Green Snake: Sister, I want this Xu Xian

Whether it is Jindan or ghost generals in Nascent Soul Realm, they are rarely his all-in-one enemy.

What's more, he also summoned the two golden elixir Dzogchen talismans of Dynasty Mahan, and formed a triangular formation with him, advancing crazily among the endless ghosts.

The old man Ziyun Longwangshen, although it is a wax gun head that looks fancy but not useful.

But no matter where the realm of the god transformation stage is, it is rare to meet opponents.

Needless to say, Lu Dongbin and Kui Ye are two magic weapons.

Painless and fearless, the powerful strength of Jindan in the later stage made their lethality extremely amazing.

Wang Daoling has been cultivating in the seed space, and at this time he is already the golden elixir Dzogchen,

But, still cowardly.

Seeing waves of ghosts rushing forward one after another, I was so frightened that my legs trembled and pattered.

In the end, driven by a strong survival instinct, it broke out.

He threw out copper coins one after another, and those copper coins shone brightly like lanterns.

One copper coin is divided into two, two is divided into four, four is divided into eight...

The more points the more points.

Until the sky is densely packed with copper coins.

Then it fell down clangingly, smashing the ghosts to ashes and smoke.

A true interpretation of what it means to smash people with money.

The heroic courage of the God of Wealth is undoubtedly revealed.

Moreover, Wang Daoling's copper coins can also absorb the weapons in the hands of those ghost soldiers and ghost generals.

Ghost soldiers and ghost generals without weapons are like ferocious beasts without minions, ready to be slaughtered.

The two rabbits, Hu Meiniang and Cai Yin, have been cultivating in the seed space for a period of time, and their cultivation has improved.

But it is obvious that he has rarely fought before, and his combat experience is almost zero.

Without the protection of Ziyun Dragon King Ginseng, he would have been swallowed alive by countless ghosts long ago.

What surprised Xu Xian the most was the little white cat hatched by the family hen.

When the little guy saw the densely packed ghost soldiers and generals, he was as excited as if his mother had been bloodied.

"Meow--

Roar!"

After a soft, coquettish meow, there was an earth-shattering roar of a tiger like thunder on the ground.

Immediately, her head was ten feet long, with snow-white hair and red eyes.

Four hooves lit a fire, and a tiger with wisps of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

The gods are majestic and evil.

Seeing this scene, Xu Xian realized that this little cat was really a tiger.

The roar of the tiger immediately made countless ghost soldiers and generals terrified, as if they had encountered the most terrifying existence.

The white tiger leaped fiercely into the formation of ghost soldiers, threw one down and swallowed it in one gulp.

The blocker is easy!

Xu Xian really didn't expect that the little guy would be so fierce under the fake tiger's prestige.

It suddenly occurred to me that the prison in the prison white tiger refers to hell?

The white tiger, the beast that suppresses the prison, is born to be the nemesis of the creatures in the hell world?

The prison-suppressing white tiger that has only just established the foundation is so vigorous. When it fully grows, will the ghost emperor, ghosts and gods be swallowed by it?

"Boy, do you dare to be distracted from fighting this king?"

King Chou shouted loudly, pulling Xu Xian back from his thoughts.

074, no sword intent

Xu Xian shook his head helplessly.

"I'm distracted and you can live a little longer. If I shot with all my strength, you would have been wiped out long ago."

"Blowing air!"

How can Qiu Wang believe it?

"In that case, I'll send you on your way."

As Xu Xian said, the mana of Sanqing Guiyuan, which had gone through 38 transformations, was surging wildly, and its momentum was rising steadily.

He really didn't try his best just now.

King Chou's strength at this time is only comparable to that of King Jinbo Dharma back then.

However, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King is his own strength, and his body is of the blood of a demigod.

At this time, King Qiu is borrowing power, and he is just an ordinary ghost.

There is a lot of moisture.

The current Xu Xian is also not what it used to be, and is several times stronger.

Just now, for the sake of Qiu Wang's strength, I wanted to sharpen the way of sword with him, so I didn't try my best.

