The strong are gone, leaving a sigh in the air. Among the people in the Holy Son Academy, Peking University killed at night, and the innocent son hurriedly entered the scene and helped Sheng Wuji out.

"Being able to get the ancestral god to reward ninety-nine golden cores, this person is really extremely powerful, and he is worthy of his name. ”

Saint Wuji sighed again, thinking that he was far behind, hearing that Li Baxian was also defeated by one move, it should not be false.

"We have a traitor on the immortal list! No matter how strong we are, we are still our enemies. ”

Qing Da Night Kill raised his tone and said loudly to everyone in the same academy that a traitor is a traitor, and from the moment he killed Huang Tian, Li Feidao was destined to be an enemy. The innocent son, Peking University's night killing, all agree with him, under the blood debt, there is only new hatred, no old feelings.

On the embankment, only the group of Jindan Divine Sons of the Divine Son Academy, excitement surged into their hearts, and this academy produced a peerless young genius. One person suppresses the immortal list, beats the top of the list, singles out a group, kills whoever he wants, and is fearless.

At this time, in the direction of the Immortal Forest in the distance, there were bursts of air fluctuations. After a while, more than thirty monks flew in, all of them in the realm of heaven and man, and landed on the river embankment. The Celestial Senior Brother who entered the secret realm returned, and the shocking news came that he saw the manifestation of the ancestral god in the secret realm.

However, what is even more shocking is that without the golden core given by the ancestral gods, those who are not blessed will mysteriously disappear when they enter the secret realm. From the Heavenly Realm Monk, the Sage Realm Great Monk, the Earth Immortal Powerhouse, and the True Immortal Power, they turned into flying ashes in the secret realm, and more than three hundred disappeared.

On the embankment guarding the river, there were many Jindan Realm monks, secretly glad that they did not have a golden core, but fortunately they did not venture to the secret realm. The people of the Holy Witch Pole and the Holy Son Academy, when they heard that the Ancestral God had manifested the Holy Spirit, everyone was the most excited, and they were even happier than when they were promoted to the first rank of cultivation.

The other party. The people of the Son of Heaven Academy, the people of the Divine Son Academy, on the contrary, everyone had gloomy faces. The appearance of the Immortal Jujube Golden Core was a matter of nearly 10,000 years, and it was only given to young monks below the saint realm. Many of the old saints of this family academy are already immortals over 10,000 years old.

In their time, there was no chance of getting the Golden Core.

Qing Da Ye Kill retreated to the side alone and remained silent, reciting spells with his heart, transmitting the information to the bottom of the Changsheng River, and telling the Dragon Emperor to know. In the belly of the river monster, the Dragon Emperor opened his giant eyes and said: "The old tree spirit has finally started to kill, it's very good! The old dragon is also going to join in the fun, taking the opportunity to eat a few earth immortals, swallow a few true immortals, and nourish his body." ”

The Dragon Emperor sent an order to the demon god, saying that he was going to the Immortal Forest, and ordered the puppet to kill in the night, and another Wuda to kill in the night, and keep an eye on Li Feidao's whereabouts. The Dragon Emperor turned into a one-foot golden dragon, drilled out of the nostrils of the river monster, flew out of the river, and flew straight towards the Immortal Forest.

That Qing Da Ye Kill obtained the Dragon Emperor's decree, and through the demon god spiritual sense, he sent a message to Wu Da Ye Kill. At this time, Wu Da Ye Kill had just come out of the secret realm of the Immortal World and flew towards Shenmu City on a paper crane, only to feel a buzzing in his head. It's like there is a demon spirit that wants to possess its own brain.

The god must be martyred, and the phoenix is the main stream, chasing from the rear with a flying sword, flying to the side of the paper crane, and driving the plane to fly. Shen Bi Khan asked, "Martial Saint, what great chance did you get? How many treasures did you grab?"

