Reaching the top of the world: I'm really not a genius

Chapter 170 170 Top Ten Realms of Cloud Peak!Harvest practitioners!Fight flow ban!Shang Qiankun! 【Reprint】Activate!
Maubersin has always considered himself different.

As a person born with knowledge, when he fell to the ground, he naturally understood many truths in the world.

When others were still babbling, he had already started to practice.

Therefore, at a young age, he can surpass a group of Tianjiao Nascent Souls of the fourth rank, and reach a higher level of the realm of the fifth rank.

When Tianjiao was still participating in various commercial cultivation debates, spells, and sword competitions, Mo Boxin had already begun to touch higher realms!
The reason why Mo Boxin was willing to accept the conditions offered by the businessman and stay undercover beside Lin Zhengliu was mainly because Lin Zhengliu was not very old and his practice time was very short.

According to the rumors, Lin Zhengliu, as the [Son of Yun Dian], relied on his outstanding talent to cultivate to a very high level without much experience.

He was very lucky, and he made great contributions to the Yunding world, so he competed for the post by chance, squeezed out the seat of a monk who crossed the tribulation, and finally became the master of the city of immortal tribulation.

But just now, the moment Mo Boxin and Lin Zhengliu met their eyes, they immediately knew that those rumors were all false, and they would not pay for their lives!

That look...

Lin Zhengliu may not have enough experience, but he is so powerful that he can kill himself with a single slap.

More importantly, this guy is definitely a guy who kills without batting an eye and ignores all life!

Mo Boxin lost his parents since he was a child, raised his younger brother alone, and experienced countless tortures from society.

Although his cultivation talent is extremely high and he has some adventures, he is not the only one in a million [Son of Yunding]. In order to compete for some cultivation resources, he has fought with many powerful enemies countless times before he finally reached the goal. today.

He thought he knew people well, and it was absolutely impossible for him to make a mistake.

"It's over! It's been seen through!"

The moment he met Lin Zhengliu's eyes, Mo Boxin's mind went blank.

He was short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, the spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly, and his blood was trying to supply blood to his brain, and he finally adjusted his state.

Mo Boxin, who opened the third eye between his brows, thought in his heart, and his thoughts boiled: "I want to become an eighth-level Mahayana cultivator, or even a ninth-level Mahayana cultivator, and I want to become the lord of a city, master millions of mortals and The big man who is the lifeblood of the monk must not die here!"

"Zhenjun has absolutely no mercy, but he may not be merciless. This requires me to be sincere enough..."

At a young age, I was able to cultivate to the level of the fifth-order god of transformation, and become a cultivator with more than 10 people, not only because of my not-so-good talent, but also my own intelligence and super-powerful decision-making ability!

Mo Boxin regretted it very much now.

Without in-depth investigation, he just listened to the rumors and believed that Lin Zhengliu was a naive guy who could not sit firmly as the city lord.

This kind of self is really stupid to the point of home, probably because luck has fascinated the mind, and encountered the biggest disaster on the road of cultivation.

If one is not handled well, next year's day may be my own death day!

Mo Boxin wasn't sure whether Lin Zhengliu had seen through his true position, but he didn't dare to bet.

Therefore, he immediately poured out the truth like peas pouring out of a bamboo tube, and swore a heart demon oath to show his position and determination to reform himself!
Hearing Mo Boxin's heart demon oath, Lin Zhengliu nodded slightly: "The truth."

The other party's speech just now was sincere and sincere, and it was definitely not a performance.

When it comes to acting skills, no one can fool themselves.

With just a glance, Lin Zhengliu made a judgment

Looking at Mo Boxin who lowered his head, knelt on the ground trembling, waiting for the judgment of fate, Lin Zhengliu pondered for a while.

This person didn't intend to kill him, nor could he threaten him. Most importantly, as Mo Boxin himself said, he had just come into this world, and he hadn't had time to act against his own interests. As a quick-witted local snake, it has a high value of use.

It wasn't until the young monk in front of him was sweating profusely, completely soaking his pure white clothes, that Lin Zhengliu cleared his throat, with a look that he was not afraid of the shadow, and said righteously: "The clear one will clear itself, and the turbid one will clear itself." Those who say that I am from Earth are just a joke."

