After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 237 The Peak of the Stars
Without letting his father, mother and elder brother do anything, Song Jingmo drove the light ball containing the power of transformation into the body in front of him that imprisoned Tiandao.

Unexpectedly, standing beside Song Jingmo, his blond hair glistened under the golden light of the teleportation beam.

During the time when Song Jingmo was reincarnated and rebuilt, she devoured the incomplete core of a destroyed high-level world, and gained some abilities that only the Dao of Heaven had.

The Heavenly Dao of the low-level world grasps the power of the order of heaven and earth, not the power of rules.

Thinking of such a thing that almost caused Song Jingmo to fail in rebuilding, unexpectedly his golden eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

"Don't be angry, I'll take care of it." Song Jingmo said smoothly.

They still have a lot of time to catch up and chat, but this "heavenly way" is more annoying than the mice in the sewer, the cockroaches in the sewer, the flies and the mosquitoes everywhere, and they must not be happy for a moment .

This power of transformation is not used to transform the "Day of Heaven" to a higher level, but to peel off the skin of the "Day of Heaven" layer by layer, and finally peel off the dark inner part.

The innate ability of the Canglan Dragon Clan has its own purification attribute. The "Tian Dao" is wrapped in a light cluster, as if buried in a burning charcoal fire, which makes it extremely painful.

"Why! Why! It's not fair!"

"What's unfair? Is it unfair to you?" Song Jingmo sneered.

"You regard human cultivators as ants that can be crushed to death at will, have you forgotten what you are?"

"It's okay, the memories you want to cover up and forget the most will be recalled in pain." Song Jingmo's voice was soft, and there was no malice in it.

Tian Dao, who was staying in Master Tianhu's body, would have yelled at other things before, but then it turned into swearing.

As if that would make it feel better.

Of course Song Jingmo would not scold it for nothing, and with a thought, all the cultivators who had been waiting for an opportunity around Xingchen Mountain were brought to Xingchen Mountain.

There are the ruins of the Star Sect on Xingchen Mountain.

Apart from the twelve dragon pillars, there is nothing particularly worthy of attention.

The golden light of the transmission channel has dissipated, and the twelve Longwen pillars have absorbed enough energy to emit a pale golden soft light in the dark night. Together with the starlight, it is enough for the cultivators to see the current situation clearly.

The person who fell on the ground and continued to speak some vulgar words that even a country shrew could not utter was Master Tianhu, whom they had almost hailed in the clouds before.

Their spiritual power was imprisoned, they couldn't even speak, they could only silently watch the person at the center of the formation.

Is that really their Master Tianhu?

The disciples of Daozong were confused.

Is that really Master Tianhu that they have been chasing after for so long?
The cultivators who have flattered Master Tianhu more or less and took Master Tianhu's words as the golden rule also panicked.

If Tianhu masters are not real Tianhu masters, what have they done?
"Today, I just invite you to be a witness, not to do anything bad to you."

"You once witnessed the decline of the Star Sect, now you should also witness the decline of the Dao Sect together."

"This is Xingchen Mountain. The Xingchen Sect was first established on Xingchen Mountain."

"I was in the Star Sect a while ago, and met Danzong and several other forces. A total of six heavenly ranks and many elite earth ranks were dispatched, threatening to ask the Star Sect to give what they want with both hands."

"If it doesn't work out, I'll start grabbing it. I didn't expect the Star Sect to fight back, causing those forces to suffer a lot of losses."

"When I left the Star Mountain Range again, I met another group of people. They were a group of casual cultivators, claiming that someone from the outside world had obtained the treasure of a holy alchemist from the Star Sect. Only then did they gain a few more heavenly ranks in one fell swoop."

"But everyone, as cultivators, are you fools who believe what others say? Don't you even have the ability to discern the facts yourself?"

The Taoist disciple blushed with anger and shouted, "You evil devil, let the suzerain go!"

"The suzerain is now controlled by you, so you can say whatever you want!"

"Let go of our suzerain!"

The Taoist disciple who spoke was not completely brainless, he at least estimated the difference in numbers between the enemy and us.

The group that captured the suzerain was less than ten in total, and there were nearly a thousand of them. He didn't believe that each of these people had the ability to defeat a hundred with one.

Therefore, he firmly believed that his side had the upper hand, and it was possible to rescue Sect Master Tianhu.

In his eyes, Sect Master Tianhu is the golden signboard of Dao Sect. With Sect Master Tianhu present, all cultivators must respect the disciples of Dao Sect and dare not show any contempt.

I am used to enjoying this kind of treatment, and my brain is not well raised.

He couldn't find that except for the disciples of Dao Sect, the other cultivators present did not look very good-looking.

