MTL - The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?-Chapter 271 I am them

Chapter 271 I am them...

 Beside the master of the Shenhua Club, more than twenty Yin gods looked grim.

 They are all the Yin Gods of the Youtian Realm, and they have long been secretly loyal to the Dark Sun with the General Master of the Shenhua Society.

 They all looked at Qi Yuan as if they were looking at a dead person.

“I never thought that we would be lucky enough to witness the fall of such a peerless master!”

They are just venerable people, and they are extremely humble when facing the great lord.

 Facing the dark sun, those who control it are even more humbled to the dust.

Now that he saw Qi Yuan, he became even more sarcastic.

"After practicing for so many years, your structure is still so small, just like a Yakuza." Qi Yuan also held high the banner of structure.

 He did not talk nonsense anymore, but gave a loud shout.

 “My enemy, come out and die!”

This sound was like thunder, and the entire secret realm of Wind and Thunder Valley was shaken, and the space seemed to be wrinkled.

The sound is so loud that it can even kill people in a country.

The faces of those Yin Shen Lords turned pale for a moment, because just the sound made their hearts shake, their spiritual power turbulent, and they felt as if they were facing a monstrous giant.

 The face of the president of the Shenhua Club also changed.

He thought that there was a big gap in strength between himself and the Blood-clothed Sword God, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

I'm afraid... the **** sword **** is not far from the myth.

“Since you are in a hurry to die, I will satisfy you!”

 The leader of the Shenhua Club shouted loudly, and above him, a mechanical bird appeared.

"You are very strong, but I have thirty-six pig slaves who are comparable to the four generals of the Lei family. Come out!"

Following the voice of the General Master of the Shenhua Society, the earth in the Wind and Thunder Valley shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying figures appeared one by one.

A man with two heads is holding a golden spear, with no eyes in his eyes, and wearing old armor. It seems that he has spent millions of years and is extremely decayed.

 A huge dragon elephant roared, each hoof was as big as a small mountain.

 Hauntingly powerful men appeared one after another, their auras suppressed to the extreme.

Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold look, and he engraved the appearance of each puppet in his heart.

 Because these puppets were mythical strong men who resisted the catastrophe during their lifetimes.

It’s a pity that after their death, they were turned into puppets, causing harm to the common people.

Today, after their death, no one in the world will remember them.

"Are these pig slaves enough to kill you?" The leader of the Shenhua Club was extremely arrogant.

 Thirty-six heroes are comparable to six steps in the sky. This kind of accumulation is really terrifying.

 He has learned from the adults in the upper world that even in the upper world, not all worlds have such accumulation.

 The myth goes without saying that these thirty-six statues can take six steps to the sky and sweep across the world.

Even Shinhwa can only give in when faced with the six steps of the thirty-six statues that are desperate for their lives.

“First of all, they are not pig slaves; secondly, they are not enough; finally, I am in a hurry and want to eat my own meal, hurry up!”

He who was born with the seed will die. If he doesn’t eat his own meal, wouldn’t it be wasted?

Furthermore, he didn’t know whether he held a funeral or whether anyone attended the funeral.

 “Crazy!” the leader of Shenhua Club said jokingly, “In this case, I will send you to the funeral.

 Come out, the Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven! "

 The leader of the Shenhua Club roared loudly, with a fanatical look on his face.

 The four divine generals of Fighting Heaven were all powerful myths not far from the Yang God during their lifetimes.

 Otherwise, even though they were refined into puppets, it would be impossible for them to retain their mythical level of combat power.

 The four of them are the strongest foundation in Fenglei Valley!

Qi Yuan looked over and saw a wave of fluctuations in the void ahead.

The space seemed to be like a wall, four windows were torn open, and four powerful figures appeared at this moment.

Looking at these four people, Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly became cold again.

 Because there is nothing on the strong bodies of these four people.

Two men and two women, naked and naked, with skin like bronze or snow-white satin.

 But there are… traces of brokenness.

For example, one of the long-haired men had a hole in his throat, which seemed to have been filled with some kind of metal material, but blood seemed to be still seeping out.

 Some of the arms had been broken long ago, and they were forcibly sewn back together with needles and threads to piece them together into what they look like today.

The General Master of the Shenhua Society looked crazy and fanatical. His fingers were inserted into the mouth of a mythical puppet, as if he were a **** who dominated the world. Even the powerful mythical people would become his slaves.

ˆ: "As soon as the four myths appeared in the world of Canglan... who would be dissatisfied!"

Now he looks crazy, as if he is also a myth.

"snort!"

Qi Yuan snorted coldly.

 The divine power exploded at this moment.

The entire Wind and Thunder Valley was completely dragged into the virtual realm at this moment.

 The head of the Shenhua Club was not surprised, but said wildly: "Kill!"

Following his command and control, the thirty-six great masters who were six steps above the sky all looked at Qi Yuan.

 There is no emotion in their eyes.

 Thirty-six divine realms were also activated at this moment, and all attacked Qiyuan.



 “So what if you killed the four generals of the Lei family? There are thirty-six of them here!”