"Because it's not easy for you to practice and you haven't made any big mistakes, I will give you a chance to redeem your achievements!"

"Come on! Who is the name of the person behind you? I'm going to use him to make a name for myself today!"

Hearing this, Mo Boxin's body stopped shaking and his knees stopped feeling weak. He wiped the sweat off his chin and stood up immediately.

When he came to Lin Zhengliu's side, he didn't dare to stand up straight, but he said concisely: "It's the Immortal Cultivator Family in the Immortal Tribulation City, the patriarch of the merchant, Shang Qiankun!"

Lin Zhengliu felt very unfamiliar with this name.

Zhenguo Artifact B did not give him relevant information about Shang Qiankun.

Seeing Lin Zhengliu's frown, Mo Boxin, who was good at observing words and expressions, said immediately: "True Monarch, you have devoted yourself to cultivation and have no time to be distracted. You are concerned about other things. I don't know the situation in Xianjie City. Xiaoxiu will introduce it to you."

Mo Boxin, who called himself "Xiaoxiu", immediately narrated the black and white strengths of the entire Immortal Tribulation City with his tongue full of flowers.

He was very eloquent, without any unnecessary embellishments, and used every word and sentence very precisely. After a while, Lin Zhengliu's mind was able to outline the overall layout of Xianjie City.

It can only be said that Mo Boxin is worthy of being a local resident of the comprehension city, a character like a local snake, with a mere life energy level of 5, and when he encounters a crisis, he shows qualities that Lin Zhengliu appreciates very much.

Brain flexible!When it breaks, it breaks!Have a big picture!Eloquent!
The information provided by Mo Boxin is more detailed and comprehensive than that provided by Zhenguo Artifact B, and most of them are extremely effective.

"...The general situation is like this. Originally, there were four major families in Xianjie City, namely Xiao, Chu, Ye, and Han. In recent decades, they have been swallowed up, annexed, or simply eliminated by merchants who turned out. Already!"

After Mo Boxin said this, he was startled, and immediately added: "Although the word annexation is an earth vocabulary, Xiaoxiu is definitely a native-born monk with a strong root in Yunding Realm. It's just that he has a wide range of interests and hobbies. There are many things, please forgive me, Zhenjun!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to take out the [Spiritual Idea] in his pocket and show Lin Zhengliu his ladder ranking points in "Battle at the Top of the Clouds", so as to prove that he is not a spy.

But as soon as Mo Boxin moved his fingers, he felt that his behavior was a bit of a slap in the face, and it was easy to leave a bad impression on the superiors, so he immediately extinguished this idea and did not do any unnecessary things.

Lin Zhengliu shook his head: "It's okay, I don't trust anyone."

"Come here, I will set a restriction on you."

"In this way, I can trust you and use you!"

This is to hand over the name certificate.

For high-level cultivators, setting restrictions on low-level cultivators is basically equivalent to controlling the opponent's life in the palm of their hands.

If someone else came over, maybe he would hesitate a bit.

Mo Boxin was startled, and immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay!"

Do I have the right to refuse now?
Afraid of sending your life to others and being crushed to death?

LOL!If he dares to refuse now, he will be slaughtered by Lin Zhengliu immediately!

The [True Thunder Lord] in front of him is not a soft-hearted person at all—Mo Bo believes in his intuition. He feels that the guy in front of him is definitely a murderous guy. Stained with blood, the demon giant who killed countless monks!

So, Mo Boxin cautiously came to Lin Zhengliu and closed his third eye.

Lin Zhengliu stretched out his fingers, and lightly tapped the center of the brow of the young white-clothed monk. His spiritual energy gathered and his thoughts surged, and he was refined into a martial thought with a secret method and implanted in the opponent's head.

In fact, that [Struggle for Martial Thought] was inlaid on Mo Boxin's soul.

Unless the strength of this person's soul far exceeds his life energy level, or he has mastered the same soul splitting method as the cool Tang Qianqiu, otherwise, once he has a killing intent, he will definitely die, and it is impossible to escape!

Lin Zhengliu said in a low tone: "People must love themselves first, and then others can love them. Mo Boxin, you have performed very well!"

"This prohibition can not only take your life at any time, but also resist the enemy's soul attack spells for you at critical moments."

"Or, if someone wants to take you away, this restriction can also help you resist one or two."