Why did they choose to trust Master Tianhu?because you can benefit from it.

Now it is obvious that Master Tianhu can't do anything to the other party, even if they do something, they will only be dealt with.

If Daozong falls, there will be another wave of turmoil in the world of cultivators.

Whoever retains more strength will get a bigger share of the pie.

They watched Daozong build tall buildings little by little, and let Daozong promote themselves to the position of the first sect.

In fact, I don't care much about it in my heart. Some veteran forces with deep background will not heed the call of Daozong, and will only join hands temporarily on certain things.

Just like Danzong, Danzong also claims to be the first sect, but it doesn't matter to the disciples of Daozong.

Daozong disciples spend a lot of money, their status is praised high, and their spirits are also high. Such a person can't be more easy to handle.

Most of Danzong's pills were sold to Daozong disciples.

Those inferior pills that were of inferior quality but couldn't be discerned just by looking at the appearance of the pills were basically sold to the Taoist disciples at the original price.

Looking around, there are hundreds of disciples of Taoist sect, but only a few of them are of earth-level cultivation.

Most of them have sloppy footsteps and unsteady breathing.

Daozong does not require talents in selecting disciples, but only accepts people with predestined relationship.

Those who are predestined are either born well or come from a good family background.

Either the legitimate son of a big secular family or the prince of the royal family.

Daozong has no female disciples, all of them are male disciples, and all of them have been raised to look not very intelligent.

Song Jingmo glanced at the man who was making a fuss, and immediately saw the root cause.

There is a thin dragon energy on that person, which is being continuously extracted.

I looked at the other Taoist disciples and found that their luck was the same.

Song Jingmo didn't even have to guess where the drawn luck went.

"You take it as suzerain, and it takes you as nourishment."

The extremely kind-hearted Song Jingmo used spells to temporarily open the eyes of those cultivators whose eyes are not good.

Such celestial eyes can't see anything else, only the existence of "Qi".

"This... what is this..."

"Everyone's head is his own qi, it may be luck, or it may be other."

"Why does this qi keep decreasing?"

"Naturally, there is something secretly stealing." Song Jingmo answered every question kindly.

"It's your fault?!!"

"Those qi are going in your direction!"

Song Jingmo stroked his sleeves, and calmly moved a few feet to the side.

"It's my fault that I'm so lucky that I dazzled your eyes."

"Now, let's take a good look at who the stolen luck has gone to."

After Song Jingmo, who was covered in a dazzling golden light, was more than ten meters away, the cultivators found that the direction of "qi" movement had not changed.

The strands of "Qi" that were stolen from them gathered together and entered Master Tianhu's body.

"This is not some Tianhu master, Tianhu master is just one of the bodies it has chosen."

A kind of gray-black substance flowed out from the body of Master Tianhu on the ground, and under the eyes of many people, it turned into a human form.

"What is this?!"

"This is your Master Tianhu."

"It's also your Master of the Eight Paths." Song Jingmo replied.

She only guessed that it would be an ugly thing, but she didn't expect it to be so ugly.

Like sludge turned into essence, it barely has a human shape, exudes a stench, and gray-black viscous liquid is constantly dripping from its body.

"It is also the one that summoned the thunder to strike you."

"What exactly is it?" Song Jingmo asked the question.

Unexpectedly, he pulled Song Jingmo back a step and trapped the things inside with dragon flames.

"It was a personal soul at first, but after swallowing too many things, it became what it is now."

The temperature of the dragon flame was extremely high, and the cultivators also felt the heat after a long distance.

It was as if he was being surrounded by flames and roasting himself.

When Xie Ke heard that this lump was Zhao Leijie's existence, he bent down and touched a stone from the ground, and threw it viciously.

The stone hit the shell formed by the dried gray-black substance, making a crackling sound.

That layer of shell was cracked, and the gray-black substance fell off piece by piece, finally revealing a translucent soul body inside.

The translucent soul body is like a suture monster, with many heads, many hands and many feet, it cracked the previous shell, and then began to "shed its skin" again.

What shed was the soul body with a lack of spirit.

Of all the sects, sects, and families, which one has not produced a child with outstanding talent?

They looked at the faces of those soul bodies one by one, and suddenly recognized familiar faces.

Before the soul is reincarnated, it will retain the appearance of the dead previous life.

Looking at those weak and ignorant souls, the hearts of the cultivators were greatly shaken.

Each of these was once a genius cultivator who was expected to ascend.

There are also geniuses from their own sect in it.

They wanted to approach those soul bodies, but were stopped by Song Jingmo.