"A crushing battle is too boring." The leader of the Shenhua Club said lightly.

Qi Yuan rarely agrees with the statement of the person he wants to kill: "It's really boring.

However, this is not your crushing round, but mine! "

At this moment, the long sword in Qi Yuan's hand made a sword sound.

 “The divine realm is open!”

 He shouted loudly.

 Suddenly, more than 5,000 divine infants in the body resonated simultaneously.

 All the divine realms are unfolding at this moment.

These divine realms are united together and become a miniature version of the divine realm.

This miniature version of the divine realm is the sum of all the divine infants, and it is also a miniature version of the Qiyuan divine realm in the mortal world.

 The divine realm comes out, and the heaven and earth move!

 The world of Fenglei Valley changed at this moment.

 “What is this?” The president of the Shenhua Club was suddenly startled.

 He is also a great master, so he naturally knows what the divine realm looks like.

 But the divine realm in front of him was beyond his understanding.

 Wind, fire, thunder, lightning...plague, childbirth, disaster...

 The Divine Realm has always been the prototype of some kind of rules.

 A Great Lord can generally only control one type of divine realm.

 Each additional type you master doubles the difficulty of promotion.

How many kinds of realms are there for the **** sword **** in front of us?

 Ten kinds?

 Hundred kinds?

 Thousands of species?

 Innumerable, innumerable at all.

How could a great master have such a divine realm?

 He cannot understand it and cannot understand it.

 “Your divine domain...give it to me!”

 Qi Yuan drew his sword.

 The divine realms of the thirty-six great masters seemed to have been stabbed by this sword.

 Qi Yuan’s divine realm invaded the divine realm of all the puppets at this moment.

 The expected collision between the divine realms did not occur.

 Qi Yuan’s divine realm is like a terrifying giant beast in the darkness, devouring the divine realm of thirty-six great masters.

The leader of the Shenhua Club has never seen this scene before.

 “What kind of monster are you?”

 The confrontation in the divine realm is a naked collision and destruction.

 Where is the devouring!

 Swallowing the Divine Realm...This is simply incomprehensible.

 No matter how talented a person is, he can only control one or two different types of divine realms. Rushing to devour divine realms with different attributes will only lead to the fragmentation of divine realms and the extinguishing of divine power.

 But now, the blood-clothed sword **** is swallowing!

 Qi Yuan’s divine realm is the one in which Tao gives birth to one.

 All living beings are me. Even if these puppets are not his people, even if they are not innate gods.

 But at this time, Qi Yuan was still assimilating and devouring their divine realm.

He looked at the president of Shenhua Club and smiled solemnly: "I am them..."

 The head of the Shenhua Club was frightened by that look, and his heart suddenly trembled.

For some reason, he felt that the thirty-six pig slaves seemed to be looking at him with the smile of the blood-clothed sword god.

 The inexplicable fear in his heart.

  A fear of the unknown.

“Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven, take action quickly and kill him!” the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

 It seems that only the four divine generals can give him a sense of security.

 The four **** generals received the order, their huge bodies looked at Qi Yuan, and the endless aura of destruction and death swept across.

Any one of these four was an extremely powerful person during his lifetime and was expected to reach the top of Yangshen.

 It’s a pity that he resisted the catastrophe and died.

Even after death, the corpse is made into a puppet by villains and insulted by villains.

At this time, Qi Yuan was extremely calm when facing the four divine generals of Fighting Heaven.

 “I use this sword to armor the four of you!”

 The sound of the wind stirred, a sword came out, and the blood glowed across the world.

 The entire Fenglei Valley was coated with a layer of red.

Blood-red armor suddenly appeared on the bodies of the four **** generals that were originally naked, wrapping their bodies.

 The bodies of the four divine generals also suddenly became a little stiff at this moment.

Qi Yuan was holding a blood sword with a calm expression, like a **** of murder.

“Some people don’t deserve to die with their clothes on!”

 He drew his sword again.

With the blessing of the miniature divine realm, Qi Yuan’s sword is no longer a sword, but a sword of the divine realm.

 The sword came out, and the roar continued.

The clothes on the more than twenty Yin Shen Lords present were instantly torn to pieces, and cracks appeared on their bodies.

 The leader of the Shenhua Association cannot avoid it either.

 His eyes showed a look of horror: "What kind of monster are you...?"

　　Ciatures have always been in awe of the unknown.

 The performance of the Blood-clothed Sword God was beyond his understanding in every aspect.

How can there be such a divine realm, and how can there be such a sword.

Moreover, he had a vague feeling that the four mythical puppets seemed to be out of his control.

However, at this time, Qi Yuan did not reply to the president of the Shenhua Club at all.

 He struck out with one sword after another.

His divine realm is also constantly penetrating and spreading into the divine realms of the four divine generals.

“Hurry up and stop him, hurry up and destroy him!” the leader of the Shenhua Club shouted.

 However, the divine realm of the Four Divine Generals of Fighting seemed to be defenseless against Qi Yuan's devouring, allowing him to devour them.

 The president of the Shenhua Association was extremely frightened.

 He suddenly remembered that the Blood-clothed Sword God said that he was one of these puppets.

