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"Boom!"
The step of being promoted to the peak of the quasi-sage by the nine orifices to the sacred heart is terrible.
He was supposed to be able to kill the most powerful people of the first level of quasi-sages with one blow, but he just faced dozens of them, and he couldn't make a move for a while.
Now the three golden immortals who are explaining the teachings have been slowed down by the cold current, and the howling north wind also makes it difficult for them to move. The other dozens of quasi-sages have completely become ice sculptures. kill.
"Zheng!"
Although Wen Qi cannot fully activate the full power of the God-killing Spear, only three or four out of ten are enough.
The scarlet gun body was like a blood-colored light being held in Bu Feifan's hand, and the tip of his gun pointed directly at the heart of the junior quasi-sage, moving forward without hesitation.
"Bu Feifan, don't kill me, I will retreat immediately!"
That quasi-sage did not hesitate to encircle and suppress Bu Feifan for the benefit of the thirteenth golden immortal of Taoism Guangchengzi, but now he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he begged for mercy, but it was no use at all.
"Killers, people will always kill them, isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?!"
Bu Feifan's cold voice grew stronger, and the sharp spear pierced into the quasi-sage's chest.
The God Killing Spear is one of the top ten innate spiritual treasures in the prehistoric world. It is made by gathering the dirty air of the world. It is said that it is the companion treasure of the demon ancestor Luohu. It is said that the golden body of a saint can be broken.
"Boom!"
The golden body was ravaged by the filthy air, and the quasi-sage exploded on the spot, and scarlet blood sprayed Bu Feifan all over.
His face was covered with blood, and the ends of his hair were dripping with blood. He didn't look like a Confucian cultivator, but more like a killing god.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a quasi-sage and gaining one million experience points!"
The system's cold notification sound came out, and Zai Feifan was overjoyed.
Part of his mind sank into his mind, and Bu Feifan saw his current data.
"Name: Bu Feifan
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Height: 180cm
Cultivation: Confucianism (**/**)
Skills: 1. Heaven-level piano skills; 2. Holy-level chess skills; 3. Holy-level calligraphy; 4. Holy-level painting skills; 5. Holy-level singing skills
Treasure: Nine Apertures to the Sacred Heart (The Supreme Treasure of the Great Dao) [Functions: 1. It can continuously replenish the host¡¯s consumed literary energy or awe-inspiring righteousness; 2. Stimulate the nine apertures with literary energy. Under the saint, the host can instantly possess three The cultivation base of the Great Realm (
Reminder: 1. The cultivation base that crosses the three major realms can only last for one hour, and the cooling time is one month; 2. Under the saint, the host can only have the cultivation base of the quasi-sage peak at most)]¡±
"There are still four!"
Regardless of the sticky dripping blood on his face, Bu Feifan stared at the nearest quasi-sage with starry eyes.
"No, Bu Feifan, listen to me, I was blinded by Taoism, if you let me go, I will leave Beihuang immediately, and I will never set foot here in my life!"
The quasi-sage was so frightened that he almost lost his breath when he met Shangbu Feifan's eyes.
He originally thought that if dozens of quasi-sages went together, it would be more than enough to kill a Bu Feifan who forcibly raised his realm to the peak of quasi-sages, but he didn't expect that Bu Feifan would be so monstrous.
Two poems at the level of half-day dao, just blocked the attack of dozens of quasi-sages.
"When death is imminent, stop talking so much nonsense!"
Bu Feifan raised the tip of his spear and charged at the quasi-sage again.
"Bu Feifan!! Damn you!"
Daoist Taiyi roared angrily, he activated the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, only to find that the Nine Dragons were so frozen that they couldn't move at all.
? For the rest of the Chi Jingzi, the Great Master Lingbao used his innate spirit treasures, but the cold current and the north wind made the two innate spirit treasures gallop towards Bu Feifan like snails, unable to exert their power at all.
"This damned Confucianism cultivator!"
Chi Jingzi roared, never at that moment did he feel so aggrieved to be against Confucianism Cultivator.
"Boom!"
? On the horizon, Guang Chengzi, who was wrapped in the Pangu banner and unaffected by the two poems, forcibly took a breath, shot out a flash of light, traversed the cold current, and rushed towards Bu Feifan.
"Zheng!"
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit chopped down the Immortal Sword, billowing sword energy overflowed, and a blood-colored sword wall crossed the sky, directly splitting Guangchengzi's beam of light.
"Holy Mother, do you know what you are doing?!"
GuangzhouThe son roared like a madman, and even the Great Master Xuandu looked in this direction.
"What are you doing? I'm driving away the cold snap!"
The Virgin of the Golden Spirit said indifferently.
Her sword energy did dispel most of the cold current, but a new cold current formed quickly, and those quasi-sages could not move at all.
This is nakedly helping the extraordinary.
Bu Feifan looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit gratefully, and the god-killing spear resolutely pierced the heart of the quasi-sage.
The unlucky quasi-sage, the horror on his face froze, his golden body was torn apart by the tainted air of the God-killing Spear, and even his three souls and seven souls were strangled to death.
"17.6 million experience points!"
Bu Feifan looked at the next quasi-sage with bloodthirsty eyes.
"Oh my god, this Bu Feifan is so red-eyed!"
"Quasi-sages, they are all high and powerful, but in the eyes of Bu Feifei, they are like chopping melons and vegetables!"
"The main reason is that the two half-day-level poems played a big role. The cold current and north wind formed dozens of quasi-sages, including Chi Jingzi and Taiyi Daoist, who were the most powerful. Otherwise, Bu Feifan would have already Lose!"
Seeing that Bu Feifan's next spear was about to kill a quasi-sage, the Great Master Xuandu finally took care of absorbing the energy of the three immortals.
"Bu Feifan, you are finished!"
The Great Master Xuandu carried the Innate Spirit Treasure, the Zhiyang Plantain Fan, and slammed it fiercely!
Between heaven and earth, there are two plantain fans, one is the most yin plantain fan, which is controlled by Princess Iron Fan. The real fire of Samadhi and the six gods of fire, these flames that are indestructible, can be extinguished by the most yin plantain fan.
However, the most yang plantain fan in the hands of Lao Tzu, a sage of Taiqing, is the nemesis of any most yin thing.
"Boom!"
Following the waving of the Zhiyang banana fan, a storm swept across the sky and the earth.
As long as it is where the storm passes, all cold currents and north winds are like snow that has encountered the sun and melted instantly.
Without the cold current and the north wind, the frozen figures of dozens of quasi-sages can move again.
"Bu Feifan, take your life!"
Chi Jingzi was furious, feeling aggrieved to the extreme, he was the closest to Bu Feifan, and directly resorted to his most precious yin and yang mirror. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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