Seventy-three physical bodies The leader of the Blood Pill Demon Sect, Jiedan, immediately shouted, "Everyone spread out, don't get together."
He Jiahui also suddenly remembered this outstanding person.
Just when he was about to report something, he heard the leader of the alchemy monks order again, "Everyone, don't be stunned.
I'll go meet this kid.
Hum, I'll fight with you in Lei Prison."
Everyone kept their heads down and started playing ping-pong-pong-pong.
The leader of the group spit out the magic weapon.
The magic weapon didn't know what it was.
It turned into three rays of brilliance.
The three rays of red, blue and white brilliance surrounded the spiritual shield outside his body.
Circling back and forth irregularly.
"Boy, let's fight in close combat.
Haha, let's see how you can cast spells."
The leader Jiedan said and put it on Ye Kong's body, trying to hurt Ye Kong with the three rays of light hovering outside his body.
He Jiahui was stunned and didn't move.
He felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't explain it.
After all, the senior brother had already achieved the Great Perfection of Pill Formation, would he still be defeated by the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment?
It was a whole different realm, so why worry about He Jiahui spitting out the magic weapon again?
But at this moment, he thought of it.
"Brother, be careful, he has tricks."
As soon as He Jiahui said this, he stopped talking.
Because it’s useless to say it.
Facing the pill-forming monk who took the initiative to approach him, Ye Kong was stunned and didn't move.
When he came closer, he suddenly spoke.
A ray of silver light flew out, completely ignoring his defense, got into the spiritual shield, and took off his head in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, the silver light penetrated through the hole in his neck, and even the internal organs and golden elixir were smashed to pieces.
This guy died unjustly.
He gave up his life before he even understood what happened.
He will not die in peace.
The monks who had just started fighting over there stopped again, and they all looked at someone as if they were seeing a ghost.
Because in their opinion, the great consummation of the alchemy just now was to take the initiative to beg for death.
They rushed over and put their necks on them.
Brother, kill them.
Could it be that he has some witchcraft?
At this point in the war, there was nothing left to fight.
Everyone in the Blood Pill Demon Sect was already afraid.
He Jiahui yelled, "Retreat!"
After saying that, he pointed to Ye Kong and said, "Boy, we will be back soon."
He Jiahui wanted to say a few cruel words, but no one gave him this chance.
Throwing the golden brick, seals formed in his hand, and he uttered a word.
"shoot" Lushan's Claw appeared immediately, grabbed the golden brick, and slapped He Jiahui on the forehead.
"Pa" He Jiahui's spiritual shield was about to be blown away by this blow.
He cried out, turned around and ran, followed by Lushan's Claw.
"Damn, I used to have a brick running across the street.
I haven't photographed people for a long time, and I'm all rusty."
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Someone said in an arrogant voice.
However, He Jiahui was depressed.
It would be too tragic for him, a pill-forming monk, to be beaten to death by a foundation-building master with a magic weapon.
But he couldn't stop.
If he turned around, the magic weapon wouldn't even have time to vomit, and he would probably be beaten to pieces.
Only escape However, his savior soon appeared.
"Let me run back wherever I go."
Suddenly an old man in gray clothes flew from the sky.
The old man had gray clothes and gray trousers.
His face was also gray, but he was very powerful.
Seeing this old man, the Blood Pill Demon Sect monks stopped in joy.
In fact, when they escaped, they also wanted to go back and ask the old man to take revenge.
Unexpectedly, the old man was alarmed by Ye Kong's thunder and lightning and came on his own.
When He Jiahui saw it, he was overjoyed and shouted, "Uncle, save me!"
"Don't panic."
The old man waved his hand, and he didn't know what spell he used.
He saw a gray fist suddenly appear and hit the Lushan Claw, and the Lushan Claw suddenly shattered.
When people here saw the old man appearing, they all complained in their hearts.
Qiu Chu and Zhang Yunzhe looked at each other and had something in their hearts.
They knew that it would not be that simple.
There must be True Lord Nascent Soul behind them.
Of course, some people are not afraid even if the True Lord Nascent Soul comes.
Well, it seems there is more than one.
The first one to go out was the monk known as Fifth Brother.
This boy was so heartbroken that he went crazy.
He just wanted to fight with others to satisfy himself.
I didn't fight hard enough just now, but now there's an old man in gray, and he rushes forward without even thinking.
"Old man, give me back Xiaoxue" "Fuck you" the old man waved again. ashes A huge gray palm appeared, and slapped the man to the ground, spitting blood.
The strength of the Nascent Soul Master was indeed extraordinary, and he beat the boy to the point where he couldn't even stand up with one move.
"Who just bullied my disciple Hu Fangrong?
If I don't take action, you can do whatever you want?"
Hu Fangrong flew over and taught him a lesson.
Qiu Chu and the others knew they were no match, so they hurriedly said, "Senior Hu, it's not just us who act recklessly, it's really the disciples of your sect who bullied others too much."
"I keep explaining, I only look at the facts," Hu Fangrong roared.
Qiu Chu was still trying to distinguish when a sinister voice sounded, "Fellow Daoist Qiu, don't explain to him.
He's just looking for trouble.
What's the use of talking so much?"
It was Zhao Wuji who spoke.
It seemed that Ye Kong was not the only one who was not afraid of True Lord Yuanying.
Hu Fangrong was extremely annoyed and snorted coldly at Zhao Wuji: "Junior, please tell me your name."
"Zhao Wuji of Renren Demon Sect."
Zhao Wuji took a step forward.
The expression on his zombie face was always a beat slower than his words, so it looked particularly weird.
He smiled and said: "Senior must have never heard of It’s a despicable name, but Senior Hu is indeed famous.
Haha, the spells I learned while scraping ashes in front of the alchemy furnace are getting better and better with each passing day.”
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Hu Fangrong's face suddenly turned red when someone mentioned the past.
It turns out that Hu Fangrong was just a handyman with extremely poor qualifications, working as a laborer in the Blood Pill Demon Sect to remove ashes from the alchemy furnace.
However, Hu Fangrong is also a tough person, and he actually understood the technique while picking out ashes.
His move of transforming into ashes was inspired by the punch mark he left in the ashes of vegetation.
However, Hu Fangrong always regarded this matter as his own shame and never wanted to mention it.
As time went by, the juniors gradually forgot about it.
Unexpectedly, someone exposed the truth again today, and he was immediately furious.
"Who are you?"
Hu Fangrong shouted.
"Didn't I say it, unknown young man Zhao Wuji?"
Zhao Wuji sneered, "It's useless to talk too much.
Let's see the real deal."
Hu Fangrong laughed and said, "Nowadays, the juniors are really more arrogant than the others.
If you really think that the Nascent Soul Lord is just a fool, you all should step away."
The people of the Blood Pill Demon Sect retreated one after another, and the Yunyou Demon Sect and others also quickly retreated.
There must be something extraordinary about Zhao Wuji being able to take the initiative to challenge the True Monarch Nascent Soul.
Zhao Wuji was really weird.
He chuckled twice and said, "Hu Fangrong, try my latest body-refining method."
"physical body" After Zao Wuji finished speaking, he saw his body swell up and soon turned into a big fat man.
However, it was not over yet.
He continued to swell, just like the puffer fish on the earth.
After a while, it swelled up.
It became a ball-like ball of meat
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