At this time, he broke out with all his strength and his momentum soared, King Qiu immediately felt the terrifying pressure.

suddenly,

A black and white gossip disk appeared above King Qiu's head.

Phantoms of mountains and rivers manifested from the gossip plate, and then suppressed towards King Qiu.

King Chou's body could not move for an instant, and the circulation of mana also became extremely slow.

"This is the best innate spirit treasure?

No, even stronger! "

Qiu Wang screamed again and again.

He really didn't expect that the kid in front of him actually had such a treasure.

The whole body was full of ghost energy, frantically urging mana to break free from the restraints, but it was impossible for a while.

at this time.

Xu Xian, who was on the opposite side, grabbed his hand in the void,

Wisps and strands of sword intent and aura continued to gather, and finally formed a dazzling sword pill in his palm.

The sword intent and sword energy in the sword pill are extremely condensed and compressed, and there are traces of deep purple sky punishment thunder mixed in it!

Xu Xian pushed forward slowly.

The sword pellet then slammed into Qiu Wang's body.

follow-

boom!

a bang,

The Chou Wang completely dissipated and became invisible...

The power of the sword pill explosion was too terrifying, the aftermath swept down, and pieces of ghost soldiers and ghost generals fell down again.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao and the others were still fighting hard, Xu Xian immediately shouted:

"Back away quickly!"

Immediately holding the peach wood sword of the Nine Tribulations Yang God, the powerful mana surged, and displayed the Hunyuan Wuji Sword Art.

boom!

boom!

boom!

......

One after another, hundreds of feet long, the brilliant sword energy gushed out one after another, crashing into the city below.

The ground shook for a while, and the sky and the earth were dark.

The entire magnificent city with a radius of hundreds of miles, together with the remaining ghost soldiers and generals, gradually turned into ruins.

Immediately, a system prompt sounded in my mind:

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for killing the eighth-level ghost king of the God Transformation Realm, Zhao Yi, the king of hatred.

Earn rewards:

Daoxing 50 years.

Luck 3000.

Merit 60000.

Supernatural powers: Taotie Dafa. 】

【Ding!Congratulations to the host for completing the task: destroying the underground Qiu Wangfu.

Earn rewards:

Hundred years of Taoism.

200 million merits!

Supreme merit and supernatural powers: no sword intent. 】

Before Xu Xian had time to count the loot, he felt a change in the cosmic seeds in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Hastily released the cosmic seed.

As soon as the cosmic seeds appeared, they immediately greedily devoured the thick ghostly fog around them.

Cosmic seeds can swallow all the power of heaven and earth, and ghost aura and ghost mist are also a kind of power of heaven and earth, so they can be swallowed by it naturally.

Xu Xian felt that a small part of the ghostly mist and ghostly energy swallowed by the seed space was intercepted by the Huangquan Shenmu.

After absorbing the ghostly mist and ghostly aura, Xu Xian clearly felt a sense of satisfaction emanating from the Netherworld Shenmu, and a few sparse leaves trembled slightly, as if they were cheering.

Zhan Zhao and others don't know what the cosmic seed is,

But they all could tell that that thing was devouring the ghost fog and ghost energy in the underground world here.

Moreover, the speed of devouring is extremely terrifying.

Xu Xian was still greedily devoured by the cosmic seeds, and he began to count the spoils of this business.

Killed an unknown number of ghost soldiers and generals, destroyed a Nether Spring, and completed the task.

A total of 400 years of Taoism have been obtained!

One hundred thousand luck!

230 million merits!

A magical power!

A kind of supernatural power!

Sure enough, the stronger the ability, the faster the money will come.

If these things were a year ago, they would have been astronomical figures that were unimaginable.

Just by absorbing more than 300 years of cultivation, Xu Xian broke through from the eighth level of the Nascent Soul to the peak of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, reaching the limit.

You must go through the robbery and be promoted to Huashen before you can continue to absorb it.

Of course, judging from his previous experience of crossing tribulations.