"It can be a magic weapon to protect you, or a hook and sickle to kill you. It depends on you."

Hearing this, Mo Boxin smiled brightly: "The kindness bestowed by the true king, Xiaoxiu will never forget it!"

After finishing speaking, he looked serious, and said: "What Zhenjun said before is true, you must not indulge those villains who splash dirty water and slander Zhenjun's reputation, continue!"

Lin Zhengliu waved his hand, kept the current character design, quickly entered the state, and said coldly: "Lead the way! Go to the so-called strongest family in Xianjie City, the merchant, I will kill everyone today, lest some cats and dogs dare Presumptuous in front of this lord!"

Mo Boxin nodded and said yes, and immediately led the way ahead.

At the same time, Immortal Tribulation City, north of the city.

Gu Xiaofan, a fortune-telling master who is known as "Hundred Counts", who has just risen in recent years, after being beaten up by a group of blind men, suddenly closed the stall, announced that he would retreat and practice, and suspend business. After a while, Will not tell anyone's fortune.

Gu Xiaofan, with a bruised nose and swollen face, trotted all the way back to his "home" in his memory.

After locking the door of the light room, Gu Xiaofan was able to function spiritually, healed himself, and the injuries on his face quickly faded away.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After gaining a little sense of security, Gu Xiaofan felt uneasy in his heart, the hatred on his face was beyond words, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and was extremely angry in his heart: "Didn't you agree to arrange your identity? "

"Why do so many colleagues come to bully me? If I can't figure out their background, I don't know if they have a background behind them, I will kill them all immediately to vent my hatred!"

"It's just... Damn it! Why am I so poor?"

"There are only so few spirit stones in the house, it won't last long!"

"You have to find a way to earn spirit stones!"

Gu Xiaofan's personal strength is far superior to those fellow fortune tellers.

He was suppressed and bullied for a very simple reason—he possessed the [Extraordinary Simulator], and he was given the identity of "outstanding professional level", which aroused jealousy and hatred, so he was attacked and beaten.

But Gu Xiaofan didn't dare to kill people, he was afraid of revealing his identity and causing murder, so if he could save one thing, he would be able to save one thing, even if he was beaten up, it would be nothing more than a skin trauma, and he would be completely healed in a blink of an eye.

What's more, during this period of time, Gu Xiaofan has gone crazy. Although he has obtained a huge improvement in strength by virtue of the [Extraordinary Simulator], he has also consumed a lot of luck. Recently, his luck has been sluggish, so he can only act in a low-key manner.

"Be patient! This comprehension city is simply equivalent to a degraded version of the earth. It also conquers many different worlds, plunders the essence of small worlds, and complements itself. The technology is very advanced. It is estimated that there are heavenly eyes everywhere!"

"Even if I was beaten severely, those colleagues are far inferior to me, so I have to swallow my anger."

"After all, they thought they were throwing dirty water on me, and wanted to frame me as a 'political mistake', saying that I was a human on Earth. In fact, they didn't know that they were telling the truth."

"As long as the senior pioneers of other worlds come to support me, I can let go and take revenge in the past! Now, be careful and hold on, that is the right way!"

"I, Gu Xiaofan, will eventually stand in the sky!"

Just as Gu Xiaofan made up his mind, Lin Zhengliu came to his destination under the leadership of Mo Boxin.

This is a super-giant mansion lingering among the clouds and above the clouds. Lin Zhengliu conservatively estimates that it can accommodate 30 people without feeling crowded.

"Businessman, can a residence of this size be considered a family?"

Speaking of this, Lin Zhengliu paused for a moment, and said expressionlessly: "The specification has already exceeded my palace."

Seeing Zhenjun's displeasure, Mo Boxin immediately explained: "With the backing of the old monster of Dujie, after annexing the four major families, the merchant became the [Hidden City Lord] of Xianjie City."

"Although the four major families left Immortal Tribulation City, there were many things that they couldn't take away, so they became the property of merchants."

"During the period without Zhenjun's management, the whole city is being sucked blood by merchants, which is equivalent to supporting merchants with the strength of the whole city."

Lin Zhengliu threw a elixir as a reward.

When Mo Boxin took the pill, he didn't take it seriously at first, he just wanted to express his gratitude casually, but when he took a closer look, he found that on the pill in his hand, the pattern of the pill formed the appearance of auspicious clouds and cultivation talismans.

