I have a talent tree

Chapter 162 Don’t want to spoil the fun
"You have such strength that you can even trap and kill me. Why do you need to bully the weak?"

Zhuzican sighed.

He was a purple-gold evildoer who fought with Gu Jingzhi several times, each with his own victory or defeat.

Even if he teamed up with Pang Qing, it would be extremely difficult to kill Gu Jingzhi. At most, he could only injure him.

However, facing this person, he had to admire him.

This tenth-level potential person, this little monster, is stronger than him. If he uses the sacred magic circle again, he may be seriously injured or even killed.

"No!"

Bai Jing shook his head and said seriously:
"It's more cost-effective to kill you than to kill these weak Dharma images."

"..." Zhuzican.

He was helpless and didn't know how to refute. He couldn't say that he was better at killing and more cost-effective...

Shangguan Xue also showed unparalleled strength. She stared at the few remaining demon cultivators on the battlefield, her brows slightly raised with a strange expression:

Such a monster has a 10% higher chance of becoming a saint than he does. He doesn't believe that the two monster saints will not give him the means to save his life.

The little monster not only trapped a purple-gold monster, but also had enough energy left to kill the supreme Dharma form, greatly reducing the pressure on masters like her. There was no need for one-to-many killing. Even now, it was human monks like them who surrounded and killed the monsters.

Another battlefield.

below.

However, this idea stayed in my mind for a few seconds and was rejected.

"Brother Zhu, call me the Holy Son!"

This was definitely the happiest time since she went to the battlefield to fight against the demon clan.

Shen Miaomiao curled her lips.

"Extremely happy, extremely happy!"

Every few breaths, a monk from the demon clan dies, either as a demon cultivator or as a follower of the Pang family's dharma minister.

She smiled brightly and was in high spirits.

Strength is relative. If he is promoted, the little monster will increase his strength even faster.

In front of another city gate, there are more Yuanshen Daxiu fighting.

However, they were still unable to break through the blockade and were trapped.

"The little monster is truly worthy of being a little monster. He should stay in Lingxiao Academy. After killing all the Dharma Demons, he will join us in killing all the Yuan Shen Demons. Then he will transcend, and even the divine moon and the sun will shine on the stars!"

"What's wrong with being here? There are a lot of resources and the enemies are strong enough. This is the big stage where the little monsters should show off their talents and hone their strength."

Zhuzican's face was expressionless and he focused his gaze on the battlefield below.

"what!"

Bai Jing also thought of killing a purple-gold monster as a try.

Therefore, beating Zijin with all your strength is not safer than killing those Dharma figures below.

Half a quarter of an hour was very short, but now it seemed to be infinitely longer.

"Oh?" Sima Yue's eyes lit up.

……

...

"Why don't you tell me to kill the true saint? I'll give you something beautiful. Bai Jing will be the genius of Qingshan Mountain for me. He will return to the mountain gate in the future and guard a certain heavenly gate in the south."

"Isn't it true that as Hu Yunfei said, the little monster wants to kill all the dharma figures of the demon clan?"

Elsewhere, Ling Qinghe, who looked the weakest, came over here, showing a perfect smile.

"If I advance to the middle stage of Dharma phase, I might have a chance..." Zhuzican whispered, and soon, he shook his head again.

"boom!"

This is the strongest and most intense Tianguan. After years of fighting, it is impossible for them to be the only ones fighting.

Some of them were killed by other flood domain masters whose pressure was greatly reduced.

"If your court gives him the two sacred magic circles directly, maybe you can let him stay for a while. I think he will be very happy."

Sima Yue raised the sharp sword in her hand.

Her heart was racing and she was overjoyed.

Most of the Dharma cultivators in the demon camp were lost, and most of them died under the magic circle of the little monsters.

Sima Yue forcibly tore apart a demon cultivator, feeling extremely happy.

Pang Qing was fighting in another battlefield, and he couldn't wait any longer.

There are also transcendent battlefields, and even the magnificent battlefields after transcendence.

Damn value for money!
in fact.

Zhuzican was unwilling to give up and tried several times again. The Heavenly Sword and the Eye of Zhulong bloomed one after another, and even used secret techniques to increase his strength.

That one is really a bit perverted.

at this time.

On top of the high wall.

A Lingxiao disciple couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and said:

"The female cultivators of this year seem to be a bit fierce. Our academy's Sima Yue, Shen Miaomiao from Shangqing Mountain, and the Shangguan Fairy from Tianxuan are all terrifyingly strong and can be praised as the best among the best."

"actually!"

Xiao Yucheng, who had been watching, smiled mysteriously and said:
"The strongest female cultivator in our mountain is not Fairy Shen."

"Oh?" A group of Lingxiao Dharma ministers looked over, somewhat curious.

"Did you see that one?" Xiao Yucheng pointed to a woman in white clothes stained with blood on the battlefield.

"Her?" Everyone's eyes lit up. This female cultivator was very beautiful and very gentle. Her purpose was not to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but instead she provided various aids to save the digital dharma phase from danger.

In this battle, not a single Dharma minister in the Hongyu camp was lost.

"Is she strong?" A handsome Dharma minister looked at Ling Qinghe with slight admiration.

"Stronger than Shen Miaomiao!"

...

On the battlefield, the number of monks in the demon camp is decreasing little by little. If Zhuzican has no other response, the entire army will probably be destroyed before the rules of the sub-sage disappear.

