The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 271 I am them...

Standing next to the master of the Divine Flower Club, more than twenty Yin Gods looked grim.

They are all the Yin Gods of Youtian Realm, and they have long been secretly loyal to Dark Sun along with the General Master of Shenhua Society.

They all looked at Qi Yuan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"I never thought that we would be lucky enough to witness the fall of such a peerless master!"

They are just venerable people, and they are extremely humble when facing the great lord.

Facing the dark sun, the controller humbled himself into dust.

Now that he saw Qi Yuan, he was even more sarcastic.

"After practicing for so many years, your pattern is still so small, just like a Yakuza." Qi Yuan also held high the banner of pattern.

He stopped talking nonsense and shouted loudly.

"My enemy, come out and die!"

This sound was like thunder, and the entire secret realm of Wind and Thunder Valley was shaken, and the space seemed to be wrinkled.

The sound is so powerful that it can even kill people in a country.

The faces of those Yin Shen Venerables turned pale for a moment, because just the sound made their hearts shake, their spiritual power was turbulent, and they felt as if they were facing a monstrous giant.

The face of the president of the Shenhua Club also changed.

He thought that there was a huge gap in strength between himself and the Blood-clothed Sword God, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

I'm afraid... the Blood-clothed Sword God is not far from the myth.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, I will satisfy you!"

The leader of the Shenhua Club shouted loudly, and above him, a mechanical bird appeared.

"You are very strong, but I have thirty-six pig slaves who are comparable to the four generals of the Lei family. Come out!"

Following the voice of the leader of the Shenhua Society, the earth in the Wind and Thunder Valley shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying figures appeared one after another.

A man with two heads was holding a golden spear, with no eyes in his eyes, and was wearing shabby armor. It seemed that he had spent millions of years and was extremely decayed.

A huge dragon elephant roared, each hoof was as big as a small mountain.

Terrifying powerful men appeared one after another, their auras suppressed to the extreme.

Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he engraved the appearance of each puppet in his heart.

Because these puppets were mythical strong men who resisted the great catastrophe.

It's a pity that after their death, they were turned into puppets to bring harm to the common people.

Today, after their death, no one in the world will remember them.

"Are these pig slaves enough to kill you?" the leader of the Shenhua Club was extremely arrogant.

Thirty-six powerful men are comparable to six steps in the sky. This kind of accumulation is really terrifying.

He has learned from the adults in the upper world that even in the upper world, not all worlds have such accumulation.

The myth is true, these thirty-six statues can take six steps to the sky and sweep across the world.

Even Shinhwa can only give in when faced with the six steps of the thirty-six statues that are desperate for their lives.

"First of all, they are not pig slaves; secondly, they are not enough; finally, I am in a hurry and want to eat my own meal, so hurry up!"

He who has the innate seed is going to die. If he doesn't eat his own meal, wouldn't it be a waste?

Moreover, he did not know whether he held a funeral or whether anyone attended the funeral.

"Crazy!" the leader of Shenhua Club said jokingly, "In this case, I will send you to the funeral.

Come out, Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven! "

The leader of the Shenhua Club roared loudly, with a fanatical look on his face.

The four divine generals of Fighting Heaven were all powerful myths not far from the Yang God during their lifetimes.

Otherwise, even if they were refined into puppets, they would not be able to retain their mythical level of combat power.

The four of them are the strongest foundation in Fenglei Valley!

Qi Yuan looked over and saw a wave of fluctuations in the void ahead.

The space seemed to be like a wall, four windows were torn open, and four powerful figures appeared at this moment.

Looking at these four people, Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly became cold again.

Because there is nothing on the strong bodies of these four people.

Two men and two women, not even a hair naked, their skin was like bronze or snow-white satin.

But... there are all traces of brokenness.

For example, one of the long-haired men had a hole in his throat, which seemed to have been filled with some kind of metal material, but blood seemed to be still seeping out.

Some of the arms had been broken long ago, and they were forcibly sewn back together with needles and threads to piece them together into what they look like today.

The president of the Shenhua Society looked crazy and fanatical. His fingers inserted into the mouth of a mythical puppet, as if he were the god who dominated the world. Even the powerful mythical people would become his slaves.

: "As soon as the four myths appeared in Canglan Realm... who would be dissatisfied!"

Now he looks crazy, as if he is also a myth.

"Humph!"

Qi Yuan snorted coldly.

The divine power exploded at this moment.

The entire Wind and Thunder Valley was completely dragged into the virtual realm at this moment.

The president of the Shenhua Club was not surprised, but said wildly: "Kill!"

Following his command and control, the thirty-six great masters all looked at Qi Yuan.

There was no emotion in their eyes.

Thirty-six divine realms were also activated at this moment, all attacking Qi Yuan.

The combined pressure of these thirty-six divine realms must be avoided even by myths.

