All People Cultivation: I Have a Little More Time

"Then, plunder again, go to other countries, and clean up the belief in gods!"

Tong Tong and others are full of fighting spirit.

A cultivator said:

"I heard that there is another immortal cultivator named Chu, who is beheading gods everywhere?"

"Why don't we kill the gods too, are you enjoying yourself?"

A few years ago, they were stared at maliciously by the world:

They dare not use spells frequently, and are often bullied by believers of gods.

just now:

The world vanishes maliciously:

They decided to kill a god, have fun, and let out their anger.

The monk Jiao dripped and said:

"Everyone, the risk factor of killing gods is high, and there is no benefit yet!"

"We might as well clean up the belief base of the gods!"

"After the return, Heavenly Dao will definitely reward us with the foundation-building aura!"

Many immortal cultivators nodded frequently.

They feel:

Fighting in the battlefield of the world must be the basis for targeting hostile targets.

As long as the enemy's foundation is destroyed, the harvest is absolutely huge.

The monk was afraid that the cultivators would kill the gods in private, so he said:

"The gods in this world are weird!"

"They obviously only have foundation-level strength!"

"However, in battle, they can get infinitely close to Jindan-level power!"

"You can only try if you have the power to kill Jindan!"

"Or, like Chu, you have a super magic weapon!"

A cultivator smiled:

"I'm in a country with a princess!"

"That princess, give me a statue!"

"The power of the statue is huge, and it is infinitely close to the Jindan level!"

While speaking, he took out a stone statue with three heads and six arms.

When the monk saw it, his eyes were straight.

This stone statue, formed naturally, is a treasure.

If it is tempered with the Dharma, it can become the Angry-eyed King Kong of Daleiyin Temple!

The monk was itching and said:

"Brother, I want this exotic treasure!"

"You make a price!"

The cultivator smiled:

"My major spell is: hot wind, but the power of the spell is too small!"

"therefore:"

"I want a strange treasure that can control wind and fire!"

The monk is in trouble.

Over the years, he has been groggy, and he has been able to live until now, all relying on Chu Ge to take care of him.

Not a single treasure on his body.

His eyes rolled, and he whispered to the immortal cultivator:

"I have a strange treasure: it's called: Flesh Giving!"

The cultivator sneered:

It's just a woman, he doesn't care!

The monk said again: "The Buddha is a genius of Daleiyin Temple. He used to be a man, but he was reincarnated and became a woman!"

The cultivator smiled:

"You have to give for three days and three nights, and you also need to help me practice ten feet of hot wind mana!"

make a deal!

Two people trade, unknown!

However, many cultivators found that:

For the next three days, their life-and-death companions walked against the wall every day.

The monk got three heads and six arms, and his fighting spirit was high.

at this time:

He also tempered the corpse forged by the [-] ancient method:

[-] Vajra protectors were refined.

at this time:

Tong Tong is also made into a white bone flag.

They have greatly increased their methods of killing, and their fighting spirit is high:

"Everyone, we must speed up the pace and strive to destroy more foundations of belief in gods!"

"Let's get three or five copies of Foundation Establishment Spiritual Charm and share them."

"After the meeting, we must be the best in foundation building!

Many immortal practitioners are full of longing.

Dozens of people, divided into three or five copies of Foundation Establishment Spiritual Charm, a lot.

Even if there is a little more foundation building aura, they are stronger than other foundation builders.

People, full of energy.

Day and night, he captured the city of Dagan Kingdom.

Every time they came to a city, they destroyed the temple and forced the believers to give up their beliefs.

In just over ten days, they actually killed the Dagan Imperial Capital.

The Great Emperor:

The old priests woke up one by one.

Before, they all slept in the depths of the temple, and before the enemy, they were awakened.

They pray to the gods and they are filled with divine power.

With every gesture, it is already a foundation-building power.

Many immortal cultivators are not afraid, and various spells take turns to set:

Then throw out all kinds of magic weapons and exotic treasures.

In just one day, he entered the imperial capital.

This day:

They frantically plundered the imperial treasures.

Total loot: dozens of rare earth treasures and more than ten deep sea treasures.

Dozens of immortal cultivators are delighted.

They distribute rare treasures according to their contributions!

The monk and Tongtong, each harvested two rare treasures.

The two wept with joy:

After so many years, I finally found the treasure.

Tong Tong was triumphant and said with a smile:

"We are better than Chu after all!"

"He's a stupid killing god, and he keeps depleting magic weapons!"

"We, as long as we capture an imperial capital, we will have this kind of gain!"

"He knows, he must be envious and jealous!"

The monk Jiao dripped and said:

"You said, Chu, after killing the gods, will you take the opportunity to search the imperial capital of that country?"

The ablation on Tongtong's face gradually solidified.

at this time:

The historian who has been following Chu Ge, prayed to the god of knowledge, and continued to record:

"On this day, I saw Chu, blowing a mouthful of wind!"

"There is infinite sand in the wind!"

"The gravel hole penetrates the body of the God of Destruction!"

"God of Destruction, fall!"