National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 310 Do You Want A Fist As Big As A Sand Bowl?
The twelve ghosts were stunned, and turned their heads stiffly, looking at Wang Pan who had mixed into them at some point.

At this time, Wang Pan was hugging the petite Shenming No. 12 ghost, and his palm was still stroking the head of Shenming No. 12 ghost, as if he was petting his own kitten.

The Twelve Ghosts of Shenming are all in the late stage of virtual refining, although when they fight alone, they are much weaker than the normal late stage of virtual refining. After all, they are only soul bodies, so naturally there cannot be clones.

But when they work together, during the refining period, they are at the overlord level!

After many years of cooperation, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts can almost achieve the same mind, as long as they are together, they will naturally connect with each other. In this state, it is almost impossible to find their existence during the refining period.

From the beginning to the end of the refining period of the five holy lands, they were not found.

But Wang Pan not only discovered their existence, but also sneaked into them without anyone noticing. If Wang Pan didn't take the initiative to make a sound, the twelve ghosts would not know when they would have discovered one more of them. People!
The spirits of the twelve ghosts were shaken!
Wang Pan had spotted this group of sneaky figures early in the morning, and the reason why he didn't kill them directly was because Wang Pan sensed their aura, which came from the same source as Shen Mingzong.

The foundation of Shenmingzong is the Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra, and most of the core cultivation methods, magical powers, and secret methods of the entire Shenmingzong are evolved from the Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra.

They thought they were well hidden, but in the eyes of Wang Pan, who practiced the Sutra of Mingzhao, their ghostly aura was as conspicuous as ink dripping on white paper!
"You want me to take the blame?"

Wang Pan asked about the twelve ghosts of Shenming with a smile, but the movement of his hands did not stop, still stroking the No.12 ghost of Shenming in his arms.

The realm of the twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld is in the late stage of refining the void. At this stage, the soul bodies of the twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld are already extremely solid, and there is not much difference from the body of a real person.

They also bleed when injured, but they bleed soul blood.

It can be said that the twelve ghosts are another form of life, a brand new race!

Shenming No.12 ghost is a petite female ghost as delicate as a porcelain doll.

At this time, Shenming No.12 ghost stayed in Wang Pan's arms honestly, his face was full of obedience, and whenever Wang Pan's hand fell on its head, it would tremble all over.

This is fear!
Only the No. 12 ghost of Shenming who has been in close contact with it knows what kind of power is contained in this palm!
"Absolutely will die!"

Shenming No.12 ghost wailed in his heart, how could there be such a strong Nascent Soul Stage?
It's not that he didn't think about resisting when the Holy Son appeared by his side silently before. Unfortunately, when facing the Holy Son, the strength he was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of the Holy Son.

He couldn't even warn him, so he was quietly suppressed by Wang Pan and became a pet of the Son of God.

"I have seen the Holy Son!"

"Holy Son, we are just making a joke!"

"Yes, yes, everything in this fairy city belongs to your private property, Holy Son, how dare we make a decision."

"The Holy Son is mighty. He killed a group of cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage with one move. We are willing to do the same for the Holy Son!"

"Son, you have a lot, please forgive us for our unintentional mistakes, and we will fight wherever the Son tells us in the future!"

"Holy Son's mana is boundless, Nascent Soul can cut and refine the void, and the future Shenmingzong will be the world of you, Holy Son!"

The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts have seen Wang Pan kill a group of terrifying powers in the Void Refinement Stage with one move, and now Wang Pan can still sneak into them without a sound.

Since being able to blend into them silently without being discovered also means that Wang Pan can kill them at any time if he wants.

Although they are brand-new lives formed by chance and coincidence of the remnant soul after death and some special power, they also cherish this new life especially because they know that life is hard-won.

After all, if he dies again now, he will be really dead, the kind of soul who will never be reborn!
The extremely unruly and ruthless Twelve Ghosts of the Underworld were overwhelmed by Wang Pan's strength, and they were extremely honest and did not dare to make trouble in front of Wang Pan.

