Just became a beast, someone built a sect on my hill

Chapter 47 Jiang Xiaoli's Sword!Breaking through the forbidden place...

"Cum clap clap!"

"Surround. Surround!"

Outside the 'main hall', the voice of order sounded.

A line of ghosts and ghosts, holding long knives and short swords in their hands, moved swiftly from the center, spreading out into two wings and moving forward.

Thus the entire 'Zongmen Hall' was surrounded.

"drink!"

All the ghost messengers shouted in unison, with the hilts in their hands, standing silently around the 'main hall'.

"Ghost...ghost!"

The fierce woman in the hall exclaimed.

All of them are comparable to ghosts in the early stage of Qi training!

so scary~
The team is neat and solemn,
This made the woman who claimed to be a late-stage Qi practitioner feel fearful.

After all, let alone her, even the master of Yunjian Sect, Jiang Xiaoli, as a foundation builder, might not be able to fight against so many qi training ghosts!
Moreover, these ghosts are definitely not the protagonists of this scene!
They all look exactly the same, and they look like they're playing tricks...

"The City God of Anhua County, to—"

I only heard a hunched ghost messenger pinching his nose and calling out a eunuch-like high-pitched voice with a slightly raised tone...

"City... City God?!?"

The eunuch Guichai's voice and words not only pierced their eardrums, but also frightened the elders and guardians of Yunjianzong.

As we all know, the weakest City God is also at least the strong one in the Golden Core Realm.

The eight people turned their eyes to the only speaker of Yunjianzong, the suzerain Jiang Xiaoli.

They were even thinking, in such a big battle, should they work together to arrest Jiang Xiaoli first, so as to avoid harming themselves...

I saw Jiang Xiaoli didn't panic at all, instead he raised his footsteps and walked forward.

The footsteps are even and steady, and there is no clue.

"The master of the Yunjian Sect, Jiang Xiaoli, has seen Lord Chenghuang. Today is the day when the sect is established. I don't know why the Chenghuang is here."

Jiang Xiaoli cupped his hands slightly, straightened his back, and spoke in a neutral tone.

"Bold!"

The eunuch ghost made a sharp voice, accusing.

The ghost messengers standing in the center dispersed and made way for a wide avenue in a uniform manner.

I saw Wang Xianghua holding a book, this time it was upright, with the eleven words "Ximen High Officials and Four Forbidden Secret Places" written on it.

"Hehe...what's the matter?"

Wang Xianghua snorted coldly, the book in his hand suddenly gathered the power of ghosts and gods, a black light shone, and it was smashed out!

"My City God received a secret report that you dare to harbor heretical devils, and come here to apprehend them!"

"Golden Core Realm!"

The eight people behind them exclaimed and backed away one after another...

Forget the oath of "coexistence and death" just now, the catastrophe is imminent, and everyone is flying~
Only Jiang Xiaoli didn't panic, he drew a sword from behind, the flames shot up from the sword, it was extremely dazzling, and he slashed at the book that exploded unbiasedly!
The "Forbidden Land" wrapped in layers of power of ghosts and gods is particularly tyrannical!
Not only was he not split open, but he firmly suppressed Jiang Xiaoli.

It made Jiang Xiaoli take three steps back...

The combat power of the Golden Elixir is really powerful... Jiang Xiaoli thought to himself, all the magic power in his body exploded.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he pressed against the two big characters 'forbidden secret'!
Ten seconds later,

"what!"

break!
Jiang Xiaoli roared angrily, and the sword in his hand burst into flames, cutting through the book.

Bang.

The word 'forbidden secret' exploded... revealing its original appearance...

"Also, Lord Chenghuang. You seem to...can't control Xiaolin Mountain. The boundary of Baohe County, hehe, when is it Anhua County's turn?"

After breaking through the 'Forbidden Secret' pressure, Jiang Xiaoli lightly raised his sword eyebrows, brushed a handsome sword flower in the air, and asked.

He actually knows a lot about this place, and Wang Xianghua's excuses are really bad.

"Humph!"

Wang Xianghua really didn't expect that a kid who was bent on building his foundation could resist his own blow.

Putting this on the younger generation, I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to call it the peerless arrogance!

But... It's a pity that no matter how talented you are, it's just talent.

Before turning potential into strength, a genius is just a genius, but he cannot be called a strong man!
Destroying a cultivation genius with his own hands made Wang Xianghua excited...

The black power of ghosts and gods, attached to Wang Xianghua's body surface, belongs to the power of the late Jindan stage, release them all!
"Hehe, stubbornly resisting."

In Wang Xianghua's palms, two clusters of black divine light gathered.

"This... the top golden core powerhouse!"

The woman in the back stared wide-eyed. As a Qi practitioner, she naturally couldn't tell Wang Xianghua's specific strength, but she was lucky enough to have seen the fighting power of an early Jindan master.

With such power, in front of Wang Xianghua, that big man might just kneel down and beg for mercy, there is no comparison at all.

The eight people looked at each other and decided,

No monthly salary, after all, life is more important!
At the same time, Qi Qi used his qi training power, preparing to capture their suzerain Jiang Xiaoli before Wang Xianghua.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoli is in danger!
There are tigers and wolves in the front, and there are anti-dogs in the back!
"Shaking, shaking~"

Suddenly, a wooden yellow stick spun in the air.

To be precise, it should be a wooden stick.

On the top of the wooden staff, a black dragon's head is faintly conceived, spinning around.

"Hehe, Wang Xiaoer, it's not shameful to deal with a junior like this, oh, yes. After all, you didn't show shame..."

An old, but somewhat playful voice sounded,

That's right, it is the little old man of the town god of Baohe County.

The wooden staff hovered in the air, circling from behind the five elders and the three protectors, and easily swung over these bastards who wanted to turn their backs and make troubles.

"Hmph, Miji old thief, you are indeed there!"

Wang Xianghua didn't seem surprised either, he looked as expected.

"Xiao Li, you've done enough, let's go back first."

The little old man walked forward, looking at the figure of the young man in front of him with kind eyes and said.

The withered old palm stretched out, and the wooden stick flew back into the little old man's hand with a soft 'chuss' sound.

"Ok!"

Only then did Jiang Xiaoli breathe a sigh of relief, and retreated behind the little old man holding his sword.

The next situation was no longer something he, a foundation-builder, could meddle in.

"I've said it before, Miji old thief, if you hand over the position of City God, or if the spirit stone is produced, you will be safe." Wang Xianghua said silently, the power of ghosts and gods in his hands dissipated slowly.

"This City God can be the master, and I will give you another chance!"

On the little old man's old cheeks, there was a contemptuous smile!
"Pooh!"

Broken a mouthful of saliva, spit on the ground.

"Wang Xianghua."

"Huh?" Wang Xianghua frowned slightly.

The little old man laughed:
"Your words are the funniest jokes my little old man has ever heard, and you can make the decision? Keep us safe? Does anyone believe it? Hehe, you should tell the ghosts. After all, ghosts believe~~ah, no, Old man, I am a ghost."

As he spoke, the little old man immediately held the wooden stick in his hand horizontally.

"But I don't believe it either."

"Hey~" Jiang Xiaoli suddenly laughed out loud, he had been very nervous before, so his face was slumped, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

But now, the little old man was in front of him, which made him relax a lot.

"This ghost joke, old man, is a bit too cold."

"You!" Wang Xianghua glared at each other as they sang together. Black air spread from the soles of his feet, and the robe bulged like the wind, and terrifying energy was brewing inside:
"It's really courting death!"

(End of this chapter)