From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

The battle lasted only a few minutes.

The streets were littered with the corpses of aliens.

The woman in white threw punches as fast as rainbows, and before she knew it, she was in front of Feng Zhenghao.

His daughter Feng Shayan had once performed brilliantly at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Her Hundred Steps Divine Fist, which was based on space travel, was unpredictable and could always appear in places the enemy least expected. Seeing this, she immediately stopped them. The father and son had dozens of ghosts under their command, who followed them like shadows and protected them. They were all of the best quality.

On the other side, Wang Zhenfo gave an order, and all the children of the Wang family took out the second set of scrolls. Each scroll contained pictures of three swords that were in the best form of divine power. The cold sword energy flowed through them, causing many children's palms to bleed, revealing their miserable white bones.

At the command, hundreds of flying swords burst out at the same time, like giant crossbows on the wall of a heavy town, causing a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Although attacked from both sides, Feng Zhenghao felt uneasy at all and could only shout loudly.

"You damned bastard, if you don't do anything, or another group of people die, the company will punish you!"

In a hurry, Feng Zhenghao completely lost his composure and the ability to keep his temper. He knew the ill intentions of the Wang family. In this regard, he believed that he could be the ultimate winner. After all, Wang Zhenfo was not a bit inferior to Wang Ai.

But all the prerequisites are based on the successful siege and killing of the demon.

If you can't kill the other party and complete the first step, everything is just empty talk.

The snake venom hand sneered and continued to watch coldly.

There is no life to waste, he is the one who dies, whether it is a company or not, how can his life be more important than that.

When the enemy took his first step, everyone present knew one thing: what that natural feeling symbolized had only one answer - a heavenly being in the world.

Fortunately, there is still a gap between him and the one from Longhu Mountain, so people don't despair. Apart from his fists, the demon doesn't have any terrifying abilities.

On the flaming street, the woman in white remained calm despite being attacked from both sides.

First, he threw a punch, destroying all the flying swords.

This was followed by another unreasonable straight punch, which swept all the ghosts away with its fist force.

Silently, a golden thread passed through the air, and the Yin God in the pseudo-golden elixir firmly grasped the gift, and seemed to be too lazy to chew it, so he opened his mouth and swallowed it all. The foundation that the Tianxiahui had collected for more than ten years turned into nourishment, which was digested by the soul-swallowing method of summoning souls and sending generals, and directly helped it reach the third realm.

At the same time, Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong's expressions changed suddenly.

The connection with the ghost was ruthlessly severed, and the backlash was so sudden that both of them turned pale.

The Hundred-Step Divine Fist attacked from behind her head, and a barely audible sneer came from under the mask of the woman in white.

After enduring the painless "knocking stone", the woman in white reached out her backhand to crush the attacking wrist, then pulled it back hard, and the door to the space shuttle opened. Feng Shayan lunged forward and fell directly beside the enemy.

The woman in white hit her back with a palm, and the energy and strength poured in violently, breaking Feng Shayan's body in the blink of an eye.

Feng Xingtong's eyes were about to burst out in anger, but Feng Zhenghao grabbed his son by the collar and turned and ran away.

The woman in white had used up her first breath since the start of the battle, her chest swelled, and she took a second breath, her strength climbing to the peak again. She stepped out of the ground, and smashed the fleeing father and son in a straight line. The two of them died like this, unable to die any more.

Feng Shayan was stunned at first, and then she felt a strong hatred.

He opened his mouth to curse, but before he could say anything, the woman in white who had returned stepped on his head and crushed it.

The soul of the alien was stronger than that of an ordinary person, and he was also murdered by his parents, so a resentful soul was born. However, the golden thread in the air came at the right time, and in a flash, it captured this new ghost with the ability to travel through space. With the third breath, the woman in white rushed among the children of the Wang family, and no one could match her.

Amid the casualties, one or two lucky ones occasionally escaped, but were soon hit half-broken by stones thrown at them.

The scroll was torn into pieces and the flesh and blood withered.

Wang Zhenfo is no different from other disciples. He is only at the third level. Even if he is at the peak, it is not worth a second punch.

Nearly a hundred people were killed or injured, but the snake venom hand had a smile on his face.

He was not a saint with compassion for the world. The battlefield was filled with evil spirits, resentment, and hatred, including the broken ink flying swords, which were all poured into the green deer and white jade gourd in his left hand. The surface of this small jade gourd was carved with exquisite baby deer patterns, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

It is one of the twelfth categories of Grade A, ranking just below the Pig and the Dog. It is a sword-raising gourd that was born and raised in a natural wonder. It has symbolized fortune and luck since ancient times, and can swallow evil spirits and hatred, but it likes sword energy and divine will the most. It can be used simply to attack with great killing power, but its real magical use is to nourish swords and improve their quality.

The woman in white stopped, her eyes revealed by the mask moved slightly, and her protective fist force prevented blood and flesh from staining her white dress, she still looked like a fairy.

"Since you have entered the realm of the immortal, I will dare to call you senior. I just don't know how many breaths Senior Xiao has taken. I heard that a pure warrior does not rely on heaven and earth, but only on the will in his heart. These hundred people are all extraordinary people after all. If you don't have much strength left, don't blame me for letting you fall into the water."

Snake Poison Hand restrained his smile. He was slightly unhappy with the indifference of the person in front of him.

The woman in white stretched out her hand, then raised five fingers and waved, signaling the other party to come over.

The Snake Venom Hand's eyes turned cold, and he injected all the poison in his right hand into the Green Deer White Jade Sword-Nourishing Gourd. The filled gourd suddenly burst into white light, filling the entire street in an instant.

The sword energy gushed out, sharp and containing a strong poison. As long as it could break through the body of that celestial being, the snake venom would flow into every part of his body, and by then, even natural talent would be of no use.

On the top of a distant mountain, the long-dormant Tiger and Wolf Medicine finally took action. All medicines are poisonous, and this strong poison spread far away, leaving no room for the enemy to refuse.

In just a moment, the white-clothed woman's fists became disordered, and the sword energy and poison were rushing towards her. However, at this critical moment, she did not defend herself with all her strength, but instead extravagantly used her energy to conceal the scene of the battle.

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Biyou Village Ancestral Hall,
Jiang Yuan stood aside, watching Qiu Rang, who was of superior aptitude, banging on the side of the Gu-breeding furnace. Ma Xianhong regarded this fellow as a fellow practitioner, and taught him the magic tricks of the Hundred Refinements generously. The Jade Ruyi magic weapon he refined was sturdy and durable.

A pocket-sized flying sword lingers on a person's fingertips. This is his natal flying sword, Destiny, which can swallow up luck and hide luck. It accumulates the luck of the Qilin day by day, and then uses it all at once to artificially control a great opportunity.

Thanks to him, there was not a single mistake in the Gu breeding furnace until the final installation. Ma Xianhong was working hard outside, so the finishing work was naturally handed over to his fellow workers.

The Gu breeding furnace feeds on the blood and flesh of pigs, sheep and cattle, and has a bit of sacrificial elements, which can allow the Zhenling Gu to reproduce rapidly.

Day one, two.

The next day, four.

On the third day, eight.

If nothing unexpected happens, after thirty-three days, nearly 8.5 billion Zhenling Gu as small as mayflies will be produced.

The next four hundred years will become the era of aliens. Everyone can practice with the help of the Zhenling Gu in their bodies, but they will never be able to break through to the fifth level of the unity of man and nature, because the essence of the new aliens is the Gu, and they themselves are still ordinary people.

And as a farmer cultivating the land, someone will pass through the eclipse gate and directly arrive at the harvest season four hundred years later.

(End of this chapter)