Pure strength can crush everything!
This palm of Wang Chen condenses 90% of its own power and incorporates the power of the outer elixir, completely reaching the peak level of the Purple Mansion.
This monk was only at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion. He was first stabbed in the eye by Sword Pellet, and then slapped hard by Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm from Wang Chen. How could he withstand it!
His chest was sunken and his back was protruding. He had an unknown number of broken ribs, and his internal organs were instantly severely traumatized.
While being knocked away, blood spurted out from the monk's mouth.
Mixed with countless internal organs fragments!
If it is injured to such an extent, it is basically declared useless. Even if it is lucky enough to survive, it will not have the slightest fighting power.
Wang Chen severely injured his opponent with his right palm. He immediately raised his left hand and shouted in a deep voice, "Suppress!"
A breath as vast as the sea surged out of his body and swept in all directions in an instant.
Covering the other five monks around him at the same time!
The five Purple Mansions were all shocked, all showing expressions of disbelief.
"Golden elixir!"
One of them let out a heart-rending howl.
The terrifying power that had just been imposed on them contained a powerful golden elixir aura, which absolutely suppressed and frightened them at the realm level.
These monks thought that Wang Chen was Golden Core True Person, and they were all heartbroken.
The fighting spirit and fighting spirit are greatly weakened.
Wang Chen is of course not a Jindan cultivator. The invisible pressure he just exerted was actually the result of stimulating the power of the outer elixir.
There is still a big difference from the real Golden Core True Person.
It's just that these monks were disrupted by Wang Chen from the beginning. One of their companions was severely injured, and they subconsciously developed a great fear of Wang Chen.
It was this instinctive fear that made them lose the courage to continue fighting.
These monks are really not just a mob. They are individuals who dare to venture deep into the Manglong Mountain Range with brave personalities. However, under the threat of death, the instinct of survival immediately takes over.
Several monks flew back together, some used spiritual weapons for self-defense, and some inspired the escaping Talismans.
Everyone just wants to save their lives.
"Confinement!"
But at the next moment, a huge fox tail swept across the entire field, intercepting the monks who were trying to escape and restricting their movements.
Qingyingying's Spiritual Light covers all directions!
"Qingqiu Fox Demon!"
A monk was dumbfounded and stood frozen on the spot, trembling.
What kind of existence did they get into?
Bang!
As soon as the monk finished speaking, a flying sword struck through the air like lightning and circled around him twice.
The light flashed, and four or five bloody corpses fell to the ground!
At the same time, another monk next to him looked down at his chest and saw a snow-white claw piercing through his body and heart from his back, and then emerged from his chest.
His life was completely drained away in an instant!
And this tragic and bloody killing has not yet ended.
boom!
The roof flew off, and countless rubble Roof Tile flew everywhere.
A monk with a look of fear on his face just flew into the air, and was immediately cut in half by a flying sword. He screamed and fell back into the rubble of the ruins.
He did not die on the spot, but tried to crawl away from this hell of death.
As a result, a corpse of his companion with his heart ripped out roared towards him and hit him hard.
It took his last breath away!
This deserted village suddenly returned to silence, and all the noise and noise suddenly disappeared.
At this time, even the moon hanging in the night sky quietly hid deep in the clouds.
Wang Chen summoned Dragon Abyss Sword and incorporated it into his body again.
After being refined and nurtured day and night, this natal magic weapon is gradually showing its sharp edge!
After retracting the flying sword, he looked at Hu Jiao.
This Qingqiu Fox Demon was wiping his hands with a silk handkerchief with a look of disgust on his face.
Aware of Wang Chen's gaze, it quickly put away the handkerchief, looked around and said, "Brother Wang, this is no longer suitable for resting. Let's move to another place."
"I know a place that's nice and secluded."
Wang Chen nodded. "Okay."
But he did not follow Hu Jiao and leave. Instead, he swept the battlefield as quickly as possible.
Wang Chen killed four of the seven Purple Mansion monks and gained nearly 3,000 Heavenly Merit points.
Although they are all Rogue Cultivator, their equipment is not bad. Everyone carries high-end storage bags, and they have twenty or thirty spiritual weapons in total!
Wang Chen has been so poor recently, how could he let go of this windfall!
The other party wanted to rob him, but now he is robbing him in turn. This is called a cycle of retribution!
After clearing away the loot, Wang Chen cast Mystic Fire Flying Crow to burn all the corpses to ashes, and then played dozens of Rebirth Talisman and Heavenly Secret Talisman in one breath.
"Let's go!"
Under the leadership of Hu Jiao, one person and one demon left the deserted village and sneaked for hundreds of miles, and finally came to a cave.
"It turns out there is a big stupid bear living here."
Hu Jiao explained, "I later kicked him out. The place was OK, but a little dirty."
It waved its palm in front of its nose and said, "It still smells bad!"
Looking very disgusted.
Wang Chen thinks this cave is quite good. The entrance is small and very hidden, but there is a whole other world inside.
But as Hu Jiao said, the smell in the cave is not very good.
But Wang Chen didn't care about this, and he didn't have any mysophobia. He immediately chose a dry and clean place to set up a bonfire again, and took out a few fragrant wood sticks and threw them into it.
The scent of this fragrant wood is fragrant, and the aroma produced by burning quickly spreads to every corner of the cave.
It feels like this cave has become warm and comfortable!
"You humans really know how to enjoy it!"
Hu Jiao took the futon from Wang Chen, sat down in front of the bonfire, and said with a sigh, "It's not like us Demon Race..."
It shook its head and said no more.
The fox clan is considered very clean and particular in Demon Race, and is far from comparable to the human clan in this aspect.
In fact, most Demon Race have not yet broken away from the Demon Beast habit.
Wang Chen smiled and placed the previously seized storage bag and the messy spiritual weapons on the ground, "Half for each person, you pick first."
Hu Jiao was stunned. "I have one too?"
"Of course."
Wang Chen said without hesitation, "You have contributed, of course you have to share the spoils, this is only fair."
Hu Jiao looked at him blankly. "My mother said that you are the greediest human race..."
It has a good impression of Wang Chen, and it doesn't care about these external things, so it has never thought about getting a share of the pie.
To avoid falling out with Wang Chen over the distribution of loot.
Unexpectedly, Wang Chen actually took the initiative to bring it up.
"Give it all to you."
This Qingqiu Fox Clan shook his head vigorously. "I don't want it!"
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