Becoming a succubus tentacle monster in the world of cultivation

Chu Ximing was annoyed: "Saint Yuheng, I apologize to you for what happened in the White Saint Secret Realm. I'm sorry, could you please stop chasing me and killing me?"

But Lingyao didn't care. No one had ever beaten her since she was a child. Chu Ximing came up and kicked her into a Bush-Gomen curve. How could she let him go so easily?

Chu Ximing could no longer bear it and directly summoned the Eternal Thunder, hoping to silence Lingyao again.

Lingyao shut up immediately upon seeing this, but she felt a little embarrassed. She was about to continue sending a message to Chu Ximing, but Geng Xing couldn't stand it anymore and comforted Lingyao before giving up.

Everyone continued to move towards the next target. Geng Xing was a little looking forward to whether Yao Yue would draw Ye Chen next.

But it didn't happen. After Geng Xing hunted down three more geniuses, the amount of pure energy on his body directly reached more than six thousand and nearly seven thousand strands.

The golden guidance on the bone talismans of everyone present pointed to Geng Xing.

Geng Xing eliminated a total of five geniuses. In fact, he was already the first when he was in third place. He estimated that Long Aotian's pure energy should be more than four thousand.

"Go kill another one, I'll leave it to you this time." Geng Xing looked at Chu Ximing.

"Okay." Chu Ximing nodded.

Geng Xing then looked at Yao Yue and motioned for her to choose another one, but Yao Yue said, "I can't go any further. I have a feeling this might not go smoothly."

Chu Ximing also roughly knew Yao Yue's race and waved his hand: "Forget it, my nearly three thousand pure energy is more than enough."

"Then just pick a direction and we'll go into seclusion." Geng Xing has reached the seventh level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and Geng Ling has reached the fourth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. In fact, even if Long Aotian comes, he is confident that he can defeat him.

"No matter where we go, it won't be smooth sailing." Yao Yue frowned.

Geng Xing pondered, it seemed that he would soon face Long Aotian.

"Then let's stay where we are." Geng Xing said directly: "The center of the formation, set up the formation."

Geng Xing thought to himself, it seems that Ye Chen really did not come to the Fairyland, or he was still on the first or second floor.

"Hmm!" The center of the formation threw out dozens of Void Refining Formations and hundreds of Spirit Transformation Formations, which were spread around.

Yao Yue summoned the Demon King's order: "Those who belong to the Demon King, if you encounter the location of the Refining Void Formation, do not approach and retreat immediately."

The demon clan is not limited to the Demon King, and there will be no shortage of demons attacking at that time.

In the center of the formation, Lingyao and Chu Ximing also conveyed their orders.

The attack range of the Lianxu Formation is hundreds of miles, which sounds large, but this distance is just a matter of a few breaths for a Shenhua cultivator.

Geng Xing sat cross-legged in the formation and began to practice. The spiritual energy absorption speed was more than 700 times, so that the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly absorbed. But after two seconds, the spiritual energy from all directions frantically made up for it and easily caught up with Geng Xing's practice speed.

Even the other people's cultivation did not encounter a shortage of spiritual energy.

Three hours later, Zhen Xin opened his eyes. He felt that someone was attacking the formation. He had set up a soundproofing array, so Geng Xing and the others were not alarmed. Zhen Xin stood up and looked towards the source of the attack.

He focused his eyes and saw that there were nearly a thousand people hundreds of miles away, casting long-range spells to attack the formation.

Zhen Xin glanced at the people who were practicing behind him, slowly turned around and walked out of the soundproof formation, facing the overwhelming attack of nearly a thousand people.

He raised his hand and pointed, saying softly:

"Destroy."

A terrifying beam of light emitting the might of the void instantly penetrated hundreds of miles and arrived in front of the group of people.

The original thousand or so pure energies on Zhen Xin's body instantly became over three thousand. (Almost a thousand people, indeed, but they all had elimination records.)

Feeling the disciples from various forces coming from all directions, including the Twelve Holy Lands, the Demon Clan, and the Monster Clan, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, Zhen Xin smiled lightly.

His fingers kept flying, as gracefully as a conductor directing an orchestra.

Terrifying beams of light continued to shoot out from the flying fingers, and the pure energy on Zhen Xin's body continued to increase.

"Back off!" More than a dozen voices were heard at the same time, coming from the leaders of various major forces.

They all gave the order in unison: "Launch the attack from a thousand miles away."

Zhen Xin heard the voice and looked up at the dozen people, his lips curled up slightly: "Are you guys going to be like those minions and hide away thousands of miles away?"

"Zhen Xin! Are you going to be my enemy?!"

An arrogant voice resounded throughout the world, and Zhen Xin recognized it as Long Aotian.

Golden light was flowing all over Long Aotian's body, and his golden pupils slowly flowed golden light to the corners of his eyes. He stood high in the sky like a god descending from heaven.

Zhen Xin looked at Long Aotian, who exuded an invincible aura, and grinned: "Brother Aotian, I believe you will not hide away thousands of miles away, right?"

He raised his hand and pointed, and several beams of light shot directly at Long Aotian.

"court death!!"

Long Aotian's seventh-level Spiritual Transformation aura instantly erupted. He swung his golden fist at the beam, shattering it directly, capable of annihilating a cultivator in the early stages of Void Refinement.

Zhen Xin was not surprised to see this. He knew Long Aotian's strength, but he was not afraid either. He whispered excitedly, "Finally, it's my turn..."

Looking at the people who were still practicing, his excitement faded a little: "It's a pity that you can't see this handsome side of me."

Then he slowly took a few steps towards the dozen or so Saint Son-level figures in the sky and spoke arrogantly:

“Let’s go together!!”

Dozens of Void Refining Formations were instantly activated, covering up the light of the false sun in the secret realm. The false sun now looked extremely dim.

Dozens of beams of light shot towards the crowd.

The Formation Heart, with five thousand pure energies already in his body, gracefully commanded dozens of Refining Void Formations. He fought alone against more than a dozen Saint Son-level figures without losing.

Long Aotian spoke:

"Zhanxin! Don't forget that half of the martial arts and magical powers of the Tianji Holy Land were taught by me, Elder Tianxuan! Could it be that you..."

This sounded somewhat familiar, and Zhen Xin found it somewhat amusing. He interrupted directly: "Why? Could it be that your Tianxuan Saint Lord will stop teaching me the magical powers of Tianji just because you were defeated by me?!"

"You..." Long Aotian was furious.

"Shut up!!"

The core of the formation was interrupted again, with the blue light unique to the innate core of the formation flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and pointed at Long Aotian, and all the beams of light rushed straight towards Long Aotian.

"Puff!" Long Aotian was directly injured by dozens of beams of light.

The other dozen or so Saint Son-level figures took this opportunity to attack the center of the formation directly.

Loud explosions sounded, and waves of spiritual energy vibrated.

The terrifying attack was like a hurricane blowing snow, tearing away layer upon layer of land within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Most of the hundreds of incarnation formations were broken.

The center of the formation changes its target, and all light beams are directed at Xuan Tianji.

Xuan Tianji cursed loudly: "Fuck, Zhen Xin, are you fucking sick!!!"

Xuan Tianji was far less powerful than Long Aotian. Although Guang Mang used several defensive magic weapons, he still could not withstand dozens of beams of light and was killed directly.

The pure energy in Zhen Xin's body surged again and reached six thousand Daos.

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