The white-faced man looked very young, but this spiritual power cultivation was the most top-notch among all of them, and he was actually the peak of the Saint King Realm, and any rank.

The rest of the people were also cultivators in the early stage of the Holy King, and so many servants followed, and they couldn't help but look at it.

If he remembered correctly, that Immortal Heaven gave him a token to collect five hundred Saint King's Souls.

Although he didn't know what the use of this life soul was, and whether it would harm the monks, he would not be merciful to these holy kings who dared to take advantage of the fire to rob and want to offend him.

Ren just glanced at this flying boat, and continued to absorb the aura by himself, as if he couldn't be distracted.

The rest of the juniors sat cross-legged in the void, but their expressions were painful.

They are different from any other lightheartedness, and they really have no time to care about anything else at the moment.

The white-faced man at the head doesn't seem to attach much importance to such a wave of spiritual power, because their cultivation is no longer spiritual power, but chance, and no one can say clearly, when they will be able to transcend the Holy King Realm and become a creator god who dominates the fate of all beings.

What he was more curious about was the glowing ball of light.

Summoning a subordinate, he just said lightly: "Do you see that ball of light? ”

These subordinates have nothing to do, "Master, you just see, let's go." ”

These dozen or so people took a small flying boat and headed directly towards the ball of light.

One eye opened, but it was casually skimmed, and then it continued to be closed, not to stop them.

"Oops~~~Mother~~~ My eyes!"

None of the dozen or so people were spared, and all of them rolled off the boat.

Their eyes were closed, their expressions were painful, and they seemed to have suffered a lot of damage as soon as they looked at them.

At this time, Ren suddenly stood up, and a dodge appeared in the small flying boat.

"Hehe~~ Since you're here, then help out and do a good deed!"

He pierced everyone's thumbs one by one, and lowered their blood on the token, which was the soul of the Holy King.

In just the blink of an eye, he collected more than a dozen life souls, and the tokens that were originally a little pitch black, with the addition of life souls, became a little heavy, and even a little yellow.

The people on the boat were unaware of this, only that their thumb hurt a little, and they couldn't see what was wrong.

They couldn't even sense that someone had come up to the flying boat.

After all, there are high and low levels of spiritual cultivation, and whatever they do is just like a breeze and a bright moon for them.

After doing this, Ren quickly left the flying boat and continued his previous behavior of absorbing aura.

His speed was too fast, and the distance was a little far, and the people on the big flying boat were stunned and didn't notice it.

The white-faced man waited for a long time and didn't see his subordinates come back, and urged the second wave of people a little impatiently, "You go and see the situation for me, if those people are slacking off, give me evidence, I want to serve the family law." ”

As soon as the second wave of minions heard the family law service, sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they trembled, and they didn't dare to slack off, so they went to check non-stop.

Their fate was no better than that of the first wave of minions, and they rolled on the ground at the slightest pain in their eyes.

The voice couldn't travel far in the void, but it was cheaper than any.

"Hehe~~" He was like a lewd gatherer, and he reorganized this second wave of people one by one.

"Alas~~ There are still four hundred and seventy-eight left, and the number of Saint Kings on the big flying boat is enough, you have to find a way to touch it, once and for all!"

Either sat cross-legged in the void, touching his chin and pondering.

The white-faced man here waited and waited, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Retreat, retreat, there's danger ahead!" he yelled in a bit of frustration.

However, their flying boat is a giant, and even if there are no obstacles in this void, it will take some time to turn around.

Without waiting for the huge flying boat to turn around, any of the already evil envoys summoned the ball of light and slowly moved towards the wave of people.

The intense white light, getting closer and closer, obviously had a huge spiritual power landslide and tsunami-like impact, which was a good thing, but everyone's hearts were inexplicably beating very hard, which was a danger signal.

The perception of the Saint King powerhouse is that this thing that seems to be a treasure is also extremely destructive and lethal, and it is not something they can easily peep at.

The energy in the ball of light is constantly being output, and even after such a long time, it does not stop.

On the contrary, because of this group of people as an outlet for the aura, the situation of the dozen or so senior brothers over there was better.

