

Several big men in the middle stage of Confucianism roared angrily, jumped over some of the previous people, and headed towards Leng Han!

Suddenly, the sky was filled with murderous aura, and the artistic conception was overwhelming!

Leng Han's eyes flashed, like a demon god. Without saying a word, his tall body stepped forward.

"boom!"

The earth shook and the clouds rolled in!

At the same time, he suddenly waved his huge palm. The evil energy all around surged out like a wave, rolling straight towards the person who hit him!

Loud noises were heard suddenly, and the big men fell back immediately with a wave of Leng Han's big hand. They were obviously seriously injured!

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Leng Han roared again. There was anger, resentment, sadness, and hatred in his heart! All the emotions piled up rapidly in his heart, making his blood surge. In his heart, there was endless anger, nameless anger, and anger against all things in the universe.

, the anger against all injustices...he wants to vent!

"This man is crazy, come on... let's all go together,... three thousand mortal soldiers can destroy the country. We and three thousand Confucian practitioners can defy heaven..."

Three thousand Confucian cultivators, three thousand Confucian teachers, three thousand artistic conceptions can swallow up mountains and rivers! Virtual and real, vast and majestic!

The overwhelming momentum is like thousands of troops galloping forward, the rivers are turning upside down, and the rumbles are like thunder in the sky, heading straight towards the cold!

Leng Han was like a mad beast, his eyes were red. He lowered his head and glanced at the ground beneath his feet. He could no longer suppress the fighting spirit and murderous intention in his heart, and roared to the sky. Before, in the Ancestral Temple, after the epiphany, he was faded away.

His murderous nature, stimulated by Qiaoer's death, exploded crazily!

Dragon Transformation Art, Yin Fire Spirit, Ivy, all of them are used to the extreme!

In his body, the cultivation that had been suppressed in the Ancestral Temple exploded at this moment.

Yes. If you are within the Ancestral Temple, your cultivation level will be suppressed by two levels. If you are outside the Ancestral Temple, your cultivation level will be suppressed by one level...

At this time, due to various reasons such as madness, grief and anger, murderous intent, improvement in cultivation, etc., the force that originally suppressed Leng Han became weaker and weaker!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The vitality in his body was rising wildly, and the momentum was rising crazily! Soon the "Qing Dan" was formed in the Dantian in his body! This is a sign of reaching the realm of Confucian master! After reaching the realm of Confucian master, the Dantian in the monk's body was

, the source of vitality will be condensed into a green elixir!

Once the elixir is completed, you will have reached the realm of a true Confucian master!

Murderous aura permeated the air, and with the roar of artistic conception, the world became extremely gloomy.

Leng Han's cultivation level has increased, his momentum has greatly increased, and after his transformation, he has a strange physique! At this moment, with an unstoppable momentum, he is rampaging through the army of three thousand monks, as if he is in no one's land!

Under the sky, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the hissing was harsh!

Leng Han charged all the way, spanning hundreds of miles, and all the monks who stood in his way were injured or dead without exception! At the same time, in the sky, traces of strange dark red colors containing terrifying murderous intent floated

The Qi, these strange Qi, were inhaled into his body as soon as they appeared, and then refined into his own evil Qi!

Leng Han, whose eyes were red with blood, was really like the god of death from hell, harvesting the frightened lives! Killing three thousand monks was so frightening that the sun and the moon lost all light!

Killing is not fun, and it is often forced! The person who kills does not necessarily have to be bad, and the person who is killed does not necessarily have to be unjust!

Three thousand monks once again fulfilled Leng Han's name of "God of Killing"! It also made Feng Mengmeng understand how helpless Leng Han's name of "God of Killing" actually was!



Among the clouds, the white-haired old woman and the white-browed old man showed no pity or sympathy for the killing scene below, and were simply indifferent. Even if all three thousand monks died, they would not be able to attract their attention at all. At this moment,

They are only interested in the cold...

The existence of several powerful auras that were originally hidden a hundred miles away from the Ancestral Temple was now getting closer and closer to them! They looked at all this coldly!

"Guys, please stop waiting. The younger generation can't do anything. It seems that we four old guys have to do it ourselves!" a voice suddenly said!

"I want the Xuantian Linghua. I will never compete with you for the other treasures on this kid's body!" Another voice said immediately!

"Hehe! Li Mu, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but you are still as treacherous as ever. No matter what, who made me, Shenfeng Sect, and your Shengu Sect always have good relations? I have no objection!"

After this voice expressed its stance, there was a period of silence, and soon the other two seemed to have no objection either!

The man named Li Mu thanked him and headed straight for Leng Han.



At this time, all the monks who surrounded Leng Han no longer felt greed in their hearts, but deep fear! They regretted it and secretly sighed how could they be so blind that they had offended the God of Killing!

In the end, these monks shunned to make way for Leng Han! Their horror could not be expressed in words! Their hearts were almost broken!

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