The twelve gods and ghosts in front of them were full of obsequious smiles, flattering Wang Pan, and couldn't tell at all that this group of ghosts was still discussing the murderous appearance of killing all the cultivators in the fairy city and devouring their souls.
"The Master of the Holy Son asked you to come?"

Wang Pan already had some guesses in his mind, and he had noticed the existence of the Twelve Ghosts of the Underworld before. At first, Wang Pan thought that the Twelve Ghosts of the Underworld were the same as the previous group of monks in the out-of-body period of the Underworld Sect. Chase yourself.

But then Wang Pan realized that the Twelve Ghosts had no intention of killing him.

When he killed the Void Refining Stage monks in the Five Great Sacred Grounds, Wang Pan deliberately sold a flaw, but the twelve gods and ghosts did not attack him, and they honestly did not jump out, so Wang Pan did not kill directly.

As long as the twelve gods and ghosts have killing intentions towards him, no matter who sent them, Wang Pan will kill them and kill them.

"Saint Son is wise!"

"After the suzerain realized that you, the holy son, were going out alone, the thunder was furious and killed all the guards of the palace of the gods and ghosts."

"The suzerain is worried about your safety, let me wait and bring the holy son back to Shenmingzong safely."

"If you ask me, the suzerain is also in chaos because of concern. The holy son cultivates immortals and has boundless magic power. Even if there is no one waiting for me, no one can get the holy son!"

The gods, ghosts, and twelve ghosts talked at once.

After Wang Pan finished listening, his expression froze.

The family knows their own affairs.

I am not going out this time for travel, but for escape!
Based on Wang Pan's understanding of Mochizuki, I'm afraid Mochizuki was furious after realizing that the space ring was taken by him, right?
After all, what is contained in the space ring are all kinds of personal clothing of Mochizuki.

The gorgeous, novel and bold style made Wang Pan blush, and he was ashamed to describe it.

Why worry about his own safety, so he sent the twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld to bring him back to the sect?

Wang Pan thought about it with his ass, once he went back, he might be beaten nine times in three days!

"No, I can't go back now, wait until I break through one or two realms!"

Wang Pan shuddered violently, his buttocks ached.

No way, the title of Immortal King is not without its flaws.

Although this title can allow Wang Pan to raise Wang Pan's level by one level and lower the opponent's level by one level when he fights with the creatures of the cultivation system.

But the premise is that Wang Pan has murderous intentions in his heart!
Once the intention to kill is born in his heart, he will never die!
Otherwise, the title of Immortal King will backfire on Wang Pan, and directly increase the realm of the creatures of the immortal cultivation system by one big realm, and lower Wang Pan by one big realm!

You must know that talents and titles not only have positive effects of buffs, but also negative effects of debuffs.

There are many imitators who have killed themselves because of the debuff effects of talents and titles.

And under the premise that the title of Immortal King cannot take effect, with Wang Pan's current strength in the Nascent Soul stage, it is okay to fight against the Lianxu stage, but if it is against the Hedao stage, Wang Pantou can be defeated!

"Huh? It's really dozing off to send a pillow.

If I can't beat the master, I can't beat the other Dao period? "

Wang Pan pushed away the No. 12 ghost in his arms, who was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and then looked at the sky above the fairy city.

Shenming No.12 There is a little resentment in the ghost's eyes, men are big pigs!

Just now, he was stroking his head as if he was petting a pet, and when he turned around, he could abandon him.

However, Shenming No.12 ghost's body was very honest, and he ran behind the other eleven ghosts in a flash. After all, Shenming No.12 ghost didn't want to experience the feeling of involuntary life and death again.

That kind of feeling, like walking a tightrope above the sky, may be lost at any time.

It also seems that there is a knife hanging above the head, and I don't know when the knife will fall.

But the next moment, the expressions of the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts changed drastically at the same time!
"Combination period!"

"Holy Son, hurry up, a big guy is here!"

