Dolls, trembling and flying.

Spiritual threads, something invisible to the naked eye, appeared in front of Zhao Ning's eyes.

Under the observation of Zhao Ning's soul and double pupils, any mental means are just childish tricks and cannot be regarded as real skills and magical powers.

As Zhao Ning used his double pupils, all the scenes he saw in front of him returned to their normal state. When he stepped out, the blade in his hand suddenly burned with golden light and fire. The gold and fire intertwined to create a unique texture, bursting out with an unprecedented extraordinary effect.

Strength.

The blade flew up and down at an extremely fast speed.

An extremely dazzling and bright red light is pulled out in the sky, like a July fire. The sparks fly across the sky and outline a tail arc, full of coquettish beauty, and like the gears of fate. As fate turns, the stars are densely packed.

The Luo weaves a suffocating skynet.

Knife, knife, knife.

Force, force, force.

The sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul.

With the sound of a knife blowing in the wind, the golden light and flames flew, easily penetrating the puppet body of the human puppet possessed by the evil god, opening roads in the mountains, splitting the rivers, and becoming invincible.

The human rag doll was cut in half, leaving streaks of golden flames behind.

The golden flame is the Buddhist fire cultivated by Zhao Ningxiu.

This kind of Buddhist fire is extremely powerful and is born from the anger in people's hearts.

The angrier you are, the stronger your Buddha fire becomes.

With the anger of all sentient beings, he will burn away all greed, anger and ignorance, and then he will be reborn in the dust and enjoy the bliss of the Western Heaven.

Not to mention this mere human body, it is the body of a demon. If you have not cultivated to the point of becoming indestructible, it is difficult to say that you can easily compete with such magical powers and abilities.

And in this place, there is no hard material that can stop the burning of the golden flame. It can be called the world-destroying divine fire, destroying the heaven and the earth! Indestructible! Invincible!

Burned by the golden fire, the power of the evil god quickly collapsed.

Not long after, the evil god's soul was refined and purified into a crystal.

Suddenly, the golden light and fire light in the room disappeared, revealing something on the ground.

The human rag doll has been burned into nothingness and reduced to ashes.

Due to its tough texture, the Evil God's Yuan Shen has become crystallized under the mysterious power of transformation, turning into a pure Yuan Shen crystal, quietly suspended in the air. Zhao Ning faced this Yuan Shen.

Crystal waved her hand, and after a moment of invisible spiritual power, she grabbed it and held it in her hand.

"Is this the crystallization of the soul?"

Zhao Ning looked at the soul crystal in his hand with a hint of curiosity.

A practitioner can condense the Taoist dragon and tiger golden elixir in his body, or he can cultivate the Buddhist golden wheel behind his head, or the golden body of merit, the demonic blood demon Yuanying, etc.

The evil gods have different cultivation systems, and the things they produce are also different.

There are often all kinds of strange things and there is no unified standard.

Zhao Ning just glanced at it and saw some information.

This is information about divine positions and priesthoods.

It turns out that this evil god has already entered the Shinto, enjoyed the offerings of human incense, gained access to the divine orifices, and became the acquired god Mao Shen, which is also commonly known as the wild god among the people.

Although this kind of god has no organization, is not considered a god in the heaven and earth system, and cannot enjoy the rewards of heaven's merits, but this kind of wild god is not a common thing without any merit.

It's just that I came from a grassroots background, had no backing or background, and no famous teachers to guide me, so I could only rely on myself to gradually explore and move forward slowly.

After Zhao Ning took a look at it, he immediately realized that it was a good thing and took it into his arms.

Later, he discovered that the other evil gods had already taken advantage of the gap in their fight to escape.

"It's a pity that these evil gods run too fast. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have gained more."

Zhao Ning extinguished the thought of killing the evil god and getting a reward as soon as it emerged.

Everyone is greedy, and since things cannot be done, Zhao Ning will not forcefully ask for them.

What's more, killing two evil gods this time has already been a fruitful harvest, enough for Zhao Ning to study for a while.

"With the help of these two evil gods, I can save a lot of hard work in practicing magical powers!"

Soul cultivation requires more resources than physical cultivation, and the resources required are also more high-end and demanding. With Zhao Ning's current soul power, as long as he refines the souls of these two evil gods, he can make great progress.

Even in the realm of cultivation, we can make further progress.

After all, the evil god in this mansion has been enshrined for who knows how many years, and the power of the soul in his body has already been able to break through to a higher and unpredictable realm.

But it's just because they don't have the staff of the imperial court or the staff of heaven and earth that they can't be promoted.

It’s just that I have been stuck in this realm for who knows how many years, with all my spiritual power, but no chance to break through to a higher level.

The evil gods have relied on years of cultivation, and although they have profound knowledge, they are only making wedding clothes for others.

This is a bureau, a bureau for ordinary people.

If you don’t have a noble background, no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to compare with those people who have backing, background, and luck.

In such a fairy world, it is even more difficult for an ordinary person to stand up and become the richest man in the world than in an ordinary world. The difference is hundreds of millions of times, and there is no comparison at all.

Zhao Ning felt that not only the world of immortals and gods, but also the ordinary world, without strength, would be ruthlessly suppressed and reduced to leeks and seeds waiting to be harvested, killed by the superiors, or abandoned.

Unless you are the kind of practitioner who can truly control your own life, death and destiny, you will be a slave and an ant all your life, and you will never be able to stand up.

A truly strong person should be a person who can control his own destiny and everything, rather than a small person who has been reduced to the bottom and wanders at the bottom of society. Even if such a small person dies one day, there will be no one.

To care about this matter is like the death of an ant in the world, so insignificant and not worth mentioning.

"Cultivation! Strength! This is the most important thing!"

The more Zhao Ning practices, the more deeply he feels the horror of this world.

Under the rules of heaven, no matter how all living beings fight openly and secretly, it is just a game between ants, and it does not really change their own destiny, or even change the fate of death.

As soon as a person is born, he is sentenced to death by heaven.

Every day that passes is getting closer and closer to the execution date.

And this is the true trend of heaven, where the sky is truly ruthless and fair, granting all living beings a fair death.

A long life will die.

Life is short, and you will die.
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