Mobson has always thought of himself as different.

As a person who was born to know, when he fell to the ground, he naturally understood many truths in the world.

When everyone else was still babbling, he had already begun to cultivate.

Because of this, he was able to surpass the fourth-order Tianjiao Yuanying at a young age, and reach the realm of the fifth-order god at a higher level.

When the Tianjiao were still participating in various commercial cultivation debates, spells, and sword competitions, Mo Boxin had already begun to get in touch with a higher realm!

The reason why Mo Boxin was willing to accept the conditions offered by the merchant and went undercover by Lin Zhengliu's side was mainly because Lin Zhengliu was not very old, and his cultivation time was extremely short.

It is rumored that Lin Zhengliu, as the [Son of the Cloud Peak], has outstanding talent, and without much experience, he has cultivated to an extremely high level.

With his great luck, he made meritorious contributions to the Cloud Peak Realm, so he competed for the post by chance, squeezed out the seat of a Tribulation Monk, and finally became the lord of the Immortal Tribulation City.

But just now, the moment Mo Boxin and Lin Zhengliu met their eyes, they immediately knew that those rumors were all false, and it was not worth killing people!

That kind of look......

Lin Zhengliu may not have enough experience, but his strength is extremely strong, and he can slap himself to death with one slap.

What's more, this guy is definitely a guy who kills people without blinking an eye and disregards all life!

Mo Boxin has been without parents since he was a child, and he has grown up his younger brother alone, and has experienced torture in society I don't know how much.

Although his cultivation talent is extremely high and he has a small adventure, he is not the only one in a million people [Son of the Clouds], in order to compete for a little cultivation resources, he has intrigued with many powerful enemies countless times before he has climbed to this day.

He thinks he has the wisdom of people, and it is absolutely impossible to be mistaken.

"It's over! It's seen through! ”

The moment he met Lin Zhengliu's gaze, Mo Boxin's brain went blank.

He was short of breath, his heart was pounding, the spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly, and his blood was trying to supply blood to his brain, and he finally adjusted his state.

Mo Boxin, who had the third eye in his eyebrows, had a flash of thoughts in his heart, and his thoughts were boiling: "I still want to become an eighth-order Mahayana cultivator, or even a ninth-order tribulation cultivator, to become the lord of a city, a big man who controls the lifeblood of millions of mortals and monks, I must not die here!" ”

"The true monarch has no mercy, but he may not be merciful, which requires me to be sincere enough ......"

At a young age, he was able to cultivate to the level of a fifth-order god and become a cultivator above hundreds of thousands of people, relying not only on that not bad talent, but also on his intelligence and super ability to make decisions on the spot!

Mo Boxin regretted it now.

Without in-depth investigation, he listened to rumors and thought that Lin Zhengliu was a naïve guy who couldn't sit firmly in the position of city lord.

Such a self is really stupid to get home, probably because he was blinded by luck and encountered the biggest calamity on the road to cultivation.

If you don't handle it well, I'm afraid that today next year will be your own death day!

Mo Boxin was not sure that Lin Zhengliu had seen through his true position, but he did not dare to bet.

Therefore, he immediately poured out the truth like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and swore a great oath of demons in his heart, so as to show his position and determination to change his ways!

Hearing Mo Boxin's demonic oath, Lin Zhengliu bowed slightly: "Tell the truth." ”

The other party's speech just now was sincere and sincere, and it was definitely not a performance.

When it comes to acting, no one can fool themselves.

Just a glance, Lin Zhengliu made a judgment

Looking at Mo Boxin, who lowered his head, knelt on the ground and trembled, waiting for the judgment of fate, Lin Zhengliu groaned for a while.

This person did not have the intention of killing himself, nor could he threaten himself, and the most important thing was that, as Mo Boxin himself said, he had just come to this world, and he had not had time to do anything that endangered his own interests.

It wasn't until the young monk in front of him was sweating like pulp and completely soaked his pure white clothes that Lin Zhengliu cleared his throat, looking like he was not afraid of shadows, and said awe-inspiringly: "Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid!" Those rumors that Benjun is an earthling are just a joke. ”

"If you don't practice easily and haven't made a big mistake, this gentleman will give you the opportunity to redeem your merits!"

"Say it! What is the name of the man behind you? Benjun is going to take him today! ”

Hearing this, Mo Boxin's body did not tremble, his knees did not weaken, he wiped the sweat on his chin, and immediately stood up.

