Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 742: Raging Fury
At the Amu fighting arena, no one expected that they had just witnessed a battle in which a true immortal fell.

No one could have imagined that a true immortal would die so quietly and casually.

People were still discussing the name "Zhang Daya" in confusion, until someone was caught in the rain and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, this spiritual rain, this spiritual rain is extraordinary!"

This voice immediately turned on a whole new switch.

On the fighting stage, the young girl who was collecting the remains of wooden puppets in the rain was also startled. She suddenly jumped up, not caring about the wooden puppets on the ground. She jumped to the side of the stands and grabbed the middle-aged warrior who was standing blankly in the rain. She said in surprise, "Uncle, uncle, my power has increased! Oh, I, I, I... hurry up!"

"Hurry up and sit down to practice!" The middle-aged warrior responded to her words, stretched out his hand to press his niece, and without caring about the girl's reaction, he sat down cross-legged first.

Qi and blood rolled in his meridians like wolf smoke. The spiritual rain poured on him but did not wet his clothes. Instead, it was like drizzle seeping into dry sand and instantly blending into his limbs and meridians.

On this day, the spiritual rain after the death of Zhang Daya from the Divine Dao brought about the advancement of countless low-level cultivators in the world.

Those in the Qi Transformation Stage became the Qi Training Stage, those at the peak of the Internal Refining Stage broke through to the Xiantian Stage, and those at the Xiantian First Stage broke through to the Xiantian Second Stage.

Although it is impossible for cultivators above the second level of the innate realm or above the Qi training stage to break through so quickly, they have all made different progress.

In short, most people in Kyushu benefited, and the fortune of the human race rose again.

After all, in this world, the largest number of people are ordinary low-level cultivators, especially ordinary warriors below the innate level. Their number constitutes the foundation of all living beings.

Their skills have generally improved, which makes the human race seem as powerful as a raging fire and at its peak!

As the saying goes, when Yang is strong, Yin will inevitably decline. The skills of ordinary low-level cultivators have generally improved, which has brought stronger confidence to the people in the Yang world. Naturally, many sinister things in the world will become depressed and weak.

Even if it is impossible to completely eliminate the evil creatures, the living can overwhelm the evil, and the cycle will be a virtuous cycle, which is a kind of victory.

Under the spiritual rain, people gradually forgot the strangeness of the name Zhang Daya, and only cheers remained.

Only the top group of people, such as Fairy Biyun, who was a true fairy, were not affected by the spiritual rain. But at this moment, they looked up at the sky and said, "The shadow of the fairy island in the sky has solidified a little more. Now it is two parts virtual and eight parts real."

Recently, the Jiuzhou Xianwu Alliance has been rapidly forming. Immortal Yiqing is working with Fairy Biyun. At this time, Immortal Yiqing came over on his donkey and said, "Since it is already two-tenths virtual and eight-tenths real, it should no longer be called the Immortal Island Phantom!"

After saying this, Master Yiqing asked casually, "Daoyou Biyun, when this fairy island is completely solidified, do you want to go aboard?"

Fairy Biyun said slowly, "How about going to the island? What about not going to the island? Anyway, I am just following the arrangements of the leader."

Master Yiqing suddenly laughed and cursed in his heart: "You old fox."

Little did he know that Fairy Biyun was also cursing him in her heart: old fox!
Song Ciwan didn't know what the Jiuzhou Lingyu was like, and she had never seen the fairy island in the sky, but even without looking up, she could guess what the current condition of the fairy island was like.

She drove the Taixu Ruyi Boat, traveling through the cracks in space, and in an instant she left Jiuzhou and came to an extremely strange little world!
This small world has a rather eerie atmosphere. There are almost no normal people in it, only some strange creatures.

The donkey's body was like a human standing up, but it had a chicken's head on top. The floating shadow had a pair of big eyes that shone like lanterns. A child with a pumpkin head was running on the street, and suddenly he took off his own head and kicked it while shouting: "The pumpkin is strong, and the head is crisp. It smells delicious when fried. It smells delicious when fried... Hehehe!"

The pumpkin heads made bang bang bang noises all over the street, sometimes exploding all over the street.

The shadows on the street were busy setting up stalls, not affected by the naughty children at all. Strange figures shuttled back and forth here, and at that time, the Angry Immortal was sitting in the middle of such a strange street, holding three incense sticks in his hands, using these incense sticks as a medium to continue to worship the White Lotus Mother!

The strange figures that were moving around ignored the angry immortal on the street. A child's pumpkin head hit him, and instantly penetrated his figure, shot past him, and kicked across the street.

It is really hard to imagine how Nuxian found such a place.

In such a strange place, if Song Ciwan had not been guided by the cause and effect of the reincarnation fire and piloted the Taixu Ruyi Boat to travel through space in an instant, it would have been impossible to find him.

Song Ci Wan came rushing over, and the angry immortal dropped the incense stick in his hand and ran away.

The incense stick flew out, and Song Ciwan instantly copied it into the scale of heaven and earth. He raised his hand and in a flash, a wisp of samsara fire popped out -

Her speed was too fast, and the weak and old Nuxian had no room to resist. He could only shout out in an instant: "Fairy Song, please show mercy, I am willing to surrender..."

What to recruit?
Who asked you to recruit something?

The villain dies because he talks too much, and the same is true for the heroes!
In short, no matter whether it is the righteous path, the evil path, the demon path, or the devil path... no matter what path you are on, at the moment of life and death, it is best not to talk nonsense.

Since we are mortal enemies, just kill him completely.

[Human desires, the fear, anger, and bitter hatred of a True Immortal in the Refining Void Stage who has weakened and fallen into the devil, six catties and seven ounces, can be traded.]

[Human desires, anger, hatred, and rage of a weakened and demonic True Immortal in the Refining Void Stage, five catties and three ounces, can be traded.]

[Human desire, anger, anger, anger of a True Immortal in the Refining Void Stage who is weakened and possessed by demons, 4.8 catties, can be traded.]

【Human desire...】

At the same time, surging human desires with endless anger rushed towards Song Ciwan like a volcanic eruption.

As expected of the Angry Immortal, his rage was exceptionally full and violent.

But anger cannot stop the burning of the fire of reincarnation karma. In other words, the angrier the angry immortal is, the more vigorously the fire of reincarnation karma burns.

Originally, the Angry Immortal used anger as his foundation. The angrier he was, the deeper his accumulated cards were, and the stronger his accumulated attack power was.

This anger is not just anger, but also a famous skill of the Angry Immortal, called Rage Flame Burning the Sky.

It’s a pity that no matter how powerful and violent the rage is, it has become food for the fire of reincarnation at this moment.

With the karmic fire inflicted upon them, the White Lotus Mother could not escape, and the Angry Immortal naturally could not escape either.

Even the Angry Immortal in his prime could not be a match for Song Ciwan, let alone an Angry Immortal who was extremely weak at this moment?

The karmic fire burned more and more vigorously, and the angry immortal, who maintained the posture of running away, seemed to have turned into an angry sculpture on this strange street full of weird things.