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The Northern Mysterious Continent of the Spirit World

Ye Guzhou and the tall and sturdy foundation-building monk fought extremely fiercely. Both of them were monks with strong physical strength. Although Ye Guzhou was obviously stronger, the foundation-building monk was better because of his strong true energy.

With the blessing, he also performed a set of close combat skills. Every move and every move was so powerful that it sent sand and rocks flying in an instant, with a huge momentum.

Until now, Ye Guzhou has never fought so vigorously with his physical strength. He usually doesn't dare to use all his strength. Today, he happened to have such a good sparring partner. The more he fought, the more excited he became. The huge force of 11,000 kilograms made it seem like a heavy lift. Every part of his body

, the skin, muscles, and bones were tempered even more tenaciously by the huge force of the bombardment, and the physical strength gradually increased.

The foundation-building monk who fought against Ye Guzhou became more and more frightened as he fought. His own strength was rare among the monks in the early-stage foundation building stage. He was usually the master of crushing and brutalizing the monks of the same period. Today, he only met this person at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

A young monk in the middle stage of Qi refining was suppressed by the strength he was best at, and he seemed extremely aggrieved. Weird things happen every year, especially this year.

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was as powerful as a demon, he gradually wanted to retreat, his eyes flickered, thinking about how to get out of the battlefield. However, the two of them were fighting in close quarters, and it was extremely dangerous. It was not easy to separate, so they could only grit their teeth and fight hard.

, I want to rely on my profound cultivation to support him, and wait until this young man is exhausted before making another count.

But as time went by, not only was this young man not at the point of exhaustion, but his strength became stronger and stronger. On the other hand, he gradually became a little unable to do his best. His true energy was also consumed too much, and his breathing became rapid. Failure was only a matter of time.

"Young hero, why don't we just give up and go our separate ways? We have all misunderstood before. We have no intention of offending this fairy, we are just joking with her. We are willing to pay five hundred spirit stones and two medium-grade magic weapons.

As compensation, is it possible?"

The foundation-building monk's eyes wandered around and he said with a smile that he thought was amiable.

But his already hateful appearance makes him even more hideous and terrifying when he smiles.

Ye Guzhou didn't say a word, but his attacks became more intensive, never leaving his vital parts, forcing the foundation-building master to go all out, his consumption increased sharply, and he wanted to escape even more.

"My little ancestor, I hope you will let us go for the sake of our Dongmao Hehuan Pavilion, so as not to hurt the relationship between our sects."

Seeing that Ye Guzhou couldn't be moved by money, the evil cultivator of the foundation building moved out of his sect again, hoping to force the other party to let him go. Once he escaped from this disaster, he would definitely return to the sect and move troops to overthrow the sect in one fell swoop and make the men slaves.

Mining, the woman is left behind to collect replenishment for the dual cultivation furnace. As for the two boys and girls in front of them, the end will definitely be miserable, and there will be countless ways to torture them to death.

Ye Guzhou has been a human being for two generations and has a wealth of knowledge and experience. How can he be paralyzed by this beast. The world of cultivation is cruel and ruthless. Once the tiger is released, there will be endless troubles. Moreover, these three people are despicable and shameless people. If they treat Senior Sister Murong Xue like this, they will have to stop early.

How could he let go of someone who was destined to be killed so easily?

Divine consciousness covered the entire field. Murong Xue was also a monk who practiced hard and diligently. Although he could not win against the black male cultivator, he could protect himself. Ye Guzhou also relaxed and concentrated on fighting with his opponent.

With the extensive use of the whole body's strength, the strength increased more obviously, and soon exceeded the strength of eight cows and two tigers. The strength increased a lot, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred kilograms... Gradually, the strength increased to ten thousand kilograms.

One thousand nine hundred and ninety pounds, although the increase in strength has slowed down, it is still improving steadily.

One pound, two pounds...

"boom!"

A violent crashing sound erupted from Ye Guzhou's body, dull and strong. The bones all over his body crackled, and his body was taller. He was close to a slender height of 1.8 meters, and his body proportions were even more well-proportioned, making him look like a handsome young man.

.

The strength finally reached 12,000 kilograms, breaking through to the strength of nine cattle and two tigers, that is, the power of one elephant. The huge quantitative change caused a qualitative change. The strength not only increased by a little bit, but also became sharper. Both the penetrating power and the destructive power were doubled.

increased.

"Ho!"

Ye Guzhou exhaled loudly, and with a powerful momentum, he locked onto the foundation-building monk in front of him and punched him away.

"Crack!"

After a loud noise, the tall foundation-building monk's bones and tendons were broken, and his right arm opposite to Ye Guzhou's fist was even broken and exploded into powder. Blood mist was flying, and his body was knocked away like a defeated piece of leather.

He crashed deeply into the stone wall of the mountain in the distance. His eyes were full of disbelief. He widened his eyes unwillingly and exploded to death.

Murong Xue was also shocked. She didn't expect that the great monk in the foundation-building stage who she thought was extremely powerful would be beaten to death by Ye Guzhou with brute force. It seemed that he really deserved the name of the Barbarian Bull.

The master Qi Refining monk who was fighting against Murong Xue was even more frightened. He ignored the flying sword that was attacking him, turned around and held the weapon even though he was injured, and fled away.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

Ye Guzhou sneered contemptuously and shot out the Qinghong Flying Sword.

"Thunder Slash"

The first move of Dacheng's Xuantian Slash flashed across the sky like lightning. The thin black monk was instantly blown to pieces, and exploded into countless pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the ground.

Looking at Ye Guzhou, who was killing everyone like a god and demon, Murong Xue's eyes were filled with countless stars, and she felt that her mind was shaken and could not calm down for a long time. Ye Guzhou's slightly thin figure also became taller.

Ye Guzhou skillfully plundered the three people and got seven or eight storage bags. After a rough scan with his consciousness, he felt that he had gained a lot. It seemed that robbery was one of the fastest ways to make a fortune at any time and anywhere. He couldn't help but shake his head.

Yaran shook his head and smiled, then fired two fireballs, shooting at the bodies of the two foundation-building monks who were relatively intact. After a while, the two foundation-building masters were burned to ashes and completely disappeared from this world.

After destroying the corpses and removing traces of traces, Ye Guzhou walked gently to Murong Xue, who was a little dumbfounded and looked at him skillfully cleaning the battlefield, and asked softly:

"Senior Sister Murong, are your injuries okay?"

"Oh! Injury, injury is okay."

Murong Xue came to her senses after hearing Ye Guzhou's concerned greetings. She put her slender hands on the wound on her chest and pressed it gently. She had a look of pain on her face and frowned, but she held on and said.

But after all, Murong Xue is only a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. After this catastrophe, both her mind and body were severely damaged. It is very good that she can persist until now. Once her tense spirit relaxes, it will be difficult to hold on.

He closed his eyes and passed out.

Fortunately, Ye Guzhou had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he hugged the unconscious Murong Xue, then put one hand on Murong Xue's back, put the other hand through the crook of the leg, and gently hugged him horizontally.

Murong Xue's soft and elastic body was in her arms, and the fragrance of her virginity was rippling, which immediately made Ye Guzhou's heart flutter. He bit the tip of his tongue slightly, shook his head to calm down, and swept his consciousness towards the mountainside not far away.
Chapter completed!
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