Chapter 415

One blow, only one blow, beat the three base building friars half dead.

Where can a general friar at the beginning of the golden elixir do it?

A golden elixir friar appeared out of thin air, which has made the twelve golden elixir friars present feel uneasy. At this time, they were not ordinary golden elixirs, and their hearts were shocked.

"Ye ZhengTu, will your Ye family compensate?" Li Daochong said in a loud voice suspended in the air. The sound waves were like a tide. Every time he spit out a word, a sound wave roared.

Those monks who stood far away could not avoid the attack of sound waves and retreated again and again.

Ye ZhengTu spits out a mouthful of blood, and the golden elixir splits a gap in his body. If he is impacted again, he is likely to have an unrecoverable hidden disease.

All the Ye family members are staggering because they are closest to each other. They are hit by the sound wave of Li Daochong. Few can stand.

"How dare you touch Ye's family?" ye ZhengTu sighed.

"Why don't you dare." the sound wave attack of Li Daochong's reply was more sharp.

Poof!

Most of the monks of the Ye family spewed out a mouthful of blood and all suffered internal injuries.

The twelve alchemy friars jumped from the corners of their eyes. With this skill, we can see that Mr. Li has profound spiritual power.

Only sound waves can make so many monks have no resistance.

Ye ZhengTu was pale and bloodless. He covered his chest and couldn't say a word.

Li Daochong made a mental attack and went straight away. Ye ZhengTu's mind was buzzing. A feeling of dying made his soles cold.

The higher the cultivation, the more afraid of death.

Ye ZhengTu couldn't stand steadily. With a thump, he knelt down on his knees. He had a splitting headache and couldn't support it anymore. He couldn't care about his face. "Ye family, compensate."

Hard to spit out three words, ye ZhengTu knew that the oppression in the sea disappeared in an instant.

"I'll give you three hours. If you don't see ten million spirit stones within three hours, I'll abolish the accomplishments of all your monks in Ye family." Li Daochong said coldly.

Then, Li Daochong slowly fell into the opposite battlefield, glanced at the monks around him, and said, "there is still a place to go to war in his home. Let me do it."

Hearing this, an MO Nian couldn't believe his ears. Everyone at home looked happy.

Anxino and andingbang looked at each other and smiled.

The old man surnamed Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Daochong is waiting for several powerful Jindan friars to consume, and the remaining Jindan friars can be destroyed by waving.

Although Zhou Rong was strong, she fought with Bai Yiyi. Li Daochong saw it very clearly, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Sorry to keep the fairy waiting." Li Daochong leaned slightly after landing.

Zhou Rong was stunned by such politeness.

"No problem, Mr. Li is so young that he has achieved the realm of golden elixir, which is admired by the little woman." Zhou Rong raised her eyes and nodded slightly.

It's also chic for these two people to talk to each other. It's more like a self introduction when young men and women first met.

Many monks with good eyesight even saw a faint blush on Zhou Rong's face.

In fact, not only Zhou Rong, but also the nuns around him have bright eyes.

Such a young man can enter the realm of golden elixir. Among the practitioners, he is definitely rich and handsome.

Any female practitioner will be moved when she sees it. She wants to take it as her own. Where can she find such a double practice partner.

Rare species.

Most of the monks who have achieved the golden elixir are in their 40s and 50s, accounting for 60%.

The more powerful 30-year-old has achieved a golden elixir, which is quite good.

Like this young man who looks like he has to make a question mark even at the age of 20, he is already a golden pill friar.

The whole Federation is rare.

There are few of the three great Xiuzhen empires.

So young and promising, which woman is not excited?

If a mortal woman sees it, the cultivator himself has his own aura and has a natural attraction to all bodies. The stronger the cultivation, the more attractive it will be.

The spirit of friar Zhu Ji is hard for mortals to resist, let alone the golden elixir.

However, whether it is a mortal woman or a man, practitioners generally don't like it, because there is turbid Qi in mortals. If there is intimate contact, it will absorb part of the spiritual Qi in monks and hinder cultivation.

Therefore, when looking for a partner, practitioners will not choose mortals. Cultivating magic skills is another matter.

"The flower on the other side of the fairy is impressive. It has wasted a lot of time. Please, fairy." Li Daochong said immediately.

"Mr. Li, the little woman offended." Zhou Rong said impolitely, and then the falling petals rose with the wind.

In an instant, the space within more than ten meters was occupied by petal darts.

"Fairy, you're useless to me. Just use your unique skill," Li Daochong reminded.

"If you don't try, how do you know it's useless?" Zhou Rong obviously didn't believe Li Daochong's words.

Li Dao shrugged and showed a casual expression.

Zhou Rong's floating petals at this time are more than twice as many as those in the previous dialogue.