Wu Daya smiled at him and said, "I got a few plates of 10,000-year-old elixir in the temple, but I don't know if it's a treasure or not." ”

Shen Bi Lie laughed back and said, "I followed Feng Mainstream and found eight magic weapons, although they are third-order magic weapons, they are very complete. ”

Feng Lao leisurely stepped on the flying sword, and his heart was actually about to flutter like a fairy. In the secret realm, the two of them obtained a magic weapon of low grade, but the material is expensive, and they use immortal gold mixed with rare divine materials, and the value is not below the eighth-order magic weapon.

In those years, the Immortal Sect dominated for 100,000 years. Those rare magic weapon materials, rich in collection, refining the eighth-order and ninth-order magic weapons in the present world, but at that time, they made second-order and third-order magic weapons at will, it was unimaginable.

The three of them talked and laughed, returned to Shenmu City, and flew directly into the Shenzi Academy. Wu Da Ye said goodbye and flew towards the Flower God Branch. God will be strong, Feng Liuliu, and the two will return to the small wind tower. Seeing Li Feidao practicing flying swords and flying around the iron tower was really unexpected.

"Xiao Lizi, you are already in the realm of heaven and man, what kind of flying sword are you still practicing?"

Feng Shiliu teased him and said that he also caught up with the flying sword, and followed Li Feidao's body to fly. Li Feidao turned his head to look at her and said, "This flying sword was snatched from Saint Wuji, and its spirituality is neither high nor low, so it can barely be used." ”

Under his feet is a newly acquired flying sword, Li Feidao did not drop blood, and directly used his heart and soul divine sense to exert coercion and force the sword spirit to surrender, so he could practice the art of flying swords. Feng Liuyu was shocked, it has only been a long time, and your uncle is in trouble again, going to beat up the third strongest genius on the immortal list.

This guy can't be saved, in Shenmu City, is there anyone you don't dare to mess with?

Wu Da returned to the Huashen Branch in the night, and his cave was on the tenth floor of the Holy Tower, fifty zhang high from the ground. Hua Shengren originally wanted to invite him to live in a high-rise of four hundred zhang, but Wu Da Ye refused to kill. That height is too dangerous to fly up, and you may even cripple yourself.

The paper crane flew to the tenth floor, and Wu Da Ye Kill jumped back to the cave. The paper crane still has spiritual power, and it can fly another 200 miles, and it is reluctant to throw it away and put it in the cave. He has been practicing for three hundred years, and he has always been a poor disciple in the Immortal Sect, the poorest False Dan Monk, the poorest Heavenly and Human Realm monk, and the poorest Sage Great Monk!

He has never been rich, and the last time he helped the Immortal Alchemy Pill, he got 400,000 Thousand Gold Pills, which was the only property available. Originally, there was a magic medicine, which was eaten in the saint realm in order to consolidate the cultivation.

Now the net worth of Wu Da Night Kill is not as good as the Jindan real person in the Xianmen, and he doesn't dare to buy a new one when he buys a magic weapon. You can only buy the old ones, and you have to save the number of times you use them, and you have to use them well.

Take down the old treasure bag on his body, this is the old goods he bought in the fairy market, it is a third-order treasure bag that is worth 10,000, only 10,000 gold pills. Wu Da Ye Kill reached out and took out the old treasure bag, took out a pot of elixir, and placed it at the window. The five pots of elixir are still planted in the soil, and they are treasures obtained from the secret realm.

"Good stuff!"

Wu Da Ye Kill admired alone, took out another Tianyuan Pill, turned it into water, and poured it into the root of the divine medicine. Suddenly, there was a pain in his head, and there was a voice that kept shouting at him, obey the call of the Dragon Emperor! Obey the call of the Dragon Emperor! Find Li Feidao!

Wu Da Ye ran into the quiet room, meditated and meditated, sent the spiritual sense into his mind, and saw a blood-stained demon soul, devouring his brain. The dwarf was furious, transformed into a human form, and was about to fight the monster. As soon as he started his hands, he found that he had never practiced supernatural powers at all.