When he came to Lin Zhengliu's side, he didn't dare to stand up straight, but he said concisely: "It's the Immortal Cultivator Family of Immortal Robbery City, the patriarch of the merchant, Shang Qiankun!" ”

This name is very unfamiliar to Lin Zhengliu.

Zhenguo Artifact B did not give him relevant information about Shang Qiankun.

Seeing Lin Zhengliu's eyebrows frowning, Mo Boxin, who was good at observing words and feelings, immediately said: "Zhenjun, you concentrate on cultivation, you have no time to be distracted, take care of others, I don't know the situation of the Immortal Tribulation City, Xiao Xiu will introduce it to you." ”

Mo Boxin, who called himself "Xiao Xiu", had a lotus flower on his tongue, and immediately told the black and white strength of the entire Immortal Tribulation City.

He was very eloquent, without any superfluous embellishments, and every word was used very precisely, and in a short time, Lin Zhengliu's mind outlined the overall territory of Immortal Tribulation City.

It can only be said that Mo Boxin is worthy of being a local resident of Xiuzhen City, a snake-like character on the ground, with a mere life energy level of 5, and when he encounters a crisis, he shows a quality that Lin Zhengliu also appreciates very much.

Flexible brains! When it is broken, it is broken! Have a big picture! Good eloquence!

The information provided by Mo Boxin is more detailed and comprehensive than that given by Zhenguo Artifact B, and most of it is extremely effective.

“…… That's the general situation, originally there were four major families in Immortal Tribulation City, namely Xiao, Chu, Ye, and Han, but in recent decades, they have all been devoured, merged, or simply wiped out by the merchants who came out of nowhere! ”

After Mo Boxin said this, he was stunned, and immediately added: "The word annexation, although it is an earth word, but Xiao Xiu is definitely a monk who is rooted and native to the Cloud Peak Realm, but he has a wide range of interests and hobbies, and he has more things to learn, so please forgive Zhenjun!" ”

After finishing speaking, he wanted to take out the [Spiritual Machine] in his pocket and show Lin Zhengliu his "Cloud Peak Decisive Battle" ladder ranking points, so as to prove that he was not a spy.

But as soon as Mo Boxin's fingers moved, he felt that his behavior was a bit of a kick in the face, and it was easy to leave a bad impression on the superior, so he immediately extinguished this thought and did not do anything superfluous.

Lin Zhengliu shook his head: "It's okay, I don't trust anyone." ”

"Come here, I'll put a ban on you."

"In this way, I can believe in you and use you!"

That's the time to submit the name.

High-level cultivators, setting a ban on low-level cultivators is basically equivalent to controlling the other party's life in the palm of their hand.

If someone else comes, you may have to hesitate for a moment.

Mo Boxin was stunned, so he immediately nodded and promised: "Okay!" ”

Do you have the right to refuse now?

Afraid of giving your life to someone else and being pinched to death?

Laugh to death! If he dares to refuse now, he will be slaughtered by Lin Zhengliu immediately!

The [Thunder True Monarch] in front of him is not a soft-hearted person at all - Mo Boxin trusts his intuition, he feels that this guy in front of him is definitely a murderous guy, put it 100,000 years ago, the cliff was a demon gate giant whose hands were covered with blood, and he didn't know how many monks he had killed!

So, Mo Boxin cautiously came to Lin Zhengliu and closed his third eye.

Lin Zhengliu stretched out his finger and lightly tapped the eyebrows of the young white-clothed monk, the spiritual energy gathered, and his thoughts surged, and he used the secret method to refine it into a martial thought, and implanted it in the other party's skull.

In fact, the [Fighting for the Stream] was embedded in Mo Boxin's soul.

Unless this person's soul strength far exceeds his life energy level, or he has mastered the same soul splitting method as the cool Tang Qianqiu, otherwise, once he has a killing intent, he will definitely die, and it is impossible to be spared!

Lin Zhengliu said in a quiet tone: "People must love themselves first, and then others can love them, Mo Boxin, you have behaved very well!" ”

"This prohibition can not only take your life at any time, but also resist the enemy's divine soul attack spell for you at a critical moment."

"Or, if anyone wants to take you away, this ban can also help you resist one or two."

"It can be a magic weapon to protect you, or it can be a hook and sickle for your life, it's up to you."

