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Volume Three: Foundation-Building Seed Spirit Chapter 350: Slaughter the Immortal

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    In this battle, almost all the Nascent Soul monks in Yeji City participated.  The old man in gray robe who was fighting Qin Deng and Han Qianyin roared angrily. At the moment when he was entangled by Han Qianyin, he was actually bullied by the old immortal slayer and received a violent blow from Qin Deng.  Blood Thunder Fist.  He wiped away the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth, a trace of cold air came from his body, and his eyes were cold.  He was shocked in his heart: "Didn't these two people take the Shenglong Pill to improve their cultivation? How could they have such strong combat power? This kind of combat power is clearly possessed by those monks who have been promoted to Nascent Soul for a long time.  "Old man, you are neither a human nor a ghost. You should have been buried deep in the ground and your body turned into bones. Why would you come out to harm others?" Qin Deng looked at the old man in gray robe and said loudly.  This old ghost was extremely strong. Qin Deng struck up with a blood-thunder fist, as if he had hit an iron wall, and his whole body was shaken with energy and blood rolling around.  "I really should have been buried long ago. I have had enough of these days. I just want to kill all of you thieves who dare to challenge the majesty of the Immortal Star Sect first." "Old man, I don't want to live anymore, so  You should die quickly." The old man in gray robe finished speaking in a dark voice, spitting out a mouthful of dark red blood. At the same time, he moved his hands in the void, and a wisp of black light flew out from his fingertips and turned into the dark red mass.  in the blood.  The color of the blood instantly turned into pitch black, and finally twisted and changed, turning into a pitch-black insect screaming and flying towards Qin Deng.  This insect is about a foot long, with a plump body, like a spring silkworm, but with a small black-red sharp point on its forehead.  This pitch-black scream of insects sounded from the bottom of people¡¯s hearts.  Drilling straight into the sea of ??consciousness makes one's mind shaken, and the sea of ??consciousness almost bursts.  Qin Deng¡¯s Seven-Colored Soul Pond Jue circulates, and the Soul Planting Tree shakes to resolve the scream.  Han Qianyin beside him had a pale face and blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.  Although Qin Deng also taught Han Qianyin the Seven-Colored Soul Pond Technique, her training time was too short. Although in a short period of time, she had already reached the second level of the Seven-Colored Soul Pond Technique.  But he still couldn't resist the scream of the insect.  Qin Deng¡¯s figure swayed.  Standing in front of Han Qianyin, he blocked the insect's screaming attack for her.  Then the sea of ??consciousness roared, the black soul tree shook, and a jet-black consciousness rushed out of the sea of ??consciousness.  Head straight towards the pitch-black insect.  The moment Qin Deng¡¯s black consciousness rushed out.  The screeching sound of the insect became even sharper.  There was actually fear in this sharpness.  The gray-robed old man was startled and quickly made seals to recall Chongzhi.  This insect is the result of his special cultivation technique.  And that special technique.  It is also the fundamental reason why he has been able to live from two thousand years ago to the present.  Once this insect is damaged, his whole body's cultivation level will immediately drop by at least 30%!  But his action was already too late. Qin Deng's invisible black consciousness had already wrapped around the insect.  At this moment, the insect seemed to be branded by a red-hot iron, with black smoke rising from its body, accompanied by a nauseating stench.  Qin Deng's Seven Colored Soul Pond Jue operates, and the powerful power is transmitted to the spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness is like a sharp steel wire, which is strangled into the insect's body and directly breaks the insect into several sections.  At this moment, Qin Deng's three unique spears suddenly shot out, and the red flames and golden thunder and lightning rushed towards the black insect that had been broken into several sections at the same time, trying to turn it into ashes.  The black insect was cut into several segments by Qin Deng¡¯s divine consciousness. The old man in gray robe spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly dropped.  From the peak of Yuanying Dzogchen, he almost fell to the late stage of Yuanying.  Qin Deng immediately knew that this insect must be related to the old man's life and connected to his mind like a magic weapon of his own.  When the old man in gray robe saw that the insect was cut off, he let out an extremely unpleasant scream and rushed towards Qin Deng like crazy.  Qin Deng's Seven Colored Soul Pond Jue circulated in the sea of ??consciousness, and more than a dozen black consciousness rushed out, wrapping up the black insect that had been broken into several sections. The black consciousness was like a dozen sharp knives, cutting it at extremely fast speeds.  The screams of the old man and the sharp whine of the insects struggling to their death spread throughout the entire city of Silence of Night.  In just one breath, the insect was cut into hundreds of pieces, and then burned cleanly by the flames and thunder and lightning emitted by the Sanjue Gun, without leaving even ashes.  "Ah!" The old man in gray robe screamed, his breath suddenly dropped, and he fell directly to the late Nascent Soul stage.  Qin Deng's spiritual snake steps started, and his body swayed, appearing directly next to the old man in gray. The black consciousness and the golden consciousness instantly combined and turned into dark golden consciousness, creating a field ten feet wide in the space.  .  At the same time, Qin Deng made a heaven-shaking gesture and headed straight for the gray-robed old man's chest.  The old man in gray robe wanted to dodge, but he took one step and did not escape instantly as he thought.  He suddenly felt that the space around him seemed to have solidified, and his whole bodyThey were all stuck in the mud.  "Field! It's actually the magical power of the realm!" The old man in gray robe was shocked.  In the moment when he was slightly dazed, Qin Deng's Heaven-Shaking Finger had already clicked.  Qin Deng¡¯s left index finger exudes a mysterious light, like a whirlpool, trying to swallow up all the people¡¯s minds.  "Still a magical power!" the old man in gray robe roared, feeling death in his heart for the first time.  This is the first time in more than two thousand years.  Qin Deng¡¯s Sky-Shaking Finger was extremely fast, leaving a black hole in the void wherever it passed.  Boom The Sky-Shaking Finger hit the gray-robed old man's heart with incomparable accuracy, making a dull sound.  "Stab" Outside the body of the old man in gray robe, the thick gray cloth was torn directly by the strong energy, and the old man in gray robe's entire chest was exposed.  There is no meat on this chest, only a layer of skin attached to the bones. This thin layer of skin is dark red and looks terrifying.  At this moment, the thin layer of skin above the heart is rising and falling rapidly, and the heart under the skin seems to be broken and exploded, breaking out of the skin.  In the middle of that layer of skin, there was a white spot, which was exactly where Qin Deng Huantian pointed.  Poofboom The old man in gray robe spat out a big mouthful of dark red blood. When the skin on his chest undulated to the extreme, the heart under the skin exploded, and black blood spread all over the sky, taking the left half of the old man in gray robe with him, as well as his shoulders and arms.  , were blown away together.  Half of the old man's body exploded, but no blood flowed out. The bones had not been upgraded and exuded a strong aura of decay.  Qin Deng immediately understood that all the essence and blood of the old man's body were stored in the heart, and all the bones, skin, flesh, and veins in his body were sacrificed by him as if they were magic weapons.  "It's just that the body is not a magic weapon after all. It can't withstand the erosion of time no matter what. His whole body is filled with death energy. Even if Qin Deng doesn't kill him, he will live for at most another sixty years."  "Lao Wu!" The thin old man in gray robe who had been standing in the air and watching with cold eyes cried out sadly. He swayed and came through the void to save the old man who was seriously injured and about to die.  Qin Deng showed ruthlessness on his face, and he swung out his Sanjue Spear and drew it out in one shot. This shot was extremely fast, with a thunderous sound, and struck the old man in gray robe on the head.  BoomClick!  The sound of skull cracking sounded.  The old man in gray robe was shot in the head. The head did not explode, but was like porcelain, only cracked and cracked.  Qin Deng wanted to pursue him again, but the thin old man in gray robe had already arrived. He picked up the old man in gray robe who was seriously injured by Qin Deng with one hand, and swung a palm in the air to hit Qin Deng.  The palm of the thin old man did not cause any roar or fluctuation, as if he had truly integrated into this space.  Qin Deng cannot feel it, only his spiritual consciousness can capture it.  When his consciousness caught it, the palm swung by the thin old man in gray robe had already reached his chest.  Qin Deng let out a low roar, his whole body was filled with blue light, and his sapphire shirt automatically protected his master.  Boom The palm of the thin old man in gray robe seemed to come out of thin air and hit Qin Deng. Qin Deng seemed to be hit by a ferocious giant hand, and his body was knocked away by the huge force.  Qin Deng, who flew nearly a hundred feet away, was not harmed at all by the protector in the blue robe of the post-real treasure level. He raised his head and looked at the thin old man in gray robe.  "Lao Wu! Lao Wu, how are you!?" This thin gray-robed monk, who was obviously the eldest among the six elders of the Immortal Star, cried out sadly.  "Brother, don't be sad. I have lived enough. I really have lived enough. Every day like this is suffering. I I am free In my next life in my next life, I am willing to be a person without spiritual roots and unable to cultivate.  Mortalsmortals." The gray-robed monk whose head was split open by Qin Deng with the Three Ultimate Spear struggled to finish, and then his head tilted, and he no longer had any chance of life.  "AhOld Five!" The thin old man thought about the six people spending thousands of years together, but now there is one less person.  For a moment, grief came from him, and he roared like a wild beast. The roar spread out in all directions, like a pervasive sharp blade, slashing wildly in all directions, regardless of the enemy or friend.  Within a thousand feet, the monks below Nascent Soul exploded and died. The monks in the middle Nascent Soul were pale, and the monks in the early Nascent Soul had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.  "Senior Brother!" "Old Five!" Almost at the same time, the other four gray-robed old men all let out a cry of sorrow!  The attack was even more ruthless, with a life-threatening aura.  For a time, the monks who were fighting against these people were miserable.  "Tu Xian! If you kill Lao Wu, I will kill you too. ButNow, I want to take you back and let you make elixirs!  If you want to die more comfortably later, restrain yourself now.  "The thin gray-robed monk looked at Qin Deng and said word by word. His voice was cold and there was no hint of sadness. "Restrict yourself?  Are all the people in your Immortal Star Sect so self-righteous?  From top to bottom, a sect without a single good thing can actually survive for thousands of years. It is really a miracle.  But this miracle will not continue.  "Qin Deng said disdainfully. "Why?  "The thin gray-robed monk asked coldly. Qin Deng whispered: "Because my name is Tu Xian!  Specialize in killing people from your Immortal Star Sect.  " "Because you met me and made me angry!  I will wipe out the foundation of your Immortal Star Sect, and I will make the Immortal Star Sect disappear into thin air.  "Qin Deng's voice became louder and louder, echoing throughout Yeji City. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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