Cultivating Immortals for All: I have a little too much time

Now, he was short of three orbs, so he could make up one hundred and eight.

Chu Ge and many immortal cultivators waited anxiously.

at the same time:

During these 100+ years:

Chu Ge also practiced five ancient methods of primordial spirit.

His primordial spirit ancient method is to match the future method level.

Therefore: cultivation is quite difficult and powerful.

Tongtong and the others felt sad in their hearts:

"We are still working hard to practice the ancient method of Qi training realm, laying the foundation for the future!"

"Everyone has already practiced the ancient method of Yuanshen!"

"Not reconciled!"

Tong Tong and others were sad.

Today:

News from King Power:

"Mr. Chu, I'm in trouble!"

Chu Ge was curious: "The world is under our control!"

"The whole world is helping you kill the fantasy god, why are you in trouble?"

King Quan almost cried:

"This fantasy god is extraordinary!"

"He actually controlled a lot of human beings against me!"

"I can't beat it!"

Wang Quan is already the strongest physical master besides Chu Ge and the others.

And someone he can't beat?

Chu Ge didn't believe it.

but:

Wang Quan cried for help in tears: "I was beaten by the group again!"

Chu Ge had no choice but to find Wang Quan.

Who asked him to shoulder the important task of collecting one hundred and eight orbs?

After a few hours:

Chu Ge found Wang Quan in a safe house.

Kingship, a bit miserable:

Arms and legs are missing, and the whole body is bandaged and howling.

Chu Ge asked: "What's going on? You look miserable!"

Wang Quan said sadly: "That fantasy god has controlled twelve masters!"

"Every master is better than ordinary fantasy gods!"

"What's even more frightening is that those twelve masters can summon each other!"

"I met one, and in the next second, the other eleven will be teleported over."

Chu Ge suddenly realized:

It's normal to deal with twelve fantasy masters at once, King Quan is not an opponent.

Chu Ge didn't care, and said to him, "Where are they?"

"I'm short on time, I must kill them as soon as possible!"

He left the deep mountains and old forests, and the mana in his body was lost.

He can only stay in the outside world for ten hours.

Wang Quan knew about the abnormalities of the immortal cultivators, so he had already prepared for it.

He left the safe house and just stayed outside.

In less than ten minutes:

one appears.

This man's muscles swelled in anger.

Wherever he stood alone, he gave people the feeling of facing the mountains.

Such a strong pressure can make ordinary people despair.

The muscular man stared at Chu Ge.

He felt unprecedented fear in this man.

The hairs all over his body stood on end, and he said in a deep voice:

"who are you?"

Chu Ge said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am!"

"The important thing is, you should call someone to help!"

"You need help!"

The muscular man had an ugly expression on his face.

He dared not call for help.

because:

This man gave him too much feeling.

As if a breath of wind could blow him to death.

If you call your brothers over, they will be beaten to death together.

By the time:

He can't be resurrected.

So, he refused.

Seeing that he refused, Chu Ge was immediately dissatisfied.

He went up and slapped the muscular man.

With a slap, the big man's head was blown out.

The headless corpse of a muscular man, twitching.

Chu Ge took out a small mirror:

This is Tongtong's magic weapon, specially designed to seal the spirit.

The mirror shines, and the spirit of the muscular man is drawn into the mirror.

Wang Quan pressed his hands on the muscular man's corpse.

Next second:

There was a gem in his hand.

There are still two orbs missing.

Chu Ge uses Wang Quan as a bait to attract other fantasy gods.

10 minute passed...

half an hour passed...

three hours passed...

Chu Ge frowned: "Why didn't other fantasy gods come?"

Wang Quan was also stunned!

He doesn't know either!

Finally, his confidante said:

"Mr. Chu, why don't you go to other places first?"

"Perhaps those fantasy gods are afraid of you!"

Chu Ge nodded.

at this time:

Eleven masters possessed by fantasy gods gathered under a huge eyeball.

They trembled all over and said to the eyeballs, "My king, we have met a master!"

"Our companion was directly extracted by that master!"

"He died in a terrible way!"

eye movement.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes:

"That's an outsider!"

"They don't belong to this world!"

"Destroy them!"

"Go!"

Eleven fantasy gods, dare not go at all.

If they are simply killed, they can still stay in Gensokyo for a while, and then they can be resurrected again.

But 857 is:

If the mind is gone, they cannot be revived.

Eyeballs angry.

It bursts into light and forcibly drives eleven fantasy gods.

but:

The desire to survive of the fantasy gods is too strong.

They are determined and say nothing to die.

Eyeballs are sad.

It has fallen to the point where it is now, which is already very miserable.

Now something even more tragic happened:

My little brothers are disobedient.

I don't have hands and feet yet, otherwise, I would have done it myself.

wrong:

"I don't have hands and feet, but these fantasy gods have hands and feet!"

"Let them carry me to the battlefield, isn't it the same?"

Eyeballs drive fantasy gods to be bearers.

Fantasy gods, there is no resistance this time.

They honestly raised their eyes to look for Chu Ge.

But the eyeballs are too heavy.