Simplification of the Dao: From Perfect Archery to Real Immortal

Chapter 139 Killing the golden core stage again, the phantom of a giant beast with a snake head and

Chapter 139 Killing the golden core stage again, the phantom of a giant beast with a snake head and a turtle body, the anger of the hidden god!
This breath covered the sky.

this moment.

In the entire Shen Yun space, all the foundation-building stage monks, as well as the two monks who had just advanced to the golden core stage, all lay on the ground, as if a huge mountain was pressing on their heads.

"Kneel down for the old man!"

The Nascent Soul figure was floating in the void, and the terrifying pressure pressed down on Lin Changsheng like a mountain.

"Not good! The divine sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Feeling the majestic coercion of divine sense, Lin Changsheng was astonished, like falling into an ice cellar.

this moment.

He only felt a terrifying pressure on himself. This kind of terrifying pressure made his bones rattle and he could hardly breathe.

Lin Changsheng didn't expect that after killing this golden-robed youth, he would be protected by the divine sense of a Nascent Soul stage monk.

At this moment, a boundless mighty force suddenly emanated from the starry sky, and that terrifying mighty force swept across the Yuanyingqi Divine Sense.

The divine sense of the Nascent Soul stage was bombarded with terrifying power, and his body collapsed instantly, turned into nothingness, and disappeared instantly.

"Restricted by the rules of Taixu Temple! Hateful!"

"Little bastard! If you dare to kill my Tianyin's grandson, this old man will take your soul and refine your soul, so that you will not enter reincarnation!"

An angry and resentful voice resounded in the space.

"so close!"

Lin Changsheng watched the figure dissipate, and felt cold sweat running down his back. The terrifying pressure just now was really appalling.

Can't resist.

That kind of coercion is like a mountain suddenly pressing down, it is simply impossible to resist.

"My cultivation is still too low, I must speed up and improve with all my strength!"

Lin Changsheng made up his mind, stretched out his hand to grab it, and bent down to take off the storage bag on Su Mu's waist. Then, under the eyes of many monks, he took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, put away his soul, and finally put it away. Picking up his physical body, he walked towards the door in the space without saying a word.

All this is a long story, but in fact it is only in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, three peak monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage chased after Lin Changsheng, and they followed Beimu Shengzi to protect him!
"This Lin Changsheng is simply too strong. He actually killed the Golden Core Stage with the seventh-level cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage! This is no ordinary Golden Core Stage!"

"It's enough to kill the golden core. The key point is that this monk is from the Beimu fairy clan, and he actually has the divine sense of the Nascent Soul! His identity is absolutely extraordinary!"

"I heard that this person seems to be Beimu's holy son. If he killed Beimu's holy son, it would be futile for Lin Changsheng to escape to the sky. He is finished."

"As expected of the strongest foundation-building period, beheading Jindan is like finding something out of a bag. If we can have a few more geniuses like Lin Changsheng in the southern region, why worry about Beimu, Mo Sha Hai Mo Xiu?"

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Seeing that Lin Changsheng beheaded Su Mu, the holy son of Beimu, and many monks were all shocked.

"My God, the Holy Son has fallen."

"Something happened."

Beimu Saintess Bairen looked at Lin Changsheng's leaving figure, and her exotic eyes showed horror.

She knew in her heart that Su Mu, the holy son of Emperor Mu, was the grandson of Divine Master Tianyin. Because of his extremely high talent, he was highly expected by Immortal Emperor Beimu and gave him many resources. divine sense.

With the talent and spiritual root of Emperor Mu's son, it is inevitable to advance to the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

But now, Emperor Mu's son has fallen in Taixu Hall, how can the anger of God Master Tianyin be appeased?

Originally, there was a Dao protector at the Jindan Stage and Foundation Establishment stage beside the Holy Son of Emperor Mu.

However, the Daoist cultivators of the golden core period could not enter the area of ​​the foundation period, and the three peaks of the foundation period did not react at all to Su Mu, the son of Emperor Mu, who was killed.

Follow Lin Changsheng to leave.

Many foundation-building monks left the Hall of Enlightenment one after another.

At this moment.

Taixu Hall, Yuanying District.

"Little bastard, even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, this old man will catch you to pieces!"

An old man wearing a golden robe and exuding a majestic aura stood in a large hall with an extremely ugly face and resentment and anger in his eyes.

A powerful breath suddenly spread out.

Tianyin is the divine master of the Beimu Immortal Clan, and his cultivation is in the mid-Yuanying stage. This grandson, Su Mu, is his pride and his hope. Now, he is actually killed by this foundation-building ant. How can he not be angry? ?
The divine sense he left on his grandson was only for surveillance and deterrence.

But it was destroyed by the ban of Taixu Hall just now.

"Master Tianyin, what happened?"

Beside Divine Master Tianyin, a tall man about 40 years old with a bald head and bulging muscles looked at Divine Master Tianyin, frowned, and asked.

The aura emanating from this person is similar to the aura of God Master Tianyin, and they are both in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"The Holy Son has fallen."

God Master Tianyin sat slumped on the ground.

"This"

"Did I make a mistake? In the Foundation Establishment District, who has the ability to kill the Holy Son?"

Mo Li's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he asked in disbelief.

as far as he knows.

The Son of Emperor Mu, that is the young Tianjiao of the Beimu Immortal Clan who is as famous as the Beimu Saintess. His aptitude is the gold-type Tianlinggen, and his cultivation is also at the peak of the foundation-building period. How could he be killed in the foundation-building area? !
"The picture sent back by the old man's divine sense is a monk from the southern region! The seventh floor of the foundation period! At that time, Mu'er realized that the golden core had just advanced to the golden core!"

"When the old man goes out from here, to the ends of the earth, he must be caught!"

God Master Tianyin almost gritted his teeth.

"The seventh floor of the foundation building period."

Hearing this, Mo Li had a shocked look on his face.

Shengzi Beimu is a young man with a single spiritual root, and his cultivation is the best of his class, but he was beheaded by a seventh-level monk of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Who would believe it?

Northern Muxian Clan.

It is located in the north of the Immortal Relics.

Bitter cold, cold, most of it is a land of yellow sand, a small part of it is an ice field, and resources are scarce. This is why the monks of the Beimuxian tribe want to invade the Southern Territory for generations.

Yuhan Immortal City is one of the ten main immortal cities of the Beimu Immortal Clan. In the immortal city, there are some huge white castles stretching for thousands of miles.

at this time.

In this castle that stretches for thousands of miles, there is a white jade square with a radius of thousands of feet.

A huge beast with a height of hundreds of feet, a snake head, a turtle body, and long spikes on its back, crouched on the square, exuding bursts of mysterious aura.

In front of this giant beast, there was a dense crowd of members of the Beimu Immortal Clan kneeling, all of them looked pious and chanted obscure scriptures.

at this time.

The abdomen of this giant beast is within a space of thirty feet.

A pale white phantom swayed on a pitch-black, three-foot-long, three-foot-thick giant soul tree. He stared at the crack on a black sign in front of him, showing disbelief.

This pale white phantom is like a miniature version of the giant beast outside!

"The Holy Son has fallen, this!?"

"Damn it! Who killed him? Cut off the way of respecting life?"

The phantom of the giant beast spit out human words, his expression was angry, annoyed, desperate, and his grievances kept changing
(End of this chapter)

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