Hearing this, Mo Boxin smiled: "The grace of the true monarch bestows the law, and the little repair is unforgettable!" ”

After finishing speaking, his face turned solemn and said: "What Zhenjun said before is very true, you must not indulge those villains who splash dirty water and slander Zhenjun's reputation to do evil, continue!" ”

Lin Zhengliu waved his hand, maintained his current personality, quickly entered the state, and said coldly: "Lead the way!" Go to the so-called strongest family in Immortal Tribulation City, businessmen, Benjun will make an example today, lest some cats and dogs dare to be presumptuous in front of Benjun! ”

Mo Boxin nodded yes again and again, and immediately led the way ahead.

At the same time, the city of immortal robbery, north of the city.

The fortune teller known as the "Hundred Calculations and Hundred Hits", Gu Xiaofan, who has just risen in recent years, was beaten by a group of blind people, and suddenly closed the stall and announced that he would retreat and practice, suspend business, and will not tell fortunes for anyone for the next period of time.

Gu Xiaofan, who had a blue nose and swollen face, trotted all the way back to his "own home" in his memory.

Locking the door that was not heavy, Gu Xiaofan's spiritual energy was able to operate and heal himself, and the injuries on his face quickly subsided.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After feeling a little safe, Gu Xiaofan was uneasy in his heart, the hatred on his face was overflowing, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and was extremely angry in his heart: "Garbage Zhenguo Artifact B, didn't you say that you would arrange your identity?" ”

"Why do so many peers come and bully me? If I hadn't figured out their roots, and didn't know if they had a background behind them, I would have slaughtered them all at once to vent my hatred! ”

"It's just...... Damn! Why am I so poor? ”

"There are only so many spirit stones at home, and they can't support it for too long!"

"You have to find a way to earn spirit stones!"

Gu Xiaofan's personal strength far surpasses those fellow fortune tellers.

He was suppressed and bullied, and the reason was very simple - with the [Extraordinary Simulator], he got the status of "outstanding business level", which caused jealousy and hatred, so he was attacked and beaten.

But Gu Xiaofan didn't dare to kill people, for fear of exposing his identity and causing murder, so if he could do one less thing, he would have one less thing, and being beaten up was just a skin injury, and in the blink of an eye, he could be completely healed.

Moreover, during this time, Gu Xiaofan was crazy about his liver, although he had gained a huge increase in strength with the [Extraordinary Simulator], he also consumed more luck, and his luck was sluggish recently, so he could only keep a low profile.

"You have to be patient! This Xiuzhen City is simply equivalent to a deteriorated version of the earth, and it has also conquered many different worlds, plundering the essence of small worlds, and perfecting itself, science and technology are very developed, and it is estimated that there are heavenly eyes everywhere! ”

"Even if I am severely beaten, those peers are far inferior to me, and they must swallow their anger."

"After all, they thought they were pouring dirty water on me, and they wanted to use 'political mistakes' to blame me, saying that I was a human on the earth, but in fact, they didn't know that they were right, and they were telling the truth."

"As long as I wait for the senior Otherworldly Pioneer seniors to come to support, I can let go of my hands and feet and go over to take revenge! Now, be careful, it's the right way! ”

"I, Gu Xiaofan, will eventually stand in the sky!"

Gu Xiaofan had just made up his mind, and Lin Zhengliu came to his destination under the leadership of Mo Boxin.

This is a super-giant mansion that lingers between the clouds and mist, sitting above the clouds, and Lin Zhengliu conservatively estimates that it can accommodate 300,000 people without feeling crowded at all.

"A merchant, a station of this size, can it be regarded as a family?"

Speaking of this, Lin Zhengliu paused for a moment and said expressionlessly: "The specifications have already surpassed Benjun's palace." ”

Seeing that Zhenjun was displeased, Mo Boxin immediately explained: "The merchant relied on the support of the old monster of the Tribulation behind him, and after annexing the four major families, he became the [Hidden City Lord] of the Immortal Tribulation City. ”

"Although the four major families left the Immortal Tribulation City, there were many things that they couldn't take away, so they became owned by merchants."

"During this period without the management of the True Monarch, the entire city is being sucked by the merchants, which is equivalent to the power of the whole city to support the merchants."

Lin Zhengliu threw a pill over as a reward.

Mo Boxin took the pill, he didn't take it seriously, he just planned to thank him casually, but when he looked at it, he found that on the pill in his hand, the pill pattern had formed the appearance of auspicious clouds and cultivation talismans.

