allendalepharm Chapter 142
Chapter 142
Zhang Wei’s eyes widened.
There are two of them, one is the fourth layer of Jindan, and the other is the third layer of Jindan.
The spell that burst out with all his strength was actually shattered by the other party in the flesh.
Shangguan Feng’s head was even smashed by the other party’s punch!
What kind of monster is this man?
An electric light flashed in Zhang Wei’s mind, and he suddenly remembered a word that had disappeared into the long river of history.
Alchemist!
Only a body refiner can have such a terrifying physical body.
Zhang Wei immediately retreated, first threw out two magic talismans, turned into two tiger souls and resisted for the time being.
Two defensive spells were immediately cast.
A layer of earthy yellow light armor immediately covered the whole body.
An earthy yellow spiritual power shield blocked in front of him.
At the same time, he sacrificed two defensive magic weapons to protect him.
The first one, called the silkworm rope, controls a magic weapon, but it also has the effect of protecting the body.
The second magic weapon, called the Thousand Heavy Ruler, is his original magic weapon.
It was a jade ruler carved with the pattern of birds and beasts.
As soon as it appeared, it released a bright jade light and immediately blocked in front of Zhang Wei.
After doing this in one breath, Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other party.
His thousand-weight ruler, which can be attacked, retreated and defended, is the magic weapon he relies on the most.
He didn’t believe it, he took out so many hole cards in one go, and under the layers of defense, he could still be broken by the other party.
Chu Xuan looked at Zhang Wei, who had put himself into a turtle shell, and smiled dumbly.
“You have quite a lot of defense.” Chu Xuan couldn’t help but smile.
Zhang Wei said vigilantly, “Daoist, there is something to say, if you want to be the head of the True Martial Sect, it is good, there is no need to fight to death.”
Chu Xuan laughed even louder.
What is the significance of being the head of a small sect.
Chu Xuan smiled and said, “Compared to this so-called position of the leader, I am more interested in your storage bag.
Zhang Wei’s pupils shrank suddenly.
The next moment, Chu Xuan suddenly punched.
Bang!
In just an instant, three punches were thrown in a row.
First punch!
The spiritual armor and spiritual power shield shattered.
Second punch!
The silkworm rope wailed and fell to the ground.
Third punch!
The thousand-weight ruler was dull and dull, and it was split into three pieces.
The Natal Weapon was shattered.
Zhang Wei was immediately recoiled, sprayed blood wildly on the spot, and flew out.
His pupils reflected a rapidly enlarged fourth punch.
There was only one last thought in his mind.
What a strong force, such a fierce punch.
Bang!
The skull is shattered.
Chu Xuan stirred his spiritual power and shook the blood and brain plasma on his fist.
He looked at the two headless corpses in the council hall and smiled slightly.
Refining the body thirty times, really strong!
Flesh hard resistance to Jindan spells!
Fist blast down the magic weapon!
“When I first crossed it, I obviously wanted to be a sword fairy.”
Chu Xuan looked at his huge fist and couldn’t help but smack his lips.
What a sword fairy.
They all had to tremble under their thirty-heavy fists.
Chu Xuan casually collected the bodies of the two into the corpse raising tower, and took away the storage bag with him, and then strode away.
The movements in the hall had already attracted the attention of many disciples of the True Martial Sect.
But as soon as Chu Xuan walked out, these disciples quickly dispersed, saying things like today’s moonlight is really beautiful.
I don’t know where the wonderful night comes from on this dark and windy night.
……
“Fat! It’s fat! Chu
Xuan took out all the contents of the storage bags of the two Golden Dan cultivators and sighed with emotion.
The storage bag of the Jin Dan monk was indeed fatter than that of the foundation cultivator.
After these two people occupied the True Martial Gate, they obviously didn’t want to take root at all, but just used it as a means to accumulate wealth.
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Many of the treasures in their storage bags were collected by other small sects.
