[Cultivation] Asking for a sword

Gu Cheng stood quietly, Zhengyang Sect had already closed the mountain, he finally decided to leave Chu Han at Xuefeng where Jian Sect is located, it is very quiet here, the uncle should like it.

He left Hanshuang behind, and took Luxue with him, even though it had lost most of its aura due to losing its sword master.

Gu Cheng watched the last rays of the setting sun set and the night began to rise. He was getting farther and farther away from Jianzong and Xuefeng, and finally disappeared in the silent darkness.

Outside the Territory, in the Mansion of the Gods, many guards stared at the man with terrified eyes. They could fight bloody battles with more than a dozen Nascent Soul Dao Monarchs with just their physical bodies.

Gu Cheng casually threw a long sword pierced through his shoulder, and directly smashed the dantian of the Daoist Lord who was sneaking up behind him with a backhand punch. At this time, the feedback force and absorbed essence were continuously strengthening his body. He quickly recovered from the previous injuries, and even increased his strength. This is also the root of everyone's fear.

Facing an opponent with extremely strong resilience and improving anytime and anywhere, no one can be at ease. At the same time, they are also wondering why the palace master and those venerables have no response.

Inside the Pantheon.

Yun Yuan frowned: "There are more than 20 Nascent Souls who can't do anything about him?"

Venerable Yan Shu sighed: "Indeed, logically speaking, he has practiced for less than 30 years. How could he be so powerful? Could it be that he is also the reincarnation of some great power?"

Venerable Yu Hui shook his head: "Even if he is not, it is not convenient for us to take action against him. Let alone whether Tianjun Beiling still cares about his old relationship, we may not be able to offend Gu Xi alone!"

Yun Yuan sighed, and looked a little embarrassed. Back then, he hated Gu Xi who had stolen a lot of resources to death. In fact, if he really met him, he would shy away from it.

"What now?"

"Stop him first, no matter what, our Wanshen Palace is also the leading force in the cultivation world, and we must not let him mess around here." The master of Wanshen Palace swept the eyes of all the venerables, and finally fixed on Venerable Minghua body.

"Fellow Daoist Minghua, you go there, it's best to let him stop by himself, otherwise we can't blame us."

Daoist Minghua frowned, and finally nodded helplessly under the eyes of everyone: "I can only try my best."

The seventh one, Gu Cheng sensed his growing power, and he was infinitely close to transforming into a god. This is also the result after he killed seven Taoist monarchs. It is increasing, but he feels more and more handy, less and less injured, so that he can transfer the magic energy of repairing the body to improving his strength.

Gu Cheng's eyes were stained with a layer of blood, and the murderous intent became more and more demonic, but he ignored it, and several dark purple magic lines meandered on the side of his wrist and neck, which became more and more demonic.

When Taoist Minghua saw him, he could hardly believe that the person in front of him was the same Gu Cheng he met a few years ago.

"Gu Daoyou?"

Gu Cheng clenched his right hand, inside was a broken Nascent Soul, while waiting for his strength to increase, he turned his head and looked at Minghua not far away.

The battle stopped temporarily, and many monks were secretly glad to see their Huashen Venerable coming, but looking at the blood-stained man, the chill in their hearts remained.

Venerable Ming Hua sighed, "Can I ask for peace?"

Gu Cheng hooked the corners of his lips at him, the blood on his face could only make his smile extremely ferocious.

"Unless the people of the Pantheon Palace die!"

Venerable Minghua said helplessly: "Not everyone participated in that siege, those innocent people..."

Gu Cheng interrupted him coldly: "I'm not a gentleman, and I don't care about innocence or not. I only know my only Taoist companion. He is dead, and I hate him so much that I want to go crazy!"

Venerable Minghua frowned: "You are possessed by a demon!"

"I don't want to practice Taoism for a long time!" Gu Cheng looked at the blood on his hands, "Life and death are all right, so what does it matter if you become a demon or a fairy?"

"Chu Han wouldn't want to see you do this for him."

"Really?" Gu Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Let him say this himself!"

Ming Hua paused, and didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "I'm offended!"

Seeing him raising his sword to stab, Gu Cheng didn't rush. He raised his palm and slashed the sword horizontally to miss him. His swordsmanship may be mediocre, but he has been with Chu Han for a long time, and he is used to the swordsmanship, so he can deal with it. It is also familiar.