As a part-time alchemist, he knew very well how much such a pill was worth.

There is no trace of medicinal fragrance escaping, which means that its medicinal properties are hidden, and it does not reveal the slightest, and I am ecstatic in my heart.

Mo Boxin held the formula in his hand, and the navy blue mana flashed away.

So he immediately knew that this elixir was of great benefit to his practice.

Mo Boxin immediately carefully put away the elixir he got: "Bestowed by the real king, I dare not give up!"

Whether Lin Zhengliu is a good city lord is hard to say, but he must be a real king who is generous and generous!

After Mo Boxin handed in the invitation, the two entered the mansion.

After waiting for about half an hour in the ancient welcoming hall without tea, Lin Zhengliu finally saw the rightful owner.

It was a middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body and well-dressed clothes.

The opponent appeared surrounded by five powerful guards.

Looking at his appearance, figure and temperament, he feels more like a businessman than a monk.

In fact, as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he immediately confirmed that Lin Zhengliu's feeling was correct.

Shang Qiankun came to Lin Zhengliu, with one hand behind his back, and in the other hand he was playing with two metal balls, on which the blue and white lightning flashed endlessly, making a crackling sound.

Staring at Lin Zhengliu for a while, Shang Qiankun pulled his sleeves, opened his mouth, made a gesture of eight and said: "Thunderstorms only fall on destined people, and one thunder is [-] stones. Is the new official taking office related to my business?"

Immortal Tribulation City is famous for its less harmful thunder calamity. With the help of self-cultivation technology, the power of thunder calamity can be reduced to the lowest power, which can be used to temper the body of monks and purify mana.

Eliminate impurities in mana with ultra-low-power weak tribulation thunder, and increase the probability of practitioners breaking through the bottleneck.

In this city, many cultivators and even ordinary people rely on the mountains to feed on the mountains and the water, borrowing geographical resources to bring out the local characteristics to the fullest.

And the merchant has mastered a blessed land of robbery, and made a fortune from it!

The stone mentioned by the other party refers to the spirit stone.

As soon as Shang Qiankun heard from his servants that Mo Boxin was there, and that he was respectful to Lin Zhengliu, he knew that Lin Zhengliu had discovered his connection with Mo Boxin, and that he had come to ask his teacher for a crime.

He simply let Lin Zhengliu hang out for a while, as a warning.

Just as Lin Zhengliu was about to speak, Shang Qiankun arrogantly raised his voice and interrupted his speech: "I can probably guess one or two reasons why the city lord came here, but..."

"The tenth level of comprehension is Qi training, foundation building, alchemy formation, Yuanying, transformation of spirit, refining emptiness, hearing the Tao, Mahayana, transcending calamity, and illusory immortality."

Having said that, Shang Qiankun closed his three eyes and shook his head.

I don't know why, in recent years, he has occasionally appeared in a trance.

Perhaps it is because of the valorous and diligent pursuit of practice that the spirit and soul are weakened?

For this small problem, you can slowly spend spirit stones to buy high-grade or even top-grade elixir for recuperation later, it doesn't hurt!

Shang Qiankun opened his three eyes, focused on Lin Zhengliu, his face showed pride and complacency, and there was a vague threat in his words: "Lin Zhenjun, you are only an eighth-level Mahayana, but my merchant ancestor is already a ninth-level Mahayana." Stepping Tribulation."

"This Immortal Tribulation City should have belonged to my merchant ancestor, but you took away the love with a knife. There was a mistake first."

"Since you came directly to the door today, we might as well open the skylight and speak plainly."

"If you take something from my business, you will naturally have to give an equivalent reward, otherwise, don't blame my ancestors for 'visiting'!"

Under normal circumstances, only those who have overcome the tribulation and overhauled can be qualified to become the lord of a city.

Lin Zhengliu is only at the eighth level, and he has become the master of a fairy city, which can be regarded as breaking the rules.

Merchants want to save face for Lin, he is the real king.

If you don't give him face, he is just a lucky Mahayana monk!

The corners of Lin Zhengliu's lips raised slightly, and he smiled gently. Between his brows, a red light flashed, and a crimson straight-bladed Tang Hengdao hovered in front of him: "Shang Qiankun, look at the relationship between me and the merchant. ?”