  Could it be that... he felt a look of terror in his heart.

Could it be said that the Blood-clothed Sword God is a collection of the remaining souls of these powerful men?

 He had many thoughts in his mind.

He has no idea that Qi Yuan’s miniature divine realm is a collection of the Three Pure Ones, a collection of innate true spirits, and a collection of Devouring Primarchs.

Three kinds of terror, things that are enough to move the Yang God, created Qi Yuan's divine realm.

"No... you can be killed once by the catastrophe, and you will be killed a second time!" the leader of the Shenhua Club said tremblingly.

 Because he found that the resistance of the pig slave in his hand was getting weaker and weaker.

 Qi Yuan’s divine realm is constantly being devoured.

 This is simply an unfair fight.

If he continues, he will definitely lose.

 Only by bringing out the great calamity can he shock the Blood-clothed Sword God.

 “It’s funny, I didn’t grow up drinking Yakult, how could I be scared?

Not to mention the catastrophe, even the Taihuang Palace behind the catastrophe, I will personally come to destroy it! "

Qi Yuan said softly, with firm eyes.

 The world is invincible, but the enemy comes from heaven, right?

 After killing Dajie, he will go directly to Taihuang Palace and take away the lair of Taihuang Palace!

 The battle continues, but it is one-sided.

 In just a few dozen breaths, Qi Yuan's divine realm seemed to swallow up all the divine realms.

These puppets seem to have lost their combat effectiveness.

 The leader of the Shenhua Club could no longer bear it: "Let me go, I am willing to offer my control skills to these pigs.

From now on, you will have four mythical-level servants and thirty-six great masters who can reach the sky with six steps! "

He naturally does not have the ability to control puppets. He is just stalling for time and trying to save his life.

Qi Yuan glanced at all the puppets with complicated eyes: "These seniors did not want to be trapped in the Canglan world and fought for freedom.

 After they die, how can I control their corpses and let them die without any impunity? "

Qi Yuan considers himself to be lawful good, but he cannot do such a thing.

 As for Qi Yuan, let the Shenhua Club be the master.

 He only felt that Qi Yuan was hypocritical or stupid.

 Such a huge benefit, actually giving up for the sake of fame.

"If the senior is unwilling to control these pig slaves, the old slave is willing to take the hands of the senior and control them on his behalf!" the head of the Shenhua Club said quickly.

 He has no bones for a long time, and his life is more important than anything else.

He felt that the Blood-clothed Sword God was just trying to gain fame, so he could just leave the dirty work to him.

“I’m afraid I’ll get my hands dirty if I kill you.” Qi Yuan looked at the president of the Shenhua Club with disgust on his face.

 The head of the Shenhua Club looked happy and thought Qi Yuan was going to let him go.

 As a result, he heard Qi Yuan's cold voice.

“Fortunately, I wash my hands frequently every day and am not afraid of dirty hands!”

Following Qi Yuan's voice, the blood-red sword cut through the sky of Fenglei Valley.

All the Yin Shen puppets did not resist at this moment, allowing the sword to stab the leader of the Shenhua Club.

 Ordinary Lord Yinshen saw this scene and ran away like crazy.

However, their speed cannot compare with Qi Yuan's sword light or the speed of the spread of Qi Yuan's divine realm.

These Yin Gods of the Youtian Realm have long lost their previous pride. They did not even make a sound and died quietly in Qiyuan's Divine Realm.

As for the leader of the Shenhua Club, he was directly penetrated by Qi Yuan's sword.

"Your divine realm is too dirty, so I don't want to devour it. It's better to tear it through with a sword."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan's hand rotated clockwise and counterclockwise, as if the **** sword was stirring in the intestines of the head of the Shenhua Society.

　His body also shattered into pieces in an instant and disappeared.

 The head of the Shenhua Club still had an expression of disbelief on his face.

 He simply didn’t understand why the Blood-clothed Sword God was willing to sacrifice such a huge benefit to kill him.

 In one breath, all the Yin gods in Youtian Domain fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

Qi Yuan held the blood sword and looked at the thirty-six Heaven-Treading Masters and four mythical powerhouses in front of him.

 There was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

“Shenguang Sect Qi Yuan will send all the seniors on their way today.”

 With one sword coming out, the sky and the earth will be filled with blood.

 It seems like the heaven and earth are bleeding, and it seems like weeping.

 All the puppets did not move at this moment, allowing the sword to fall on their bodies.

 Click.

 Fragmented.

 The bodies of the forty strong men finally disappeared without a trace.

 Ashes return to dust, earth returns to earth, and they become silent in the blue waves.

Qi Yuan's eyes became darker. He lowered his head and murmured: "Now...their divine domain has become a part of me. Doesn't it mean that I kill the great calamity to avenge myself."

Of course, these strong men who died in battle cannot be transformed into his divine infants like his people.

　　It makes sense that he would kill a great catastrophe and avenge himself.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan couldn't help but smile.

 He is so busy.

　　Not only are you busy eating your own meal, but you are also busy taking revenge on yourself.

 (End of this chapter)