Divine Cultivation System

"It's a bunch of arrogant, ignorant, and tired guys."

Yang Zhen looked at the nine people who had disappeared in a moment, and couldn't help but complain: "Such a group of black-headed monsters are walking together, even if the holy-ranked star beasts encounter it, they will have to retreat. This group of waste still thinks. Trying to rush out is really dying."

"Let's go!"

Yang Zhen shouted again, and he rushed out first.

Soon.

Luo Ying, Han Lucky, Hao Liang, Qi Ying, Qi Wei, Yang Liang, and Zhou Qing also all rushed out of the fire.

Over the past three months, they have already formed some kind of unspeakable fighting tacit understanding.

Four high-level respected heavenly powerhouses, four low-level respected heavenly powerhouses.

Just a jump, it has formed a strong and weak battle.

Such a position allows anyone to get help from at least one strong person when they are in danger. This is also a prerequisite for them to survive to the present.

After three months of training by Qin Shaofeng, even Zhou Qing has learned a set of sacred pinnacle martial arts.

They just emptied the black-headed monster near the fire with just one round of attack.

"Tianyang three styles!"

Yang Zhen suddenly shouted.

The set of swordsmanship that all of them had learned was the set of swordsmanship that Qin Shaofeng first presented to Yang Zhen.

I have to say is.

That set of swordsmanship was also the most powerful of the martial arts Qin Shaofeng sent.

Besides, it is also the real treasure of Tianyang Mountain Town except for the Ram Zun Tianying Sword.

At this time, being displayed by eight people together, that mighty tyranny instantly expanded the result of the battle by several times.

It was just this simple cooperation in the battle that made the four of Golan Ye who were watching the battle widen their eyes.

"Holy Pin Peak Martial Skill!"

Golan Ye took a breath.

Although there are many sacred martial arts, there are many classifications in the sacred martial arts.

The rarity of the sacred pinnacle martial arts, it can be said that there is only one kind in the entire Huoyun Nation, and even after he has broken through the sacred star position, he is qualified to practice.

It is really unimaginable that the strongest group of cultivation is the eighth-ranked celestial position, and the lowest is only the first-order celestial position, how can everyone learn such a set of martial arts.

"What? It turned out to be the sacred peak martial skill?"

Another ninth-level respected heavenly powerhouse also took a breath of air-conditioning.

Looking at Qin Shaofeng's gaze again, he was already full of doubts and fears.

Looking at the tacit cooperation of Yang Zhen and others, he could already faintly think of the reason why Qin Shaofeng and others were able to walk here alive.

Not luck, but strength.

It's just a group of subordinates who have such martial skills, so how much sacred pinnacle martial skills should the kid who is the master know?

For a while, even he, who had always thought that his mood changed little, had the urge to win Qin Shaofeng.

Of course, it was just an impulse.

He doesn't believe that the group of people who can make the Saint Star power strong, Lord Golan Ye retreat, will be his small ninth-ranked celestial cultivator who can deal with the existence.

After all, he is not a simple-minded person like Hardo.

The duration of the battle is not too long.

Only two minutes later, the look of Golan Ye and others changed again.

They have clearly seen the growth of the black-headed monster snake.

It was Yang Zhen and others that made them feel the tremor in their hearts even more.

Originally, when Yang Zhen and the others took action, they thought that their combat power was already at their peak. After all, even Qi Ying and Qi Wei and other Tier 3 Venerable Persons had the same combat power that their Tier 5 Venerable Subordinates had. similar.

But they couldn't think of it.

As the combat power of the black-headed monster snake increased, the combat power that this group of people broke out began to grow rapidly.

Another few minutes passed.

The fire that Qin Shaofeng had arranged before had also been extinguished.

The changes in the battle made the four of them more difficult to look.

Even if the air is still filled with a strong smell of wine, it also makes the black-headed monster snake's combat power explode more.

In such a battle, they truly realized how terrifying the insects and beasts in the depths of Tianlian Mountain were.

At the very beginning, it was just that Zhou Qing was in trouble, and someone needed to come up for rescue.

But now after a few minutes, the three of Qi Ying and Qi Wei have also begun to stop.

Even if they are just one person, the combat power that can erupt is far more than their fifth-order superior celestial powerhouse.

Often when facing a black-headed monster, it can barely resist, but if two black-headed monsters attack at the same time, they will also appear difficult to defend.

The moment the flame went out, the four of them had already caused danger several times.

"Freezing."

"it is good."

Qin Shaofeng and Ximen Bingning had a simple conversation.

Ge Lanye and others have already understood Qin Shaofeng's greatness.

Even if the conversation between the two was extremely brief and unclear this time, they attracted everyone's attention again.

They want to know what this amazing boy is going to do.

However, Ximen Bingning's approach made them all grow up in astonishment.

Ximen Bingning took the small bottle in Qin Shaofeng's hand, and at the same time took out a few jars of fine wine, poured the powder in the bottle into the jar and stirred evenly.

Then he splashed on the eight people.

Everyone was pouring a heartbreak.

The weird change changed again at this moment.

Those black-headed monster snakes with apparently terrifying combat power, even after everyone was doused with drinks, began to retreat one after another, as if these eight people were no longer the target, but extremely terrifying things.

"This... dare to ask my little friend, what did you just figured out can scare these black-headed monsters back?" Golanye couldn't help but wonder.

"Realgar wine."

Qin Shaofeng explained in a calm voice without turning his head.

"Realgar wine?"

Golan Ye suddenly messed up in the wind.

He knows the drink naturally, but what is realgar?

Why has he never heard of such a thing?

Is it a new type of wine?

This question only appeared in his mind for a moment, and he hurriedly changed the subject and asked: "My little friend, since we have such an enemy, why don't we each do it and take the opportunity to escape?"

"Can't escape. As long as these black-headed monsters are not afraid of being beaten, even if we invent something more fearful, they will always chase after us."

"Here is Tianlian Mountain. Realgar wine can only restrain snakes. If you encounter other things again, sweat soaks your clothes in the first battle, thereby neutralizing the power of realgar wine, and this group of black-headed monsters will surge up again. It's better to kill them for fear."

What Qin Shaofeng said was the situation during their last fight.

But it took a long while to speak of the Golan Ye four.