Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 260 Today, I am Zhang Li, detached and become a fairy!
Zhang Li's words stunned the big man holding the black stick.

The big man looked at Zhang Li, pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "It's better to rob money."

Zhang Li raised his hand, and a chalcedony bead appeared in his palm.

Seeing the chalcedony beads, the big man was stunned again.

"Too few?" Ten chalcedony beads appeared in Zhang Li's palm.

The big man trembled all over, turned around and fled.

Zhang Li smiled lightly, raised his hand and waved it, and dazzled lights enveloped his body.

No matter how hard the big man struggled, he couldn't get rid of the golden halo chain.

With a movement of Zhang Li's body, he was already in front of him.

"There are so many chalcedony beads, why not?"

Zhang Li looked at the big man curiously.

Hearing Zhang Li's question, the big man showed bitterness on his face.

"The elder said that the Dao of Tribulation only needs three or five spirit stones."

"Those who can take out a lot of spirit stones are not to be messed with."

There is some truth to this statement.

Zhang Li looked at the big man with an even bigger smile on his face.

He could see the aura on the big man's body, which was a bit of a monster, and a bit of human energy.

Like Dongfang Jing, it belongs to the common blood of monster race and human race.

"Where is your ethnic group?" Zhang Li stretched out his hand and put away the dazzling chains wrapped around the big man.

Hearing his words, the big man's complexion changed, he gritted his teeth and drank in a low voice: "Why do you want to find my tribe? You don't want to get it from me—"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that his body was out of control, he turned around and rushed in one direction.

What means is this?
The big man panicked, but his body was clearly out of control.

Seeing passing through several mountains and rivers, crossing several big rivers, a green grassland is in sight.

"Ah, you villain, what do you want to—"

"I will never take you back to my Hur tribe!"

"Run, the villain is coming—"

The big man shouted in a panic, as if he wanted to remind his clansmen.

On the grassland below, several figures lying on the grass leaned out, and then ran towards the surroundings.

On the other side, there were also several figures riding on strange beasts, running towards the big man.

"Go, go—"

The big man shouted, but instead of leaving, those people rushed over more quickly.

This scene made the big man look anxious.

Zhang Li followed behind with a calm expression on his face.

"call out--"

A long arrow shot from below and came towards Zhang Li's neck.

But such an arrow is really nothing in his eyes.

Just raised his hand and held the long arrow.

Seeing this scene, the people below seemed to believe the big man's words, stopped moving forward, and looked at Zhang Li vigilantly.

Zhang Li glanced over, and then looked not far away.

An old man holding a wooden staff and wearing various shells and animal teeth walked slowly.

This old man has a dignified aura, at least in the Nascent Soul realm.

Compared with other clansmen who only had foundation building cultivation, the old man was too powerful.

"Fellow Daoist, I, the Hu'er tribe, live here in seclusion and rarely deal with outsiders. I don't know what you are doing here. Why do you want to control my people?"

The old man raised his hand, and a green aura hit the big man.

As the aura hit, the aura on the big man's body shook, and he lost the feeling of being controlled by Zhang Li before.

"Elder, he is—"

As soon as the big man opened his mouth in a panic, the old man raised his hand to stop him.

Zhang Li smiled, looked around, and said loudly: "This member of your tribe is going to rob me."

These words made the surrounding Hu'er people panic.

This thing is really possible.

The big man's face was flushed, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

The elder of the Hu'er clan holding a wooden stick shook his head and looked at Zhang Li: "Fellow Daoist, I apologize to you for the recklessness of my people. I wonder what compensation you want?"

This old man is shrewd and straightforward.

He has already seen that since Zhang Li has found the residence of the Hu'er tribe, it is not just a matter of robbery.

Not to mention that the cultivation base of the family members is so likely to intercept and kill the person in front of him, most of the people who were intercepted and killed are probably dismissed casually, so they don't care.

Finding his own residence in this way is definitely a different plan.

Zhang Li's eyes fell on the old man.

Sure enough, people are mature.

With a movement of his body, he flew down.

"What kind of compensation do you want? I'll talk about it later. I'll fight one game first."

Before the voice fell, he had already appeared beside the old man and punched out.

The old man's eyes flickered, he raised his hand to block, and smashed out the wooden stick in his hand.

A blow has been exchanged between the lightning and flint.

Zhang Li didn't move, and the elders of the Hu'er clan stepped back again and again.

Every time he took a step back, the Qi and blood on his body began to surge.

A streak of golden glare appeared outside his body, and the figure of a golden lion emerged.

It turned out that it had the blood of the Lion Clan, but it was hard to tell which one it was.

