I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

"The god-refining realms that suddenly appeared in Chai City, did they take pills and break through temporarily?"

At this time.

Not far away, Jin Zhan's startled voice came.

Hearing this, Xing Feng suddenly realized that the current state of the old man Tiancan should be related to the black pill he swallowed just now.

A elixir that can directly upgrade the Real Martial Realm to the God Refining Realm?

Xing Feng's breathing became short of breath, and his face was terribly gloomy for a moment.

Such a heaven-defying pill is in the hands of old man Tiancan and the Pingjiang Dynasty behind him.

Before that, he didn't know the news at all, and he had never heard it from Mo Shaoyun.

On the other side, after hearing Jin Zhan's voice, the old man Tiancan looked towards him following the sound.

When the eyeballs were so dark that there was no speckle of color, when they looked at Jin Zhan, the latter suddenly felt an unstoppable horror from the depths of his soul.

It seemed that in the next second, his soul would be taken away by the disabled old man in front of him.

"Ho ho ho, since you've all seen it, I can't keep you."

In the ears, the voice of the disabled old man sounded in a very strange tone.

Immediately, several clouds of black air flew out from between the palms and fingers of the old man who was disabled with lightning speed.

A punch landed on Jin Zhan.

Jin Zhan immediately discovered in horror that the spiritual power in his body that was about to explode had suddenly lost control.

Then his body was beyond his control, and he took the initiative to walk towards the old man with a disability.

Xing Feng also failed to avoid the black air coming from him.

It's just that at the moment when he was deprived of the right to control his body, a strong wave suddenly erupted in his spirit.

The dazzling golden light emerged from the soul, and it was in a stalemate with the black energy.

This golden light is exactly the defensive golden light that Xing Feng inherited from the ancestor Liuyun and cultivated by his soul.

After recovering the cultivation base of True Martial Realm, it was barely able to display it.

There is no doubt about the level of strength, even a cultivator who has just entered the realm of refining gods, it is difficult to break through with the power of divine consciousness for a while.

It's a pity that he met the disabled old man who had taken Moni Pill.

Although the Tiancan old man who temporarily obtained the strength of refining the gods with the help of Mo Ni Pill, has not cultivated spiritual consciousness.

But with the method of devil energy, it is enough to pollute the golden light of Xing Feng's soul.

And with the hands of the old man Tiancan, more and more black air drifted towards Xing Feng.

The golden light of the spirit that protected Xing Feng's body quickly became gloomy and sluggish.

Crash is only a matter of time.

Seeing the power of the gods in the heavenly realm that shocked the great dynasties back then, he could only support himself under his own devilish energy.

The old man with a disability suddenly felt extremely happy.

Suddenly, he remembered something and turned his head to look in another direction.

And when he saw Gong Ziliang's figure, he stood there unexpectedly.

The devilish energy that fell in the past disappeared suddenly before it fell on Gong Ziliang.

Seeing the weird scene, the old man Tiancan was a little dazed.

He had already seen the terrifying degree of demonic energy with his own eyes when he was in the Pingjiang Dynasty.

Not only can it pollute the practitioner's body, but it can also corrode the aura and even the soul.

This also allows the members of the Demon Cult to easily leapfrog battles when facing practitioners who practice aura.

It is no exaggeration to say that demon energy is the greatest nemesis of a cultivator.

However, Young Master Liang is clearly not at the peak of Xuanwu Realm.

Previously, relying on several artistic conceptions, it was enough to be able to defeat himself in the late stage of the true martial arts.

Now that he is already at the level of refining the gods, why is Gong Ziliang still unaffected by the demonic energy he displays?

Suddenly.

The old man Tiancan noticed that the surface of Young Master Liang's body was faintly visible and covered with a layer of light.

However, unlike the golden light of Xing Feng's soul, what covered Gong Ziliang's body was a layer of white flame.

And the demonic energy he shot out was burned into nothingness the moment it touched the white flame.

"What kind of flame is this, so overbearing that it can even burn demon energy?"

The old man with a disability gave a "thud" in his heart.

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But soon, thinking of several shots in a row, he failed to win Gong Ziliang.

His heart was suddenly filled with irritability.

"Little bastard, I don't care how many tricks you have. Next, the old man will tell you that in the face of absolute strength, those tricks of yours are nothing but jokes!"

The old man Tiancan squinted his eyes and finished speaking, ignoring Xing Feng and Jin Zhan who was controlled to walk in front of him.

In the body, devilish energy erupted one after another, covering the sky and covering the sun, and swallowed Gong Ziliang away.

Seeing this scene, both Xing Feng and Jin Zhan looked horrified.

However, what frightened them even more was that huge black skeletons condensed out of the devilish energy soon.

In the hollow eye sockets, there were pitch-black flames dancing.

Holding a black ghost-headed sword in his hand, he approached Gong Ziliang from all directions like a skeleton army crawling out of hell.

"Sure enough, it's a method of the Devil's Cult!"

Look at these black skeletons condensed by magic energy.

Gong Ziliang couldn't help but recall that in the Taigu Dynasty, the Minghuo Dynasty secretly colluded with the Demon Sect in order to compete for the Xuantian Sword.

In the form of blood sacrifice of living people, those bone-eating blood wolves summoned by the holy son of the devil's sect.

Although the breath of these black skeletons cannot be compared with the body of the bone-eating blood wolf.

Even the clone of the Bone Erosion Blood Wolf is far inferior.

But on those black skeletons, Gong Ziliang could clearly smell a bloody smell that belonged to strangers.

"The Demon Cult, everyone gets it and punishes it!"

Gong Ziliang's eyes were cold, and the words fell, and a raging white flame swept away from him.

The crimes committed by the Demon Cult in the Primordial Dynasty before can be said to be too numerous to write down.

Therefore, when Gong Ziliang attacked the old man with a disability, he would naturally not show any kindness.

The condensed white holy flame in the artistic conception of fire covered the sky and covered the ground, and turned into a vast sea of ​​flames in a blink of an eye, wreaking havoc and rolling back towards the surrounding black skeletons.

And those black skeletons, after being licked by the tongue of fire, were quickly enveloped by the spreading holy flame.

Immediately, there was only a burst of "crackling" explosions, those black skeletons that were extremely difficult to deal with even in the state of refining gods.

In less than a few seconds, it was burned into nothingness together with the demonic energy.

Xing Feng and Jin Zhan stared blankly.

They have already experienced the terrifying degree of the black energy just now.

The spiritual energy in their bodies, after meeting, has no ability to resist at all.

But when encountering the white flame cast by Gong Ziliang, he lost so miserably.

"Oh?"

Without waiting for the shock in their hearts, the two calmed down a little.

A shrill scream pierced their eardrums, and sounded from the mouth of the old man.

The two quickly turned their heads to look, and the scene that caught their eyes was the scene of the Tiancan old man whose whole body was engulfed by white flames, struggling desperately.

However, the more the Tiancan old man struggled, the more vigorously the white holy flame on his body burned.

How did he know that Gong Ziliang's artistic conception of fire was supposed to restrain the demon energy.