Plural Apostles

As soon as she stood firmly, the girl saw that Fu Hua had arrived in front of her, and then felt her whole body loosen... This familiar feeling again.

Boom-! !

Tsk tsk, how miserable, girl, how long can you hold on?

Siegfried glanced at it casually, and continued to invite the next monk. He was absolutely assured of Fu Hua's work. How many spirit stones were needed to bear the hardships? Where in the world is it easy?Even if it was luck, it was obvious that the monks they bumped into were not very lucky.

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In a sect on a certain mountain, more than a dozen monks who were maintaining the mountain guard formation through the eyes of the formation collectively vomited blood, and at the same time something fell from above and smashed heavily into the building.

Amidst the roaring earthquake, smoke and dust swept across, and buildings shook and collapsed under the tremendous force.

A cross was inserted obliquely into a depression in the ground, surrounded by dilapidated buildings and fallen monks, and several monks who were still able to move looked at the girl who stepped on the cross and pulled out two strange weapons: "Fellow Daoist Why did you become an enemy of my Mingfeng Sect? Your Excellency did not kill anyone, did my Mingfeng Sect offend fellow daoists somewhere? Please tell me, fellow daoists!"

"For the enemy?"

Karen turned the two guns in her hand, her figure flashed, and a monk who was still standing was kicked away with a touch. The monk flew thousands of meters away in the turbulent air waves, and fell into a deep place covered with spider webs. In the cracked mountain wall: "I am stronger than you, is this reason enough?!"

Several monks looked at each other in astonishment, and they didn't want to kill anyone, but this kind of reason for being an enemy... using the monk's life to practice some kind of magic way?

"I'll fight with you!"

The monks used all kinds of spells and spiritual weapons in grief and anger, and the whole ruins became extremely lively all of a sudden. A monk at the Jindan stage was thrown on the earth like a small self-propelled nuclear bomb, but the battle is not just to see how much damage it can cause. Environmental damage.

"Come!"

Kallen let out a low cry, and raised her hand. Behind her, a silver-white cross popped out and wrapped it around her left wrist. The scorpion tail whip danced with the wind. She swung her left hand vigorously, and the cross that was stuck in the ground flew away with a roar. Go, follow her power and sweep directly within a range of more than ten meters in front of her, and directly swing away the spiritual weapons and spells one by one.

The violent wind pressure formed by the dancing cross swept across the surrounding ruins. Seeing that the attack was ineffective, several monks prepared to launch the next attack.

"go!!"

The strong wind pressure that was about to form a whirlwind suddenly disintegrated, and a chain-wrapped manipulative cross fell directly from above like a giant axe, tearing away layers of wind pressure, and the Nascent Soul stage monk with the highest cultivation could barely see the trajectory, but it was unstoppable The falling cross gave him no chance to dodge.

Click -!The cross instantly destroys the aura of body protection.

The ground suddenly left a series of canyon-like lines, and the cross hit the Nascent Soul cultivator and went down the broken mountain peak.

Kallen, who had loosened the chain, rushed towards the remaining monks, and ended the battle with three strikes and five divisions.

It was a mess, and the hills on the edge of the crack were crumbling. Karen put away the cross and the double guns, and tied the comatose and seriously injured monks with the chains extended from the cross. Chains, after all, are imperial crafts.

Dragging a group of monks down the crumbling hill, Kallen came to the village at the foot of the mountain, and looked with satisfaction at the mortals who had packed their luggage and prepared to migrate very skillfully. A tightly bound monk.

"More than 5 mortals, [-] monks of different realms... Well, it seems that I have to go back."

After being happy, Kallen felt a bit of a headache, especially the tens of thousands of mortals in front of her. It has been a day or two since she came out. Although she is efficient in action, she started to pick things up in the surrounding sects after she left the Tianxin Sect. But these mortals seriously slowed down her pace... After all, these mortals were tens of thousands of mortals, and it was extremely inconvenient to eat, drink, and scatter along the way, although these mortals were super conscious and did not do other messy things.

"Chang Xian, you can take us away with a storage bag, it's been a long way, it's too messy." An old man said with a sad face, "Chang Xian, you came out to rob people, and you didn't have the tools to rob people." Is it? There are too many people here now, if we continue to walk all the way, let alone the noise, the dry food we brought will not be able to hold on, Immortal Elder!"

The corner of Kallen's mouth twitched, and she gave up talking about human rights to these people. She sighed helplessly, and took out a few storage bags collected from the monks before. After all, it is impossible for a mortal to walk against the wind like a monk, and go to the ends of the world at will.