As a part-time cultivator, he knew very well how valuable such an elixir was.

There is not the slightest medicinal fragrance escaping, indicating that its medicinal properties are deeply hidden and not revealed, and I am immediately ecstatic in my heart.

Mo Boxin, holding the magic trick in his hand, the dark blue mana condensed and disappeared in a flash.

So he immediately knew that this pill was of great benefit to his cultivation.

Mo Boxin immediately carefully put away the pill he had gotten: "True monarch, don't dare to resign!" ”

It's hard to say whether Lin Zhengliu is a good city lord or not, but he must be a true monarch who is generous and generous!

Mo Boxin handed over the prayer post, and the two entered the mansion.

After waiting for about half an hour in the ancient style welcome hall without tea, Lin Zhengliu finally saw the main owner.

It was a middle-aged man who was wide and fat, and well-dressed.

The opponent appeared in a crowd of five powerful guards.

Judging by his appearance, figure and temperament, he feels more like a businessman than a monk.

In fact, as soon as the other party spoke, he immediately confirmed that Lin Zhengliu's feeling was not wrong.

Shang Qiankun came to Lin Zhengliu, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand playing with two metal balls, on which the blue and white thunder shone endlessly, making a crackling sound.

After staring at Lin Zhengliu for a while, Shang Qiankun pulled his sleeves, opened his tiger's mouth, and said with a gesture of eight: "The thunder robbery only descends to people who are destined, and one thunder is 88,000 stones. ”

Immortal Tribulation City is famous for its low-damage thunder tribulation, and with the help of Xiuzhen technology, the power of the thunder tribulation can be reduced to the lowest power, which can be used to refine the monk's physique and purify mana.

Eliminate the impurities in the mana with the ultra-low power of the weak thunderbolt, and increase the probability of the cultivator breaking through the bottleneck.

In this city, many cultivators and even ordinary people will rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water, borrowing geographical resources to give full play to the local characteristics.

And the merchant has mastered a thunder robbery blessed land, and he made a fortune from this!

The stone in the other party's mouth refers to the spirit stone.

As soon as Shang Qiankun heard that Mo Boxin was also there, and he was respectful to Lin Zhengliu, he knew that Lin Zhengliu had discovered the connection between himself and Mo Boxin, and he had come to the door to ask the teacher.

He simply hung Lin Zhengliu for a while, as a dismount.

As soon as Lin Zhengliu was about to speak, Shang Qiankun arrogantly raised his voice and interrupted his speech: "I can probably guess a thing or two about the meaning of the city lord coming here, but it's ......."

"Cultivating the ten orders of truth, for practicing qi, building a foundation, knotting Dan, Yuan Infant, turning into a god, refining void, smelling the Tao, Mahayana, crossing the tribulation, and void immortals."

Speaking of this, Shang Qiankun closed his three eyes and shook his head.

I don't know why, but in recent years, he has occasionally been in a trance.

Is it because he pursued the courage and diligence of cultivation too much, which led to the weakening of the divine soul?

This little problem, you can slowly spend the spirit stone to buy high-grade or even the best elixir to recuperate, it is harmless!

Shang Qiankun opened his three eyes, his eyes focused on Lin Zhengliu, his face was proud and complacent, and his words also vaguely contained a threat: "Lin Zhenjun, you are only an eighth-order Mahayana, and my merchant ancestor, but you are already a ninth-order tribulation. ”

"This immortal robbery city should have belonged to my merchant ancestor, but you snatched love with a sword, is it wrong first."

"Since you came directly to the door today, then we might as well open the skylight and say something."

"If you take my merchant's things, you will naturally have to give a reciprocal reward, otherwise, don't blame my ancestor for coming to visit!"

Under normal circumstances, only those who have crossed the catastrophe and overhaul can be qualified to become the lord of a city.

Lin Zhengliu was only at the eighth order, and he became the lord of an immortal city, which could be regarded as breaking the rules.

The merchant gave Lin Zhengliu face, he was a true monarch.

If you don't give him face, he's just a lucky Mahayana monk!

