Simulating Immortals: Embody Cthulhu at the beginning

Chapter 38 038 [Who gave you the confidence to say such things? ! 】

The peaceful night passed quickly, and nothing discordant happened that night.

A ray of morning light pierced through the cover of the mist and shone obliquely on Su Yun's body.

Like a boiling river and sea suddenly subsided, all the spiritual energy that had flowed all night poured into the unprecedentedly vast dantian.

Su Yun slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of divine light flashed from his eyes.

"Whoo~"

A mouthful of turbid air was slowly spit out from the abdomen, and it lasted for half a cup of tea before it was over.

Under the turbulent air current, a strong gust of wind blew up within a few feet, making the nearby branches and leaves rustle.

Fortunately, Su Yun himself arranged a formation to block his sight, so it didn't attract the attention of others.

Quietly sensing the running status of the spiritual power in his body, Su Yun couldn't help frowning.

[Extraordinary talent] While bringing him an unprecedented improvement, it also brought him a lot of trouble.

He found that with the capacity of his current dantian spiritual power cyclone and the breadth of the whole body's meridians.

If he wanted to accumulate spiritual power in his body to the point where he could break through the eighth level of Qi refining, it would probably take several times longer than the originally estimated time.

In other words.

If calculated according to the spiritual energy concentration of Xuanyunzong's outer sect, without any external help, it would probably take nearly ten years for him to cultivate to the eighth level of Qi Refining!
This is a long period of time that Su Yun simply cannot accept.

The eighth level of Qi Refining is so difficult, how long will it be possible to break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm?

What's more, how could Su Yun, who had a simulator in his body, be willing to become a mere human foundation-building monk.

Wouldn't it be a waste of such a great fortune not to come to the foundation of the Three Tribulations of Heaven? !
Su Yun stood up silently, and took back the formation that he set up last night, only then did he realize that the entire camp was bustling with people, and it was bustling like never before.

When we entered the camp yesterday, it was almost sunset, and most of the people calmed down and began to rest.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Su Yun did not walk around.

Right now, the camp is bustling with activity, so it is a good time to take a good look at the composition of the personnel before setting off, and to prepare in advance for the next battle with the Yaozu.

Su Yun didn't forget that there are at least 100 monster races waiting for his "arrangement".

After slowly walking around the camp, Su Yun gradually had a clear understanding of the composition of the temporary team.

To his surprise.

There were more than 230 people in the field, and nearly 180 of them were monks from various orthodox sects in Dongzhou.

And most of them are disciples from some second- and third-rate sects, or from some small and medium-sized cultivating families. The monks from the three major sects of the righteous way are actually only me and Fushan's group!

The remaining forty or so people are all disciples of the Sacred Heart Sect of the Demonic Dao, all of whom are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, with a concentrated breath and capable demeanor.

Something is wrong!
The moment Su Yun saw this strange composition of people, he immediately turned his attention to the portable jade cave standing in the center of the camp.

If he remembered correctly.

Of the three foundation-building cultivators, two are from the Sacred Heart Sect, and the rest is from the Corpse Refining Sect, not even one from the orthodox sect!
At this moment, Su Yun felt a strange premonition that something must happen next.

really.

Just when Su Yun began to analyze the situation, three powerful figures suddenly pushed open the gate of the cave and stepped out.

Then a voice that sounded quite friendly suddenly sounded, shaking around like a Hong Zhong.

"Comrades, please come to the center, the old man and others have some plans to deal with the demon clan to announce!"

The one who spoke was an old man in black with a benign look on his face.

The other two Foundation Establishment cultivators stood side by side with him, with extremely bright smiles on their faces.

The person is not good!
Who is Su Yun? !
Almost the moment he saw the posture of the three of them, a word called villain temperament instantly appeared in his mind.

The strong sense of déjà vu made him not need to think at all, and instantly marked these three people with an indelible label.

However, most monks are not as experienced as Su Yun. When they heard this sentence, they subconsciously gathered towards the open space in the middle.

Considering that it is inappropriate to be too conspicuous now, Su Yun followed the flow of people and walked in the direction of the three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A moment later, except for the dozens of disciples of the Sacred Heart Sect who were faintly standing in a circle on the outermost "guard", everyone else gathered in a radius of more than ten feet.

The old man in black watched this scene with a smile, and began to introduce himself and the identities of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators next to him.

"Old man Zhao Yuande, next to me is my junior brother Jin Mingyu, this is fellow Taoist Xu Henian of Corpse Refining Sect."

"At the moment, the demon clan is coming fiercely, and the three of us are foundation-building monks, so we naturally have to take the responsibility of fighting against foreign enemies!"

"So for the next affairs in this team, we are going to follow the rules in the army, and the three of us will lead the arrangements. I wonder if you have any opinions?"

Many Xianmen disciples whispered to each other and began to discuss, but it was obviously impossible to discuss to any result, and they agreed to this proposal one after another soon.

Seeing the targets start to take the bait, Zhao Yuande couldn't help laughing even more happily.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly released his whole body's aura, his gaze scanned the field like a knife, and he spoke out his true intentions without any concealment.

"Since that's the case, the old man will just say it straight."

"You must have seen the momentum of the demon clan yesterday, four demon soldiers and hundreds of demon servants!"

"If the two junior brothers and I hadn't taken the lead to resist the four monster soldiers, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to stand here safely."

After he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly sank, and his tone became as cold as gold and iron rubbing against each other.

"But the monster race has always been fierce. After a fierce battle, we have lost a lot. If we don't get supplements, I'm afraid it will be difficult to continue to resist."

"So in order to resist the monster clan's offensive, everyone must hand over half of the supplies in the storage bag for war use."

"I don't know what you guys think?!"

As these high-sounding words fell into everyone's ears, an uproar suddenly erupted in the crowd.

"Are you kidding! Isn't this Ming Qiang?"

"Why do I hand over the property that I have worked so hard to save to you?"

"That's right, in order to save a few demon pills, we have sacrificed several fellow disciples one after another. You just want to take half of it with your mouth, it's just a dream!"

……

In the face of countless doubts like a tsunami, the old man surnamed Zhao didn't care at all.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the more than forty Sacred Heart Sect monks standing outside the arena.

next moment.

More than forty breaths that were obviously stronger than most of the people in the field burst out.

Jin Mingyu and Xu Henian, who were standing next to him, aroused their momentum almost at the same time.

There was a burst of flying sand and rocks in the field.

For a while, it seemed that even the sky darkened.

The aura from all directions intertwined together, faintly forming a formation like a dome, forming a heavy imposing net imperceptibly, pressing down on all the monks in the field.

Under the blessing of the powerful true essence, a murderous scream resounded through the audience, shaking the branches and leaves in the distance to rustle!

"Who gave you the confidence to say such things? Do you think the old man is asking for your opinions?!"

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