The young abbot was cut off from the natal magic treasure lotus, and his mind was severely damaged, even if he was extremely skilled, he couldn't help but lose his mind in pain, and the blood mist that spewed out also obscured his vision.

After Xuanyuan stole the four clusters of light, he quickly withdrew to the Star Tower. The young abbot was not even allowed to see the background.

And the martial arts clone took this opportunity to grab the dragon he released, and his hands were full of rules, and he fiercely put them together.

Rumble......

The dragon was scattered in an instant, injuring the young abbot again, and the seven dragons made by the martial arts clone slammed into him.

Each dragon seems to be composed of immortal qi, but with the addition of as many as 900 million chains of rules, all of them have a substance, a hard body, and infinite strength.

Every dragon has the power to break mountains, sink continents, and fly planets. Coupled with countless rules, there is no hiding place for people to hide, and there is no other way but to carry it hard.

The young abbot tried his best to dodge, but found that he was locked by a giant dragon and couldn't dodge at all, so he had to use all his magic power and carry it with his body.

Originally, the young abbot's divine body was not bad, even if he carried it hard, there was no problem, more powerful than the dragon, he also carried it hard, but he was continuously injured, and caused his mind to lose his mind, and in a hurry, he was knocked headlong by a giant dragon.

Before the young abbot could see what he could do, another dragon caught up with him and slammed into him from the other side.

Shout!

The body of the young abbot made a strong sound of breaking the air in the void, but it was passive, and there was no way to stabilize his body at all.

In the direction he flew, a huge dragon was already waiting here, raising its huge dragon claws and slapping it on the ground.

Yes......

The young abbot was in extreme pain, spurting blood and screaming in pain, but his body continued to fly irregularly.

The seven dragons, as if playing tennis, each held one direction and struck with all their might, and the young abbot was the poor little ball.

It didn't take long for him to be beaten to death, his body was like a rag, his whole body was soft, he couldn't lift any strength at all, and he didn't even have the strength to let out a scream.

The array clone shook his head and said, "It's not good yet, it's just one move, and there will be no chance to turn over." ”

Casually, he didn't look at the young abbot again, and turned to enter the star tower, as if fighting with such an opponent was just a waste of his time.

When the seven dragons saw him gone, they all let out a breath of dragon breath, corroding the young abbot's divine body to a human form.

Then, the seven-headed dragon vanished. They also don't seem willing to take up opponents who can't fight back.

Xuanyuan looked left and right, and found that no one was willing to make a move, so he had to smile bitterly, touched his nose, stepped out of the star tower, and muttered: "It's not a game to mix experience, and let me be stabbed for the last time." Do you have a merit heart, it's very painful for people to be like this. ”

Having said that, he did not relax in the slightest, his fingers flicked, and the God Destroying Finger suddenly came out, and with the addition of the chain of rules, the head of the young abbot exploded at once.

A cloud of light floated in the void.

Xuanyuan Que no longer had any worries, stretched out his hand, summoned the light cluster into his hand, swallowed it in one gulp, turned around and entered the star tower.

He has found that none of these people of the same kind who can survive until now are weak, and each of them has extremely rich combat experience, and they can endure like a hungry wolf at any time, lurking, just waiting for the best opportunity to hit it.

Fighting them, taking them lightly, means that you could die at any time.

Xuanyuan has lived a hundred lives, and he doesn't care too much about life and death, but in this life, he is worried about Tong Tong in his heart, but he is reluctant to die indiscriminately, so he lives very carefully, even if he is overpowered, he is willing to use safer methods, such as sneak attacks or sieges.

After Bian continued to devour Wang's kind, Xuanyuan Que found that he was about to burst.

All five of them are good players, each has experienced bloodshed, and all have been victors, almost all of them are the strongest beings of their kind.

The first guy devoured five hundred and seventy-two people.

The second guy devoured eight hundred and thirty-one of his kind.

The third guy devoured seven hundred and sixty-three of his kind.

The number of girls in red dresses is smaller, but it is only one person short of five hundred.

The wildest was actually the young abbot, and the kind he devoured actually exceeded four figures, a full thousand and sixty-two people.

When Xuanyuan Que devoured two of the same kind for the first time, he absorbed a total of two hundred and seventy, and it took a long time for the three clones to fully digest them.

Now, he has devoured three thousand three hundred and seventy-two of his kind at one time, even if his mind is amazing and the sea of knowledge is boundless, he is also supported by so much information, memories, exercises, supernatural powers, and other massive messy things.

Too much, really too much.

All the memories of nearly 3,400 immortal cultivation masters, what kind of concept is this? It can almost be regarded as the most powerful immortal cultivation sect that can have so many different top-level exercises, and it is even impossible to have so many perceptions!

Just starting a sect with this is enough to gain a foothold in the immortal world, and the average medium-sized immortal sect can't find so many exercises and genius masters.

However, it is disastrous to have so many exercises and experiences shoehorned into a person's mind.

Xuanyuan is like being drunk, he can't walk straight, he can't walk steadily, he can't sit still, he can't sleep!

He tossed for two days, but it didn't get better, and he regretted it very much in his heart, in the future, he couldn't be so greedy. Hurriedly threw all these things to the three clones, and he himself ran to trouble them.

In the name of beauty, care for the next generation. After all, more than two million little lives are already in the bud, and this must be cared for.

The three clones were also very distressed, but later, it was the formation clones who came up with a way to classify all the information and divide it into three major blocks, and each clone was responsible for studying one piece, and the situation was finally better.

After Xuanyuan emptied his mind, he felt refreshed, and after a few waves in the Fire God Temple with Trouble and others, he didn't dare to mess around, after all, it is always bad to spit on a baby for a long time.

But the trouble is extremely generous, and he summoned more than 100,000 beauties in the kingdom of God to go to the waves at will.

Two million beauties have been dealt with, and of course Xuanyuan is not afraid of a hundred thousand.

After standing still again, he was refreshed with the beauties for a second.

About everyone was dipped in rain and dew seventy or eighty times, and accidentally became pregnant again, and Xuanyuan Que was satisfied with the withdrawal from the troublesome kingdom of God.

Brother, this combat power is not blown. I don't know how other god kings live, anyway, he is very satisfied with this state.

Rejoice with the people.

Just returned to the Star Tower, and found that the three doppelgangers were frowning sadly, laughing, Xuanyuan Que said: "Hey, you are amazing, you are not drunk, which one, Dongfeng, come here, you go out again." ”

The three clones all shouted in unison: "No, no." ”