Of course, most of the things collected from those small sects were treasures of the foundation building period.
Such as magic weapons, elixirs, talismans and so on.
For Chu Xuan, it was no longer of much use.
Only the spirit stone is still useful.
No matter which realm, you can still use spirit stones.
“This person’s magic weapon has been broken by me, but the old man’s magic weapon is still there.”
Chu Xuan carefully looked at the pitch-black big seal in his hand.
This seal is called the Xuanwu Seal, and it is a magic weapon.
The way to kill enemies is simple.
It is to smash at the enemy.
Highlight a simple, rude and unreasonable.
Of course, although it is only a lower-grade magic weapon, it is far beyond the ultimate magic weapon.
Chu Xuan estimated that as soon as this thing came out, it could easily crush most of the ultimate defensive magic weapons.
As soon as Chu Xuan’s divine sense swept away, he removed the divine sense mark left on Shangguan Feng.
In its place, he was the mark of his own soul and blood.
His own divine soul is strong enough.
Even if it is a magic weapon, it can urge about four pieces at the same time.
Since you have the magic weapon, you have to use it.
One more magic weapon, one more power.
“And this secret method of divine knowledge, although it is only a lower grade of the Golden Pill Period, it is enough now.”
Chu Xuan took out a copy of “Piercing God Needle” from Shangguan Feng’s storage bag and nodded slightly.
This “Needle of the God” has only two layers.
The first layer is about the method of tempering divine knowledge.
The second layer is about the method of condensing divine consciousness into a needle.
Chu Xuan didn’t care if it was strong or not.
As long as there is enough.
Compared to the magic technique, the secret method of divine knowledge is relatively rare.
Now that he can have a Divine Sense Secret Method in his hands, he has surpassed most Jindan cultivators.
In the future, there will naturally be a chance to obtain better divine knowledge secret methods.
Even if you can’t find it, there are well-wishers who take the initiative to send it to the door.
……
Black Dragon Mountain Council Hall.
Song Junjie and Qian Tang are like ants on a hot pot, always walking back and forth, unable to stop.
I was afraid that as soon as I stopped, a cultivator from the True Martial Sect would come to the door to ask about the crime.
However, the night has gone and the sun has risen.
Zhenwumen has never come to the door to hold accountable.
This incident disappeared without a trace as if a drop of water melted into the sea.
“What the hell happened?” Qian Tang was anxious.
“I’ve sent someone out to investigate, there should be news.” Song Junjie said in a deep voice.
A moment later, a Qi refining disciple also rushed into the hall with arrows.
“Deputy head of the sect, I have inquired about the news, Zhenwu Gate Jindan…”
He was so excited that he spoke incoherently.
“Say, say it quickly! What happened to Zhenwumen? Qian Tang was impatient.
Song Junjie stepped forward and slapped a palm on the shoulder of the Qi refining disciple.
Cold spiritual power was injected into the latter’s body.
Only then did the Qi refining disciples gradually calm down.
“Say.” Song Junjie said deeply.
Only then did the Qi refining disciple respectfully say, “The two Golden Pill cultivators of the True Martial Sect disappeared last night.
“According to what the disciples of the True Martial Sect said, there was a sound of fighting in the council hall last night, and I saw a black-clothed friar flying away.”
“Since then, the two True Martial Sect’s Golden Pills have disappeared without a trace.”
Song Junjie and Qian Tang looked at each other and saw the stunned look in their eyes.
“You go down.” Song Junjie waved his hand.
“Yes.”
There is no one else in the main hall.
Qian Tangcai was shocked, “It’s
the master…” Song Junjie nodded heavily, “It was definitely the master who did it.”
“He is not the ninth layer of foundation building that we guessed, he is Jin Dan Xiuwei…” There
was surprise on the faces of the two, but bitterness filled their mouths.
The owner is Jin Dan Friar, Le.
But the master is still a magic repairer, and he can’t be happy.