Many children, many blessings: A centenarian wants to create a family

"Well done!"

When Guo Feilong saw his opponent coming over to box, he shouted "Hello".

Using Xiangyun, the power of the Golden Body Art has been upgraded from making the physical body comparable to a low-grade magic weapon to the level of a mid-grade magic weapon.

Suddenly, Guo Feilong suddenly tried to see if he could save Xiangyun and elevate a certain part of his body to a higher level.

In an instant, he concentrated the auspicious clouds on his right hand, increased the power of the Golden Body Technique in his right hand, and struck the fist of the black-robed demon cultivator with a grimace mask.

bump!

"what!"

With a loud noise, accompanied by fractures and screams, the fist of the black-robed demon cultivator with a grimace mask was shattered,

The bones of his right arm protruded a foot long from the flesh of his shoulder, and his entire right arm was useless.

"How can this be!"

The face of the ghostly masked demon cultivator was full of shock and disbelief.

After transforming into a demon form, his body is comparable to a low-grade magic weapon.

Even if a great monk in the early stage of the Golden elixir holds a low-grade magic weapon, it is impossible to break his defense. The most it can do is to kick him away and fly him who knows how far away.

Not only was he shocked, but Guo Feilong was also shocked. He originally thought that he would save the auspicious clouds concentrated on his right hand.

The most he could do was to upgrade his right hand to the level of a top-grade magic weapon, but he never thought that he would actually upgrade his right hand's Golden Body Technique to the level of a top-grade magic weapon.

There is a huge gap between the hardness of top-grade magic weapons and the hardness of low-grade magic weapons.

What's more, both of them are physically comparable to magic weapons, but they are not real magic weapons.

Even if a real magic weapon does not have the support of magic power, it is still as hard as a magic weapon.

As for Guo Feilong and the black-robed demon cultivator with the grimace mask, they both relied on their magic power to strengthen their bodies to the level of magic weapons. Basically, they were still physical bodies.

The punch just now, Guo Feilong's top-level magic weapon fist, directly dispersed the magic power on the opponent's demon-transformed fist, and directly caused the local fist to explode.

The result of their fight also shocked the other four people.

Zhou Qiang and Xu Liang had shock and disbelief on their faces, and at the same time huge fear and panic arose in their hearts.

Sisters Wu Xuemeng and Wu Yuqing were shocked and filled with joy at the same time. They used all kinds of magical powers to greet the two demon cultivators.

Although it can't break the demon cultivator's defense, it can contain them so that they can't help the ghost-faced black-robed demon cultivator.

At this moment, the black-robed demonic cultivator with a ghostly face opened a hole in the large array of light curtains.

Once the demon cultivator's body cannot withstand the opponent's attack, other methods are useless. The only way to escape is to run away.

"I want to run! There is no door!"

Guo Feilong grabbed a small bronze bell from his storage bag and threw it out.

hum!

The copper bell instantly became bigger, at least dozens of meters tall, trapping him and the black-robed demon cultivator with a grimace mask inside.

This bronze bell is a low-grade magic weapon that can be used to resist enemy attacks or trap enemies. It was bought by Guo Feilong at an auction with fifteen million low-grade spiritual stones.

Dang Dang Dang!

The black-robed demon cultivator with the ghost face mask has used demonic energy to regenerate his right hand. This is the terrifying thing about the demon cultivator.

At this time, the black-robed demon cultivator with a ghost face mask frantically struck the bronze bell, a low-grade defense magic weapon, with both hands, making a deafening buzzing sound.

It's a pity that his physical strength is the same as that of a bronze bell, so it is impossible to break the bronze bell. If he is given more time, he can overturn the bronze bell.

People outside could not see what was going on inside the bell. Guo Feilong used his own magic weapon.

All demonic and yin energy in the world are most afraid of the strongest thunder and lightning.

The humanoid natal magic weapon possesses the power of thunder and lightning. It is the strongest thunder and lightning in the world. A thunder and lightning passed through the small palm.

With a bang, the black-robed demon cultivator with a ghost face mask was blown to pieces by the power of thunder and calamity, leaving no bones left.