There is an environment in the storage belt for ordinary people to live in. There is food, land, houses, and ordinary clothes of various sizes, models, and styles for men and women. Although the internal ecological environment cannot be cycled forever, it needs regular internal intervention and external resources. Transport, but it is enough to transport mortals, a better storage bag can transport [-] mortals.

She doesn't really want to use this kind of thing that goes against her ideas, but it can't be used now...

"Forget it, let's take these mortals back and settle down quickly. In addition, there are these monks... If there is a problem with killing, let's leave it alone and leave it to Siegfried. He must have a solution."

Karen Siegfried is still full of confidence, except for Siegfried's daily cheating.

Ps:

Chapter 510 Eighth Group Commonality, Individual Level

"Five thousand monks, of which 560 seven monks couldn't bear the pain of eating buns in exchange for spirit stones, and chose to give up cultivating immortals and become a mortal. They were all in the Qi refining period and foundation building period, and 27 monks failed to survive the blow of the flashy classmates Give up, more than 700 monks gave up in exchange for spirit stones, and practiced by themselves..."

In the hall, Bronya sorted out the test results, sat on the reloading bunny expressionlessly and said: "Depending on the follow-up situation, some may be able to persevere, some may choose to practice by themselves, and some may I will give up the path of cultivating and becoming an immortal."

"Well, the result is not bad, it seems that this trick is quite effective." Siegfried patted the dejected Qiyana on the shoulder with admiration, "Qiana, you are really amazing, Being able to use buns to cut off the determination of some monks to pursue the immortal way can be called a monk killer! Although there is no blood and life, but Zhu Xin is invincible!"

Qiyana rolled her eyes weakly, and slapped Siegfried's hand away: "Go away, you... I didn't expect to ask me to make buns like this. You must have known before that the food I made was terrible, right?"

"of course I know."

Siegfried's answer as a matter of course made Qiyana feel aggrieved for a while, she already knew... Ahhhh!Could it be that my craftsmanship is really that bad? !I thought it was Siegfried who wanted to eat steamed stuffed buns, but the food he made was for those monks to eat, and seeing the appearance of those monks and his own experience, how could steamed stuffed buns be so unpalatable?

"...I'll go to Mei to learn how to cook later. You must have taught me how to make unpalatable buns on purpose." Kiyana curled her lips, guessed and found out the reason based on Siegfried's cheating behavior, and she asked Siegfried rolled his eyes, and then said confidently, "Mei will definitely not lie to me! Hehe, I will definitely be able to make very delicious things in the future!"

Siegfried patted Kiana on the shoulder, with a look in his eyes that she couldn't quite understand... Sympathy?expect?watching a play?

"Come on! I believe you can improve to the next level! But you still have to keep making buns."

"I still have to do it..." Qiyana's expression was a little subtle, watching the scene of the monk eating her own buns as if she was poisoned was a blow to her as a chef, "directly let those who want Lingshi Wouldn’t it be enough to get beaten up by the monitor? Why do I have to make buns…”

"Having a choice is easier to accept than having no choice, because people really want to take the initiative, or need the initiative, even if it is an extremely small initiative." Bronya tapped on the holographic projection and said expressionlessly, "There is a price to pay for convenience... Siegfried's move is very effective. The monks themselves are a loose group with indifferent feelings and pursuit of immortality. However, under external pressure, these monks will show a different side. .”

Qiyana tilted her head and thought about those monks: "That's true, some monks want a lot of spiritual energy, but they say they don't want it after eating the first bun, and some monks insist on eating several buns in a row... But Is there any point besides explaining that some monks are more capable and unpalatable?"

Unpalatable?Do you really think that your steamed stuffed buns are just unpalatable in your understanding?

Bronya silently glanced at the unconscious murderer, and explained: "Possessing the spirit of perceiving heaven and earth, that is, the talent of cultivating immortals, indifferent feelings, and pursuing immortality, all monks will have these commonalities, because they can practice and must Cultivation, in this way, will gradually be isolated from ordinary people and form a special group, but under our external interference, these monks will begin to show their own differences. Give up without this pain, some will give up Lingshi and rely on themselves..."

"But what's the point?" Kiyana scratched her hair in confusion, "Cultivators do exist after all..."

"Of course it makes sense." Baili Yaomeng, who had been drinking tea in silence, put down her teacup and stared at Siegfried, "With this kind of pain, the number of monks will be greatly reduced. It's not just talent that can determine mortals. The boundary with monks, but now the scale is too small after all, do I need to directly pick a few big sects in the Central Plains? There are tens of thousands of monks in those sects..."