"Good method." The old man snorted, and flew towards Zhang Li.

Qi and blood surged from his body, and he punched Zhang Lidang in the chest.

The method is very common, but the power is extremely powerful, causing the wind to shine and howl sharply.

Zhang Li's expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward, and a golden battle armor appeared outside him.

Martial arts golden body.

Fight with the strength of the golden body and pure energy and blood.

The golden fist shadow smashed out and collided with the old man's punch.

"Bam—"

The fist shadow exploded, and both of them took a slight step back.

There was light in Zhang Li's eyes, he laughed long and loudly, and said in a low voice: "It's interesting, come again!"

He stepped forward and punched out, hitting the old man's left shoulder.

The old man made a mistake, dodged the blow, swung his hand and smashed the wooden stick towards Zhang Li's shoulder.

The figures of the two were scattered, and they shot continuously, triggering golden streamers of light to shine.

The Hu'er people watching the battle were all dumbfounded.

The big man who robbed Zhangli before was pale, and he opened his mouth and whispered: "This, so, so strong..."

The strong wind swept across wantonly, and the surrounding grass was blown apart. Within a thousand feet, even a stone was crushed.

The smoke and dust collided with the energy and blood of the spiritual light, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge.

"Bam—"

With a muffled sound, the two fighting figures backed away.

When the smoke and dust fell to the ground, everyone could see that Zhang Li and Hu'er Zhang Li were standing opposite each other, separated by ten feet.

"I lost."

The elder of the Hu'er clan looked at Zhang Li with a trace of disappointment on his face, "I have nothing to say if I can defeat this old man purely with energy and blood."

"what do you want?"

He is extremely confident in the power of his bloodline.

This time, he defeated him with his most proud strength, which dealt a great blow to his spirit.

The surrounding Hu'er people also looked at Zhang Li with horror on their faces.

"You are fighting my martial arts purely with energy and blood power. It is not easy to persist in so many moves." Zhang Li's voice sounded, making the faces of the surrounding Hu'er people even more ugly.

What do you mean it is not easy to insist on so many tricks?
This is looking down on their elders!

Only the elder of the Hu'er tribe changed his face and looked at Zhang Li: "You mean, using your blood and energy is the way of practice?"

Qi and blood cultivation comes from the demon clan, and basically they all realize it by themselves.

The circulation of qi and blood, some pursue speed, some pursue power, and some pursue strangeness, or some special supernatural powers.

The elders of the Hu'er tribe never thought that there are special means to increase the combat power of the bloodline power.

Zhang Li chuckled and clenched his fists.

"boom--"

Behind him, the phantom of a huge golden bull appeared.

The next moment, he punched out.

The mang ox leaned on the sky with its horns and rushed forward.

This blow was much faster and stronger than when he fought against the elders of the Hu'er tribe before!
Zhang Li punched and kicked, his movements were coherent, and the phantoms of the bullocks outside his body were constantly colliding, causing the surrounding void to stir, and the sound of tearing was heard.

This set of punches left all the Hu'er people stunned.

The lips of the elder of the Hu'er tribe who was holding the wooden stick trembled. Seeing this fist move, the light in his eyes began to fade.

When Zhang Li stopped his fists and feet, the shoulders of the elders of the Hu'er clan trembled slightly.

"This boxing technique, if, if..."

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Li.

"What do you want?"

Before, he came with his family members to ask for compensation, but now, he deliberately showed off his boxing skills.

This was by no means unintentional.

There must be some idea.

Moreover, it is still related to their Huer tribe.

"I am interested in your ethnic group. If you can follow me, I can teach you my martial arts inheritance."

Zhang Li looked calm and spoke lightly.

follow?

The surrounding Huer people all showed blank expressions on their faces.

The elder of the Huer tribe had a complex expression on his face, and shook his head: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"My Hu'er clan has the blood of the monster race and the human race. I am not tolerated by the monster race, and I am also rejected by the human race."

"Ethnic groups like ours are all outside the demon league and the fairy league."

Looking at Zhang Li, the old man chuckled: "If you expect us to help you with something, then you are wrong. Apart from some fighting methods, we really have nothing else."

There are no resources, and there is no strong enough inheritance.

Even because of being ostracized, whoever is contaminated with such a group will not be accepted by the Immortal Alliance and the Guardian Alliance.

"My name is Zhang Li."

Zhang Li spread out his hands, and in the palm of his hand, fairy beads emerged one after another.

The moment the fairy orb appeared, the aura of the surrounding world immediately churned like boiling sea water.

One.

ten.

Hundreds.

Ten thousand!

Thousands of fairy beads appeared and disappeared, as if they never appeared.

