I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

"If this gets out, won't everyone be able to shit and pee on my head!"

Young Master Liang said fiercely, and he strengthened his determination to suppress such lame behavior of the Pingjiang Dynasty.

Immediately, Gong Ziliang thought of Shenzun Ring.

Before he left the god, it was to solve the curse of heaven in the soul;

Secondly, although he has mastered the magic whip, he doesn't have the power of law, and at most he can give some physical punishment to the deity.

Oh, no, the deity doesn't even have a physical body.

Therefore, it's not that Gong Ziliang doesn't want to destroy the gods, it's that he really has no power to do so.

And now.

The curse of heaven in the soul has been completely cleared.

I have mastered the second level of the law of the sword.

In Gong Ziliang's mind, there is no need for God to stay any longer!

"Ah Choo!"

In the secret realm of the stone chamber, the god in the corner suddenly opened his eyes.

After looking around in fear and anxiety, but did not find that figure, God Venerable let out a long sigh of relief.

After a while, God Venerable glanced at the whip that had been inserted in the center of the secret realm.

A trace of fear welled up in the golden pupils.

Immediately.

The deity pretended to change his posture and turned to face the stone wall.

Between his brows, a lozenge-shaped godhead looms.

In the center of the godhead is an ancient symbol.

If Gong Ziliang was here, he would recognize that this symbol was very similar to the mark he saw on Lin Anruo's head with the "Puxuan Golden Pupil" earlier.

However, Lin Anruo's imprint is more complete than the symbols on the godhead.

The godhead of the god is condensed by the power of faith that he absorbed from Mo Zhongtian's mountain and river seal before.

However, for this godhead to truly take shape, it still needs to absorb a lot of soul power.

Before that, the god was preparing to absorb the souls of Mo Zhongtian, Xing Feng, Cao Tianzheng and others.

In the end, Young Master Liang ran out with a magic whip, ruining his good deed.

"Fortunately, this deity was smart at the time and did not reveal his godhead. Otherwise, if he was discovered by Gong Ziliang, this deity would definitely not end well."

"Hmph, wait for this deity to refine the soul power secretly hidden in the godhead, and then take advantage of Mr. Liang's inattention to escape from here and take that goddess away..."

The goddess in the mouth of the god is Lin Anruo.

The last time Cang Liu'er was lured out of the Void God Thunder, he noticed that there was a hidden divine aura in the palace.

Later, because of the appearance of Gong Ziliang, he didn't have time to search carefully.

Later this time, he tested everyone in the palace one by one.

Finally, on Lin Anruo, he sensed the breath of the same god.

"After absorbing the divine power of the goddess, even the Dao of Heaven in this world will not be able to do anything to this deity!"

"As for the surnamed son, well, forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as ants."

"Anyway, without the power of the law, it is absolutely impossible for him to eliminate the curse of the heavens. Let him fend for himself. This god is happy to roam free in this world!"

In Shenzun's heart, he had a wishful thinking, and he was beaten.

Without paying attention, a figure was already standing behind him.

Holding the magic whip, Gong Ziliang looked at the god in front of him, facing the wall of the stone room, his shoulders twitched from time to time, and he laughed "hehe".

Can't help frowning slightly.

Thinking about it with his toes, he also knew that God Zun must be holding back some bad water again.

"Snapped!"

A whip was whipped in the air, and the deity jumped up from the ground with a "bao".

Looking at Gong Ziliang with a smile on his lips, the god could not help but think of the torture he had suffered at the hands of Gong Ziliang these days.

—Three to five small hits, two to four to six big hits.

At the weekend, Gong Ziliang was tired from beating himself, so he asked Qi Ling, who was playing the magic whip, to do it.

That Qi Ling, who looks as delicate as a porcelain doll, is even more ruthless than Gongzi Liang when he strikes.

What God Venerable doesn't want to spend the most right now is the weekend.

However, the deity changed his mind and thought that his days of being beaten and angered will soon come to an end.

The dharma body of the deity, whose body was covered with bony bodies, surged with excitement.

Before Young Master Liang could open his mouth, the deity took the initiative to say: "Mr. Liang, the deity's injury may take some time to recover."

"The heavenly curse in your soul, my deity, can't help you for the time being."

Shen Zun's tone was distressed, and his face also showed self-blame for being unable to help.

If he didn't know, he might really think that he was worried about Gong Ziliang's situation.

After finishing speaking, the god thought that Mo Aotian's soul power was not much left in the godhead.

His eyeballs rolled around, and he had a plan in mind, and said, "Mr. Liang, if you can find some more spirits."

"After the deity absorbs it, maybe the injury can speed up the recovery."

The god knows that the curse of heaven in Gongziliang's soul can no longer be dragged on.

Therefore, God Venerable felt that there was a high probability that Young Master Liang would not refuse the conditions he proposed.

After Shenzun finished speaking, he saw that Gong Ziliang was only looking at him with a half-smile expression.

The god revered for a while, and quickly added: "Of course, it doesn't have to be the soul of the Sea Realm, and the Tribulation Realm is also fine."

"If it's really not possible, it's not impossible to refine the gods."

Gongziliang smiled.

The corners of the mouth curled up more and more.

This smile fell into the eyes of the god, but it made him smell a creepy smell.

"Or, Zhenwu..."

God Venerable has already planned to further lower the standard.

Even though the spirit and soul power of a true martial arts practitioner is not enough to fill his teeth.

But today is different from the past. For the current god, even the flesh of a mosquito's leg is important to him.

The word "Zhenwu" just spit out from the mouth of the god.

Gong Ziliang waved his hand and said, "No need."

No need?

The god was taken aback for a moment, his brain turned rapidly, and a series of thoughts popped up:

He said just now that he wanted Gong Ziliang to send some monks' spirits for him to recover from his injuries, so as to clear the curse of heaven for Gong Ziliang.

Then Gong Ziliang replied, "No need."

So, what Gong Ziliang was referring to were the monks he mentioned?

Those Real Martial Arts Realm, God Refining Realm, and even Tribulation Crossing Realm and Sea Consciousness Realm.

Gong Ziliang despises all these.

So, the surnamed son wants to get a soul of the gods and send it to himself?

With this in mind.

Immediately, the deity felt dizzy from being hit by the great joy from the sky.

If Gong Ziliang really got a soul in the realm of the gods, then his own godhead could be completely molded into shape.

At that time, even if Young Master Liang has a magic whip in his hand, there is no need to be afraid of him.

no!

Take it easy!

I am a god, how can a mortal creature see my true thoughts!

The god respected the ecstasy that was rolling in his heart, and his broad and square face, with two horizontal eyebrows, made a serious look.

"It's not that this god can't absorb the soul of the gods."

"It's just time-consuming, it may take a little longer."