Invincible and powerful God system

Chapter 350 Shot ([-])

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One finger quicksand.

Once pointed out, mountains and rivers move.

After Huang Xing fused the Thousand Illusion Mask, his appearance and aura changed. He transformed the aura on his body into that of the late foundation establishment stage, and the quicksand he used was also different. No one would suspect that he came to the Martial Dao world on Huang Xing.

He didn't want to make a move at first, because Lin Xiu belongs to the arrogance of heaven, and he has stronger combat power in the late stage of alchemy than in the early stage of golden elixir. If he made a shot in the foundation building stage, it would be too high-profile.

Anyway, all his cultivation resources are in the storage space of the system, and the storage spirit ring on his body is only 100 low-grade spirit stones sent by Jia Jing, and half of it is taken away, only 50 low-grade spirit stones.

But Xiang Tiannan's unrelenting fight and the woman in red's coming forward touched him. If he didn't make a move, the two would undoubtedly lose.

In fact, the two of them have already held Lin Xiu back. As long as a few more alchemy monks help, the situation can be reversed, but those alchemy monks are afraid of each other's strength, and half of their cultivation resources will be robbed, so they dare not act together .

This refers to quicksand, Huang Xing used [-]% of his strength, which almost reached the general power of the early stage of alchemy.

Lin Xiu sensed the finger attack, turned over to avoid it, turned his head to look over, saw that Huang Xing's body was only the aura of the late stage of foundation establishment, and was slightly stunned, he thought it was someone who had the guts to attack him in the early stage of alchemy.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect another Tianjiao to appear." Lin Xiu said with a smile, "It's just a mere foundation building period, and it's courting death when it comes out."

In the realm of comprehension, anyone who can exert combat power beyond the great realm can be called the pride of heaven.

Huang Xing transformed the aura on his body into the late stage of foundation establishment, so that it would not be too exaggerated to use the combat power of the early stage of alchemy.

He floated above a thousand monks, and said impassionedly, "My generation of monks fights for their lives against the sky, why should we hesitate to fight. If we encounter an enemy, we will be afraid of our hands and feet. What kind of Taoism do we still want to fight for?"

He pointed at the woman in red, and said righteously, "She is a girl who is not afraid of life and death, and dares to fight against the bandits. Are we big men not as good as a girl like her?"

The girl in red was wounded, blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth, she looked at Huang Xing with bright eyes, and found that it was the man sitting next to her just now, she didn't expect that besides her, he would be the first one to stand up Foundation building period monks.

Among the crowd, the monk Jiedan looked at the injured woman in red, clenched his fists tightly, and showed shame on his face.

Huang Chen said angrily, "Today the ghosts robbed half of our cultivation resources, and tomorrow there will be other bandits robbing the other half of our resources. Why do we give up the cultivation resources that we have worked so hard to get so easily?"

"No matter how strong he is, he is only one person. There are eighty alchemy cultivators among us. Can one person drown him with a single spit?"

He roared proudly, "If you are a man, stand up and fight with me."

"Looking for death." Lin Xiu roared angrily, and slashed at Huang Chen.

Xiang Tiannan had to stand in front of the defensive formation, and he couldn't get out of the way, and couldn't rescue Huang Xing who was going in the opposite direction.

The woman in red hurriedly blocked Lin Xiu with her sword.

"That's right, I've wanted to kill this gang of bandits a long time ago." A big man in the middle of the alchemy leaped into the air waving an iron fist, punched Lin Xiu, and said angrily, "I'm a group of brothers. Resources, I am the only one left to die, and I have to take them back to their women and children, if you snatch half of them, what face will I have to meet them?"

An old alchemist in the late stage of alchemy also flew out of the crowd to join the battle circle, and said unwillingly, "I have collected these resources for more than ten years to collect enough resources to attack the alchemy. If you snatch half of them, I'm afraid I will never be able to do so again in this life." Opportunity to break through Jindan."

His aptitude is limited, and if he drags on for a few more years, his blood will only decline more and more, and it will be even more difficult to hit Jindan by then.

"Yes, let's shoot together, don't be afraid of him."

Another monk in the late stage of alchemy jumped out to join the battle circle.

Swish, swish, swish.

Everyone was moved by Huang Xing's words, and several of them had already taken the lead, so they also went all out, and one after another figures flew out of the crowd to join the battle circle.

More than a dozen alchemy monks attacked together, and Lin Xiu suddenly felt the pressure.

But he is worthy of being the arrogance of the late stage of alchemy, with amazing combat power, dancing wildly with saber energy in his hand, with a few knives, several monks with weak combat power were injured.

If it weren't for Huang Xing who kept restraining Lin Xiu with a finger of quicksand, these people might have fallen.

Lin Xiu looked at Huang Xing bitterly, it was the damn foundation-building monks who encouraged those alchemy monks to have the courage to resist.

And every time his finger strength pinned him down precisely at the most critical moment, allowing other monks to avoid his deadly attack.

The injured alchemy cultivator withdrew from the battle circle, and other alchemy cultivators continued to make up for it.

Lin Xiu gradually broke down and began to fall into a disadvantage.

"Damn it, why are there so many people resisting?"

The ghost bandits in the late Jindan period who were surrounded outside discovered what had happened in the flying dharma boat and spat angrily.

A ghost thief in the mid-Golden Core said anxiously, "Commander, the third son is about to be overwhelmed. Let's use the thunder to break the formation."

The leader of Jindan's later stage said decisively, "Okay."

The Heavenly Thunder Formation Breaking Awl is a low-level magic weapon of the consumable earth rank, which is very valuable and can only be used three times.

Using it can definitely break through the defensive shield of the flying magic ship, but the price paid is also very high. The monks inside are all low-level monks, and the cultivation resources looted are not worth the loss of the thunderbolt once.

But Lin Xiu was the most favored disciple of the ghost patriarch, if they didn't make a move, they might be besieged to death.

"Not good, it's the thunder that broke the formation."

The Golden Core mid-stage cultivator who controlled the defensive circle suddenly roared in horror.

I saw the ghost thief surrounded outside, sacrificed a cone-shaped magic weapon, and several Jindan stage monks urged it together to gather the power of the blue thunder.

The people who besieged Lin Xiu heard that they were attacking, and Lin Xiu took the opportunity to sweep away and distance them.

He was already dripping with blood, and he was in a panic.

"Hahaha." Lin Xiu laughed wantonly, "You all have to die today."

He pointed at Huang Chen with a knife, and said ferociously, "I'm going to cut you with a knife, so that you can't live or die."

When everyone saw the thunderbolt with thunderous fury, their faces showed despair. There were 7 golden core monks outside. If the defensive shield was broken, they would not even have the power to resist.

Although Huang Xing had never heard of Tianlei Breaking the Cone, but looking at the power, he knew that the defensive shield would definitely not be able to resist it.

There are 7 Golden Core monks outside, but they are all just ordinary Golden Core fighters, weaker than the core disciples of the Holy Land like Jiang Cheng Guyi.

Huang Xing looked at Tianlei with a solemn expression. If he played all his cards, he could almost win, but his exaggerated combat power compared to a real dragon-level evildoer would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.

(End of this chapter)