When the two were attacking, it was difficult for the dozens of guards beside them to intervene, and the speed of their moves was so fast that it was even difficult for them to tell who had the upper hand.

Gu Cheng's body turned sharply, punching and palming, the attack was fierce and fierce, but it also carried a bit of the domineering arrogance of the demons. He didn't care whether he was injured or not, he just wanted to control the enemy to death.

This reckless way of fighting made Venerable Minghua quite aggrieved in the fight. He had too many things to worry about, so in desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw and leave temporarily.

Gu Cheng took a look at him, and did not pursue him, but charged into Daoist Yuan Ying and started killing him.

He himself knows very well that he still can't do anything about transforming into a god, so he must seize the time to quickly improve. The area around his heart is getting hotter and hotter, and the power surging in his meridians is getting more and more violent. Gu Cheng almost has an illusion, as if he is using a little force. , the space can be broken.

He suddenly remembered the two hearts of space and the three glazed bone beads given by Daoist Honghua in the past. Without hesitation, Gu Cheng swallowed them all in one go, and manic, almost boiling power surged through his body inside.

He stretched out his hand, quickly condensed a magic light several feet long in his hand, and then slashed down fiercely, the rioting power immediately had an outlet to vent, and it gushed out unscrupulously, and there was a huge explosion in the surrounding space, Tear open several space cracks.

Venerable Minghua's eyes shrank, and he let out a breath with difficulty.

"how is this possible?"

Even if it is a breakthrough before the battle, this is too exaggerated!

Gu Cheng looked very satisfied with the damage he had caused. The blood in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and his expression became more and more tyrannical. The ordinary Nascent Soul could hardly survive even half a move in his hands. There are more and more, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Minghua knew that Gu Cheng in front of him was no longer what he was able to deal with now, and the situation was completely out of control. He stepped back a little, and then immediately contacted other venerables in the Mansion of the Gods.

Yun Yuan was startled, even with his city mansion, he couldn't help exclaiming: "This is impossible!"

"What happened?"

"Minghua failed." The Lord of the Pantheon Palace frowned, "And they are about to lose their hold."

"There... there are nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Dao Lords there, even if it is us, it is not easy to defeat."

Yun Yuan sighed: "Let's go and see together!"

Gu Cheng stood on the ground with a pile of corpses under his feet, and the surrounding blood was soaring to the sky. At the same time, a cold and deep demonic energy covered the surroundings, which could almost condense into real blood and killing intent, rolling and surging around him. This kind of absolute power Strength, so that he wasted a lot of strength to barely control it.

He is very clear that his current situation is very wrong, his heart is almost soaked by endless killing intent, it seems that someone is always yelling at him in his mind, fighting, fighting, blood, filling his mind, Gu Cheng touched Luxue, reluctantly Leave a trace of clarity.

He turned his head and looked at the astonished venerables of the Pantheon Palace.

"We can't let him continue to kill, otherwise it will be a big disaster in the future!" Venerable Yu Hui couldn't help shouting.

The scene in front of me was too terrifying. Those monks who fell to the ground were neither Qi training nor foundation building. Without exception, they were all Nascent Soul monks. This time, so many Taoist monarchs died, even the Pantheon Palace couldn’t bear it. rise.

Yunyuan was so distressed that he was about to die, and at the same time, a trace of fear slowly arose.

He didn't want to think about Gu Xi or Tianjun, he only knew that Gu Cheng must not be allowed to continue to grow, otherwise he would be the next one to fall!

"Kill him. If something happens in the future, my Wanshen Palace can only say that we are doing it for self-protection." Nearly a hundred Taoist monarchs died here. When I came to the door, I couldn't find a reason.

Most of the more than ten venerables present had the same thoughts in their hearts. Only venerable Minghua frowned and said helplessly, "I thought..."

Yan Shu interrupted him forcefully: "Minghua, don't think that no one knows about the fact that you helped Chu Han leave in private. It's just that we didn't argue with you. Now it is related to the future of Panshen Mansion. I advise you not to Block it again, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Venerable Ming Hua looked at the other Venerables, none of them refused to look at him, and there was obvious dissatisfaction on his face, he couldn't help but look cold, he originally wanted these people to be careful about Gu Cheng's weird devouring ability , but now, why bother to be passionate.

He said bluntly: "In that case, I have nothing to say."

Gu Cheng watched Venerable Minghua turn and leave without stopping, and then he fixed his eyes on these Venerables from the Pantheon Palace.

"Now, it's your turn!"

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