Nine Gods

Chapter 1129 What is the Dark Feather Temple?
"Hmph, I don't know what is good and what is bad. I heard that Daoxuanzi, your cultivation has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"The deity will see how your cultivation is, and see the real chapter under your hands. Now you Xuanyuemen can't help it."

A middle-aged monk stepped forward and flew towards Daoxuanzi.

It is also a mid-term monk.

Looking at Daoxuanzi with disdain, he slowly sacrificed a top-notch ancient treasure in his hand.

Daoxuanzi couldn't avoid it when he saw it.

I could only bite the bullet and greet him.

The monks in the mid-term can only accept the move in the mid-term, if they let their three juniors resist.

Surely it will be lost in a moment.

"Shoot."

The top ancient treasure in the hands of the middle-aged monk turned into a weird monster.

He slammed into Daoxuanzi fiercely.

The air in the air was also taken with the doctor's violent sound.

The weird monster is about three feet in size.

On the top of the head is a single horn, which is extremely sharp.

The unicorn still has a green color, and it looks like it is poisonous.

"Sacrifice~"

When Daoxuanzi saw the monster attacking, his expression was serious.

The mid-term cultivator in front of him is stronger than himself.

And it is also a top-level ancient treasure.

Whether it's treasures or cultivation, I am a little worse than the mid-term monks in front of me.

A blue dagger was thrown out.

The dagger instantly turned into a giant sword ten feet long.

Ice-blue ice flashed on the giant sword.

After the giant sword was sacrificed.

Slashed fiercely at the monster.

The temperature in the air dropped sharply.

Within a radius of one hundred feet is completely a glacier.

The air condenses quickly.

A huge icy sword slashed towards the monster unicorn.

The ice cut is transparent, but it has the breath of freezing the world.

Lin Chen saw both of them attacking from below.

I secretly speculate in my heart.

Spiritual monks do not care about their cultivation resources and strength.

They are much stronger than the Divine Continent.

Although these two mid-term monks have only entered the mid-term.

And the borders are all stable.

But the strength is not much worse than those cultivators who were at the peak in the mid-term of the Shenzhou Continent.

And the treasures in the hands of both of them are top-level ancient treasures.

If it is in Shenzhou Continent.

Only late monks have it.

But in this mid-term cultivator, I saw two things.

The monk who was killed a few days ago.

It can also be seen from their storage bags and net worth.

Compared with the monks here, the monks in the Divine Continent are far behind.

Moreover, this place is only a corner of the spirit world.

Worst corner ever.

If you go to other places, you can't take advantage of it.

"click, click"

Two loud noises drew Lin Chen's eyes to the sky.

Bing Zhan and the horn of the monster collided fiercely.

After all, the monster unicorn is just an illusion of ancient treasures.

In Daoxuanzi's hand was a real attack.

Under Bing Zhan's attack, the monster roared, and a trace of blood appeared on the horn.

Not lightly injured.

With one blow, Daoxuanzi retreated more than ten zhang.

The dagger in his hand also changed back to its original form.

He looked solemnly at the monster and the middle-aged monk in front of him.

Although I took a lot of advantage in the first attack.

Also gained the upper hand.

But on one's own side, only one's own strength is the deepest.

On the other side there are big monks and more Nascent Soul Realm monks guarding them.

"Huh, it's really good, let's take another note from the deity."

The middle-aged monk was slightly angry when he saw that the monster transformed from his treasure was defeated by the opponent.

Quickly took back the monster and changed it back to its original shape.

With a move of consciousness, a golden treasure appeared in front of him.

"Feast."

The golden treasure skyrocketed rapidly.

In an instant, it turned into a garden wheel with the size of ten feet within a radius.

The garden wheel keeps spinning.

Every rotation carries a powerful breath of destruction.

"Hmph, how dare you be so rampant when you come to Xuanyue Gate."

"This seat will let you know what restraint is today."

A voice came through.

As soon as the voice fell, a white sword light shot straight at the middle-aged monk.

The speed was extremely fast, and he came in front of the middle-aged monk in an instant.

"Be careful, it's a psychic treasure."

Qianling was at the moment Lin Chen spoke.

He also found Lin Chen's breath.

In the early days of Nascent Soul, it's no wonder that only four of the five Nascent Soul cultivators appeared.

The other one is still practicing.

But he was just a monk in the early Yuanying period, so he didn't care about it.

But the moment the white sword light was cast.

It was discovered that this sword glow was cast by a psychic treasure.

It was too late to stop.

I only hope that the middle-term monks on my side can withstand this blow.

Just block the blow.

He can kill this early-stage cultivator in an instant.

Not for anything else.

Just the psychic treasure in the hands of this early monk is also a treasure that he must obtain.

He swayed, ready to shoot towards Lin Chen.

But a palpitating breath shot towards him.

This breath can only be possessed by the Holy Lord.

I was horrified.

Hurry up and stabilize your figure, not daring to move the slightest.

The moment he stabilized his figure.

This breath disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared at all.

If it weren't for his own big monk.

Be sure of the breath in the air and the senses of the years.

They all thought they were hallucinating.

"Ah~"

A scream.

The white sword glow pierced through a dark black shield.

It directly chilled the middle-term monk's chest.

Both Nascent Souls were killed in the body.

The whole body fell down sharply.

The other Nascent Soul Realm monks who followed were horrified.

I didn't expect a middle-term monk to be so lost.

Moreover, even the opponent didn't even see it.

"Humph!"

Qianling watched his companion Sun Luo fall down.

With a cold snort, he shook his body slightly.

Ready to shoot again.

Because when he stopped, the breath disappeared.

Looking at the other companions and monks, there is nothing unusual.

I really felt like I was hallucinating.

The person who killed the middle-term monks is below.

If you don't take action to kill Qi, the loss will be even greater, and it will be difficult to explain when you go back.

But as soon as he moved, the aura that made his heart palpitate reappeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Let him snort softly.

He didn't dare to move his body, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

I saw mid-term monks being killed by a white sword light.

Daoxuanzi was terrified in his heart.

A few days ago, Lin Chen said that he had killed nine Nascent Soul Realm monks.

He is still skeptical.

After all, such a thing is too unbelievable.

The voice that just spoke.

He naturally heard that it belonged to Lin Chen.

After Lin Chen finished speaking, a white sword glow killed the Nascent Soul in the middle stage.

The four Nascent Soul Realm monks of Xuanyue Sect were all surprised.

The Nascent Soul Realm monks in the Dark Feather Temple were also horrified.

Nascent Soul mid-stage monks can kill with one hit.

Those monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul will be killed if they are not careful.

I was worried.

All eyes looked towards Qianling, a great monk in the late Yuanying period.

I saw Qianling standing motionless in the air.

They are all extremely puzzled.

"If you dare to come to Xuanyue Gate, you really want to die."

"What do you think of the Dark Feather Temple?"

"A group of ants exist, and killing you all is like crushing an ant."

The sound just fell.

A white sword light rushed down and shot up again.

A monk in the early Yuanying period fell down again.

In front of the white sword light.

Nascent Soul Realm monks are like paper.

(End of this chapter)