The second senior brother was the first to come to his senses, and looked at Ren in a bit of confusion, "Senior brother, I'...... I feel like I'm going to make the cut, what should I do?"

The rest of the senior brothers also woke up one after another, and each of them was in a state of joy and inexplicability, and they were about to be promoted.

It's only been a cup of tea, and their cultivation level has risen in a straight line.

It's fast, it's too fast, it's too fast to be true.

Hug the thighs of the elder brother, don't they all need to work hard?

Everyone burst into tears, and they almost sang a song, only the senior brother is good in the world, and the senior brother himself is like a treasure.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the thunder tribulation that everyone had advanced to came as promised, so fast that it was so dazzling and spectacular, and the entire void was covered with sizzling thunder grids, which had become a forbidden area for life, and no one dared to indiscriminately break in.

Of course, no one would be so stupid.

The people on the huge flying boat wailed, even the most powerful white-faced man, and he couldn't withstand the irradiation of this ball of light.

He had the foresight to shield his eyes with his robe, as if he didn't dare to look at the ball of light.

But who would have predicted that the ball of light could penetrate the human body and reach the sea of spiritual consciousness of the monk.

There, how could the monk hide?

Whoever doesn't sympathize with anyone, just reaps his own booty.

The 500 saint souls that were said to be good will be achieved no matter what.

One of the flashes got on the huge flying boat, and when he harvested the thumbs of all the servants of the Holy King, he found that the token that stored the soul had become golden in color, with a holy halo, indescribable mystery.

It's just that the halo is still missing the last horn, and he hasn't attained the Great Perfection, that is, he is still short of the last Saint King Soul Soul.

His eyes fell on the unlucky white-faced man, and he slowly stepped forward, intending to poke the other party's thumb as he could.

"Hmph, who are you, what do you want to do?"

The other party didn't seem to be powerless, but just rolled over on its side, dodged any grabbing, and shot at it.

It's just that in a hurry, his eyesight is inconvenient, and his aura is disordered and he doesn't listen to the call, so this trick hits the servant on the side.

The servant didn't know the situation, and immediately let out a pig killing scream, and punched people indiscriminately, and for a while the servants around him were in a mess, and no one knew who was beaten, so he only beat people indiscriminately.

"You don't care who I am, I don't want to know who you are, you just need to know one thing, whether you want to or not, you have to give me a thumbs up today. ”

Anyone will not let him go because of his non-cooperation, as the so-called taking advantage of his illness to ask him to seal, but not to die, as for being so frightened?

He thought funny, he was not slow at all, he was steady and ruthless, even as a monk of the same rank, the white-faced man was finally succeeded by any of them and contributed his life and soul.

When the halo was finally consummated, the original golden token changed its normal and became pitch black, and a skull mark appeared on it.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, it gave any one a sense of foreboding.

Before he could think about it, a black hole suddenly appeared in the void, and a black bone claw fell from the sky and grabbed the token in his hand.

"Hmph, do you want to pluck the fruits of victory? It's not that easy. ”

With a flick of the wrist, the token was gone.

A man's angry voice came from the black hole, "What's going on?

"Stygian, do you want to know?

Who but him would know he had this thing on him.

"Hmph, what about meeting, can I still be afraid of you?"

The black hole was broken, and this time it was either a withered claw flying out, or the Stygian with five hundred saints appearing in this void.

"Bring me the tokens! Thank you for completing this task for me in such a short period of time. ”

The attitude of the underworld changed from the previous modesty and kindness, and became a little aggressive.

Ren said sarcastically: "If my guess is right, your momentum comes from the five hundred Saint Kings behind you!"

Once you gain power, you change your face, such a world is disgusting.

I just don't know how he managed to make these people submit to him, and I'm curious about any of them.

"There is no comment on this, hand over the token, I can spare you from dying. ”

Stygian put his hands in the sleeve cage, but he looked very natural.

"Alas~~~"

Anyone who is a little tired of this kind of world, and everyone takes forcible seizure for granted, which is not normal.

At least, when begging in the Lingyin Continent, he is as humble as him, and he can still meet well-wishers from time to time to help, otherwise, a seven-year-old child wanders outside, and he doesn't know how long he has been dead.

