I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Their gazes were very consistent, and they all looked at the center of the entire Sin City!

I saw there, there is a huge black palace!

At the gate of the palace, there are more than a dozen men in black robes guarding the place. Their aura looks extremely turbid, and they are out of place compared to the monks outside!

When some passers-by around saw them, there was a look of horror on their faces.

This palace is the branch palace of the Demon Cult in the ancient dynasty!

And these people are all disciples of the Demon Sect!

"Trash! All of them are trash!"

At this moment, accompanied by violent roars, an extremely angry voice came from the hall!

In the main hall of the Devil's Cult, it looks very vast, and the surrounding decorations are all in a uniform dark tone!

At this moment, there are several figures standing here with very ugly faces.

Each of them was wearing a black robe, and exuded a devilish energy all over their bodies.

"The dignified Son of the Demon Sect is actually dead!"

Above these men in black robes, there was a middle-aged man in a purple robe.

This middle-aged man's gaze carried a touch of ferocity, as if there was an endless aura of tyranny hidden in his body!

"Altar Lord calm down!"

Seeing the middle-aged man get angry, the disciples of the Devil's Cult below all had terrified expressions on their faces.

The middle-aged man in front of them was none other than the altar master of the Demon Cult's sub-altar in the ancient dynasty—Mo Yun!

"Calm down?? How do you let me calm down??"

Mo Yun looked at his subordinates, and a black lightning condensed from his hands, hitting him directly!

Immediately, the demon disciple turned into a pool of black dust without even screaming!

Seeing the death of this Demon Sect disciple, Mo Yun couldn't help but snorted coldly, his tone full of anger: "Has the investigation been clear? Who did it?"

"It's... a disciple named Gong Ziliang from the Supreme Academy..."

A Devil's Cult disciple below said with a trembling voice.

"A disciple of the Supreme Academy?? A disciple of the Supreme Academy actually killed the holy son of the Demon Sect?!"

After Mo Yun heard this, his eyes straightened, and his tone became more aggressive, as if he was about to kill someone!

The disciples of the Devil's Cult below were lying on the ground tremblingly, not even daring to take a breath!

"A disciple of the Supreme Academy?? Well, well, well, what a majesty!"

Mo Yun looked at the direction of the Supreme Academy and sneered, his words were full of all kinds of tyrannical emotions!

"It seems that I haven't made a move for three years, and I have already made the Supreme Academy forget the existence of our Demon Cult!"

Mo Yun took a deep breath, and recalled the contest with Wu Hai, the master of the Supreme Academy three years ago!

In that contest, both Mo Yun and Wu Hai were seriously injured. After three years of recuperation, Mo Yun's injuries are only getting better now!

On the other hand, Wu Hai, after Wu Hai was seriously injured, instead of resting, he continued to manage the affairs of the Supreme Academy.

"Pass my order! Now gather all the disciples of the Devil's Cult, and after ten days, follow me to the Supreme Academy!"

Mo Yun snorted coldly, and immediately gave the order.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Hearing this, the demon disciples below nodded quickly one by one, and then retreated desperately.

"Wu Hai, I haven't seen you in three years! I don't know how much strength you have left..."

Mo Yun sat on the position of the altar master of the Demon Cult, looking in the direction of the Supreme Academy, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc.

...

Time can be said to be fleeting, almost in the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

During this period of time, it can be said that Gong Ziliang has completely consolidated his cultivation base!

Now Gong Ziliang has adapted to the strength of his third grade of refining gods, it can be said that he has been able to exert the power of refining the gods to the maximum level!

Moreover, through the past few days of gold-making, sign-in and other activities, Gongziliang's vouchers have reached a full 650 yuan!

650 yuan, this is really a huge sum of money!

After seeing the money, Gong Ziliang didn't hesitate at all, and immediately looked at the most expensive one in the gift bag mall!

648 yuan million yuan treasure gift package!

"After purchasing this million-dollar ingot gift package, I will be able to carry out level 7 body training! At that time, I am afraid that my strength will increase again!"

Gong Ziliang looked at his body training interface, and couldn't help but start to look forward to it!

With the sixth-level forging body, Gong Ziliang has obtained the immortal golden statue himself!

No matter how this seventh-order forged body is, it must be stronger than the current one!

"Buy me!"

Looking at this gift package, Gong Ziliang gritted his teeth and clicked the button to buy.

【Ding! Congratulations on your successful purchase of a 648 yuan gift package! Get 1 million yuan treasure! 】

With the reminder from the system, Gong Ziliang saw that the ingots in his information interface increased rapidly!

In just a moment, it has increased to a number that has never reached a million!

"So much money, it's going to be spent soon..."

Gong Ziliang looked at these ingots, and sighed with emotion, this really hasn't warmed up these ingots, and they are going to be spent!

"Come on! Seventh-order body forging! Here I come!"

But Gong Ziliang also knows that improving his strength is the most important thing at the moment.

So, feeling overwhelmed, I immediately clicked the button for body training!

...

At the same time, outside the Supreme Academy, the atmosphere here has become a little dignified!

All the students of the Supreme Academy hid inside, and as for the instructors, they all stood up!

And at the very front, Palace Master Wuhai stood there with a serious face, watching the black team approaching in the distance!

"Wuhai, let's go for three years! Why have you fallen to the real martial arts realm..."

Finally, in the black team, Mo Yun wearing a purple robe came out.

He looked at Wuhai, his tone seemed to be mocking with disdain, as if he was contemptuous of Wuhai.

"The Devil's Cult, are you preparing for a full-scale war with the Supreme Academy?"

Wu Hai looked at Mo Yun, and his voice was filled with endless calmness.

"No! We came this time mainly to seek justice from your Supreme Academy! I, the Holy Son of the Holy Religion, was killed by a student of your Supreme Academy, Mr. Liang. Now you just need to hand over this Mr. Liang, and we will kill you right away." Walk!"

Mo Yun looked at Wu Hai and said lightly.

"What?? Gong Ziliang killed the Holy Son of the Demon Sect??? Why didn't I know?"

After Wu Hai heard Mo Yun's words, he felt a little startled!

He looked at the mentors around him with a dazed face, who knew that these mentors also waved their hands helplessly, expressing that they didn't know.