"So what if you killed the four generals of the Lei family? There are thirty-six steps to the sky here!"

"A crushing battle is too boring." The leader of the Shenhua Club said lightly.

Qi Yuan rarely agreed with the statement of the person he wanted to kill: "It's really boring.

However, this is not your crushing round, but mine! "

At this moment, the long sword in Qi Yuan's hand made a sword sound.

"The divine realm is open!"

He shouted loudly.

Suddenly, more than five thousand divine infants in the body resonated simultaneously.

All the divine realms unfolded at this moment.

These divine realms were united together and suddenly became a miniature version of the divine realm.

This miniature version of the divine realm is the sum of all the divine infants, and it is also a miniature version of the Qiyuan divine realm in the mortal world.

God's domain comes out, the heaven and the earth move!

The world of Fenglei Valley changed at this moment.

"What is this?" The president of the Shenhua Club was suddenly startled.

He is also a great master, so he naturally knows what the divine realm looks like.

But the divine realm in front of him was beyond his understanding.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning...plague, birth, disaster...

The divine domain has always been the prototype of some kind of rules.

A great master can generally only control one type of divine domain.

For each additional type you master, the difficulty of promotion will double.

How many kinds of divine realms are there for the bloody-robed sword god in front of us?

Ten kinds?

Hundreds of kinds?

Thousand species?

Countless, impossible to count.

How could a great master have such a divine realm?

He couldn't understand it, couldn't comprehend it.

"Your divine domain...give it to me!"

Qi Yuan drew his sword.

The divine realms of the thirty-six great masters seemed to have been stabbed by this sword.

Qi Yuan's divine domain invaded the divine domain of all puppets at this moment.

The expected collision between the divine realms did not occur.

Qi Yuan's divine realm is like a terrifying giant beast in the darkness, devouring the divine realms of thirty-six great masters.

The leader of the Shenhua Club had never seen this scene before.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The confrontation in the divine realm is a naked collision and destruction.

Where is the devouring!

Devouring the Divine Realm...this is simply incomprehensible.

No matter how talented a person is, he can only control one or two different types of divine realms. Rushing to devour divine realms with different attributes will only lead to the fragmentation of divine realms and the extinguishing of divine power.

But now, the blood-clothed sword god is swallowing!

Qi Yuan's divine realm is the oneness of Taoism.

All living things are me. Even if these puppets are not his people, even if they are not innate gods.

But at this time, Qi Yuan was still assimilating and devouring their divine realm.

He looked at the president of Shenhua Club and smiled solemnly: "I am them..."

The president of the Shenhua Club was frightened by that look, and his heart suddenly trembled.

For some reason, he felt that the thirty-six pig slaves were looking at him with the smile of the blood-clothed sword god.

The inexplicable fear in his heart.

A fear of the unknown.

"Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven, take action quickly and kill him!" the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

It seemed that only the four divine generals could give him a sense of security.

After receiving the order, the four god generals looked at Qi Yuan with their huge bodies, and the endless aura of destruction and death swept across them.

Any one of these four was an extremely powerful person during his lifetime and was expected to reach the top of Yangshen.

It's a pity that he resisted the catastrophe and died.

Even after death, the corpse is made into a puppet by the villain and insulted by the villain.

At this time, facing the four divine generals of Fighting, Qi Yuan was extremely calm.

"I use this sword to armor the four of you!"

The wind stirred, a sword came out, and the blood glowed across the world.

The entire Fenglei Valley was coated with a layer of red.

Blood-red armor suddenly appeared on the originally naked bodies of the four god generals, wrapping their bodies.

The bodies of the four divine generals also suddenly became a little stiff at this moment.

Qi Yuan was holding a blood sword with a calm expression, like a god of death.

"Some people don't deserve to die with their clothes on!"

He drew his sword again.

With the blessing of the miniature divine realm, Qi Yuan's sword is no longer a sword, but a sword of the divine realm.

As soon as the sword came out, the roar continued.

The clothes on the more than twenty Yin Shen Lords present were instantly torn to pieces, and cracks appeared on their bodies.

The president of the Shenhua Club cannot avoid it either.

There was a look of horror in his eyes: "What kind of monster are you...?"

Creatures have always been in awe of the unknown.

The blood-clothed sword god's performance was beyond his understanding in every aspect.

How could there be such a divine realm, how could there be such a sword.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the four mythical puppets seemed to be out of his control.

However, at this time, Qi Yuan did not reply to the head of the Shenhua Club at all.

He struck out with one sword after another.

His divine realm is also constantly penetrating and spreading into the divine realms of the four divine generals.

"Quickly stop him, hurry up and destroy him!" the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

However, the divine realm of the Four Divine Generals of Fighting seemed to be defenseless against Qi Yuan's devouring, allowing him to devour them.

The president of the Shenhua Association was extremely frightened.

He suddenly remembered that the Blood-clothed Sword God said that he was one of these puppets.