There are good people and bad people in the world, because there are two sides to the human heart, different environments, different moods, whether it is good or bad depends on the actions of the moment, not only the evil side!

Since leaving the small world of Bodhi, I have met such wicked people along the way, and I can't help but have the idea of wanting to divide the good in the Bodhi world a little bit, such a world is normal.

He subconsciously didn't let the Stygian get the token as he wished, not because of the evil of the Stygian, but because the token made him receive a lot of goods at the moment when he completed the collection.

If Hetian hadn't taken advantage of the situation in the first place, he would have sent it back to him according to the agreement.

Now, that's where the capable live.

"Shentian, if you want, come and get it, I'll wait for you!"

After speaking, he dodged and ran into the thunder tribulation of his junior disciples.

That earth-shattering minefield is not over yet, after all, it is the God King Tribulation of more than ten monks.

No, as their cultivation continued to climb, at this moment, they were already crossing the Holy King Tribulation.

It is still difficult for one person, and more than ten people cross the catastrophe together, which ordinary people dare not imagine at all.

Of course, no one dares to easily step into the minefield, and under the power of heaven, not everyone can bear it.

Even if the Immortal Heaven was at the peak of the Saint King, he didn't dare to say that he could enter it, and he could enter it as easily and comfortably as any.

"Cunning little bastard, you have the ability to wait until the thunderstorm is over, and you don't come out. ”

He ordered to the five hundred holy kings behind him, "Surround this place for me, I want him to have wings and can't fly." ”

As soon as he finished giving the order, he saw that the ball of light in the void suddenly went out, and then there was no trace of him, and he didn't know where to go.

And the hundreds of Saint Kings on the huge flying boat were also safe and sound and returned to normal.

"Ahhh!!h

Not only one person has such anger, but everyone on a flying boat has such resonance.

Hundreds of saints shouted, and their voices were so great that the void trembled, and if the timid monk passed by, he was afraid that he would not be shocked to death.

"Hmph, monk, get out of the way, don't get in our way. ”

But it was a white-faced man who said this.

He knew that any one was a hard stubble, and he had suffered a loss just now, and his hatred was nowhere to vent.

Moreover, there are too many people brought by the underworld, and blocking this void road for a long time makes him a little unhappy, so naturally he will not give a good face.

The underworld has always been high, who is not a treasure anymore, when was it called and drunk like this.

"Where did the wild dogs come from, they themselves stood in the way of others, and they didn't know how to give way, just forget it, and they were still barking there. ”

The foundation of the underworld is very sufficient, they are evenly matched with each other, the number of people, and the cultivation are all about the same, so why should he look at anyone's face.

"You~ You dare to speak like this, you are dead, heaven and earth, no one can save you. ”

The white-faced man viciously ordered his servant, "Everyone listen to the order, behead that self-righteous fellow, and I want him to be a human stick to atone for his sins." ”

The five hundred servants did not dare to slack off, but did as they were told.

Here, Shentian was not to be outdone, and said lightly to the five hundred monks behind him: "You all listen to me, not a single monk on the other side will be left, all of them will be slaughtered for me, if anyone dares to miss one, I will kill you and make up for it." ”

The Underworld did not let these five hundred monks recognize the Lord, the methods he used were very subtle, even if those monks didn't like it anymore, no matter how much they hated, they couldn't help but listen to the words of the Underworld, otherwise they would feel that their vitality was getting lower and lower, to the point of looking at it for ten thousand years.

Just imagine, a monk's vitality is gone in an instant, and he will be finished directly, so what is there to play.

The two sides are tense, and they are ready to fight.

When one of them couldn't help but itch in his throat and coughed slightly, it was like a signal that ignited the flames of war in an instant.

There is life and death here, but in that minefield, he takes his juniors and disciples to watch the big show leisurely, and from time to time he also comments on who is more bullish.

"Look, in the team on the flying boat, there is a man in red who is pointing at the orchid, which is strange and beautiful, just like a big opera. ”

"Hey, I also found an interesting one here, look at the guy in the gray robe, this guy is a soy sauce player, he hides in the crowd and doesn't make any effort, just watch the excitement. ”

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