The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The next day.

The sky in the East was slightly white, and the sound of clock exhaustion came from the main peak.

After washing.

Cao Chuan took five younger martial brothers to the main peak of Tianshen mountain.

A group of people came to a towering palace, covering a vast area outside the hall.

Looking up, you can see the three big words "contribution hall".

Many disciples came out with magic tools in their arms. They exchanged their contributions for powerful magic tools.

They should have been happy to have obtained the magic weapon they had dreamed of.

However, they thought of the sweat and tears, repairing bridges and roads, burning fire and refining pills, and the contribution points saved after thousands of hardships. After consumption, their hearts were even more painful than cutting meat.

These faces are both happy and painful, very complex.

"Hello, senior brother." Many younger martial brothers greeted Cao Chuan.

It has been two years since Cao Chuan joined the Heavenly God sect. His strength is at the peak of quadrupole and he is the best of the three generations of disciples.

He is famous among his disciples. These disciples respect him and say hello to him.

With a smile on his face, Cao Chuan saluted these people one by one.

After entering the hall of contribution, the faces of the party showed an excited look.

In the hall of the contribution of the Heavenly God sect, there are all kinds of treasures, skills, talismans and pills, from Lingzhou flying sword to ginseng and pilose antler!

The little man behind Cao Chuan looked at the treasures in the hall in front of him with small eyes. His eyes were almost pasted.

Unfortunately, these things need a lot of contribution points. The little man can only quench his thirst.

The side hall on the right hand side was crowded with people.

They craned their necks and looked at the vests in the glass cabinet.

It is very difficult to refine medium and high-level vests. The probability of success is very low. The contribution points that need to be exchanged are naturally rising.

They can only have an eye around here.

"Deacon Chen, please I want to exchange [Lingyu Tianjun robe]."

Cao Chuan took out the Xuanjin token and handed it to the deacon of the contribution hall.

His heroic behavior attracted the envious eyes of the disciples around him.

"It's elder martial brother Cao. No wonder!"

"Put on this five rank and six grade robe, and you can't even break your defense in the face of the monks below the Hualong territory. It's an invincible existence!"

"Wow! If only I had such a robe."

Cao Chuan managed to squeeze out the crowd and walked outside the hall.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead and fondled his robe.

After a while, he put on this shining [Lingyu Tianjun robe], and suddenly felt that the whole person was shocked.

"Buddha depends on gold, and people rely on clothes." The little man exclaimed, "elder martial brother has suddenly become more handsome."

Hearing the little man's words, Cao Chuan gently shook his clothes and felt that the contribution value of 50000 points was not in vain!

"Yes, elder martial brother is much more handsome." Other younger martial brothers in the same cottage are boasting.

"Do your best to flatter. Let's go. Today we went to Guangfu mountain to hunt [moon cold spider]. We collected a kilogram of 'moon cold spider silk', which has 500 contribution points." Cao Chuan interrupted these younger martial brothers' flattery.

Everyone rolled up their sleeves and their faces were full of eager expressions.

"Chong Chong, for our invincible vests!"

……

Guangfu mountain.

This is a mountain range thousands of miles away from tianshengzong.

There is a monster named moon cold spider in Guangfu mountain. Their strength ranges from level 3 to level 4.

This spider is as big as a millstone. It is blue all over and has a white half moon shaped white fluff on its back.

"Moon cold spider silk" and "white moon fluff" are important materials for refining the sixth level magic clothes.

Since the Heavenly God sect has been refining a large number of vests recently, the sect elders have increased their contribution points for the acquisition of these materials.

The inner and outer disciples of the Heavenly God sect went to the place of these monsters.

If you start slowly, you have nothing.

"Hum ~"

A spirit boat only more than ten feet long and one and a half feet wide, like a swimming fish, fluttered from a distance.

Finally, the spirit boat stopped on the flat ground at the foot of Guangfu mountain.

As soon as the spirit boat stopped, a fat man jumped down from it and vomited wildly holding a tree.

The little man's face was also blue and white. When he heard the voice of the fat man, his stomach turned upside down.

"Elder martial brother, the spirit boat is too shaky! You see, Feng Deyuan is about to faint." The little man remembered what had happened, and there was a faint look of fear on his face.

Cao Chuan's face was slightly red. He coughed: "if you improve your cultivation, this will not happen. It's a kind of exercise for you."

