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The cultivators were still afraid, but some of the cultivators were frowning, listening to what they said, they were cultivators of the affiliated sect of the Sword God Sect, and they were deeply proud of the strength of the Sword God Sect.

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"It's too domineering! The power to destroy the world and destroy the earth, the Divine Gate deserves to be the Divine Gate......"

The image has brought a huge impact to Wang Dingzhou.

The strength of the Divine Gate strengthened Wang Dingzhou's determination to enter the Sword God Sect, Kyushu has countless risks, and it is such a happy thing to have such a backer.

The sky is like purgatory, and Wang Dingzhou has heard too many stories in the past hundred and ten years.

The sight of the sword qi destroying everything also made Wang Dingzhou fascinated, how he hoped that one day, he would be so powerful!

Wang Dingzhou came to the territory of the Black Wind Thieves.

There had never been a moment when he was so desperate to get stronger.

Walking around the territory of the Black Wind Thieves, Wang Dingzhou found the mark they left behind, and a team of twenty people set off to plunder.

Following the mark, Wang Dingzhou found the team and killed them with a lot of effort.

Among them, there are four cultivators of the Golden Circle, whose true mana is quite strong, and they have improved Wang Dingzhou Yicheng's true mana, and his true mana has become fifty percent at this moment!

"Five true mana, I'm one step closer to the Jindan realm, hahaha......"

Wang Dingzhou laughed, packed up the magic weapon of the Black Wind Thief, and left after destroying the corpse.

The number of Black Wind Thieves is limited, and they will not come out to loot every day, Wang Dingzhou has no choice but to look for fierce beasts to devour, anyway, the perception of the Heavenly Dao is the same, there is not much difference between devouring fierce beasts and devouring cultivators.

In addition to the Black Wind Thieves, if Wang Dingzhou encountered cultivators such as bandits, he would also kill them.

A small boundary somewhere in Xianle Prefecture.

The four monks sat facing each other in the restaurant.

A cultivator said, "Boss Tian, we have searched all the possible places, why haven't we found the target yet? Will we be in retreat again?"

The hoarse voice said: "It shouldn't be possible, we still have two places to find!"

"Oh?"

"One is our rudder, the other is the Puyang realm, these two places are within the range, but they are also the most unlikely places, now I have searched for other places, and I can only go to two places to run!"

Another cultivator said, "Boss Tian, which do you think is the most likely, the rudder or the Puyang realm?"

"If I am the target person, I will definitely not go to the Puyang Realm, firstly, there is no master in the Puyang Realm, and secondly, even a fool will guess that the first thing the enemy searches is the lair, and it is absolutely impossible to hide, so the possibility of splitting the rudder is relatively large. ”

The three of them are like a tide of sycophants, praising the boss for his wisdom.

"Lilac Sect's extra money is not easy to make, after this transaction is completed, let the brothers live in peace for a few days?"

"Yes, don't worry......"

The earth-shattering sound of the three people's chests beating.

Black Wind Thief rudder.

The Black Wind Thief cultivator has been panicking recently, and he doesn't know where a mysterious master has appeared, and it has been fifty or sixty days, and none of the brothers who went out have ever returned.

"When will the helmsman come back, if he doesn't come back, our brother will be dead!"

"It is said that the helmsman and the three bosses have received the news, don't worry, there is also Boss Ling Guang in charge, it will be fine. ”

"Let's hope so......"

The Black Wind Thieves talked in a low voice, hurriedly glanced at a tall beast spirit, and quickly lowered their heads and ran away.

The beast spirit is four feet high, his arms are much thicker than the body of ordinary mortal spirits, the scales around his body are dense, and his aura is very fierce, he is also a black wind thief cultivator, but no one dares to approach him.

This person's name is "Ling Guang", one of the five masters of the Black Wind Thief Rudder, hearing the muttering of his subordinates, he disdains in his heart: "A villain who only dares to sneak attack in the dark is worth being so nervous about, they are all a bunch of waste!"

Ling Guang snorted coldly and turned around and returned to his residence.

As one of the five masters of the Black Wind Thieves, Ling Guang enjoys a spacious palace and is served by dozens of delicate maidens.

