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Chapter 137 Conquering the Sea of ​​Demon Cultivators

After Zhao Lizheng unleashed these attacks, he opened his palm again, and the power of the wood world absorbed in the land of the ancient gods fully bloomed.

"The wood world is coming!"

He wants to reproduce the environmental power of the wood world and use it to restrain the people of Huangpimen.

He didn't want to start a massacre here, and Huangpi Gate was extremely suitable as his logistics department.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lizheng was no longer soft-hearted. At the same time as the wooden world came, the power of consciousness bloomed in his eyes.

"Shock!"

The incomparably powerful power of consciousness swept across in an instant, from Nascent Soul to Foundation Establishment Stage monks, they were all stunned for a moment, and were instantly controlled, and with a wave of Zhao Lizheng's big hand, they saw countless roots entangled them.

"Roots bound forever"

Mu Teng once again followed Zhao Lizheng's spiritual power to entangle the absent-minded people, and Zhao Lizheng's body also fell down and swooped towards the crowd.

"Slave mark!"

When his spiritual power was exerted again, he immediately controlled these Nascent Soul cultivators. He looked at the slave marks gradually formed on the heads of several Nascent Soul cultivators, and Zhao Lizheng knew that the big deal had been decided!
Everything was under his control. When the remaining power of the shock dissipated, their expressions gradually returned to clarity.

"This... this is impossible!"

A Nascent Soul Stage monk said, his eyes full of disbelief as he looked at Zhao Lizheng.

He never dreamed that one day he would be controlled by people of the same cultivation level and become a slave.

"You, who are you?"

The leader of the Huangpi Gate showed a slumped look, he had already felt the restraining and controlling force in the sea of ​​consciousness, it was so powerful that he couldn't break free.

"You Huangpimen are a great sect of alchemy. To be reasonable, you have your own glory. It's a pity that you met me... As long as you are obedient, after 500 years, I will naturally let you be free, and I will also give you The benefit is only temporarily, you have to become my slaves... Slave mark!"

Zhao Lizheng stared suddenly, and the remaining disciples of Huangpi Sect all had the lines of slave marks emerging one after another, engraved on their heads.

Zhao Lizheng opened his hand at the same time, and Mu Teng retreated, releasing the bondage of the crowd.

Zhao Lizheng held his breath and focused. He looked at the head of Huangpi Gate and said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Tianran!"

This person is a middle-aged monk with an ordinary appearance, but his hair has begun to turn gray, and he looks a little old, showing the air of old age.

"Okay, next I will sweep away the monks who cultivate the Demon Sea, and build a huge system network here for me to use. You are all important nodes, hurry up to refine alchemy recently, and I will send someone to collect it...Of course Similarly, I will also give you some benefits. All the supplies I looted from other monks in the sea of ​​​​cultivation will be sent here for your use. At the same time, if the monks under your sect want to participate in the war, you can also contact me. As long as you tap this consciousness, you can call me!"

After Zhao Lizheng finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a strand of consciousness fell down, hanging in mid-air.

Li Tianran smiled wryly when he saw this. Whereas this consciousness was used for communication, it was clearly used to monitor him.

"Next...thank you!"

Li Tianran said with a bitter expression, he cupped his hands, and Zhao Lizheng's spiritual power erupted, and he flew into the sky.

"Lin Ping, let's go!"

Lin Ping, who had been waiting all this time, hurriedly followed. He had already seen Zhao Lizheng's terrifying strength. Although Zhao Lizheng was only at the initial stage of Nascent Soul, he was no weaker than those in the stage of transforming gods.

"Where are we going next?"

Lin Ping asked respectfully, at this moment he was completely convinced.

"Go and sweep away these peripheral monks. There will probably be a fierce battle. I'm afraid my action this time will alarm the monks in the realm of gods..."

Zhao Lizheng murmured, then accelerated sharply, and Lin Ping also hurriedly accelerated and followed closely.

Another day passed, Zhao Lizheng stood in mid-air, his mind moved slightly and said: "Here comes a Nascent Soul Stage monk!"

After saying this, Lin Ping cheered up and prepared to meet the enemy.

At this moment, a handsome man came with a sword, dressed in white, fluttering in the wind, when he saw Zhao Lizheng and Lin Ping, his handsome face showed a frown expression.

"This fellow Taoist, your evil spirit is so strong, and you are entangled in cause and effect. I'm afraid it will have an impact on your future practice!"

When the man opened his mouth, Zhao Lizheng grinned and said, "Have you seen this? It's not easy, fellow daoist, you know, I'm going to kill you!"

After the man heard Zhao Lizheng's words, he snorted coldly, and then waved his hand, a long sword appeared, pointing at Zhao Lizheng.

"In this case, we will have a good fight."

As soon as the man's voice fell, he directly sacrificed his spiritual weapon.

A huge Qingfeng sword appeared in the air. Immediately, his spiritual power circulated, and the sword immediately turned into a tens of feet long Qingfeng giant sword, slashing towards Zhao Lizheng.

"This is."

Looking at this scene, Lin Ping was extremely astonished.

"Good sword!"

Zhao Lizheng was full of admiration, he didn't expect the man in front of him to hide such a sword.

The material of this giant sword seems to be unusual.

He looked at the runes on the giant sword, and he knew it in his heart.

This Qingfeng sword is a high-grade magic weapon. There are indeed many magic weapons of this level here, but it is definitely rare.

It also confirmed the strength of the man in front of him from the side. With such a sword, he can stand calmly in the sea of ​​​​cultivating demons, and his strength is also extremely strong.

A golden light floated on Zhao Lizheng's body, and with a wave of his sleeve, countless winds blew out from his sleeve.

"boom!"

The giant sword slashed on the Gangfeng, and the Gangfeng fluctuated violently. In the end, it was actually blocked.

And Zhao Lizheng used this strength to punch Qingfeng's giant sword.

This punch landed on the blade with a bang, and the Qingfeng Sword immediately buzzed and trembled.

Fighting intent appeared in the man's eyes. He suddenly flicked his wrist, and countless sword energy swayed out!

"Sword repair!"

Lin Ping shouted, nowadays, sword cultivators are extremely rare!
Once Jianxiu is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, he will become an extremely tyrannical existence among the immortal cultivators, and his status in the major sects will also increase a lot. Even senior figures at the elder level in the sect will give Jianxiu some special care.

Sword cultivator can be regarded as a rare strong among cultivators.

Countless golden lights also appeared around Zhao Lizheng's body, and countless sword lights also slashed towards these sword qi.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The two flying swords collided with each other, making a series of explosive noises, countless sparks splashed, and countless brilliance shot out, drawing streamers of light in the air.

"What a powerful sword!"

Zhao Lizheng was secretly surprised. This flying sword contained terrifying power, which was more powerful and terrifying than any move he used!
"I want to see if you can catch my first sword!"

The man's words were cold, but how did he know that Zhao Lizheng was not an idler, this Lin Ping had his own experience
(End of this chapter)