Headmaster Tianquan was pierced through the head by this finger, and his body burned instantly. Infinite fire spread throughout his body, and in just two breaths, Headmaster Tianquan was burned to ashes.
Killing a strong creature with ease and ease, is this the strength of the Duanrui fanatic, Xiaoyu murmured to himself.
"You're still resisting. Believe it or not, I've defeated you." Looking at the resisting treasure seal in his hand, he pressed it down with his other palm. The treasure seal's light suddenly spread out, and he completely surrendered.
"The Tianquan Sect refused to obey the teachings and resisted the Dusk Heavenly Way. They have been killed. The remaining Tianquan remnants will all be killed." Duan Rui, the madman, looked at the more than ten Tianquan disciples who were following him, and the flames in his eyes flashed.
The bodies of these disciples were all burning with blazing flames, and they were turned into ashes just like Master Tianquan amidst the screams.
"Senior Brother, you are so mighty and mighty that your Dharma spreads to all the heavens and subdues the eternity." All the Dusk Sect disciples below roared with great force.
The heads of the sects all had ugly expressions on their faces, with a sense of sadness. The current fate of the headmaster Tianquan also represents their future. The Dusk Sect's luck is getting stronger and stronger, and many sects suppressed by the four saint sons are all breathless, not to mention
Said that there are many retired old monsters above them.
"Continue" Lu Zhengyang issued a heavenly sound.
During the following time, all the sects were extremely honest and passed the tributes, but the atmosphere was a bit desolate. After the tributes, the Dusk Sect stayed behind and held a banquet in honor of everyone.
The banquet was grand, with one table for each person, and everything on the table was filled with nectar, dragon liver, and phoenix marrow. However, everyone ate it tastelessly. After Xiaoyu chose an inconspicuous table and sat down, he looked at it coldly and realized that it turned out that
The purpose of the banquet was to pay tribute twice. For the first time, all the treasures offered by each sect were delivered to the Twilight Sect Treasure House. For the second time, all the treasures were pocketed by the Four Saint Sons. After the two exploitations,
Well, it’s no wonder that this million-li Wan faction is getting harder and harder.
Three days later, this time Wanpai's tribute was over, Xiaoyu also returned to the cave to practice. He planned to absorb all the elixirs before leaving the cave, and then go out a million miles away to specialize in robbing and killing people. The elixirs Xiaoyu needed were really
It's too huge. If you earn it by yourself, you may not be able to condense your soul in ten thousand years.
Countless Qiankun Pills disappeared into Xiaoyu's mouth, and there were still 600,000 Qiankun Pills left, which were being consumed at an alarming rate.
The realm of condensing souls means condensing three souls and seven souls. Ordinary practitioners need a large amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy and elixirs to condense the three souls and seven souls. Only after the condensation is successful and complete, can they impact the condensed soul and form a great golden elixir.
Xiaoyu needs to first strengthen the power of the origin, and then use the power of the origin to condense the three souls and seven souls. The condensation process is a hundred times more vicious than ordinary soul condensation. If he is not careful, the three souls and seven souls will disappear from the world, and even reincarnation will be impossible.
The cave mansion continued to be immersed in this way. For one month, half a year, one year, two years, eighteen years, for eighteen years, the power of the origin in Xiaoyu's body continued to grow, with 600,000 Qiankun Pills and 60,000 Original Pills.
, all 300,000 Good Fortune Pills were sucked into Xiaoyu's mouth to strengthen the power of Origin.
It only took Xiaoyu two years to digest these pills. In the remaining sixteen years, Xiaoyu evolved and understood the Great Wilderness Spear Technique, the Divine Fist of the Times, the Six Forms of All Evils, and even the Twilight Technique, all of which were constantly comprehended and evolved in his heart.
Gradually, Xiaoyu became more proficient in the use of magic. He seemed to have grasped something vaguely, but it was hard to say.
After eighteen years of seclusion, the power of the origin in the body has become as thick as a stick, and the four breaths of evil, destiny, fortune, and origin have become more condensed and integrated with each other. It seems that they have truly condensed and are indistinguishable from each other.
It's not enough, it's still not enough. The power of the Origin Point, which is about the size of a stick, can only condense four of the seven souls. When condensing the seven souls, you can't give up halfway, otherwise your soul will be completely scattered and you will never be reincarnated. Ordinary soul-condensing stage experts will be slow to pass.
Slowly accumulate, after reaching the realm, you can first condense the seven souls, and after accumulating a higher realm again, condense the three souls and impact the soul condensation.
