Chapter 30: What a Waste to Kill an Enemy Like This!

Under the entire Daming Mountain, exclamations converged into a majestic sound wave!

More than 100,000 people looked up to Panlong Peak, their faces full of shock and despair.

They couldn't understand why the immortal who called for wind and rain was blown up by the young man opposite?

That punch doesn't look like it has any power at all!

The main thing is, how can the gods die?

What is the origin of this big devil, who can kill immortals?

More than 100,000 onlookers were very complicated.

All kinds of emotions quietly spread in the rolling crowd.

At this time, "Liu Mang" had a touch of pride at the corner of his mouth.

That's the perfect result you want!

The beings are angry, sad, and dazed......

All kinds of complex emotions are very complementary to the heavenly demons.

And these things, called red dust.

It is the heavenly nemesis that is high above.

The stronger the red dust aura, the greater the chance of victory.

While devouring it vigorously, the demon god Liu Mang did not forget to drive the tens of thousands of demon seeds hidden in the crowd, and continued to collect the red dust aura with a specially refined magic gourd.

What is it to die an old guy?

Even if hundreds of people die in the air, there will be no problem!

They're just pawns before they launch an all-out blow.

And their deaths were the result of their own deliberate arrangement.

In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of mortals, they are immortals.

However, in the eyes of the demon gods, they are not even ants.

The more tragic the death of this group of people, the more they can mobilize the emotions of sentient beings, such as joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, and fear......

And the air at this time.

Hundreds of monks were stunned by the shocking punch!

This group of people, except for a dozen demonic youths, other old monsters and monks were all corrupted by demon souls.

However, this is not completely controlled.

It's just an invasion of consciousness.

These people are implanted with all kinds of demonic thoughts in their minds, which stimulates their demonic nature to a large extent.

This is because the main soul of the demon god has already controlled the tens of thousands of demon seeds mixed in the crowd below, and with the current strength, it has reached the limit, and it is impossible to completely control these monks.

In addition to the abundance of demonic thoughts, this group of people also has autonomous consciousness and thinking.

That's why they're stunned.

The strength of the young man on the other side is beyond everyone's imagination!

The old monster of the Thousand Fu Sect, that is a mid-Yuan Infant monk who has lived for thousands of years!

Among the hundreds of monks, there were only four who were stronger than him.

These five people are all the top figures among the cultivators on the earth!

I never expected it......

The old monster of Qianfumen, who ranked in the top five in strength, couldn't even catch a punch, and was directly crushed into slag!

"Who else is going to die!"

Xia Yin's cold voice sounded again.

And he also stepped in the air, approaching a group of monks at a distance of ten meters.

Xia Yin, who seems to be strolling leisurely, is actually scolding in his heart!

"Hongjun, a cold-blooded guy, always looks cold, and he didn't even tell me the most important thing!"

It turned out to be that punch just now.

Because it was the first time to control the aura of the Great Dao by himself, he didn't have the slightest experience, so he went all out.

Needless to say, the power of the blow was satisfying and exceeded expectations.

But there was one thing that made Xia Yin so depressed that he almost vomited blood!

It was this blow that actually consumed at least one-tenth of the Great Dao Qi in the body.

Xia Yin obviously felt that the mysterious energy in his body had decreased a lot.

Do it like this......

After ten punches, the Great Dao Breath will be completely exhausted!

Obviously, the blow he just gave was too wasteful.

Xia Yin secretly calculated in his heart:

For each attack, how much Dao aura needs to be released?

First of all, each blow must crush the opponent in seconds in order to make these people, as well as the Demon God Main Soul, believe that they are possessed by the Heavenly Dao.

The second is to save the atmosphere of the avenue as much as possible.

There are also hundreds of powerful enemies on the lookout.

And in the crowd below, there are tens of thousands of demon seeds, ready to move......

These are all enemies that you must deal with.

Before the hidden dragon ascends to the sky, the main soul of the demon god will not act, and Hongjun must not make a move in advance!

Everything is on your own.

Every trace of Dao aura is precious, and it must not be wasted wantonly......

All kinds of thoughts were churning in his heart, but Xia Yin's face did not change in the slightest.

With a cold gaze, he stared at the group of monks dozens of meters away:

"Who will die?"

The sound rolled like thunder, humming in the sky, resonating like an avenue.

This time, not a single one of the hundreds of monks dared to fight!

In the crowd under Daming Mountain.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

"Liu Mang", who was devouring all kinds of emotions, his face sank, and then he quickly closed his eyes......

The next moment.

Among the hundreds of monks in the air, an old Taoist in a green robe had a faint cold flame shining in his eyes.

"The kid is rampant, Qingcheng Feiyunzi is here to kill you!"

Xia Yin looked at the old man.

"Qingcheng Mountain is so far away, and it even came to die!"

The cold flame in Feiyunzi's eyes flickered violently a few times, and he didn't speak, but patted the gray cloth bag on his waist......

Woohoo......

Nine sword rays shot out, circling and flying overhead.

Xia Yin looked at the gray cloth bag on Feiyunzi's waist.

Hongjun once told about the other three thousand worlds.

In the world dominated by cultivation, this kind of gray cloth bag is very common and is called a storage bag.

However, this kind of thing is extremely rare on earth.

Only those old monsters of the hidden world sect who have a deep heritage and a long inheritance have this kind of thing.

And Qingcheng Mountain is a holy place of Taoism, and naturally there are hidden sects that have been handed down.

In Xia Yin's eyes, there was a chaotic light that flickered continuously......

Sansheng Insight launched to investigate the lifelong cultivation process of the old Taoist Qingyunzi.

The Feiyunzi in front of him belongs to a powerful cultivator.

In the middle of the Yuan Infant, he is at the same level as the old monster of Qianfumen.

The benefits of using the Three Lives Discernment, in addition to detecting the enemy's cultivation and knowing what to expect, can also steal all the opponent's magical powers.

Before killing the old monster of the Thousand Fu Sect, he had investigated all the exercises he had cultivated all his life with the eyes of Sansheng, and he was deeply imprinted in his heart.

This is the magic of the three-life insight.

Sansheng has a discerning eye, peeking into the past and future of all things.

Now with the blessing of the Great Dao breath, although it is not possible to spy on the future, but it can be done to investigate anyone's past.

Among the mixed information obtained from the old monster of the Thousand Runes, the Way of the Fu Gong was the method that I was most impressed by.

If you don't die in Daming Mountain this time, you can study the way of Fu Gong carefully.

And the old Dao Feiyunzi of Qingcheng Mountain in front of him is the Qingcheng Sword Dao who is cultivating.

In front of Sanshenghui's eyes, this old guy seems to be a transparent body, and he can see it at a glance!

Three seconds later, the chaotic light in his eyes quietly lurked......

Xia Yin looked at Feiyunzi with a sneering face:

"What are you waiting for?"

"This seat gives you enough time to cast the Taiyi Light Sword Array!"