Guo Feilong knew that the power of thunder and lightning was extremely powerful against demonic cultivators, but he did not expect it to be so powerful.

A demon cultivator whose body was comparable to a low-grade magic weapon was killed by the power of a thunderstorm.

It's a pity that the power of thunder and calamity can only be released through the natal magic weapon.

It would be great if he could directly release the power of Thunder Tribulation.

He held the black-robed demon cultivator's storage bag around his waist.

hum!

A mana hit the bronze bell.

The next moment, the bronze bell shrank to the size of a palm and was held in his hand.

He insisted on Wu Xuemeng's side and threw the bronze bell weapon over Zhou Qiang's head.

hum~

The bronze bell grew dozens of meters in size and fell to the ground.

Lock him and Zhou Qiang inside.

The humanoid natal magic weapon came out from the Baihui Point on the top of Guo Feilong's head, and the power of thunder passed through the palm of his hand, blasting Zhou Qiang, who was in the Dzogchen realm in the later stage of foundation building, into pieces, leaving no bones left.

Guo Feilong put away Zhou Qiang's storage bag, put away the bronze bell, and flew towards Xu Liang who was fighting Wu Yumeng.

Demon cultivator Xu Liang did not want to follow in the footsteps of his two companions, so he immediately begged for mercy: "Guo Daoyou, please..."

Before the word "fate" could be spoken, the bronze bell instrument held him and Guo Feilong inside.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, please spare my life." Demon cultivator Xu Liang begged for mercy again, "I am willing to give you all the treasures."

Guo Feilong said: "If I kill you, your things will also belong to me."

While speaking, the humanoid natal magic weapon flew out from his Baihui point, and when he raised his hand, a bolt of lightning struck him.

Demon cultivator Xu Liang quickly dodged, trying to avoid the lightning attack.

However, the demonic energy on his body was like a locator, and Lei Jie followed him around the corner to catch up.

With a bang, the last demon cultivator, Xu Liang, was blown to pieces by the power of thunder and lightning, leaving no bones left.

After taking Xu Liang's storage bag in his hand and hanging it off his waist, Guo Feilong put away the low-grade magic weapon bronze bell, stuffed it into the storage bag, and turned to look at the two sisters Wu Xuemeng and Wu Yumeng.

The two sisters' hearts suddenly tightened, and they were a little afraid that Guo Feilong would kill them both.

The three demon cultivators who had transformed into demons and had reached the Dzogchen realm in the later stages of foundation building were all killed by him in a short period of time.

The two sisters are not even as good as demon cultivators. If Guo Feilong kills them, they will definitely not survive or escape.

"Don't be nervous, you two. You've been kind to me these days, and you even gave me a pharmacopoeia recording spiritual herbs and elixirs. We are friends, not enemies, and I will never do anything to my friends."

After Guo Feilong said this, he pointed to the storage bags and spirit beast bags of the foundation-building monks that had been put into the magic weapon bottles by the three demon cultivators but fell on the ground and said: "These, the three of us It’s an average score.”

The two sisters, Wu Xuemeng and Wu Yumeng, quickly refused, "We sisters didn't do much to kill the three demon cultivators. It was all down to Fellow Daoist Guo, so we didn't divide the storage bags."

It was impossible for Guo Feilong to insist on dividing the money if others refused, so he simply collected all the dozen storage bags on the ground without being polite.

The spiritual herbs and elixirs they picked and the ores they dug in the small world of the fourth-grade cave for two months were all in these storage bags.

What makes Guo Feilong most happy is that there are several Foundation Establishment Stage monks who have spirit beasts that are comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although they are not bird spirit beasts, they are still Foundation Establishment Stage spirit beasts, which are difficult to buy with spirit stones.

"Two fellow Taoists, let's say goodbye. If we meet again in the future, I will be the host and treat the two fellow Taoists to dinner." The white clouds rose under Guo Feilong's feet, and he was about to separate from the two of them.

However, Wu Yumeng, the younger sister of the two sisters, suddenly said: "Fellow Daoist Guo, wait a moment."

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