Chapter 123 The Power of the Blood Demon Seal
"ah……"
A terrible strong wind hit, and many people present were blown away and thrown ten meters away.
There were only four of them who seemed to be cultivating the gods. Their spiritual energy was surging all over their bodies. They forcibly stabilized their bodies and fixed their eyes on the intersection of the two killing moves.
At this time, due to the collision of the two previous moves, the earth was annihilated into powder. The dust was scattered, obscuring everyone's sight.
After the two moves collided just now, the surrounding black brilliance became chaotic and abnormal. The color became lighter in some places, and thin black lines were twisted in some places.
Finally, all the thin black threads were twisted and twisted together, turning into a small black ball, which shattered into powder with a click.
At the same time, the previously weird gravity also completely disappeared at this time.
"The aftermath of the attack can actually destroy the field where the fourth-grade runes are generated. Are these two people so powerful..." A middle-aged man with a surging aura, who seemed to be able to break through the cultivation of the gods at any time, sighed in a hoarse voice.
"That's a genius. We need to look up to him, and we don't know when we will be able to achieve it [cultivation]. I can already fight against it!" Another person with the ninth level of Ningling also shook his head and sighed.
"Being able to see two such exciting battles makes this trip worthwhile." Another person said.
"Speaking of which, wasn't there another person that Jun Moqi wanted to kill earlier?" said the only gray-haired old man among the four Ninth Level Ningling people.
"Indeed, that person seems to be acquainted with the demon cultivator. And that person's strength seems to be comparable to ordinary cultivators." The middle-aged man who spoke first said.
"Why are the two of them so powerful? Isn't there anyone who is as curious as me?" the old man said, his sharp gaze directed at the half-dead He Wei not far away.
"But he is the friend of the demon cultivator. What if..."
The old man's proposal obviously made the remaining three people interested, but thinking of Yinglang's strength, the three of them were hesitant. Finally, the youngest among them hesitated to speak.
The old man smiled and spoke slowly: "I, Shen Jinshan, started practicing at the age of fifteen. However, my cultivation talent is not very high. When I broke through the liquid transformation, I was already eighteen years old. At that time, I knew that if I relied on my talent, I would
I’m afraid I won’t be able to break through the cultivation of God in this life.”
"Therefore, I work a hundred times harder than ordinary people. While others are having fun, I am cultivating; while others are sleeping, I am cultivating; while others are loving and enjoying life, I am still cultivating."
"But even though I work so hard, I still can't compare to those so-called geniuses! When I entered the Condensation of Spirits, I was already in my thirties."
"In order to reach a higher realm, I began to push myself continuously. I fought with monsters and stayed in the mountains for ten years. I finally reached the sixth level of Ningling."
"But since then, I have never been able to break through my realm! I began to seek opportunities to seize heavenly materials and treasures, and even set my sights on the descendants of the five major families. I stole skills, I stole combat skills, and I stole heavenly materials.
, I stole the earth treasure and finally allowed myself to reach the ninth level of Ningling!"
"But I am now seventy, but I still can't step into the realm of spiritual cultivation. After I reached the ninth level of condensing spirit, I haven't broken through the realm for twenty-five years! If I continue like this, I will die soon!"
"I can't wait any longer!"
Shen Jinshan danced with his hands, spit flying everywhere, and seemed to be roaring like crazy.
"I must get the opportunity that comes from that young man! Who among the three of you dares to join me?!"
"This..." The two young men looked at each other, their eyes flickering. They were both moved by Shen Jinshan's words.
At this time, the middle-aged man took a step forward and said: "It turns out that the senior is Shen Jinshan, the [resident] who was famous in Baidu City thirty years ago, and the junior Huang Zhen. His cultivation talent is not very good. If he hadn't always been brave,
Even if you are just starting out and are not afraid of death, you will not be able to reach your current state."
"The junior has always admired the senior's courage to refuse to accept fate. Today, the junior will join the senior in going crazy!" Huang Zhen took out a broad knife and said.
"Okay, wealth and honor are found in danger! In order to break through the realm of cultivating gods, today you and I will fight against this unfair world!" Shen Jinshan laughed and looked at Huang Zhen. Both of them were like this.
His eyes flickered, as if he had reached an agreement.
The next moment, Huang Zhen suddenly turned around and slashed out with a spinning knife, directly cutting the young man next to him into two!
At the same time, Shen Jinshan also stepped forward, his whole body bursting with momentum, and punched out, like a sleeping lion waking up, and instantly smashed the head of another young man.
"Decisive, ruthless, and precise. The demeanor of our seniors is still the same as before." Huang Zhen said with a smile.
"How can you seek the road if you are timid? These two people are just wasting their talents while they are alive. They might as well die! But you, a junior, have some courage and can achieve great things." Shen Jinshan shook off the blood on his hands and laughed.
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"Senior, you are ridiculous. I am just powerless and can only rely on myself for everything." Huang Zhen also smiled and divided the two young men's property with Shen Jinshan.
"He's next." After putting away their belongings, the two of them looked at each other, and both curled their lips to look at He Wei.
"One person..." Huang Zhen's spiritual energy surged all over his body, instantly shattering the ground. His body was like a cannonball, shooting straight at him.
"Half." Shen Jinshan smiled, and with mysterious steps, he drifted towards He Wei like the wind.
"Die!" The two of them came to He Wei's side in the blink of an eye. One from the left and one from the right, with a knife and a palm, they hit He Wei's head hard.
At the same time, both of them greedily stretched out their other hands to grab He Wei's storage ring.
But just when the two were about to succeed, He Wei, who was leaning on the tree trunk, suddenly slipped and dodged the attack of the two.
Bang!
The two attacks landed on the trunk of the tree, turning that part of the tree directly into powder.
"You want to chop off my hand as well." Shen Jinshan held the blade of Huang Zhen's knife with one hand, his eyes were gloomy, and he spoke coldly.
"No one of my age knows that [taking birth] is ruthless and cruel. Senior, you can't blame the junior." Huang Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.
Both of them snorted coldly, and quickly reached for He Wei's storage ring with their other hand.
But in the next moment, something happened that shocked the two of them.
That is, He Wei suddenly opened his eyes.
He Wei smiled softly and held the two's wrists with both hands. Spiritual energy surged and his life was broken. There was only a click sound and both of their wrists twisted irregularly.
Immediately, before the two of them could separate, two crystal blue transparent long swords fell from the sky, piercing their other arms and pinning them to the ground.
"Hey, I'm talking about uncle and grandpa~"
The blood demon seal in He Wei's body continuously released streams of energy, controlling him to squat down and look at the two people on the ground.
"Trouble with my things, but you have to pay a price~"
Chapter completed!