Chapter 150： Sunset city

The Sunset City covers an area of ​​50,000 square kilometers. It is a medium-sized city in the Da Zhou Dynasty, with a large land and a vast area, beautiful scenery and rich spiritual stone veins.

Because the sunset here is very beautiful, it is named Sunset City.

At this moment, it is the setting sun, the sky is rendered into a fiery red, beautiful and dazzling.

A crowded restaurant.

Near the window, a young boy with a sword and eyebrows and a snow-white boy drinking alone, while watching the sunset at the sky, while tasting the fine wine in the glass.

It is Lingxian.

Originally, he was going to rush to Wan Jianzong directly, but when he waited for the teleportation array in the vast mountains, he found out that he didn't know which teleportation array could reach Wan Jianzong, so he just chose one and came here.

After some tumbling, he inquired about which side of the city Sunset City was, and how far away was Wan Jianzong.

As a result, he smiled bitterly.

Wan Jianzong is located in the northernmost part of Yunzhou, known as Bei Wanjian, but the Da Zhou Dynasty is at the southernmost part of Yunzhou, known as Nan Da Zhou.

This made Ling Xian not know what to say. I thought I could rush to Wan Jianzong immediately, but I didn't expect that it would go farther and farther. Now it would be better. It is difficult to reach Wan Jianzong, and he can only use the space teleportation array.

However, only the capital city of the Da Zhou dynasty can be found in the teleportation formation to Wan Jianzong. In other words, Ling Xian had to wear the stars and the moon, and rushed to the imperial capital nonstop.

"Forget it, take a break here, and then rush to the imperial capital, it's regarded as tourism." Ling Xian sipped a glass of Chinese and American wine, and then focused on looking out the window. The red sun gradually fell, and The horizon is rendered a pale red, picturesque and beautiful.

While he was enjoying the beautiful scenery, he didn't notice that a thin, insignificant man was looking at him, and his cunning eyes flashed with bad intentions.

This person is a member of the gang of robbers in Sunset City. He specializes in robbing and stealing. He has been paying attention to Ling Xian for a long time. From his experience, he can see that Ling Xian is an outsider and he is a cultivation Not high outsiders.

Regarding his practice, of course, he could not feel the powerful hidden practice of Ling Xian, plus the age was too young, so he naturally regarded Ling Xian as a young monk who was not high.

Outsiders, the cultivation is not high, such people change the word is fat sheep.

That is, he is the target of robbery.

"Hey, yes, it looks like I'm in luck today, and I can run into a fat sheep with drinking." The skinny man smiled, drank the wine in the glass, and walked straight towards Lingxian.

"Little brother, how about borrowing something?"

Ling Xian frowned, glanced at the man slightly, and said, "What to borrow?"

"What's hanging around your waist." The insignificant man pointed to the storage bag on his waist, and a little greed flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to rob, you can just say, why bother to make trouble?" Ling Xian looked at the man playfully. This was the first time that someone dared to rob him.

"Since you are so straightforward, then I won't talk nonsense, obediently hand out the storage bag, otherwise, I promise you will die miserable." The skinny man smiled gloomily.

Originally, Ling Xian was sent to this place by the teleportation array, and his heart was filled with a anger, and he had been suffering from nowhere to vent. At this moment, the man dared to threaten him, which made his anger find a vent, a brow raised, lightly Spit out a word.

"roll."

It was said that the man's face suddenly became gloomy, and the momentum of nine layers of refining gas came out, shocking the whole restaurant. Suddenly, he looked at them with all his eyes, and then he sounded pity or gloat. the sound of.

"Well, this little guy is so pitiful that he got into the deputy head of the bandit gang He Ying. He is a nun on the ninth level of gas refining. Looking at the entire sunset city, he can be regarded as a master."

"Hey, He Ying specifically targets those outsiders who are not high, and it seems that this boy is a fat sheep."

"Looking at He Ying's expression, he seemed to be angry. This little guy is going to be bad, and maybe he will be killed."

Listening to the sound of discussion in the ear, He Ying proudly said, "Boy, I'll give you another chance, obediently hand out the storage bag, otherwise, I want you to splash blood in five steps."

"A monk with nine layers of gas refining also dares to be so mad. It seems that the law and order of the setting sun city is not very good." Ling Xian's eyes were cold and she was burning in anger. Fan spoke threats twice, which made his backlog of anger extremely intense.

Urgent need to vent.

"Good boy, it seems that you are not going to give up. In this case, save your life." He Ying sneered, a thin palm whistling out, grabbing Ling Xian's throat.

brush!

The palms of the palms look like a real dragon's claws, with amazing speed and fierce strength!

If you change to a normal gas-refining monk, I'm afraid I will hate it under this claw, but for Lingxian, what is the attack of the nine-layer gas-refining monk?

It was too weak to tickle him.

"Humph!"

Ling Xian gave a cold hum, no counterattack, no agitation, but this soft hum, but an invisible power spread, as if the hammer of heaven, hit the man's soul.

"Ahhhh!"

The man trembled, bleed Qiqiao, squatted on the ground and hugged his head in sorrow. The scream of a heartbreaking voice came out, showing how intense pain he was suffering at the moment.

Even when the crowd was watching around, I felt that my chest was stuffy and my breathing was not smooth. If it weren't for Lingxian's spirit attack not targeting others, I am afraid that this blow will make the whole restaurant cough and turn into an idiot!

This is the power of soul attack!

There are three kinds of practice paths in the practice world: fine, qi, and god. Fine refers to the flesh, Qi refers to the mana, and God refers to the soul.

Attacking the opponent ’s soul without targeting the flesh. If the opponent ’s spirit is weaker than himself, then the opponent ’s soul can be easily killed. Even if it cannot be destroyed, the enemy ’s soul can also cause severe pain and cause irreparable injuries.

If it is in battle, even if the opponent is distracted for a moment, it is enough to change the whole battle situation, which is a powerful ability!

It is a pity that only when the power of the spirit reaches the level of eight grades can it be exhibited as a practice. In addition to the current prosperity of the airway, both the essence and the gods are declining. The former is because those natural treasures that enhance the body have long been extinct. The latter is a magic weapon that has too many defenses against the attack of the spirits. Therefore, most monks will only specialize in airway and spirituality, and no one will care about it.

Only those alchemists who must cultivate the spirits and spirits will be enraged.

Undoubtedly, Ling Xian is one of the monks who are both sacred and energetic. His soul power has already broken into the eight grades, but he has been ignored by him before it is revealed.

Today, when a man came forward to provoke, Ling Xian was too lazy to do anything, and then he showed the power of the soul. The result is self-evident and the power is not clear.

Under one blow, the man was bleeding from Qiqiao and he was so anxious!