"These spirits are very weak, and they will shatter when touched. If there is no vengeance to avenge, it is better to stay away." Song Jingmo said coldly.

She doesn't have that much of a good mood to laugh and laugh with people.

This false Heavenly Dao who replaced Tiandao's position was once a human being, but he indulged his desires and devoured so many lives.

"Miss Song, these are the disciples of the Star Sect who passed through the Ascension Tribulation—how could they, how could they appear here? How could they look like this?" When the elder of the Star Sect rushed over, he happened to witness the "Heavenly Dao" "The picture of shedding skin.

He is already a heavenly rank, and he will not be able to ascend even if he cultivates higher. He spends his daily time flipping through the portraits of the disciples of the Star Sect who have ascended over the years.

Among the nearly one hundred souls, there are no less than twenty faces that can match the name.

"Since the fall of the Star Sect, the Star Sect has no real practitioners who have ascended." Song Jingmo said with downcast eyes.

"The Dao of Heaven" has received enough benefits, and occasionally it will let a two-person cultivator ascend.

The method of stealing luck is also used, and "Heavenly Dao" couldn't love such things such as white prostitution to strengthen oneself and weaken the enemy's strength.

As for the Star Sect, "Tian Dao" has PTSD for the Star Sect, and wants to suppress the Star Sect to the point of being unable to stand up. How could it allow the Star Sect's heavenly cultivators to ascend smoothly?

With a little arrangement outside the territory, lives can be easily reaped.

After almost half an hour, "Tian Dao" finally shed its skin.

There was a gray-black soul body left, looking up at Song Jingmo's direction, and said maliciously: "So it was you who did it..."

"I can kill you the first time, and I can kill you the second time!"

Song Jingmo sneered and said, "Then I'm really scared."

"Have you not recognized the reality? You have no chance."

Unexpectedly, he swung a ruled blade, and the golden ruled blade flew in a circle in the sky, cutting off the connection between "Tiandao" and other luck donors.

Unexpectedly, the hammer of rules was condensed and handed over to Song Jingmo.

"This kind of shady thing should die under the rules."

The 1.7-meter girl wields a 1.8-meter sledgehammer, and her aura exceeds 28 meters.

The people in power from all sides trembled, with tears in their eyes, wanting to speak but stopped talking, and finally covered their mouths, paying attention to Song Jingmo's movement while wanting to see but not daring to look.

That hammer looks extremely extraordinary, if such a big hammer accidentally injures the soul of his own disciple, then...

Thinking of his own disciples not ascending but being imprisoned after being murdered by such a thing that dared to deceive the sky and the sun, even if they practiced the exercises, they couldn't help but yell at them when they got home.

Who did my disciple recruit and who did you care about? ! !
Song Jingmo held the hammer of rules in his hand, swung the sledgehammer to move his arm, then walked up to "Tiandao" with the sledgehammer, and used the barrier to add another layer of protection to the fragile and incomplete soul, then held the hammer in both hands, holding it high Over the top of the head, and then hit the ground heavily.

This hit was extremely accurate, and a large black mist was smashed out.

But unexpectedly, Long Yan was still there, and the black mist dissipated without a trace as soon as it touched Long Yan.

Pulling out the hammer, Song Jingmo took a look at the soul body that was not flat enough, and Bang Bang hammered it a few more times.

Hanging so thin that the soul and body are as thin as a piece of paper, almost to the point of dying.

"This is the first cultivator who has ascended." Finally seeing the appearance of this vicious soul body that should be dealt with immediately, the speaker opened his mouth and said finally.

Song Jingmo locked up the piece of paper soul body, and took it away together with other souls that were more fragile than paper. Before leaving, she left a sentence: "After one month, I will announce the truth on the top of the stars."

Although the cultivators present were at a loss, they didn't get too entangled in this matter.

After one month, they will know the truth, and maybe they can bring back the spirit of their own genius.It's no use even obsessing about it, because they won't do anything.

And during this month, they have enough time to redefine their territories.

Ambition is something that ordinary people have, not to mention these cultivators who are used to grabbing whatever they want?

Their eyes were about to collide with sparks, and Song Jingmo directly sent them back to the foot of Xingchen Mountain.

In January, Song Jingmo exercised on Xingchen Mountain, and occasionally heard news of some coming down from the mountain.

A few days ago, I heard that the Xingchenzong defeated Qingtianzong, and two days later I heard that the Xingchenzong defeated the Yushoumen.

Half a month later, the news that Xingchenzong stepped on Danzong and returned to the position of the first sect reached Xingchen Mountain.

This time, the position of the first sect was paved with strength and human lives, and stood on the top of the stars that no one dared to covet.

(End of this chapter)