Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 198 The giant palm of the sky

  Vietnam.

   At this time, the barren and inhabited Linglu Mountains are still as usual.

  Within a radius of thousands of miles, there is a layer of faint miasma.

  Suddenly.

  A spiritual light came from afar.

  The aura suddenly paused and stayed over the Linglu Mountains.

  Gong Zhiyang took a look, and Xu Shi beside him said flatly:

   "But here!"

   Heard the words.

   "Report to Master, this is exactly here!"

  Xu Shi hurriedly replied.

   Immediately.

  A vast spiritual consciousness spread from Gong Zhiyang's body.

  In an instant, the formation under the ground, in front of the vast spiritual consciousness, directly penetrated into the formation as if it were nothing.

  The huge space at the bottom of the mountain emerged in Gong Zhiyang's heart.

   A moment later.

  Gongsun Yang's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly:

   "Sure enough, it's you!"

   "I didn't expect you to hide here!"

at the same time.

  In the underground space, in the palace at the center, sat cross-legged a monk in a hooded black robe and a bloodstained mask on his cheek.

  Inducting the vast spiritual consciousness, he knew that this place was exposed, and the person who came was still a Yuanying Zhenjun.

   See here.

  Although he didn't know which ancestor it was, he didn't hesitate, and turned into a **** light, fleeing outside.

   Gong Zhiyang, who was standing in the void, saw a ray of blood escape, and said coldly:

   "Can you run away?"

   My mind moved.

  An invisible wave spread out in an instant.

in a blink.

   Then shrouded that blood light.

  In an instant, time seemed to have stopped. The **** light stayed in place, but it still kept rushing forward, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the **** light.

  I saw that Gong Zhiyang stretched out his hand, and a golden storage bag shot out and fell into his hand.

  A tyrannical divine sense instantly destroyed the original owner's divine sense imprint.

  Less pour.

  Gong Zhiyang frowned, stretched out his hand to shake, and the figure was captured in front of him in the blink of an eye.

  Wearing a hooded black robe and a blood-striped mask, the head of the Xuelianmen, the sect master, cast a resentful glance at Gong Zhiyang and the traitor Xu Shi.

   Immediately.

  Blood Refining Sect, the head of the sect, turned his eyes away, no longer paying attention to the traitor Xu Shi, showing an extremely unwilling expression, and cursed:

   "Old thief Gongzhi, you sacrifice blood to my 362 blood-related monks on Qingya Island, countless clansmen!"

   "Today, even if I die here, you will never find Xue Linglong!"

   Talking about the Blood Refining Gate, in the dantian of the gate master, the blood crow-like pattern on the surface of the golden core became more and more red.

  The golden pill exuded a **** halo, like a pill about to explode.

  Gong Zhiyang felt the changes in the opponent's breath and spiritual pressure.

  He snorted coldly and said:

   "If you want to blow yourself up in front of this seat, you are not qualified!"

   As Gong Zhiyang said, a stream of crystal-clear mana shot out from his fingertips, sinking into the opponent's body.

   "If you want to die, hand over Xue Linglong first."

   "Otherwise, the Blood Fiend Sect has plenty of tricks, let you explain clearly, you should understand very well!"

   "Old man, do you really think I have nothing to do?"

  Xue Lianmen, the head of the sect, glanced at Gong Zhiyang resentfully, and said:

   "Explosion!"

  I saw a talisman shining in the skirt of the clothes, instantly connecting the golden core in the body.

   "Boom!"

  After a loud noise.

  There is no trace of the Blood Refining Sect or the Sect Master here.

   In front of Gong Zhiyang, there was a layer of crystal clear mana light curtain.

   Not only did Gong Zhiyang not suffer any injuries, even Xu Shi's robes were not disheveled.

  But a trace of anger flashed in Gong Zhiyang's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, but his expression was still as calm as stagnant water.

   Immediately.

  His vast spiritual consciousness spread out, and he searched carefully in the Linglu Mountains.

   After a long time. Nothing.

  I saw that Gong Zhiyang stretched out his hand and slapped it forward, and the aura swept over and instantly turned into a giant palm, and the texture on his palm was clearly visible.

   "Boom!"

  The mountain in front of me was photographed as a gigantic pit thousands of feet in size, but its depth was unfathomable, and only a dark part could be seen.

  At the bottom of the mountain, there were many blood cultivators in the underground space.

  At this time, they all turned into **** of meat foam, mixed with the soil, and buried deep in the ground, leaving no one alive.

   See here.

  Xu Shi was horrified, he didn't expect his new master to have such awe-inspiring power.

   Regarding the many colleagues of the Blood Refining Sect, he didn't feel any heartache.

  He joined the Blood Refining Sect. He was coerced before, and then it was just a matter of going with the flow.

  So, Xu Shi didn't have the slightest feeling for the Blood Refining Sect.

   Immediately.

  Gong Zhiyang waved his hand and released a flash of spiritual light, which enveloped Xu Shi.

   Moments later, the two disappeared in the Linglu Mountains.

   It took a full hour before the monks came here.

   Seeing the bottomless giant handprints, they were amazed!

   I don't know who is so high-handed that he has such infinite power.

   Afterwards, many monks had different opinions. Some people speculated that it was the work of the Jindanqi monks.

   Some monks also guessed that it was the trace left by the Venerable of the Transformation Stage.

  Of course, some monks correctly guessed that this was the handprint taken by a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

  What happened here spread quickly.

  A series of sound transmission symbols turned into streams of light, which spread rapidly across the six countries.

   Right now.

  Somewhere, two hundred feet deep underground, Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing quietly.

  Suddenly.

  He seemed to have sensed something, and then he stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and a gleam of crystal light flashed in his eyes.

  Cheng Buzheng reached out and took out the jade talisman that was shining with white light from his arms.

  Spiritual consciousness penetrates.

   Shaoyan.

  Cheng Buzheng stood up directly.

   not long.

  A black and white flowing aura appeared in the secret room.

  The aura dissipated, revealing a monk with a stern face.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng replenished mana for the two puppets again.

   Half a day later.

  Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and put the two puppets away.

   Immediately.

   My mind moved.

  Cheng Buzheng turned into a black and white aura, fleeing upwards.

  A black and white flowing spiritual light shot out of the ground and shot towards the Baiyun Mountains.

   This day.

  A spiritual light flowing in black and white flew from afar.

  Suddenly.

   After a flash of inspiration, Cheng Buzheng changed his mind, took out three small gray bags from his arms, and then wiped the storage bag on his waist.

  I saw that he raised his right hand, and a young monk with a stern face appeared in front of him.

  The stern-faced young man took the storage bag and flew directly to Baiyun City in the distance.

  while Cheng Buzheng continued to fly towards the sect...

  The stern-faced monk entered Baiyun City, sold the last top-grade magic weapon, the Xuanling Scissors, and exchanged it for spirit stones, then went in and out of major elixir shops to buy elixir.

   After going in and out, after spending more than 800 pieces of spirit stones completely, they walked to the ground fire room in Baiyun City.

  At this time, the second-order puppet is enough to refine the first-order elixir, but the second-order elixir 'Qingyun Dan', the puppet still cannot refine it, only the body can refine the second-order elixir.

   It was also Cheng Buzheng who scrapped a batch of elixir and bought it.

  (end of this chapter)