"Damn it, it must be that the Void Refinement stage in the five holy places just now has clones outside, and they notified the Daoist in the Holy Land at the first time!"

"It's troublesome now!"

"If you don't talk about martial arts, you actually made a move yourself in a joint period!"

The twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld are extremely ugly. I didn't expect the other party to react so quickly, and they were all powerful in the Dao stage!

The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts flashed in an instant and came to Wang Pan.

Without hesitation, he burst out with all his strength, and a thick, dark, ghostly aura shot up into the sky, spreading rapidly, and infecting the world!

"Supernatural power. Twelve ghosts transport technique!"

This is a kind of teleportation and advanced supernatural power practiced by the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts. They can even cross the big state with the help of this supernatural power without sacrificing their original source!
The twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld would not think that if they join forces, they can dominate in the refining period and block the hundred breaths in the joining stage, so they are really opponents in the joining stage.

The so-called blocking the hundred breaths of the Dao period refers to the ordinary Dao period!
In the period of unity, there are also strengths and weaknesses!
Anyone who is born in the Holy Land can kill the twelve ghosts in a few breaths!
After all, the one who was born in the Holy Land is the best in terms of cultivating immortals, supernatural powers, and Taoist tools!
Since you can't beat it, of course you are running away!
Of course, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts still have a conscience, and they haven't forgotten Wang Pan, the holy son, when they run away.

Maybe they are also afraid, once something happens to Wang Pan, Mochizuki will be furious, and they will die too.

They were of great help to Mochizuki before.

But after Mochizuki broke through to the Dao stage, they are already dispensable for Mochizuki.

"Did I let you go?
Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, you don't think much of me, don't you?
The sky and the earth are full of everything! "

An indifferent voice sounded, and a huge phantom appeared high above the sky.

This is a giant with a human body and an elephant head. At this time, the giant is holding a fishing net in his hand.

The fishing net is formed by three thousand silk threads that incorporate the power of different laws. The giant with a human body and elephant head roared and swung the fishing net with all his strength.

The big net grows against the wind, and it gets bigger and bigger. One by one, the silk threads melt into the void, directly enclosing the surrounding space!
"puff!"

The transporting technique of the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts was directly interrupted, and they all spurted out a mouthful of soul blood!

"Old guy, your body is so healthy, why are you still alive?"

Silently, a crack was torn open in the space, a terrifying breath rushed out from the crack in the space, and a voice full of surprise and regret resounded.

"Hmph, the old man won't die even if you die.

Even if the old man dies, there will still be a Daoist member in Aries Holy Land, but if you die, I don’t know when Tianshui Holy Land will appear again. "

The Supreme Elder of Aries Holy Land snorted coldly, his eyes full of fear.

"The Holy Land of Tianshui depends entirely on me, I dare not die.

Unlike your Aries Holy Land, there is an astonishingly talented Holy Master, which I really envy. "

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land stepped out from the space crack, with a smile on his chubby face.

The two are old rivals, and they are very familiar with each other. As soon as they met, they greeted and exchanged friendly greetings and exchanges with each other.

"Tsk tsk, your Shenmingzong is really a big hand.

Twelve fierce ghosts in the late stage of Void Refinement, a holy son of Shenmingzong, your Shenmingzong can't stay in Qingzhou, are you going to come to our Yangzhou? "

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land looked at the twelve ghosts, with an extremely exaggerated expression on his face.

"This is the holy son of the Shenming sect, right? What a hero born a boy.

How about it, are you interested in visiting our Tianshui Holy Land?

As long as you come to our Tianshui Holy Land, the next suzerain will be yours! "

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land tried hard to widen his narrowed eyes, and said to Wang Pan.

"Before coming, the Holy Master told the old man that if he can't get this son of the Shenmingzong who can kill the Void with the Nascent Soul, he will kill him.

It seems that this son has no destiny with your Tianshui Holy Land. "

There was a bit of regret on the old face of the Supreme Elder of the Aries Holy Land.

"Forget it, since we all want it, let's kill him."