"Holy Son, take action!"

He sighed and said through the message.

There is no other way, now on the battlefield, only the supreme Dharma Prime Minister is left struggling to hold on, and no more companions can fall.

Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man dressed in black and wearing a dragon crown suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

His speed was too fast, and his strength was terrifying. However, at the moment of his arrival, several Hongyu Dharma Primes were shaken away by his terrifying fluctuations.

"Stay away from him, this person's strength is far higher than the supreme Dharma image!"

Shen Miaomiao said with a solemn expression.

But it was too late.

A Ling Xiao disciple was so close that it was too late to escape, and he was regarded as a powerful target by the newcomer. "Boom!"

The palm of the man in black cracked out lightning from ten directions, tearing up the air and killing him.

"Crack!"

Just one face-to-face encounter caused cracks in the appearance of this disciple of Ling Xiao, which was on the verge of collapse.

You need to know that this disciple is also among the best!

"So strong!"

Everyone froze, could it be that there was another purple-gold evildoer from the demon race?
"boom!"

The man in black said nothing, and the lightning in his palm became more and more fierce, and the space began to distort, creating cracks in the void.

He took action again to kill the target, and then break through the sacred formation to relieve the pressure on the demon clan.

"Boom!"

The lightning condensed into a terrifying long sword of sparks, stabbing Ling Xiao's disciple at a ghostly speed.

This disciple had a chill down his spine and was a little scared.

Are you going to stay here?

the answer is negative.

"Boom!"

A blazing flame suddenly appeared, blocking the blow.

A graceful figure appeared in front of this disciple.

"Fairy Ling!" This disciple's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but feel good about her.

But he quickly said with a solemn expression:

"Fairy, you are no match for him, stay away from this monster!"

"That person wants to destroy all the demons, how can I disappoint him?"

Ling Qinghe shook his head and chuckled.

"Ok?"

The man in black who was about to turn around focused his eyes and whispered:

"Some skills."

However, now is not the time to kill these people, we must first stop the killing of the little monsters.

Boom!
The man in black was making a move, but he was blocked again.

"Your opponent is me!"

Ling Qinghe said calmly that even if the opponent showed strength far beyond the extreme from the beginning, she would not be afraid.

"die!"

There was nothing to say, so the man in black took action directly.

If you want to block his way, then go die!
Boom!

A top-notch battle begins.

What surprised everyone was that Ling Qinghe, this beautiful woman who had never taken any action and mainly played support, now showed great strength.

Just relying on a terrifying flame, he was evenly matched with the sudden and terrifying powerful man.

"Another evildoer in Shangqing Mountain?"

Hu Yunfei was horrified.

"It's not as good as Zijin. Neither of them is as good. It's weaker than that level."

Sima Yue spoke, she knew Zijin's strength very well.

Of course, this also scared her. There were so many monsters in this class of Shangqingshan.

"Who is this person?"

Bai Jing suddenly asked.

His main purpose is to kill the Dharma Prime below. As for Zhuzican, knowing that he cannot kill him, he can just focus on siege.

Well, you can't rush to kill monsters, you have to do it little by little. There will be plenty of opportunities to kill these monsters in the future.

Zhuzican also understood this, so he answered without hesitation:
"The Holy Son of our clan, the youngest descendant of the True Saint, is slightly weaker than Zijin!"

"I see, but if he wants to become a saint, he must first cut off the holy blood before he can walk out of his own way."

Bai Jing touched his chin and thought.

"Having said that."

Zhuzican murmured, raised his eyebrows, and said resentfully:
"You are called a monster, and you harvest the lives of monks who are far less than you. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at? This is an insult to the name of a monster..."

"This is a war between two realms. Either you kill me or I kill you. Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

"If your demon clan retreats thousands of miles away, gives up the Western Territory, and never invades the Hong Territory, and compensates you with trillions of perfect elixirs and three volumes of true saint inheritance, I can consider it and will not bully the weak of your clan in the future!"

Bai Jing sneered.

"..." Zhuzican.

I really dare to speak, and I don’t even think about who is stronger and who is weaker now.

Then, he stared at Bai Jing, showing a strong murderous intention.

The shame of today must be paid back in the future.

"No need to call your friend to take action, I want Bai Jing to die!"

Zhuzican said in a message.

"Brother Zhu is a sensible person. Let this little monster be arrogant for a while today. My friend seemed worried and called out a ninth-level potential person. He will definitely kill this monster later."

Pang Qing nodded, feeling equally angry in his heart, but he could only endure it today.

……

"boom!"

Not long after.

A thin film of light gradually dissipated across the entire battlefield.

shhhhhh!
Three streams of light rose into the sky and fled the battlefield.

"Victory, great victory!"

Above the high level, the monks looked at the corpses on the ground and couldn't help but rub their eyes, feeling a little unreal.

Afterwards, it was completely boiling, and the morale of the cultivators was high, and they all flew into the battlefield.

...

"How about it? It's okay for me to go up to Qingshan, this little monster."

In a separate courtyard, Yun Qianshan was sipping tea. The old god was there and said with a smile:
"It's better to give him the other two sacred magic circles directly. I can make the decision and let him stay for another twenty or thirty years, kill all the genius geniuses, and then return to the south."

(End of this chapter)