Could it be that... there was a look of terror in his heart.

Could it be said that the Blood-clothed Sword God is a collection of the remaining souls of these powerful men?

Many thoughts passed through his mind.

He has no idea that Qi Yuan's miniature divine realm is a collection of the three pure beings, a collection of innate true spirits, and a collection of devouring original bodies.

Three kinds of terror, things that are enough to move the Yang God, created Qi Yuan's divine realm.

"No... you can be killed once by the catastrophe, and you will be killed a second time!" the leader of the Shenhua Club said tremblingly.

Because he found that the resistance of the pig slave in his hand was getting weaker and weaker.

Qi Yuan's divine realm is constantly being devoured.

This is simply an unfair fight.

If he continues, he will definitely lose.

Only by bringing out the great calamity could he shock the Blood-clothed Sword God.

"Funny, I didn't grow up drinking Yakult, how could I be scared?

Not to mention the catastrophe, even if it is the Taihuang Palace behind the catastrophe, I will personally come and destroy it! "

Qi Yuan said softly, with firm eyes.

Invincible under heaven, enemies from heaven, right?

After killing Dajie, he will go directly to Taihuang Palace and take away the old nest of Taihuang Palace!

The battle continues, but it is one-sided.

In just a few dozen breaths, Qi Yuan's divine realm seemed to swallow up all the divine realms.

These puppets seemed to have lost their combat effectiveness.

The leader of the Shenhua Society couldn't bear it anymore: "Let me go, I'm willing to offer my control skills to these pigs.

From now on, you will have four mythical level slaves and thirty-six great masters who can reach the sky with six steps! "

Naturally, he doesn't have the ability to control puppets. He is just stalling for time and trying to save his life.

Qi Yuan glanced at all the puppets with complex expressions: "These seniors did not want to be trapped in the Canglan Realm and fought for freedom.

After they die, how can I control their corpses so that they can die without mercy. "

Qi Yuan considers himself to be lawful good, but he cannot do such a thing.

Qi Yuan's words would make the leader of Shenhuahui unable to do anything.

He only felt that Qi Yuan was hypocritical or stupid.

Such huge benefits are actually given up just for the sake of fame.

"If the senior is not willing to control these pig slaves, the old slave is willing to take the hands of the senior and control them on his behalf!" the head of the Shenhua Club said quickly.

He has no bones for a long time, and his life is more important than anything else.

He felt that the Blood-clothed Sword God was just trying to gain fame, so he could just leave the dirty work to him.

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I kill you." Qi Yuan looked at the General Master of the Shenhua Club with a look of disgust on his face.

The president of the Shenhua Club looked happy and thought Qi Yuan was going to let him go.

As a result, he heard Qi Yuan's cold voice.

"Fortunately, I wash my hands frequently every day and am not afraid of dirty hands!"

Following Qi Yuan's voice, the blood-red sword cut through the sky of Fenglei Valley.

All the puppets of the Yin God did not resist at this moment, allowing the sword to stab the leader of the Shenhua Club.

When the ordinary Lord Yin Shen saw this scene, he ran away like crazy.

But their speed could not compare with Qi Yuan's sword light or the speed of Qi Yuan's divine domain spreading.

These Yin gods in the Youtian Realm have long lost their previous pride. They did not even make a sound and died quietly in Qi Yuan's Divine Realm.

As for the leader of the Shenhua Club, he was directly penetrated by Qi Yuan's sword.

"Your divine realm is too dirty. I don't want to devour it. It's better to pierce it with a sword."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan's hand rotated clockwise and counterclockwise, as if the bloody sword was stirring in the intestines of the General Master of the Shenhua Society.

His body also shattered into pieces in an instant and disappeared.

The president of the Shenhua Club still had a look of disbelief on his face.

He simply didn't understand why the Blood-clothed Sword God was willing to sacrifice such a huge benefit to kill him.

In one breath, all the Yin gods in Youtian Domain fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

Qi Yuan held the blood sword and looked at the thirty-six Heaven-Treading Lords and four mythical powerhouses in front of him.

There was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"Qi Yuan of the Shenguang Sect will send all the seniors on their way today."

With one sword shot, the sky and the earth turned into blood.

It seems that the world is bleeding, and it seems that it is crying.

All the puppets did not move at this moment, allowing the sword to fall on their bodies.

A click.

Fragmented.

The bodies of forty strong men finally disappeared without a trace.

Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and silence returns to the blue waves.

Qi Yuan's eyes became darker, he lowered his head and murmured: "Now...their divine domain has become a part of me. Doesn't it mean that I kill the great calamity to avenge myself."

Of course, these strong men who had died in battle could not become his divine infants like his people.

It makes sense that he killed the great catastrophe and avenged himself.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but smile.

He is so busy.

Not only are you busy eating your own meal, but you are also busy taking revenge on yourself.

(End of this chapter)