Cultivation is advancing too fast, and there is no time to practice the magic method. Wu Da Ye Kill found that he couldn't fight the other party, so he was in a hurry, and directly bit the demon soul with his mouth. In the depths of my mind, a demonic voice suddenly sounded again: Night kill--- turn demons! Night kill, turn demons----

The soul of Wu Da Ye killed gnawed at the opponent's demon soul, devouring it one bite at a time, and the mana soared rapidly. That demon soul was a demon god sent by the Dragon Emperor, and he devoured most of the soul of the dwarf, and he was terrified. I hurriedly wanted to escape, but the other party's huge mouth was clenched, and the demon god could not escape, so he sent a voice for help.

Outside the river embankment, the corpses of the dead water tribe, the demon spirit has not been destroyed. Hearing the summoning of the demon god, wisps of demon spirits flew out of the corpse and flew towards Shenmu City. The moonlit night was covered with dark clouds, and the city of Shenmu was hazy, and the monks had gradually become accustomed to this mortal atmosphere.

Countless demon spirits and blood qi gathered in the night sky and rushed towards the holy tower of the Flower God Branch.

"Night Kill!Demon Transformation! Night Kill! Demon Transformation!"

With a demon call, Wu Daye sank into the demonic thoughts and could not wake up, and one after another demon spirit blood souls flew into his body from his mouth and nose. In his mind, the little man opened his huge mouth and gnawed at the demon god desperately, and the more he devoured it, the more he couldn't stop.

On the riverside, tens of thousands of demon corpses, the flesh and blood dried up quickly, and the essence and vitality were all absorbed. The golden dragon bird, which was driven away by Qixi, was foraging for food by the river alone, and the demon meat in front of it all turned into dry bones, and it was so angry that it cooed.

The demon god sent by the Dragon Emperor finally despaired, and the whole lump was gnawed clean by the dwarf. Wu Da slept for a day and a night, woke himself up in exclamation, stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, and was empty.

He let out a long sigh, it turned out to be a dream, it was really scary. Turn over and sit up, and start the luck practice. There was a confusion on his face, Lao Tzu was promoted again? Hurriedly looked at the dantian with his spiritual sense, did he go to the earth immortal? It seems that there is nothing wrong, swallow saliva in his throat!

Other monks can only be promoted in meditation and hard practice. Wu Da Night Killing is unique, you have to practice in extreme terror and despair, and your strength will soar in an instant. And the more fearful you are, the faster you will improve, and you can improve to a great realm by turning into a demon in despair.

Alone in a daze all day, Wu Da still looked like he was going to scare himself to death, and the promotion came too quickly, which was unreasonable. Walking out of the quiet room of the cave, Wu Da Ye Kill drank two Dan and one pound of spiritual wine, and his mind was clearer.

After calming down, Wu Da Ye Kill walked to the window, looked down, fifty zhang high, would the earth immortal fall to his death? Wu Da Night Kill's eyes were round, and the potted ginseng was very different from the original.

took out the old treasure bag, Wu Daye took out the magic weapon of the Great Lingtong, and identified the pot of spiritual ginseng. This recognition frightened the dwarf again, and the original 10,000-year-old spirit ginseng mutated into fairy spirit ginseng.

"Oh my God, the ancestral god blesses! It's really a fairy ginseng!

Wu Da Ye Kill didn't catch a few breaths, excited, excited, and irrepressible heartbeat. Drink half a bottle of spirit wine violently to suppress the mood. Carefully identify the other four pots of medicine, fortunately it did not become an immortal medicine, otherwise it would be scary, and the dwarf would not be able to bear it.

"I remember, it seems that there is a person named the Dragon Emperor who wants me to go to Li Shangxian! No! I asked Li Shangxian to go to the secret territory to find the Dragon Emperor!"

Wu Daye's brain was confused for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more chaotic he became, as if it was a demon god called the Dragon Emperor. He put the fairy ginseng into the old treasure bag, walked out of the cave, flew out of the holy tower on a paper crane, and flew towards the small wind tower.