But all the Hurs in front of them were dumbfounded.

"For me, there's really nothing I can't get."

"I want you to follow, just interested in your group."

Zhang Li looked at Zhang Li of the Huer tribe, and said solemnly: "I think your bloodline strength may be suitable for my martial arts inheritance, it's as simple as that."

It's that simple.

If this was said before, no one would believe it.

But now, everyone believes it.

Those who have ten thousand fairy beads really don't need to think about the Hu'er tribe.

With so many Fairy Spirit Orbs, it would be easy to stir up a storm in the entire Little Fairy World.

Everyone turned to look at their elders.

The elder nodded and bowed slightly to Zhang Li: "My lord, I also know many ethnic groups who are in a similar situation to us. I wonder if you are interested?"

His words made Zhang Li's eyes light up.

This old man is really smart.

……

Zhang Li gathered a total of eleven ethnic groups in this young crop wasteland.

There are more than 80 people in these ethnic groups, large and small.

These half-monster, half-human aliens are perfect for practicing martial arts.

In order to inherit martial arts, Zhang Li simply sent a secret letter back to Wulu City, and stayed in the wasteland by himself.

Half a year later, a caravan arrived from Wulu City, bringing various supplies.

Qu Chengtan and others also came quietly.

Zhang Li inherited martial arts on the wasteland, teaching martial arts and martial arts suitable for various ethnic groups.

Before he knew it, he hadn't left in the wasteland for ten years.

In the past ten years, he has continued to teach martial arts, and his own practice has also continued to improve.

More and more ethnic groups gathered in the entire wasteland.

In ten years, more than 500 million ethnic groups with mixed blood from all sides have attached themselves.

Everyone knows that there is a Zhang Shi who will teach them martial arts.

And as he taught martial arts to this excluded group, Zhang Li finally felt the attention of the heaven and earth forces of the Little Immortal Realm.

The heaven and the earth are inductive, and the merits and virtues are added to the body.

When the first power of merit landed on his body, his sea of ​​consciousness began to boil.

Earth Immortal.

Mortal world.

Practice the world.

Evil domain.

fairyland.

Little Fairyland.

So far, all his heaven and earth power and the light of merit have been gathered.

It was a feeling of consummation of merit and virtue.

When Xiaoxianjie's merits and strengths were added to his body, a purple thunder light fell on his body.

This thunder light did not explode, but poured directly into his body.

The thunder light sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, lingering, flickering, and shuttling outside his primordial spirit that had turned into a long sword.

Above the sky, countless thunder lights descended.

But these thunders did not hurt Zhang Li in the slightest.

"This is Mahayana Heavenly Thunder?" In the distance, an old man with white beard frowned.

But shouldn't Mahayana Thunder Tribulation directly temper the body?
"It's not the thunder of Mahayana."

The eyes of a middle-aged man with a dignified body were shining brightly.

It's not the thunder of Mahayana, then, it's the thunder of ascension and escape?

People around have widened their eyes.

The Little Immortal Realm has been established for so many years, no one can survive the catastrophe of ascension, right?
The power of heaven is not complete, and after reaching the Mahayana state, there is no way to induce thunder calamity.

"Perhaps, he can become the number one in the Little Immortal Realm, the Ascension Immortal?"

All eyes fell on Zhang Li.

A majestic force emerges.

"Protect Master Zhang—"

Below, a voice sounded from the wasteland.

Following this sound, golden figures of warriors appeared on the wasteland.

Martial arts golden body.

I don't know how many martial arts golden bodies condensed, and then turned into a phantom with a tall body.

Tens of thousands of phantoms supporting the sky protected Zhang Li Dujie's body.

This scene stunned all the practitioners who came to watch.

"This person has quietly gathered such a big trend..."

"This, these alien races have become climate!"

Those phantoms of war generals actually have powerful powers that are not inferior to those who have left their bodies or even transformed themselves into gods!
Zhang Li, who was surrounded by thunder, raised his head at this moment, with a hint of surprise on his face.

All the thunder fell on the body without any harm, but was absorbed by the soul instead.

The immortal real energy in his dantian surged and merged with the thunder light.

"My physical body has long been no less than that of a fairy."

"As for my primordial spirit, it is not inferior to the fairyland because of the power of the sword."

"As for my true essence..."

A smile appeared on Zhang Li's face.

He has practiced with fairy beads since a long time ago.

Even, he has already survived the mortal calamity.

In other words, the Heavenly Tribulation at this time did not threaten him at all, but instead fed him back.

Because, everything about him is already up to the standards of a fairy!

"Today, I am Zhang Li, detached and become a fairy!"

(End of this chapter)