Li Daochong's black ink is scarred. Naturally, it can't be used. Otherwise, the floating flower array will be broken with a knife.

But even without cangmo, Li Daochong has a way to break it.

Although the samurai sword of friar straw hat is only the inferior weapon of the heaven level and can't stand the manipulation of Li Daochong two or three times, it's enough to be used as a disposable weapon.

Li Dao stretched out his hand and the samurai sword flew into his hand.

Zhou Rong's delicate face showed a serious color. She couldn't see through Mr. Li. She didn't know how strong she was.

Zhou rongmu's color coagulated, his whole body's aura shrank suddenly, and then with a wave of his slender hand, thousands of floating petals flew out.

Li Daochong waved a knife.

The fifth part of the nine split Sabre formula is chopping stars.

During the golden elixir period, Li Daochong condensed the golden elixir, and his internal aura was as majestic as the rolling river water. When he exercised the skills such as "nine crack Dao Jue", he could surpass the general category and go further.

Before the golden elixir, Li Daochong could only focus on one line and give full play to his power.

After the golden elixir, "nine split knife formula" jumped to the product level again.

In addition to the laceration effect, Li Daochong's understanding of the Dao Jue is one more level. If he goes down, he can put it back.

You can put flowers in the sky.

You can cut off mountains and rivers with a knife.

Star splitting chop, previously only one star splitting blade can be hit with one blade.

At the moment, the star chopping is still a knife, but it cuts thousands of brilliance. Each star chopping blade cuts a petal.

A knife is not many, a knife is not many.

Thousands of falling petal darts, all of them.

Zhou Rong hurriedly retreated more than ten steps, his blood churned in his body, his voice was sweet, he almost spit out a mouthful of anti blood, and just swallowed it back.

Li Daochong did not move, but the samurai sword in his hand was broken into more than ten sections. There was no trace of Fajin fluctuation and turned into ordinary iron.

Li Daochong threw away the useless samurai sword.

The monks watching from a distance took a breath when they saw this scene. What kind of sabre technique is this.

That knife brought thousands of brilliance, just like the stars on the night, which cut off Zhou Rong's famous stunt, the floating flower array, and there was no left.

The horror of this Sabre technique lies not in its power, but in its accuracy and attack range.

In other words, if you have a large number, I can cut them all with one knife.

The power goes straight after the magic power, but it's not a magic power at all. It's just the sword technique.

Dada dada

The petal darts fell one after another on the frozen ground and made bursts of noise.

Zhou Rong was heartbroken. She spent more than ten years collecting dozens of alchemy materials to refine these petal darts.

Each piece is worth a lot, but now it's all reimbursed.

Even a friar like Zhou Rong can't afford to lose so much. It will take a long time to gather so much more.

"Fairy, I told you not to use it, but you didn't listen." Li Daochong shook his head.

Zhou Rong's Qi and blood haven't completely stabilized. At the moment, she can't speak at all. She only looks at Li Daochong with a trace of charming anger in her eyes.

This guy is really strong. Zhou Rong sighed and had to admit the reality.

Zhou Rong has fought countless battles over the years, including ghosts and friars, but he has never seen his opponents as clearly as he does today.

When facing the red shadow ghost, Zhou Rong didn't have this feeling at the moment.

An inexplicable intuition slowly grew in Zhou Rong's heart, and the other shore flower could not deal with him.

At this time, a party scattered in the distance screamed for some reason. A huge black door rose from the ground and shook more than a dozen monks open.

The black door opened, and a Tauren shaped monster came out of the black door, more than six meters high, with a huge mace in his hand.

As soon as the Minotaur came out, he launched a crazy attack on the friars in front of him. With a stick, several friars were smashed into meat sauce.

After waving the mace two or three times, most of the friars on the loose side were destroyed, and only four Jindan friars escaped.

When Wang Qianxi saw the Minotaur, he did not hesitate. He turned around and rushed to the sky. He was the first to run away.

Wang Qianxi recognized at a glance that the Minotaur coming out of the black gate was a ghost beast of the general level of the netherworld, and the friar Jindan was not an opponent. His strength was equivalent to that of the peak friar Jindan, and his physical defense could resist several attacks by the friar in the early days of Yuanying.

This is one of the heavy ground tanks in the underworld. Wang Qianxi has been to the demon star. Niutou is the nightmare of the golden pill friar on the demon star.

Wang Qianxi is almost a conditioned reflex, and the moment is miles away.

Just as Wang Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had escaped, a round of dark fire came.

Wang Qianxi was terrified and tried his best to resist, but his moves were instantly annihilated, swallowed up by the dark fire, turned into black dust and disappeared.

The infernal fire spewed out of the ox's head.