The corners of Lin Zhengliu's lips rose slightly, he smiled gently, between his eyebrows, a red light flashed, and a crimson straight-bladed Tang Hengdao was suspended in front of him: "Shang Qiankun, do you see how much fate I have with the merchant?" ”

Shang Qiankun understood his meaning by mistake, staring greedily at the crimson Tang Dao [Star], his face was ruddy, and the speed of rubbing the metal ball in his hand became faster and faster, and the electromagnetic light on it flickered endlessly, constantly making a crackling sound: "This kind of magic weapon, Your Excellency is really a deep immortal fate!" ”

As he spoke, he wanted to reach for the star.

However......

Hello!

Lin Zhengliu held his hand like lightning, and as soon as he grasped the [star], the blade suddenly hovered over the third eye of Shang Qiankun's eyebrows, and said in a gentle tone: "I heard before, Patriarch Shang is a sixth-order refining cultivator? ”

"Obviously, there are still a lot of longevity, why are you in a hurry to find death?"

The name Shang Qiankun has gained a lot of momentum, but it is a pity that his strength, put it on the earth, is a life energy level 6.

Its advantages are all focused on longevity, and it seems that Shang Qiankun seems to use the spirit stones for the decoration and personal enjoyment of the family residence.

Lin Zhengliu had long heard that the cultivators of the Cloud Peak Realm could increase their combat power by ten times or even dozens of times with powerful extraordinary equipment or props!

On Shang Qiankun's body, there are only a few magic weapons that Lin Zhengliu can't look down on at all, and his combat power is surprisingly weak.

Lin Zhengliu even had some doubts that the merchant's life energy level 9 tribulation ancestor didn't care about the education of the family's descendants at all?

With a little refreshment, Shang Qiankun must at least be equipped with some magic weapons, talismans, sword pills and the like with strong actual combat performance.

He even dared to provoke himself, he really didn't know how to die!

This Shang Qiankun is so confident, obviously he regards the realm of his ancestor as his own strength.

Seeing Lin Zhengliu's movements, the five guard monks were about to make a move, but they were just swept by him at a glance, and their bodies stiffened, and the operation of mana became stagnant.

Just face off with the new city owner, you will die a miserable death! - Such thoughts came to the minds of the five guards almost at the same time.

The five of them coincidentally coaxed.

They do things for Shang Qiankun, and they take hundreds of spirit stones a month, usually support a scene, and deal with some people whose strength is not as good as their own, what kind of life do they fight with the eighth-order Mahayana monks!

"Good."

Lin Zhengliu nodded with satisfaction: "Those who know the times are Junjie!" ”

Frankly......

Hearing that the merchant had a life level 9 catastrophe monk, Lin Zhengliu was originally quite happy.

Originally, I came here today, just to stand up and wash away the "suspicion of earthlings" on my body by the way.

Isn't this the discovery of a superb leek?

Life energy level 9......

That's exactly what you want!

I just don't know, what is that merchant ancestor good at?

After solving this matter, you can consult the logistics personnel staying on Earth for relevant information, or you can mobilize local forces to collect information, double protection.

It's really not good, he, the [son of the clouds], can also incarnate data, roam in the online world of this Xiuzhen City, and search for clues in person.

Make sure you can harvest it!

"Ugh!"

Shang Qiankun watched the five guards around him retreat in a gloomy manner, and immediately woke up from the inflated state of "his own ancestor is invincible".

At this time, he realized in hindsight what his problem was.

The descendants of the ninth-order tribulation great cultivator, such a name is indeed useful.

Even the vast majority of eighth-order Mahayana monks listened to this, and they were unwilling to offend the merchants.

Here's the problem......

The world is so big, human nature is always strange, like Lin Zhengliu, who is not afraid of the great monk at all, the number does not need to be too much, as long as he encounters one, he will die!

Being stared at by Lin Zhengliu's three dark and deep eyes, Shang Qiankun only felt that his mouth was dry, and his breathing suddenly became short.

Grunt!

Shang Qiankun swallowed his saliva and accompanied him with a smiling face: "Zhenjun! Don't stir the liver fire! I'm kidding you! ”

This picture of being a gentleman is also under Lin Zhengliu's control.

If you want to reveal it in one sentence, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Lin Zhengliu didn't look at him, but asked softly, "Is it recorded?" ”

Mo Boxin, who had been honest and did not make any sound next to him, immediately took out his spiritual machine, lightly pressed the display screen, and played the recording: "This Immortal Tribulation City should have belonged to the ...... Took my merchant's stuff...... No wonder my ancestor came to visit! ”

Shang Qiankun's face was pale.

