Immediately, Tan Song looked at those Jindan monks and said, "You also attacked me just now, so it's good to have five thousand spirit crystals each." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

These Jindan monks almost vomited blood.

Although the Jindan monks were much richer than the Zhuji monks, the five thousand spirit crystals were almost half of their net worth.

The price of a high-grade spiritual weapon is more than 100,000 yuan, and the difference between a magic weapon is only millions, and the good ones cost millions of spirit stones and 5,000 spirit crystals, which is equivalent to five million spirit stones.

This is a magic weapon for each person.

Although they were bleeding heavily, these Jindan monks couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts.

That's nothing.

Tan Song began to collect things, hundreds of monks handed over things with bitter faces, and Tan Song's treasures increased rapidly.

This made him extremely happy.

Soon, almost all of them handed over various treasures.

One by one, watching Tan Song gain so much, all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

The phantom disappeared, and Bai Jian stood up, unable to help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at Tan Song's immature face, that shameless smile, and the child's general attitude of collecting things, and he couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

Thinking that it took me hundreds of years to collect these things, and in the blink of an eye, they were all in vain, and my heart was sad.

However, he didn't dare to deal with Tan Song.

The Blood Refining Sect pressed his heart like a powerful tightening spell.

It was a sect with Heavenly Palace monks, and the other party could kill himself with one finger.

He looked at Tan Song and squeezed out a smile. The smile on the face that had not been smiling in decades was worse than crying.

"I've seen the young ancestor, I don't know if the young ancestor can go back to the Yuanchen Sect to visit old friends, senior brothers, junior brothers, masters, etc. ”

Bai Jian had a calculation in his heart.

It's just a secret realm, as long as you please Tan Song, it must not be a problem.

The Yuanying Monk needs to rely on the power of the secret realm to perceive the space, so that he can advance to become a Heavenly Palace Monk.

The Heavenly Palace Monk has the power of space and is able to create secret realms.

The secret realms in this world were created by monks above the Heavenly Palace level.

The Blood Refining Sect has Heavenly Palace cultivators, and as long as the other party is willing to make a move, they will naturally be able to create countless secret realms.

Legend has it that in the Sixth Heaven, those sect disciples can be rewarded with the secret realm as long as they advance to the Yuan Infant.

When Tan Song heard this, his face was slightly melancholy.

It has been ten years since he left the sect, and the grass and trees that Yuanchen Sect injured are still vivid.

Master Li Yuanyao's hair like a bird's nest, his temper like gunpowder, and his kind smile couldn't help but appear in his mind.

Senior Brother Yang Guang's broad shoulders and gentle smile seemed to be shaking in front of him.

There is also Sun Yiren, I don't know if her arrogant character has changed, I think she should have broken through to become a foundation building monk.

There are also Yun Yu, Yun Keer, Lei Ba and others.

Tears flowed from Tan Song's eyes.

"Go back, of course. ”

Tan Song slapped his thigh violently and shouted loudly.

Immediately, he looked at Tianyi Ancestor and said, "Ancestor, I don't know if I can go back to Yuanchen Sect next." ”

Tianyi Ancestor smiled and said, "Of course you can, everything is up to the Young Ancestor." ”

Tan Song suddenly smiled and said, "Then go back to Yuanchen Sect first!"

Soon, Tan Song was taken to Yuanchen Sect by Tianyi Ancestor.

Tan Song left, and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The pressure is too much.

"Finally left, I hope I don't meet him in the future. ”

"Yes, this guy is a money addict, you see he just looked at my elixir, his eyes are simply glowing. ”

"Speaking of what kind of sect the Blood Refining Sect is, it seems to be more powerful than our Heavenly Sword Sect. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, remember it all for me, when you meet Tan Song in the future, you must be respectful and polite. ”

One by one, the monks discussed, and then the Jindan monks shouted loudly.

In the void, Tan Song and the others flew quickly.

The White Sword Ancestor accompanied him, like a protector of the Dharma.

"Young Ancestor, after this time, you will go back with me to see the Ancestor, and then practice in the Blood Refining Sect, I hope you can cultivate the Blood Refining Technique, so that my Blood Refining Sect is no longer just an empty name. Tianyi Ancestor said.

Tan Song was puzzled: "Ancestor, is it possible that no one in the Blood Refining Sect has successfully cultivated? Although this Blood Refining Technique is a little painful, it is not extremely difficult!"

Tianyi Ancestor's body trembled and almost fell.

He vomited blood in his heart, and complained in his heart: "Isn't it difficult? ”

"Young Ancestor has outstanding talents, no one can compare, naturally he doesn't think it's difficult, other people are not talented, so naturally he can't practice divine skills. ”

Tianyi Ancestor thought about it and squeezed out this sentence.

Next to him, the White Sword Ancestor was depressed for a while.

I thought that this guy was really lucky, if he hadn't cultivated into the Blood Refining Technique, I am afraid that his fate would have changed a long time ago.

Tan Song nodded and said, "I think so too." ”

Tianyi Ancestor complained again in his heart: "I'm really proud." ”

The Yuanying Cultivator was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to reach the Yuanchen Sect.

Looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, Tan Song sighed in his heart.

"Two ancestors, I'll go to my master first, you can do it yourself. ”

Tan Song said and flew into the distance.

"Tianyiyou, I just have something I want to ask you, why don't you go to my Heavenly Sword Peak and sit down?" said Bai Jian with a smile.