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land sighed, killing Lianxu with Nascent Soul, I have never heard of it.

It's a pity, why isn't such an arrogant person from my Tianshui Holy Land?
This kind of pride, no matter if it is acquired by Aries Holy Land or Tianshui Holy Land, once the news spreads, they will not be able to bear the pressure of other Holy Lands.

The rest of the holy lands in Yangzhou would not allow a genius like Wang Pan to exist!

After all, if Wang Pan grew up, the first thing that would be unlucky would be the holy land in Yangzhou.

With Wang Pan Yuanying's terrifying fighting power to kill Lianxu, once Wang Pan reaches the Mahayana stage, who can stop him?

Even if you sacrifice the ascended slough and the fairy artifact, you can't hold it!
After all, in the final analysis, the so-called ascended sloughs and fairy artifacts are just dead things, how can a living Mahayana be stopped!

The Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land and the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land reached a consensus that Wang Pan must die!

"The other three holy lands didn't come, so let's divide up the twelve late-stage ghosts."

Since Wang Pan was already a dead person in his eyes, the Holy Master of the Water Holy Land also shifted his target and looked at the twelve ghosts.

"What's the share? You didn't do anything, I want all the twelve ghosts in the Aries Holy Land!"

The white-haired and bearded Aries Holy Land Supreme Elder showed a smile on his old face, raised his hand, and grabbed it hard!
"Then if you want to say that, I will notify the other three Holy Lands.

At that time, you don't know how many heads you can get in the Aries Holy Land. "

The friendly smile on the face of the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land slowly disappeared, and a cold light flashed in his squinted eyes.

Old stuff, the appetite is really big, you want them all?You are not afraid of being strangled to death!

"I want ten Aries Holy Land!"

The Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land frowned and took a step back.

"Half of a family."

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land refused to give an inch, just joking, although this ghost is not as good as the real late-stage refining ghost, but a ghost from Shenmingzong, it is no problem to hit a mid-stage refining ghost, and seeing this continuous breath, it must be good at Combined strike technique.

With the six fierce ghosts working together, it shouldn't be a big problem to use it as a weaker Void Refinement Stage.

"Don't go too far, accept it as soon as you see it!
Otherwise, believe it or not, the old man won't give you any, and the old man won't believe it. Because of a few ghosts, you dare to attack my Aries Holy Land? "

The Supreme Elder of Aries Holy Land has a sullen face, and he means that if you disagree, the old man will just run away.

At this time, the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land felt a little regretful, and he called the Holy Master if he knew about it.

I can't hold back the Holy Master of the Heavenly Water Holy Land.

The Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land is only in the early stage of Concerted Dao, while the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land is in the middle stage of Concerted Dao.

It seems that there is only a small difference, but even if the Supreme Elder of Aries Holy Land tried his best, he could barely manage to escape under the hands of the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land.

"I want three heads in Tianshui Holy Land, no less!"

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land also looked a bit ugly. Although he is stronger than this old guy, the Holy Master of Aries Holy Land is not easy to mess with.

"I want everything, do you want a fist as big as a sand bowl?"

Suddenly, an arrogant voice sounded.

The Supreme Elder of Aries Holy Land and the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land turned their heads stiffly and looked at the group of Shenmingzong.

how many years?

How many years has no one dared to speak to himself like this?
Whether it's the Supreme Elder of the Aries Holy Land or the Holy Master of the Tianshui Holy Land, who is not high above, overlooking the world, and affects the fate of tens of billions of people in a single thought.

"Worthy of being the holy son of Shenmingzong, this character is really bad."

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land had a chubby smile on his face, he was not angry, not angry, why would he be angry with a dead person!

"Since you want to die so much, the old man will help you."

The Supreme Elder of the Aries Holy Land sneered, and the giant with a human body like a head behind him grabbed the rope of the sky net and yanked it hard!
Inscribed with the power of the law one by one, the long-tempered silk thread tightens instantly, each thread is extremely sharp, and the space is cut into black cracks by the thread!
(End of this chapter)