Lin Zhengliu: "In this way, everyone knows that it was you who threatened Benjun, killed yourself, and was killed, and you have no grudges against others." ”

Shang Qiankun held back his fear, and the mana in his body flowed, which made his brain, which had been muddy, a little sober, and responded with a stiff face: "My ancestor, it's a ninth-order tribulation, it's just a little contradiction, the city lord really wants to kill me?" ”

Lin Zhengliu shook his head, and the smile on his face gradually became hideous: "Why not?" Benjun walks rightly and sits up straight, he is the embodiment of the righteousness of heaven and earth! ”

"As long as the truth is on this side, there are no taboos, and everything is appropriate!"

"You tried to slander Benjun before, and spread rumors that Benjun is an earthling—this is not just a usurpation of the throne, but the soul of Benjun who wants to harm is scattered and his body is gone!"

"According to the [Reciprocal Revenge Precept] that this monarch has set for himself, you will die today! The Monk of the Tribulation is coming, and he can't save you! ”

If he wanted to kill Shang Qiankun, it was not because this person had hung himself for half an hour before, nor because he had interrupted his speech politely, nor because he threatened himself with the Ninth Order Crossing Ancestor.

If it is for those reasons, it is not enough to die, just break the opponent's legs, pull out their tongues, and then break their sea dantian, and abolish the mana stored in it.

When Lin Zhengliu spoke, the straight-edged Tang horizontal knife was reduced again, falling back to his eyebrows, becoming a red vertical line.

To outsiders, he has dark eyes and a blood-red third eye - this kind of shape doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.

Seeing that Shang Qiankun's life energy level was relatively low, he was just an ordinary sixth-order cultivator, Lin Zhengliu didn't treat him as a leek originally.

It's just that this person has been rubbing the ball, and the electric light in his hand crackles non-stop, and the first line in the opening has the word "thunder" in it, the characteristics are so obvious, if you don't harvest him, it's more or less a waste of things.

Moreover, the biggest characteristic of a cultivator is that he has a long lifespan and is good at faking things.

Lin Zhengliu also wanted to give it a try, how did this cultivator taste when he harvested it.

He turned one hand upside down, and pointed like a sword, gently slashing the air in front of him: "In the name of [Thunder True Monarch], I will give you a death." ”

Zizizi......

Lin Zhengliu's mind changed, and he activated the [Thunder Holy Body]'s "Everything can be thunder" effect.

Relying on the suppression of the life energy level, he inhaled the air in Shang Qiankun's lungs, and all of them turned into thunder.

From the inside out, suddenly detonated!

Thundered!

A series of explosions, and in an instant, Shang Qiankun was covered in blood.

Every one of his cells collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body gradually began to melt.

Shang Qiankun, who was covered in red, had a look of fear on his face that was not mixed with the slightest impurity.

At this moment, he must admit that he regretted it.

He even began to wonder if he was unlucky and lost his mind by the catastrophe, otherwise, although he also bullied men and women in the past, and did not accumulate any merits, he would not provoke a figure like Lin Zhengliu, the master of the immortal city!

Stupid! It's just stupid!

I have earned so many spirit stones over the years, why don't I use them to buy the best magic weapons and talismans to strengthen my strength, but to indulge in pleasure?

Even if it's just magic weapons and talismans to save your life!

Shang Qiankun scolded himself frantically in the depths of his heart.

Obviously, there are thousands of years of life, which is useless, why do you want to kill yourself?

Unfortunately, it was too late!

Shang Qiankun's fear turned into despair in an instant.

"Damn!"

For a cultivator, the saddest thing is the end of his life.

What's even more sad is that there are still thousands of years of life before they are slaughtered.

——Leaving the last three words, the third eye in Shang Qiankun's eyebrows suddenly burst open and turned into a handful of blood.

The sea of consciousness dantian in the skull was also destroyed by Lin Zhengliu's air thunder.

"My merchant has a ninth-order Tribulation Ancestor! Lin Zhengliu, you are just an eighth-order Mahayana...... You ......"

Before he finished speaking, Shang Qiankun died on the spot, and his soul was destroyed.

1. Shang Qiankun is a monk who is good at using thunder magic.

2, Lin Zhengliu killed him with the power of thunder.

This satisfies the conditions.

Swish!

Time suddenly stagnates.

[Replica] Activation!

Some people died, but not completely......