"It's okay!" Tianyi Ancestor nodded.

Tan Song flew towards the master's courtyard, anxious in his heart.

Ten years is actually very short for a monk, especially a foundation-building monk, but Tan Song's cultivation has only been more than ten years until now.

Flying and flying, someone stopped him in front of him.

Tang Gongde stared at the flying person in front of him with a wide eye, and his heart was in disbelief.

"Tan Song, it's Tan Song!"

He yelled.

Beside him, there was day and night.

When the three brothers saw Tan Song at this time, they were all completely red.

The three cultivators were abolished and rebuilt again in ten years.

With the assistance of a large number of resources, coupled with the fact that he has already cultivated once, his cultivation has returned to the peak of Qi cultivation now.

Looking at Tan Song, the day and night were overjoyed.

They had long wanted to take revenge for this, but Tan Song hid on the ground, and they couldn't find anyone at all.

Unexpectedly, just when I was going to have a good meal, I met Tan Song.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into. Tan Song, this time I don't believe you can't die. ”

Bai Jian shouted sharply, and then quickly summoned the others.

Suddenly, a large number of peak monks rushed up quickly.

"Everyone, the person in front of you is Tan Song, if you catch him or kill him, you can get a major reward!"

Immediately, these people were completely red-eyed.

Yuanchen chased and killed them all.

At the time, they just saw it as an anecdote. But I didn't expect that one day, I would have the opportunity to participate.

And, so fast.

"Kill, kill Tan Song!"

One by one, these disciples were frantically performing spiritual skills, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, etc.

Tan Song looked at all this in front of him in amazement, and shouted loudly: "I am no longer a wanted criminal, it was the White Sword Ancestor who sent me back." ”

"Don't listen to him, he Tan Song is the rebellion of our Yuanchen Sect, and it is the Yuanchen chase and killing order personally issued by my ancestor, how can he personally send him back, kill Tan Song, and you will be rewarded!" Bai Tian shouted sharply.

When the other disciples heard this, they felt justified.

Immediately went on the offensive.

I saw that the Dao Dao Flying Sword shot towards Tan Song, drawing traces in the sky, and different spiritual power attributes burst out in different colors.

Some use flower basket instruments.

The flower basket magic weapon rotated rapidly in the sky, and then pieces of petals flew out towards Tan Song.

Some use war knives.

One after another, the blades slashed frantically towards Tan Song.

Some use psionic skills.

Fists, palm prints, leg prints, spirit seals, phantoms, and all kinds of strange spiritual skills were displayed one after another, frantically attacking Tan Song.

There were even a few more tyrant monks who directly tore apart their talisman treasures, and suddenly attacked towards Tan Song with a powerful attack like a foundation building monk.

For a time, the entire sky was a variety of attacks.

Tan Song was in a hurry, this is simply a show meeting a soldier, and it is unreasonable.

"You forced me, you forced me, then don't blame me for being rude. ”

Tan Song didn't want to attack them, after all, he had no enmity with them. But if you don't do it now, you can't do it.

Being beaten alive is not Tan Song's personality.

He quickly took out the Phantom Gold Sword and slashed at the various attacks such as spiritual weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual skills in the sky.

The sword soared into the sky, and the power was immense.

As Tan Song's sword slashed out, all the monks were stunned.

This sword gave them the feeling that the whole heaven and earth had been suppressed.

This sword made them feel very small and powerless.

This sword shocked them.

This sword made them regret it.

They were all in a daze, wasn't Tan Song a peak Qi cultivation cultivator, how could he launch such a powerful attack.

Even if he succeeds in building the foundation, he shouldn't be.

The other monks were stunned in disbelief.

During the day, the three of them set off shocking waves in their hearts.

"Impossible, how is it possible, this must be an illusion, yes, it must be an illusion, Tan Song used to like to play illusions, and he also cheated a lot of people. Haha, I'll just say how could he launch such a powerful attack!"

Daylight's face was extremely pale, and he kept talking to himself.

Bai Ye and Tang Gongde couldn't help but nod.

Rumble!

Tan Song's sword finally landed on these magic weapons and spirit weapons, and the explosion exploded.

One by one, the spiritual weapons were quickly destroyed, and the spiritual skills were quickly annihilated.

A sword breaks through ten thousand laws, and a sword breaks the sky.

One by one, these peak Qi cultivation cultivators vomited blood, and their breath was turbulent.

looked at Tan Song one by one, and his heart was shocked.

"Impossible, his strength is comparable to that of Brother Jindan!"

"Damn, isn't he a peak Qi cultivation cultivator, this sword is too terrifying. ”

"It's not a fantasy, it's real. ”

"Oh my God, what did I do, I actually wanted to kill a person who had a golden pill cultivation. ”

"Hurry up and report to the sect, please come out of the foundation monk, Jindan monk. Otherwise, who will be able to destroy him? ”

For a while, countless people fled quickly, terrified, afraid that Tan Song would catch up and kill them.

Tan Song finally breathed a sigh of relief: "If you have to force me to make a move, I'm so afraid that one of them won't be able to control it and kill you all." Alas, it's also troublesome to cultivate too high. ”

Immediately, an angry look appeared on his face: "What the hell is the White Sword Ancestor doing, saying that the wanted warrant has been lifted, and there are still so many people chasing and killing me." ”

Tan Song was talking to himself, only to see many foundation building monks rushing over, one by one murderous.

(To be continued.) )