Shang Qiankun misunderstood what he meant, and greedily stared at the Crimson Tang Dao [Star], his complexion was ruddy, and the speed of rubbing the metal ball in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the electromagnetic light on it flickered endlessly, making crackling sounds : "Such a magic weapon, Your Excellency is really bound up with immortals!"

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and grab the star.

however……

Reed!
Lin Zhengliu's hand was like lightning, and as soon as he grasped the [Star], the blade suddenly hovered over the third eye between Shang Qiankun's eyebrows, and said softly: "I heard before that the Shang patriarch is a sixth-level alchemy cultivator? "

"Obviously there are still a lot of life essence, why are you in such a hurry to seek death?"

The name Shang Qiankun has gained a lot of popularity, but it is a pity that his strength, placed on the earth, is a life energy level 6.

Its advantages are all focused on longevity. From the looks of it, Shang Qiankun seems to have used the spirit stones for the decoration and personal enjoyment of the family residence.

Lin Zhengliu had heard long ago that practitioners in the Yunding Realm can increase their combat power by ten or even dozens of times with powerful extraordinary equipment or props!
But on Shang Qiankun, there were only a few magic weapons that Lin Zhengliu didn't care about at all. In terms of combat power, they were surprisingly weak.

Lin Zhengliu even had some doubts, did the businessman's Dujie ancestor with a life energy level of 9 completely ignore the education of the family's descendants?
For a little refreshment, Shang Qiankun must at least be equipped with some magic weapons, talismans, sword pills and the like that are powerful in actual combat.

He even dared to provoke himself, he really didn't know how to die!
This Shang Qiankun is so confident, it is obvious that he regards the realm of his ancestors as his own strength.

Seeing Lin Zhengliu's movements, the five guard monks were about to make a move, but they all stiffened and their mana flow became stagnant when he glanced at them.

If you confront the new city lord head-on, you will die miserably! ——Those thoughts surfaced in the hearts of the five guards almost at the same time.

The five of them coaxed in unison.

They work for Shang Qiankun, and they only get a few hundred pieces of spirit stones a month. They usually hold up a scene, and they can deal with some people whose strength is not as good as theirs.
"very good."

Lin Zhengliu nodded in satisfaction: "Those who know the current affairs are outstanding!"

Honestly...

Lin Zhengliu was quite happy to hear that the merchant has a monk who has a life energy level of 9.

Originally, I came here today just to stand up and wash away the "suspicion of earthlings" on my body.
Isn't this the discovery of a top-quality leek?

Life energy level 9...

That's exactly the opponent I want!

I just don't know, what is that old businessman good at?
After solving this matter, you can consult the logistics personnel staying on the earth for relevant information, or you can mobilize local forces to collect information, double guarantee.

If it really doesn't work, I, the [Son of Yunding], can also incarnate as data, roaming in the network world of this comprehension city, searching for clues by myself.

Make sure you can harvest it!
"Uh!"

Shang Qiankun watched the five guards around him retreat in desperation, and immediately woke up from the inflated state of "my ancestors are invincible".

Only at this time did he belatedly realize what his problem was.

The descendant of the ninth-level monk who crossed the catastrophe, such a title is indeed useful.

Even the vast majority of eighth-order Mahayana monks were unwilling to offend the merchants after hearing this.

The problem is that……

The world is so big, human nature is always strange, like Lin Zhengliu, who is not afraid of the great cultivator who crosses the catastrophe, the number does not need to be too many, as long as he meets one, he, Shang Qiankun, will die!

Being stared at by Lin Zhengliu's three dark and deep eyes, Shang Qiankun felt his mouth dry and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

Gollum!

Shang Qiankun swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile on his face, "True Monarch! True Monarch, don't get angry! I was just joking with you!"

Lin Zhengliu's control is also under Lin Zhengliu's control.

If you want to expose it lightly, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Lin Zhengliu didn't look at him, but asked softly, "Did you record it?"

Mo Boxin, who was always honest and silent, immediately took out his inspiration, lightly pressed the display screen, and played the recording: "This fairy city should belong to me...I took things from my business...Mo Blame my ancestors for 'visiting'!"

Shang Qiankun's complexion was livid.