"If you can't even bear this little pain, why should you practice?"

"Elder martial brother is right!" The other younger martial brothers nodded.

Because the spirit boat was bought by elder martial brother through frugality, thousands of spirit stones will be consumed for a round trip.

Senior brother didn't ask them to get a point.

Cao Chuan is so kind to them. What else can I say.

"Well, take a break for two teas. Later, we'll hunt more cold moon spiders and earn a sum of money!" Cao Chuan waved his hand in high spirits!

Several younger martial brothers are all ready to do something!

"Elder martial brother, there won't be any big demons or demons here?" The fat man came back after vomiting and looked around. He looked frightened.

The fat man's name is "Feng Deyuan", and he is Feng Youcai's son.

His father wanted Feng Deyuan to worship under the jiuyouque gate. Unfortunately, he had no array talent. Finally, he worshipped baopu peak.

"Don't worry." Cao Chuan waved his hand: "I made it clear before I came here. Except for herdsmen, some cattle and sheep will be lost occasionally."

"It has been calm for two years. There are no other abnormalities at all."

"That's good!" The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

Six people deal with some cold moon spiders who don't have much intelligence. It's not difficult for them to form an array to kill monsters.

……

In a cave in Guangfu mountain.

The thick white bones are covered with a layer, including monsters, cattle, sheep and human shapes, emitting gloomy green fluorescence.

The strong magic gas is like boiling water, rolling constantly in the cave, sending out bursts of rumbling dull sound, just like the neighing of giant animals, which makes people tremble and feel cold.

In the middle of the cave.

On the white bone lotus made of bones, a man wearing a blood robe sat cross legged, surrounded by black magic Qi, which looked gloomy and terrible in such an environment.

You don't have to think about it. The man in the blood robe is a demon monk.

At this time, the blood robed devil reached a critical moment in his cultivation of magic skills.

"Broken!!" The devil's ferocious voice made a roar in the cave.

As soon as the voice fell, the white bones covered the ground floated a little green bone fire to the devil.

"Boom!" These bone fires burned rapidly after being contaminated with devil's head sand.

"Ah ah!!!" The devil endured severe pain and his face was distorted.

"Bang bang!" The porch shackles of the meridians in the devil's body were washed away by more than a dozen.

"Not enough!!" He gave a violent drink and waved to the dungeon on the right. Dozens of men, women and children imprisoned there melted in the scream, turned into a blood spring and flew over.

The blood spring converged from the Baihui cave of the demon head and turned into a majestic spiritual force under the operation of his magic skill!

With the help of blood spring, his face flashed a comfortable look, and his spiritual power became more powerful.

Twisted human shapes appeared on the blood robe of the demon head, whining and making a sharp and harsh sound. A huge vortex was formed in the cave. The aura gathered from all directions and had a strange resonance with it!

In the blood colored light and black magic gas, his momentum gradually climbed, and gradually improved from the peak of Hualong

"Boom!"

There was a huge roar in the cave. The bloody brilliance suddenly closed, and the thick and surging magic Qi was all incorporated into the body!

The devil finally took that step and reached the legendary Shentai realm!

His eyes suddenly opened, like blood colored thunder flashing in the void, the spiritual storm shot out around, and all the bones and stones in the cave turned into powder.

"Hahaha! Finally become a Shentai power!!!"

The devil's face was filled with ecstasy.

Three years!

For three years, do you know how he lived?!

He hides his power and bides his time in such a narrow cave. He hasn't left a step except to prey on the mountain people!

It is absolutely a super genius to break through from quadrupole to Shentai in just three years!

"I have made such achievements before I was 30, but there is no one before and no one after!"

He still practices magic skills. His destructive power and combat effectiveness are much stronger than ordinary monks!

With the confidence of the same level!

Even in the saint's realm, he can fight for a time of incense!

"The Xuantian sect leader with the strongest strength in the whole South wasteland is just a Shentai realm. I beat him like my grandson!"

The devil's blood pupil was full of excitement. He shook his fist and felt the surging spiritual power in his body. He smiled proudly.

"I am invincible!!!"

In this arrogant voice, the devil's eyes stared, and his bloody sleeve robe waved towards the rock wall above his head.

"Boom!" The thick rock wall on the top of his head burst into powder. The demon head, with his violent spiritual power, rushed into the sky like a shell!!