Chapter Forty-Seven: One Punch Kill, Spirit Source

Boom!

The young man of Dog Yuanling pulled out the silver sword on his back, waved a sword light about two zhang long, and attacked Lei Beichen!

"A few brothers, when this person was testing before, he shot at me, although he is a divine body, he only has the ninth layer of the Great Perfection of the Zhuyuan Realm, and he is not much stronger than us alone!" said with a cruel smile on the face of the young man of the Dog Yuan Ling. "Let's work together to kill him, break his divine body, and see how it differs from us!"

The young man of Dog Yuanling is a son of the Zhou family in Yunzhou Hurricane City, named Zhou Zhengfeng.

The cultivation of the late ninth layer of the Zhuyuan Realm was invincible to the young generation in Hurricane City.

The 5 young men who followed him were all leaders in the various cities around Hurricane City, and their cultivation was all at the peak of the ninth layer of the Zhuyuan Realm!

During the test, because of his contempt for Lei Beichen, he didn't notice it for a while, and was caught by Lei Beichen and thrown into the dazzling array, which made him lose face.

However, Zhou Zhengfeng is naturally sensitive to smells.

He remembered the smell of Lei Beichen's body.

When many teenagers and girls entered the Light Gate, he gathered the young heroes of several cities around Hurricane City, and followed closely behind Lei Beichen, but he didn't expect to be teleported to the same place with Lei Beichen!

"What Brother Zhou said is very true! I also want to see how the divine body is different from us!"

"Crack open his stomach and see if there is any divine blood!"

"Divine blood! If we absorb this kid's divine blood, won't we also ......?"

“......”

Hearing Zhou Zhengfeng's bewitchment.

The eyes of the young men who followed him lit up one by one, like beggars seeing a large pile of gold ingots.

Three knives, a sword, a long whip, and a flying knife, each with a fierce aura, greeted Lei Beichen.

In an instant, this pleasant scenery on the prairie was full of murderous atmosphere!

The sword and sword are gorgeous.

Grass clippings, dirt flying.

Lei Beichen unfolded the wind god's legs, and his figure flew like a butterfly in the six attacks, some like a small boat in the stormy waves.

"If you want my divine blood, you must have this life!"

Lei Beichen sneered, stepped down, and the dirt and grass under his feet shook like rags under the vibration of his foot.

Zhou Zhengfeng's six expressions froze.

In this instant. I only heard Lei Beichen shouting.

Frost Fist!

They saw an ice-blue aura sweeping through the air, turning the air even into a faint blue ice-blue channel!

The temperature in the air dropped to freezing in an instant!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the cold qi of the Heavenly Frost Fist slammed into a young man who was in a weak position.

In an instant, the young man's body seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and he flew into the sky like a lobster!

It fell far away more than ten zhang away, smashing the grass into a big pit!

The young man fell into the pit, and the cold air was rising, and gradually became an ice sculpture.

A large pit of bone-chilling air is the central point, and it continues to spread, and the pit becomes an ice pit in an instant!

"Lin Yu!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zhengfeng and the five of them glanced at each other, and the pupils of their eyes shrank sharply, what kind of martial art is this?

It's so sharp and tough!

Kill a monk of the same level with one punch!

One person was killed, and the siege collapsed in an instant. Zhou Zhengfeng: 5 people, you look at me, I look at you, and they all retreated.

They are the leaders of every city, and they are naturally not fools.

What he and the others did when they entered the Lingyuan Secret Realm was to find the treasure land that activated and awakened their own Yuan Spirit, and broke through to enter the Lingyuan Realm.

Why provoke this powerful god here, and bury your life in vain?

"Congratulations to the host, you used the Heavenly Frost Fist to kill a monk of the same level with one punch, shocked the enemy's companions, and successfully pretended to be forced, and obtained 5 points of pretending to be forced!" The prompt sound of the system came.

"You want to go, none of you can run today!"

Seeing the flickering eyes of these people, Lei Beichen's eyes were cold, and he rushed towards a young man about twenty years old on the left.

These people just now had the idea of dissecting themselves and extracting their divine blood.

Lei Beichen will not let it go.

In this reckless world, only strength is supreme, and mercy will only kill you.

At this moment, more than 20 teenagers and girls gradually appeared on this prairie, and they all walked out of the light gate and appeared on this prairie.

Thereinto.

A beautiful girl with a calm expression, walking at the forefront with a red sword in her hand.

She was dressed in a fiery red robe, like a fiery peacock, and behind her, she was followed by seven or eight teenagers and girls who were also cultivating.

As soon as these people appeared, they saw Lei Beichen and Zhou Zhengfeng and several others fighting at a glance.

The stunning girl's footsteps stopped, looking at Lei Beichen, who was constantly chasing and killing in front of her, and there was a hint of jealousy in her beautiful eyes.

"White girl, it's that god!"

A handsome young man who followed behind the stunning girl looked at the battle scene in front of him, and his eyes showed surprise.

"Six peak cultivators of the ninth layer of the Zhuyuan Realm, four have died in less than ten breaths, each of them is killed with one punch, there is no second punch! What kind of punch is his punch, so domineering and sharp!?" The stunning girl, her beautiful eyes showed shock.

If she were to kill these six people, she would have done it.

But it was not as easy as the god in front of him!

His punch is too domineering!

"White girl, this person's strength is so strong, let's not provoke it!" said the handsome young man with a jealous expression.

"Let's go, only if we find the spirit source, the more we absorb, the more powerful our Yuan Spirit will be, once we achieve the Spirit Yuan Realm, this divine body will not be afraid!" The stunning girl glanced at Lei Beichen and said seven or eight people behind her.

With that, she galloped to the left, followed by everyone.

Rumble!

Zhou Zhengfeng's body was blown away by Lei Beichen's punch and fell on the grass.

What made Lei Beichen strange was that he was not frozen into an ice sculpture.

"It's that Vermilion Bird Divine Body, Bai Han'er!"

At the moment when the system prompt sound came in his mind, Lei Beichen glanced at Bai Han'er and the others who were galloping away, and strode towards Zhou Zhengfeng, who was like a dead dog.

Just now, in front of Bai Han'er and others, he killed Zhou Zhengfeng and others, successfully pretending to be forced, and obtained another 10 points of pretending to be forced!

"Hey, the vitality is a little tenacious, Dog Yuanling guy!"

Lei Beichen walked up and stepped on the chest of Zhou Zhengfeng, a young man with the dog Yuanling.

"No....... Don't kill me, don't! I have a circuit map of the spiritual source! I'm willing to use it to pay back my life!" Zhou Zhengfeng looked at Lei Beichen's big feet, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

It is also the ninth layer of the Zhuyuan Realm, and the divine body is actually so powerful?

Knowing that this was the result, he would not have come to provoke this god in any way.

"What?

Lei Beichen's eyes rolled, he really didn't know about this thing!

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