Lin Zhengliu: "In this way, everyone will know that it was you who threatened me, seeking death, and being killed, and you have no grievances against others."

Shang Qiankun resisted the fear, and the mana flowed in his body, sobering up his brain that had been dazed for a while, and responded with a sullen face: "My ancestor is a ninth-level tribulation, it's just a little contradiction, the city lord really wants to kill me ?”

Lin Zhengliu shook his head, and the smile on his face gradually became ferocious: "Why not? I walk upright and sit upright, and I am the embodiment of the righteousness of heaven and earth!"

"As long as the truth is on my side, there are no taboos, and everything is suitable!"

"Before you tried to slander me and spread rumors that I am a native of Earth—this is not just about seeking wealth and usurping the throne, but that you want to kill me!"

"According to the [Reciprocal Retaliation Commandment] that I set for myself, you must die today! The cultivators who have crossed the robbery have come, and they can't keep you!"

Wanting to kill Shang Qiankun was definitely not because this person had left him alone for half an hour before, nor was it because he interrupted his speech rudely, and it was not because he threatened himself with the Ninth-Rank Crossing Tribulation Patriarch.

If it was for those reasons, the crime would not be death, as long as the opponent's legs were broken, his tongue was pulled out, and his consciousness sea dantian was broken to destroy the mana stored in it.

When Lin Zhengliu was speaking, the straight-blade Tang Hengdao lowered his dimension again, and fell back to the center of his eyebrows, forming a red vertical line.

In the eyes of outsiders, his eyes are pitch-black, and the third eye is blood-red—this kind of appearance doesn't look like a good thing no matter what.

Seeing that Shang Qiankun's life energy level is relatively low, he is just an ordinary sixth-order Void Refining cultivator. Lin Zhengliu didn't regard him as a leek at first.

It's just that this person has been rubbing the ball, the electric light in his hand is crackling non-stop, and the word "thunder" is included in the first line of the opening line. The characteristics are so obvious. If you don't harvest him, it will be a bit of a waste.

Moreover, the biggest characteristics of cultivators are that they have a long lifespan, and they are good at things.

Lin Zhengliu also wanted to give it a try, how does it taste when the cultivator harvests it.

With one hand upside down, and pointing like a sword, he lightly slashed across the air in front of him: "In the name of [True Thunder Lord], I grant you death."

sizzle...

Lin Zhengliu turned his mind, and activated the "Thunder Eucharist (Consummation)" effect of "everything can be thunder".

Relying on the suppression of the life energy level, he inhaled the air in Shang Qiankun's lungs, turning everything into thunder.

From the inside out, suddenly detonated!
Rumble!
There was a series of explosions, and in an instant, Shang Qiankun was covered in blood.

Every cell in him collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body gradually began to melt.

Shang Qiankun, who was covered in red, showed a look of fear without any impurities on his face.

At this moment, he had to admit that he regretted it.

He even began to wonder if his luck was low and his mind was bewildered by calamities. Otherwise, although his past self bullied men and women and didn't accumulate any merit, he would not be able to provoke Lin Zhengliu, the lord of the fairy city. The level of the character is right!
stupid!It's just so stupid!
I have earned so many spirit stones over the years, why don't I use them to buy top-quality magic weapons and talismans to strengthen my strength, instead of enjoying myself?

Even if it's just magic weapons and talismans used to save lives!

Shang Qiankun scolded himself crazily deep in his heart.

There are still thousands of years of useless life, so why do you want to kill yourself?
Unfortunately, it's too late!
Shang Qiankun's fear turned into despair in an instant.

"Damn it!"

For a cultivator, the saddest thing is the end of life.

What's even more tragic is that he was slaughtered for thousands of years before his lifespan was exhausted.

——Leaving the last three words of last words, the third eye between Shang Qiankun's eyebrows suddenly burst open and turned into a pool of blood.

The sea of ​​consciousness dantian in the head was also completely destroyed by Lin Zhengliu's air thunder.

"My business has a ninth-level ancestor who crosses robbery! Lin Zhengliu, you are just a mere eighth-level Mahayana...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Qiankun died on the spot, his mind and soul all gone.

1. Shang Qiankun is a monk who is good at using lightning spells.

2. Lin Zhengliu killed him with the force of thunder.

This satisfies the condition.

Swish!
The long river of time suddenly froze.

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