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Chapter 162 Send me the golden god in your hand, how?

“Huh?”

Hear the voice in your head.

Li Xun looked up.

The figure that originally flew upside down was quickly covered with a layer of dark purple light, and this layer of purple was too intense, so purple.

He was still seeing it for the first time.

“A Heaven and Earth Creation Dan, a Saint Grade Thunder Hell Sword Scripture, it seems that there are still some surprises in the Great Chu Imperial City.”

Li Xun said to himself.

With a snap of his fingers, an invisible force emanated, and the figure that flew upside down, steadily caught it, and then placed it on the ground.

Feet on the ground.

Yang Yi came back to his senses, he took a deep look, and the golden god in front of him, with endless gratitude in his eyes, said:

“Under Yang Yi, thank you xuanyang saint son for coming to the rescue!”

“Hands up.”

Li Xun responded casually.

And then.

One side of the jade box flew out from inside the divine box, and the light flowed on the jade box, isolating the prying eyes of the divine consciousness and making it impossible for outsiders to see what was in the jade box.

“When you meet, you have a relationship, and the things in it are given to you.”

Plain words fall.

The jade box hovered in front of Yang Yi.

“This……”

Yang Yi was stunned 20, he looked very embarrassed at this time, the hair crown on his head had been knocked off, and a footprint on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

He straightened up his clothes and bowed his hand again, “Saint Yun, who has received no merit and is easy to cultivate greed, is only meeting the Son for the first time today, how can he.

“Still a Confucian monk.”

Li Xun smiled lightly.

The way of cultivation is strange, there are all kinds of cultivation paths, Confucianism is relatively unpopular, and most of this faction is dependent on the existence of the imperial dynasty.

In the cultivation world on weekdays, it is difficult to see.

Because.

This genre, in the early stages, the combat effectiveness is very weak, there is no division of realms, can only contain a mouthful of Haoran Qi in the chest, and when the Haoran Qi is cultivated, it can hook the long river of righteous qi in the underworld.

Then they can use words to draw the calendar of heaven and earth.

But in the same way, they will also survive the catastrophe of life and death when the grand righteousness is cultivated!

It can be said that the starting point of cultivating Confucianism is the state of life and death, but this starting point is too high, and ninety-nine point nine percent of Confucian students, Hao Shou, who have been poor all their lives, cannot sense the existence of the long river of righteous qi.

The most fundamental reason is that the life of ordinary people is too short, but in a hundred years, there is no gain in cultivating Confucianism at all.

So.

Many people who take the Confucian Path, in the early stages, will first take the normal route, and like ordinary cultivators, cultivate from the realms of forging the body and yuan qi.

Wait until Shouyuan is enough, then turn around and practice Confucianism.

But this young man named Yang Yi seemed to specialize in Confucianism, other martial arts, and didn’t touch it, but the system also allowed himself to invest in the Sword Sutra, which was a bit interesting.

“It’s not a valuable item, it’s just a little help for your injuries.”

Li Xun added a sentence.

“That……. Thank you so much Xuanyang Divine Son.”

Yang Yi did not continue to postpone, he reached out and took the jade box, and quickly carried it into his arms, at this time he felt infinite emotion in his heart, originally thought that he would be killed by Xuanyang Saint Son.

Unexpectedly, I was blessed with misfortune.

After all.

Many people can see that Xiao Qi Guogong is deliberately blocking the road, how can he Yang Yi not see it?

I’m just a fuse.

Thinking that he had been used as a tool, Yang Yi’s heart rose a little anger, and he secretly made up his mind that if he had the opportunity, he would also try the cultivation path.

“Huh.”

At this time.

A chuckle came.

The crowd in the distance automatically parted, and a man in a power suit, full of blood, strode out, his face was very heroic, his muscles were knotted, and the dragon was moving like an iron tower.

Before they could get closer, a terrifying mighty force spread out, and everyone around them couldn’t help but take a few steps backwards, not daring to get closer.

“Little Qi Guogong appeared!” someone whispered.

“Xiao Qi Guogong has been cultivating for more than three hundred years, he has been in the middle of the realm of life and death, he has a good relationship with Champion Hou, and with him here today, Xuanyang Saint Son wants to pass, I am afraid it will be a little difficult to see.”

Inside a restaurant, there was a powerful man who looked over to this side with a playful smile in his eyes.

“Pedal!” a crisp sound.

Zheng Baoyue stood ten meters away from the Golden God, he wrapped his hands around his chest, his eyes were cold, first glanced at Yang Yi, then looked at the God, and slowly opened his mouth:

“I never thought that the famous Xuanyang Saint Son, or a boy who scattered wealth, I met you today, and it is also considered a fate, so why not send this golden god in your hand to me?”

The words came out.

All the people who saw this scene, their eyes lit up.

Everyone knows that the Divine Treasure that Li Xun is now riding is the Flying Spirit Treasure of the original Champion Hou, and now Xiao Qi Guogong comes up and asks for it.

It’s also the first person in a way.

For others, even if they had a hundred guts, they didn’t dare to stand in front of Li Xun’s frame and ask him for the Golden God, first, they didn’t have this identity, and second, they didn’t have this strength

“I don’t know how Xuanyang Saint Son will react.”

In the minds of countless people, such a thought came up.

Beside.

Yang Yi opened his mouth, he wanted to say something, but he looked at his strength, and finally sighed helplessly, now he is still too weak.

Can’t put your mouth shut at all.

Just when many people are waiting.

Around the golden gods, the drapery fluttered, and a cold sound, fluttered out, echoing throughout the streets.

“By you, you deserve it?”

“Since you don’t want to give, then I can only take it myself!”

Zheng Shaoyue smirked, 760 as if he had expected it, directly grabbed it with his palm, exhibited a magic power, and transformed into a large hand that covered the sky, like a black cloud, and took it with supreme divine power.

At the moment when the palm appeared, all four sides were shocked, such a strength, I am afraid that it can fight against the late stage of life and death, how many people in the same level can match?

No wonder this little Qi Guogong, knowing that Li Xun had defeated champion Hou, still dared to come here to provoke.

It turned out to be such a bottom line!

Just when the palm of his hand was about to fall, Li Xun finally moved, and he simply punched out a single punch, his fist was as bright as Yue, towering in the void, and the navel filled the heavens and the earth.

With a thud, the fist light shattered Zheng Shaoyue’s palm.

Before he could react, the fist light had already come to him.

“No!”

Zheng Baoyue’s eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible, and a loud roar came from his mouth.

“Boom!” a loud bang.

The whole Jade Capital City seemed to shake with it.

Zheng Baoyue’s roar suddenly stopped, and his whole person was a hundred times faster than Yang Yi’s backwards flying just now, and he flew out backwards at once.

The whole street was completely split in two by Zheng Baoyue’s body

Looking around, a chasm stretched all the way to the end of the line of sight, I don’t know how far it was, which is that the Jade Capital City is big enough.

But if you change to a smaller city, Zheng Baoyue may be out of the city by now.