If there are still 300,000 Fortune Pills, or 10 million Universe Pills, I can condense all the seven souls and enter the half-step of soul condensation. It seems that I need to go to the outside world to kill people, otherwise it will be very difficult.
Soul condensation was successful.
Standing up, Xiaoyu went outside the cave, first handed over the body of Yaksha in the storage ring in exchange for a pitiful hundred Qiankun Pills, and prepared to go out.
"Junior Brother Wang, why are you so ignorant of current affairs? The Immortal King Sect has obtained the permission of Senior Brother Duan and has taught countless stubborn disciples like you for him. As long as you hand over what you have in your hand, we promise not to embarrass you, how about it."
Hearing this voice, Xiaoyu stopped and looked into the distance. In the open space in front of the cave, Wang Qiushui stood alone, surrounded by at least ten people on the opposite side, and many people were watching coldly.
"I have nothing to say to your Immortal King Sect. Huang Tianfei and Long Haoran agreed to be your dogs, but I, Wang Qiu Shui, do not agree." Wang Qiu Shui stood there, alone and proud, with a sense of arrogance.
"Hmph, Wang Qiushui, you actually dare to resist the Immortal King Sect, which means you are resisting the will of Senior Brother Duan. You are a lawless person. Our Immortal King Sect must teach you a lesson." The voice came from a distance, Ma Yuna
The arrogant words spread everywhere, and with everyone watching, Ma Yu followed one person.
Xiaoyu's eyes flashed slightly, and he was condensing his soul, and it was at its peak. Many onlookers could see the opponent's state. Condensing his soul to deal with Bigu, there was no suspense. As long as this person took action, it was no longer a problem to deal with Wang Qiushui.
The enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other. When Wang Qiushui saw Ma Yu, his eyes became bloodshot and he shouted: "Ma Yu, get out of here, I will trample you to death today."
"Be reckless and yell and kill all day long. There is no guarantee that you will not become a demon in the future. If you yell and scream again, I will kill you." The person in the soul condensation stage lectured coldly.
Wang Qiushui looked over and saw that the other person was young, handsome, and graceful. On his Taoist robes, the words "Twilight Inner Gate" shone with golden light, which was eye-catching.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother from the inner sect, but does Senior Brother have to get involved in the matter between Ma Yu and me? We, the Wang family, are not vegetarians either."
"Dare to threaten me! This is a sign of becoming a complete demon. How powerful do you think your Wang family is? It's just a first-rate sect. If you dare to resist the will of Senior Brother Duan, the Tianquan Sect will be the end." A cold light flashed in this man's eyes, and he was already signaling extreme danger.
Signal.
Looking at the ugly Wang Qiushui, Ma Yu laughed wildly: "Senior Brother Dehui is right, anyone who resists the Immortal King Cult is resisting the will of Senior Brother Duan. You have also seen the fate of Tianquan Sect. The headmaster was beheaded by Senior Brother Duan.
After the killing, the sect was also wiped out. Headmaster Tianquan actually asked his son to leave first with the sect's wealth. However, he was really unlucky. He met senior brother Dehui and left an arm and all the sect's wealth behind, so he became like a dog.
After escaping like that, Senior Brother Dehui came back this time to dedicate all the wealth of Tianquan to Senior Brother Duan. When the time comes, he will be protected by Senior Brother Duan and truly achieve good fortune, which will be just around the corner."
Dehui's face was a bit ugly, and Ma Yu's mouth was too big. He could say this kind of thing, but even if he said it, would anyone dare to rob him in the Dusk Gate? This was tantamount to slapping Senior Brother Duan in the face, no one would dare
Not even the other three saints would dare to do such a thing. Thinking of this, Dehui's face looked a little better.
He miscalculated and Xiaoyu dared. Not only did he dare, he had done it once before, but that time it was outside the sect. Xiaoyu didn't know how much wealth the Tianquan Sect had, but the Tianquan Sect was a first-class sect.
Although the tribute cannot be handed over, there must be many rare items. If they are all sold, they should be able to exchange for a lot of elixirs.
"You have all the wealth of Tianquan Sect on you?" Xiaoyu flew down and looked at Dehui and said slowly.
Looking at Xiaoyu Bigu's cultivation, Dehui frowned: "Who are you! You can also ask about Tianquan's wealth. Little Bigu, you really don't know how to live or die."
Xiaoyu ignored Dehui and continued to ask: "How much wealth does Tianquan have?" (To be continued)