Lying on the soft big bed, enjoying the girl's gentle massage, Ling Guang squinted his eyes comfortably.

The girl was naturally taken captive, trembling with fear, but the massage was meticulous, Ling Guang was four feet tall, and the girl was not as thick as his arm, and she couldn't talk about how well she pressed it, but what she wanted was this tune.

Besides, there are dozens of girls, and one person can massage a small area, and the whole body can be massaged into it.

Perhaps the girls were too tired, and dozens of girls suddenly collapsed on the bed.

"Not good!"

The vast majority was stunned, and suddenly jumped up from the bed.

The momentum of his standing up was extremely violent, and dozens of girls were carried away by him, and there was a sound of breaking the air.

The sound of breaking the air suddenly stopped, and the girls were dragged by an invisible force and slowly placed on the ground, not even a single cold hair was hurt.

The cold and hard hand grabbed the neck of the spiritual light, and the sharp sword-like aura penetrated through the body and traveled all over the body, and the power of mana and divine consciousness was immediately dispersed, and it could not be mobilized at all.

Ling Guang broke out in a cold sweat, and said softly and urgently: "Shangxian, Shangxian, if you have something to say, everything is easy to discuss!"

Glancing down, Ling Guang saw a cultivator levitating, one hand clutching his neck.

The cultivator's stature is comparable to that of ordinary mortal spirits, and he is all over the place, and if this person wants to stop his throat, he naturally has to suspend in mid-air.

His gaze swept to the cultivator's face, and Ling Guang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, because he found that this person was so familiar.

"You know me?"

Wang Dingzhou asked coldly.

Holding Ling Guang's throat in his hand, no subtle expression could avoid Wang Dingzhou's eyes.

Ling Guang hurriedly said: "Shangxian, you are a dignified supercurrent master, how can the villain have the blessing of knowing you, I don't know what you want?

After this period of non-stop efforts, Wang Dingzhou killed hundreds of cultivators and fierce beasts, the Dao has reached its limit, and the soul is occupied by the Heavenly Dao Perception, and it cannot accommodate more Heavenly Dao Enlightenment!

To comprehend the way of heaven, you need a strong soul to support, if the soul is not enough, no matter how strong your understanding is, you can't comprehend it, Wang Dingzhou's cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm has come to an end.

If an ordinary Qi Refining Realm cultivator wanted to reach this step, it would take at least hundreds of years of accumulation, and Wang Dingzhou only spent a negligible amount of time grafting the hundreds of years of accumulation of others onto his own.

That's the magic of fetish!

The true mana in the meridians has only been condensed into eighty, and two percent are still not full.

Therefore, Wang Dingzhou spent some more time absorbing the other Five Elements Laws, so that the true mana also became ten percent, and then refined into a part of the sword qi.

The other two percent of the true mana, although it does not belong to the Golden Heavenly Dao, is better than nothing.

After refining so many laws, the sharpness of the sword qi far exceeded the level before Wang Dingzhou, and now he can kill Cheng Fei with a single sword, so Ling Guang is naturally handy.

Wang Dingzhou's hand was forceful, and the sword qi rushed into Ling Guang's body to wreak havoc.

Ling Guang trembled in pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Wang Dingzhou said: "You really don't know me? My sword qi stabs your soul, can't I tell whether what you say is true or false? Do you think that a mere protector can stop my sword qi?"

With a thought in his mind, he didn't even cast the Falling God Cone, and directly used his sword qi to shatter the protector of Ling Guang's soul.

The sword qi touched the soul, and life and death were only in an instant, Ling Guang's frightened face turned pale, and he left everything behind, and said in a loud voice: "Shangxian don't do it, I do know you, your name is Wang Dingzhou, and you are from the Puyang realm." ”

Wang Dingzhou was taken aback: "Say everything you know!"

"It's Wang Qingshuang of the Lilac Sect, his son died, I suspect that it was you who did it, and paid a lot of money for us to capture you alive, our Tian Boss and three brothers are responsible for this matter, I just heard about it, and I have never participated in ......it."