Divine Cultivation System

"Boy, who are you?"

When Qin Shaofeng was still thinking about it, the mine guarding powerhouse in front of him had already flown out of it.

A full six Venerables appeared.

Seeing the faces that could not wait to shoot and tear him to pieces, Qin Shaofeng couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you doing? Of course you're charging some interest."

Qin Shaofeng smiled lightly, and a sword appeared in his hand.

This is just an ordinary sword, but it is also a sword specially prepared for him by Jun Sichu not long ago.

At least the meaning of holding this sword and using Jun Tianhong's sword is completely different.

The voice did not fall.

He had already rushed out.

"kill!"

In a sudden shout, one person rushed towards Qin Shaofeng.

Weapons have shot.

But before they could make a real move, a terrifying sword beam shone out from the sword in Qin Shaofeng's hand.

The light swept across, and the six of them turned into two corpses.

Qin Shaofeng took a backhand move and took all their weapons and space rings, and sent them into the ghost house with one hand.

At the same time, the distraction of the ghost face also followed.

Knowing that there is an eternal power behind him, he dare not let Xian Wutong and others show something wrong.

The spiritual detection of the eternal powerhouse is completely different from that of ordinary people.

Because of the Emperor Sword in a short period of time, he was able to use the eternal combat power reluctantly, but he has a deep understanding of this.

At that time, he was only borrowing it, and he couldn't exert the full power of the eternal realm consciousness at all.

A change in expression can cause big problems.

"Who dares to..."

"Puff puff!"

Qin Shaofeng's figure moved instantly.

The people who took off one after another, the sound of shouting has not ended, and the heads of the people have been thrown up first.

Nirvana-level beheading made it impossible for those Venerables to survive even if the blade in his hand swiped casually.

The fourteen Venerables only lasted less than three breaths under his butcher's knife.

In the face of the remaining people who were caught or how they appeared, covered in mud and dirt, and obviously had little to do with Tian Xingcheng, he didn't care, and instead glanced at the group of sergeants.

Left hand volleyed.

The gate of the ghost house opened, and Xian Xiaoying and the five people rushed out of it immediately.

"Do it, use the shortest time to sweep everything here."

Qin Shaofeng's voice was still echoing in place, and the figure had already rushed into the group of sergeants.

The sergeant is worthy of the cultivation level ranging from the real lord of Hongmeng to the realm of saints, and he has no power to fight back under his butcher's knife.

"It's not good..."

Halfway through Xian Wutong's words, he found that Qin Shaofeng was no longer there.

However, Xian Xiaoying exerted the power of nirvana and slapped the ground fiercely, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, but the other hand condensed a big handprint, digging directly into the depths of the mountain range.

Jiang Xueshan and the two elders straightened their eyes.

They used to know Xian Xiaoying, and they could even be regarded as people who watched Xian Xiaoying grow up.

In their minds, the former Xian Xiaoying was just a naughty little girl.

When did that naughty and willful little girl become so terrifying?

next moment.

A boulder with a diameter of more than 100 meters was dug out by her.

"Yeah! Some are too big."

Xian Xiaoying exclaimed, only then did she hear Xian Wutong's words, and said, "Aunt, why are you still standing here, Tian Xingcheng, that old man, and Duanmu Quan are in trouble, even if we rob all the resources of the Tianxing Dynasty. It should be."

"Should it?"

Xian Wutong couldn't smile bitterly, and asked instead: "Xiaoying, when did you learn so badly that you can even say such a thing with a red face and no breath?"

"Oh, hurry up and work, Tian Xingcheng should find out what's going on here in a while."

Xian Xiaoying urged, she smashed a warehouse with her backhand after she probed with her consciousness, made a big palm print with her backhand, stored it, and grabbed the mined spirit stones.

"There are so many good things in such a poor place. It seems that we have something to do next. Since the old man dares to deal with us, we will rob him of the Tianxing Dynasty." Xian Xiaoying smiled. , the backhand smashed another warehouse.

She urged Xian Wutong and others to help.

But of course, after she got everything done by herself, Qin Shaofeng hasn't finished the battle yet.

"Xiaoying, you you you...you really...learned badly!" Xian Wutong's face was full of black lines.

"Brother Xiaoyao, everything is out, let's go!"

Xian Xiaoying didn't seem to hear anything, but instead shouted towards Qin Shaofeng.

See Qin Shaofeng flying over here.

She finally had time to answer: "Aunt, you are too kind, you can't do this, you will suffer a loss if you do this again."

"…"

When Xian Wutong was still full of black lines.

Qin Shaofeng has already collected all the spirit stone veins, and has opened the gate of the ghost house.

Xian Xiaoying pushed her into the gate without waiting for Xian Wutong to answer.

It seems very slow to say, everything is completed in just a few breaths.

Qin Shaofeng jumped up and quickly fled into the distance.

Run away thousands of miles.

It was only when he activated the pseudo-king pattern that he was most familiar with, the ever-changing spirit pattern, which quietly changed the aura of the soul.

Immediately, he motivated Empress Jing to stay on him, the means of changing his appearance, which quietly changed his appearance, and walked grandly towards a small town not far away.

This action immediately stunned the beautiful man who was quietly following him.

"What a strong disguise method, if I hadn't been following him all the time and watched his changes with my own eyes, I'm afraid that even if I really met him head-on, I might not have really noticed that he changed his appearance, right?"

"Especially this kid can even disguise his soul, it's really... strange!"

The beautiful man became more and more surprised, but there was more murderous intent in his heart.

But he couldn't help thinking more.

The person who this kid just called out seems to be from Shuiyueshan, right?

Listening to them, could it be that Shuiyueshan has feuded with the Tianxing Dynasty?

What happened to that kid?

Old man...cough! No, this young master hasn't walked out for so many years, how could such a disciple appear in Shuiyueshan?

He can change his appearance and soul, and he also knows how to bury an old man in the sky.

Could it be that this kid is a secret chess game that Lao'er Funian put in Shuiyue Mountain?

It doesn't seem quite right. Xian Wutong is the direct descendant of Shuiyueshan. Since she trusts that kid so much, could that kid learn some abilities of burying the old man through some special method?

Still not right!

Futian Lao'er is an eternal powerhouse, so he shouldn't feel it.

But why exactly?

This son... is killing?

Or can I make good use of it and use him to smash the old man?