Fang Chen couldn't see the true appearance of the ball of thunder, but he felt that it was an endless distance away, and he could feel a hint of thunder power with a destructive aura.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, as if a bridge has been established between the two.

He tried to approach the thunder light, but in the next moment he escaped from this state and returned to the outside world.

Different from the past, this time he can not only easily sense the power of the five elements, but also the power of thunder and other strange spiritual powers.

He also saw a thin, cyan, but extremely destructive power of thunder.

"Is this Cang's power?"

Fang Chen's mind moved slightly, yes or no, it depends on whether the next Cang Lei method can be used smoothly.

The black and white paper man appeared at some point, standing not far from Fang Chen, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"What on earth are you going to do! Since you know that we are monks of the Blood Spirit Cult, you still want to get involved in it? Are you not afraid of being infected with the horror and causing death in form and spirit!?"

A Blood Spirit Cult monk said sternly.

"Cause and effect? ​​In our lineage, the thing we are least afraid of is cause and effect."

A sneer appeared at the corner of the black paper man's mouth.

Several Blood Spirit Sect foundation builders looked at the two paper figures with some fear in their hearts.

"You Blood Spirit Sect are not afraid of being contaminated by karma, so what do I have to be afraid of?"

Fang Chen suddenly chuckled, and in an instant, a blue thunderbolt struck in the air. A Blood Spirit Sect foundation builder only had time to let out a scream, and was blown into powder, without even a hair left.

This foundation-building cultivation level is not low, and he is the foundation-building great perfection.

"Your Majesty is indeed a born Taoist."

The black and white paper figures looked at each other, with weird smiles on their faces.

There was a hint of contemplation in Fang Chen's eyes.

Just now, he only used a small amount of force to easily kill a Foundation-Building Dzogchen. What if he used all his firepower?

Can the offensive power of Cang Lei's method be as fatal to Nascent Soul as the third sword of the Eight Desolate Suppressing Immortals Supremacy Sword Sutra?

The Blood Spirit Cult Foundation Builders in several other cages saw their colleagues being reduced to ashes by lightning, with a look of horror on their faces, and their bodies could not help but begin to tremble.

Thunder method, black and white paper figures, inexplicably powerful power of gold, elusiveness, sword skills...

All these signs indicated that the person in front of them had an unusual background, and that the person knew they were Blood Spirit Cult monks but still wanted to take action. This made them think of a place!

"You are a monk from the Soul-Slaying Division!"

"Yes, I am a monk from the Soul-Slaying Department."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

There was a hint of despair on the faces of several foundation builders. Although the Soul-Slaying Division had not existed as long as the Blood Spirit Sect and had only started to rise in the past thousand years, they had heard of the Thunderous methods used by the Soul-Slaying Division against the Blood Spirit Sect monks.

Over the years, countless Blood Spirit Religion monks have died at the hands of the Soul-Slaying Division, and their Blood Spirit Religion has also hunted and killed many Spirit-Slaying Division monks.

The hatred between the two sides is endless, which is even more despairing than having their identities known to those in the Immortal Court and Immortal Palace.

Some celestial beings and celestial beings would turn a blind eye to them, but the monks from the Spirit-Slaying Division would not!

"What do you think of the thunder method just now? I think the soul of the one just now may have dissipated, and he is not even qualified to enter reincarnation."

Fang Chen asked.

Several Blood Spirit Cult foundation builders remained silent.

"If you can still enter reincarnation and be reincarnated, maybe you can still set foot on the path of immortality in your next life. Even if you are a pig or a dog, you still have the opportunity to follow the path of a demon cultivator."

Fang Chen said again.

"If you want to know anything, just ask. I just ask you to let me die quickly."

One of the foundation builders said dejectedly.

"Who is the master you speak of, what is his surname, where does he live in Cang Dao Mansion, and what is his cultivation level."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Wang Su, if you dare to reveal anything, be careful that your family members will also be buried with you."

Another Ji Zhu said sharply.

Zhu Ji, who wanted to be frank and lenient, seemed a little wary when he heard this, and his eyes began to twinkle.

When Fang Chen saw this, he lightly snapped his fingers, and the metal cage instantly shrank and turned into a square gold nugget.

The power of the golden movement then dissipated, and only a piece of skin as thin as a cicada's wing was seen slowly falling to the ground.

This piece of skin is that of the Foundation Builder just now, but his death was too brutal, and his whole body was compressed, resulting in what he looks like now.

I thought it was over, but another cyan thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the skin, turning it into powder.

"I can let you die more happily, or I can give you a chance to be reincarnated, as long as you don't waste too much of my time."

Fang Chen said softly.

"I said it, I said it!"

Wang Su's face turned pale, while the other foundation builders seemed to have collapsed their psychological defenses and rushed to speak.

This is better.

Fang Chen put up a barrier and asked each other one by one to confirm their words. Anyone who tried to commit adultery would be discovered on the spot.

Fang Chen learned from the words of several people that although Cang Dao Mansion is located in a remote location, its territory far exceeds that of ordinary second-grade empires.

There are countless Taoist sects and sects, but mortals mainly rely on tribes, which are formed by families that cultivate immortals.

For example, if several immortal cultivating families unite together, they can become a tribe, either in opposition to other tribes or in alliance.

But all tribes have to obey the orders of the Cang Dao Mansion.

In Cang Dao Mansion, apart from the master of Cang Dao Mansion, there are only three named Hedao monks.

There is no ascension or tribulation, and the scale of the sect here is far from reaching the level of the Immortal Court and Immortal Mansion.

The eldest among several people is Qin Nie, the genius of the Qin clan of the Xian Qin tribe, and Xian Qin is one of the top tribes in Cang Dao Mansion, with He Dao in charge.

It's just that as to how Qin Nie handles this matter, a few people don't know.

"A tribe represents tens of millions of people."

Fang Chen looked at the few people indifferently: "To control a hundred tribes to fight without leaving a trace, and to not be noticed afterwards is because of your Blood Spirit Cult. Are you afraid that it will be difficult to complete just one foundation building?"

"Lord Qin Nie is deeply favored by the big shots in the sect. This is a test for him. If he passes this test, Lord Qin Nie will soar into the sky and be promoted to Golden Core immediately."

Fang Chen immediately became interested.

If such a potential stock valued by the Blood Spirit Cult were killed, many people in the Blood Spirit Cult would stamp their feet in anger, right?

"I've said everything I need to say, can you give me a quickie?"

A foundation builder looked at Fang Chen and said in a deep voice.

"There is something wrong with what you just said. You are obviously lying. You said that Qin Nie was only in the early stage of foundation building, but they said that Qin Nie had already completed the foundation building."

Fang Chen smiled.

"You even revealed the hidden cultivation level of Lord Qin Nie!? You will not die a good death!"

Na Zhuji immediately glared at the other people.

In the next second, he was hit physically and mentally by the Cang Lei method.

Several other people looked gloomy and prepared to wait for a quick death, but they were killed one by one by the method of blue thunder.

The white-paper man was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, didn't you say you would give them a chance to reincarnate?"

"They don't deserve it."
Chapter completed!