"Of course, in the heyday of the War Saint Sect, it was a powerful sect that could compete with the same path, how could it be that there were only these three Mahayana exercises?

Moreover, the requirements of these three exercises are not low, the Vajra Break is still good, and the other two are more difficult to cultivate. In normal times, the rest of the sect practices other Mahayana exercises.

I still remember that when the Battle Holy Sect was at its strongest, there were as many as twenty-five Mahayana monks alone. Now the situation in the spirit world is not clear, there were no more than 100 Mahayana monks in the spirit world back then, you can imagine the strength of the Battle Holy Sect.

Moreover, among the top ten Cultivator Sects, the Battle Saint Sect occupies five places!" The Black Soul sighed.

Back then, when he hadn't grown up, the Battle Saint Sect was already a behemoth, and they were the true masters of the cultivation world!

But later, the Battle Saint Sect suddenly disappeared, and he didn't expect to appear here today.

The black soul's thoughts wandered, and he didn't pay attention to Ximen Hong's follow-up questions.

Ximen Hong pondered for a moment, knowing that it was useless to think about anything now.

This hall is very large, and there must be a lot of opportunities in it, and it is impossible for him to take all of them away.

At present, the first task is to obtain the three Zhen Sect Masters of the Battle Saint Sect, especially the King Kong Break. As for the others, I can get as much as possible.

Time flies, and an hour passes in a flash.

The barrier guarding the main hall fluctuated for a while, and then slowly dissipated.

"It's on!"

"Quick, get in!"

People immediately flocked to the main hall.

Su Qi went in first, and they didn't know what benefits Su Qi had gained in it and how much opportunity he had gotten. Is it that the chances in it have been given up by Su Qiyi!

At this time, Su Qi happened to complete the expansion of the meridians, and his strength skyrocketed a lot, but his spirit was unprecedentedly tired.

His white clothes have become bloody, and his originally strong flesh has lost its luster.

Outside the main hall, everyone rushed in, and when they saw Su Qi sitting in a pool of blood!

The two stone statues at the entrance have lost their last power since the barrier was opened, and it is because no one else has experienced that kind of killing environment.

"What's going on? dead?" someone exclaimed, gloating.

Su Qi opened his tired eyes, looked at everyone indifferently, grinned, and had blood-colored teeth.

"You, what?"

The people who were originally gloating suddenly became cold, Su Qi's reputation had long been heard, and before the barrier was opened, he also killed dozens of foundation building monks with his own hands.

The blood of those fellow disciples had not dried up yet, and seeing such a hideous and terrifying Su Qi at this time, the impact on their hearts was naturally not.

However, there are always people who have the mentality of giving it a try.

For example, Ximen Hong, who is hidden in the crowd.

His whole body was shrouded in black robes, and he couldn't see his real face, but when he saw Su Qi's miserable appearance at this time, he didn't know what kind of suffering he suffered here.

But it's a good opportunity.

"Don't be afraid, Su Qi came in first, he must have been attacked here, now he is the weakest time, even if he is stronger than us, he is not much stronger, everyone goes together, I don't believe that he can still deal with hundreds of us at the same time!

You know, according to his strength, once he recovers to his original state, will the opportunity here still belong to us?"

These words reached the hearts of the people.

Su Qi swept away the opportunities outside, and didn't even leave some soup while eating meat, which had already caused public anger.

It's just that the most important treasure in the ruins has not yet been opened, and Su Qi is indeed powerful, so everyone has swallowed their anger until now.

However, if Su Qi is restored to his peak, if it is true, will the fate here still have anything to do with them?

I don't know who made the first move, and the tide-like attack drowned Su Qi.

Ximen Hong casually released two spells, and then disappeared into the crowd with hidden breath

Su Qi glanced at him indifferently, the corners of his mouth hooked, and said coldly: "Ximen Hong......"

There is no doubt that the son of luck in the system is Simon Hong.

He has known Ximen Hong for some time, and it is good to be endowed, but it is nonsense to build a foundation within two months.

Now, Ximen Hong has reached the state of building three or four layers of foundation, and it is conceivable that he must have gained a great opportunity.

And there is no him in the thirty places of the Linglong Sect, so how did he get in?

Another thin figure in the crowd glanced at Ximen Hong's departing figure, muttered for a moment, avoided everyone's sight, and he followed Ximen Hong away.

In the face of the man's attack, Su Qi let out a sigh!

Yes, he exhaled!

At this time, his Purple Mansion was a full ten meters in diameter, which was many times larger than the fist of an ordinary foundation building monk!

There were nearly 400 Zhuji monks present, and although their attacks were intensive, they did not gather Zheng

Moreover, many spells have not yet hit Su Qi's body and collided with other Rao spells, which were directly detonated in advance.

Rumble!

Su Qi blew out a breath of pure spiritual power!

He's been cultivating all this time, but he's never paid attention to such things as spells.

However, he is a thunder-based spiritual root, and his cultivation is also a thunder-based exercise, and his spiritual power has its own thunder and lightning.

Ordinary psychic attacks are also equivalent to ordinary spells!

Anyway, the spell attacks on both sides are very scattered, and now the competition is who has more spiritual power!

If it was Su Qi before, he might still choose to resist with his body, but now, there is no need at all.

A violent explosion sounded, and a storm of spiritual power swept around, and layers of air waves swept around it!

Fortunately, the building of the main hall is not known to be made of what kind of material, and it was unscathed after such a collision.

"How is that possible!"

The staggering crowd who was blown by Su Qi in one breath let out an exclamation!

Su Qi stood up, his body was in shape for a while, and many red blood droplets were suddenly shaken down by the blood.

"One palm, take your life, if you can't take it, you will die!"

Su Qi has never been a person who makes people compromise, even if he offends the five major forces at the same time?

Cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao, the thoughts can't be reached, cultivate his mother's way!

"Su Qi!"

Someone shouted, but Su Qi didn't pay attention to it at all, he raised his hand The spiritual power in the Purple Mansion suddenly rushed out, flowing along the meridians to his hand, and then broke out of his body, and a palm with a huge coverage area formed in the air.

In the eyes of everyone who are either sad and angry, or desperate, press with a palm!

Thundered!

The sound of spiritual power explosion sounded, and not long after leaving, Ximen Hongtong and the young man could naturally hear it!

But they just tightened their hearts and left at a fast pace.

"No, don't, I'm a dynasty ......"

Someone screamed in despair, but before the words were finished, the violent spiritual power had already torn him to pieces!

Su Qi's palm is comparable to a blow from Monk Jindan!

Nearly 400 monks built the foundation, and more than 200 died under this palm.