The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

There is a huge watershed between the primordial spirit realm and the out-of-body realm, and there is a huge gap in strength between the two.

The Realm of Primordial Spirit is the sublimation of the Dao, and it can be seen at the fingertips of magical communication.

Even Hao Ren, with the combination of immortal cultivation and martial arts strength, can't compare with Yuanshen monks, there is still a certain gap.

However, this gap was perfectly made up for by the Shura armor.

Name: Shura Armor.

Level: King's Armor, the strongest armor in the legend.

Weapons: Shura Wind Claw, Shura Purgatory Halberd
Skills: Space-Time Shuttle, Transition, Shura Hundred Break, God and Demon Extermination Hack.

Basic attribute: strength plus 10-? ? , speed doubled 10-? ? , agility plus 10-? ? , spell plus 20-? ?
The current Hao Ren can only display the basic attributes of the Shura armor, that's all, his strength has increased by ten times, his speed has increased by ten times, and his agility has increased by ten times.

And this kind of basic blessing is enough to push Hao Ren's strength to the realm of the primordial spirit, and he has the power to fight against the strong in the realm of the primordial spirit.

In the first day of junior high school, Hao Ren found that he seemed to have a high opinion of the great monks in the realm of primordial spirit.

In other words, the monk he was fighting against was too weak.

Its real strength is about the same as that of Ximen Fuxue, who is at the peak of his out-of-body experience, or even slightly inferior.

Of course, this is the basic strength of Ximen Chuuxue without using the artistic conception of kendo.

In short, this monk in the realm of primordial spirit is very weak.

Hao Ren, who has the Asura armor on his body, can completely abuse the opponent without any pressure.

After two rounds, Hao Ren pinched Li Jingchuan's neck.

"You seem to be a little weaker."

Hao Ren said bluntly.

A trace of shame and anger flashed in Li Jingchuan's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

The other party is qualified to say such words, this armored man is too strong.

More importantly, Li Jingchuan didn't feel the breath of the same level in him.

The realm of primordial spirit is fundamentally different from ordinary monks.

Once entering the primordial spirit, it is an improvement in the origin, so there is such a big gap between the realm of the primordial spirit and the realm of leaving the body.

But Li Jingchuan didn't feel the same level of aura on Hao Ren, that is to say, Hao Ren didn't step into the realm of primordial spirit.

But the opponent's combat power can already easily crush the Primordial Spirit cultivator, what a terrifying thing this is.

"Crack."

He casually pinched Li Jingchuan's neck, and at the same time grabbed a golden Nascent Soul that flew out of his body.

"Is this the Yuanshen? It is indeed different from the ordinary Yuanying."

Li Jingchuan's Nascent Soul is all golden in color, as if poured from gold, which looks a bit sacred.

The level of power contained in it is not comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul.

"Moxiu, kill me if you have the ability."

Li Jingchuan shouted.

Li Jingchuan is a person who is afraid of death, or there are no monks who are not afraid of death.

Especially after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and finally reached the current state.

Therefore, he did not choose to self-destruct the primordial spirit.

However, Li Jingchuan deeply understands that once the primordial spirit falls into the hands of others, the better ones will be devoured and refined by monks, and the worse ones will be refined into magic weapons, and it is possible that they will never be reborn forever.

"Ha ha."

Hao Ren chuckled, "Instead of letting me kill you, why don't you choose to blow yourself up?"

After sealing Li Jingchuan's primordial spirit, Hao Ren turned his attention to the distant battlefield.

At this time, under the siege of the three monks, the blue staff was also somewhat powerless.

The blue staff is just a magic weapon, without the master's prompting, the power contained in the magic weapon will sometimes be exhausted.

Zuo Xiao struck down with a powerful magical spell, and the blue shield covering Mo Yingxue shattered.

Mo Yingxue's face was pale, and she looked at the three monks who surrounded her with cold eyes.

"why."

There was no begging for mercy, no roaring, Mo Yingxue just wanted to know why.

Why did these people from the Fallen Feather Holy Land want to kill her? Didn't they come to pick her up to become a saint in the Fallen Feather Holy Land?
I am an innate water spirit body, and I have also been affirmed by the supreme existence.

Once you step into the world of cultivating immortals, you will become a phoenix soaring in the nine heavens, with a bright future.

But why, they wanted to kill themselves, but the five big monks besieged her, a little monk.

The three looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Hao Ren frowned, and said coldly, "Kill him."

The faces of the three tightened, but they still hesitated in their hearts. Are they really going to kill the saint?

The saint is not only a saint, but also an existence named by that supreme being. Do I really want to kill her?
Hearing Hao Ren's cold words, Mo Yingxue raised her beautiful eyes to look at Hao Ren.

"you……."

"Boom, boom, boom."

Hao Ren didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and directly ordered the three monks to blow themselves up.

Three monks who were above the stage of infant transformation blew themselves up.

It was no different from the explosion of three small mushroom bombs, and it was still so close to Mo Yingxue.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for beheading the protagonist of Destiny, plus 2000 luck value, one realm plus one, villain value plus 87, and one great way origin."

"Come on."

The system said excitedly, like a thief who just stole something good, both excited and excited.

In front of Hao Ren, a spatial passage appeared.

Hao Ren did not dare to hesitate, and quickly stepped into the space passage.

Just as Hao Ren left, a wave of supreme consciousness came here. After searching for nothing, he let out a cold snort and left here.

Vientiane Great Forest, edge area.

A space portal suddenly appeared, and Hao Ren, who was wearing Shura armor, stepped out of it.

"System, what is the origin of the Dao, and why didn't the previous protagonists have it?"

Hao Ren removed the Shura armor, leaned lazily against a big tree, and checked his attribute panel.

"The origin of the Dao, as the name suggests, is the origin of the Dao. There were no protagonists in the past, and that's because those protagonists are still not in the eyes of the Dao.

And this thread of origin is also Dao Dao's bait to attract us. Da Dao wants to use the origin to catch us, but unfortunately, this system has already seen through everything, so we won't be fooled by him. "

The system's proud voice sounded in Huairen's mind.

At this time, Hao Ren's face gradually darkened.

Nickname: Huairen

Occupation: Protagonist Hunter

Cultivation level: Peak Qi Refining (Six Root Realm 5/6)

Villain value: 559
Air Luck: 1000
Dynasty Luck: 0
Repair: 0
Fame Points: 17 (the protagonist hunts down apprentices)

Cultivation method: Becoming a Demon, Martial Arts, Burning Jue
Martial arts: Bawang Dao (Complete level), Heartless Slash (Complete level), Subduing Dragon Palm (Complete level), Free Steps (Dacheng level), Dragon Capturing Hand (for beginners)

Technique: spring wind turns into rain...

Strange arts: Shadow Escape, Blood Sacrifice, Soul Secret Art

Skills: Heitian Eye, Devil Qi Domain, Super Will
Equipment: Magic Knife (Incomplete Dao Tool), Shura Armor (Special Equipment)

Main Quest: Hunting and Killing the Lucky Protagonist
Side Quest: Remains of the Years (Completed)
"System, where is my luck? Don't tell me that my 1000 luck has disappeared from the world."

"Host, do you understand how to repay debts? If you borrow and repay, it's not difficult to borrow again."

"Heh, I didn't borrow so many luck points, what about my remaining 900 luck points?"

Hao Ren sneered.

"The remaining 900 points are, of course, interest. I don't know if you understand it or not."

Hao Ren...

If he remembers correctly, it is nine times out and thirteen times back!