Terran Guardian ~

By the time the last monk was slaughtered, the blood of the gods had already dyed the mountains and the earth red. Even the clear spring water had now turned into a **** water with a strong **** smell.

Shen Changqing lowered his mind and looked at his own panel.

After seeing the increase in the source point, he nodded in satisfaction.

This wave.

It's a lot of money.

The only thing that was a bit of a loss was that the hundreds of gods who were slaughtered were all affiliated to several clans, not from multiple races. As a result, there were only a few sources that could be obtained by oneself.

no way.

Any race can only retain the strongest source, that's all.

Even if one kills one hundred creatures of this clan, one can only get one source.

but.

Shen Changqing has no regrets.

The less the source, the less, but it doesn't hurt. The point is that the source has been given a lot.

Beili Wentian and other cultivators are worthy of being the arrogance of the Sifang clan. The source points given after the beheading are completely incomparable to those of the half-hearted sons of Ziyun.

Now.

The source points in his panel have changed from the original four source points to the next twenty-two source points.

In other words.

The arrogance of the Sifang clan gave him a total of 18 source points.

Then after beheading the Hundred Gods Realm on the field, the source point soared from twenty-two to thirty.

Thus.

Comparing the source points given by the Holy Son of Sifang, you can see the difference.

Shen Changqing was relieved.

After all, there are not many cultivators who can truly understand the law. It is not bad to be able to obtain the Eight Origin Points for hundreds of gods.

Thirty source points.

According to the maximization of utilization rate, he can already increase thirty rules for himself.

"The rest, only the Nanyang clan belongs to!"

The Nanyang Clan!

Nanyang Willow!

They are also the arrogances of the clan, and the opponent's strength is not much stronger than that of Beili Wentian and other arrogances.

He didn't appear now, and he suspected that the other party should be guarding the Chaos Stone Stele and the bearer.

and.

It is very likely that he has already succeeded.

but.

Shen Changqing is not worried either.

Even if the other party succeeds, those two things are also their own, the difference lies in the time sooner or later.

"It's time to talk to them now!"

He watched the mutilation of the corpses present, swept away his spiritual sense, and found all the remaining storage rings, and threw them into the cave together.

The fallen cultivators are the worst in the **** realm.

The storage rings left by such strong men, no matter how bad they are, are not far behind.

It's just a pity.

Not all storage rings can be completely preserved.

Some storage rings were directly shattered by powerful forces when they were fighting in front of them, and the resources stored in them were also wiped out by space forces along with the shattering of the space rings.

"Damn...how could he be here!"

Zi Yunfang was coughing up blood, and when he looked at the monk who was attacking him in front of him, there was only horror in his eyes.

Nanyang Willow!

The arrogance of the Nanyang clan!

He never imagined that the other party was not fighting for the treasure born of Ziguang, but instead was squatting here.

Originally, when the purple light was rushing towards the sky in front, Zi Yunfang deliberately did not go there, but moved away in a different direction.

Get behind.

Another treasure was born, so he couldn't help but come over to take a look.

On his mind.

There was Ziguang rushing into the sky before, and the arrogance of all races should have already gone there. Even if there is another treasure born, it is estimated that only ordinary monks will arrive.

But what Ziyunfang never expected was that Nanyang Liu would be guarding here.

When he first arrived, he was strongly attacked by the opponent.

Relying on the defensive Dao soldiers given to him by the Xuanfeng Peak Master, Zi Yunfang was able to barely resist one or two, but he was beaten and retreated, and there was no room for him to fight back.

Now.

There were already many mutilated corpses lying on the ground.

Those corpses are the cultivators of the **** realm from various clans.

Although the strength of these gods is good, in front of Tianjiao, it is still difficult to compete.

"Nanyang Liu, I have no intention of competing for the treasure, as long as you stop, I will leave immediately!"

It was another blow that was abruptly endured by the opponent, and Zi Yunfang had to open his mouth to soften it.

If you continue to fight, you will surely die.

Hear the words.

Nanyang Liu's face was indifferent, and he didn't mean to stop at all: "When you die, I will naturally stop!"

Now all clans are fighting for the right to belong to heaven and earth. If you can kill a foreign cultivator, the Nanyang clan will have a better chance of winning.

Moreover, Zi Yunfang's strength is not weak. Although he is not as good as the real Tianjiao, he is still strong in the same realm, and he is expected to prove the God King in the future.

These monks.

He naturally wanted to nip it in the bud.

"Boom!"

With another blow, the defensive Taoist soldier finally reached the limit, and it exploded directly in Zi Yunfang's horrified eyes.

Right now.

There was a message coming from somewhere, which made Nanyang Liu look startled.

"Get out of this world quickly!"

leave?

Why are you leaving?

He didn't understand that he had already killed many other clans in the divine realm, and there was no need to leave at all.

but.

The voice of the message, but Nanyang Liu could hear it, and it was from Emperor Yu of the Nanyang clan.

A family of emperors made a sound transmission to let him go, there must be something wrong.

so.

Looking at Zi Yunfang in front of him, Nanyang Liu once again slapped his palm and slapped the opponent out. Then he looked at the remaining Nanyang clan cultivators, and shouted sharply, "Emperor Yu has a life, all cultivators will evacuate from heaven and earth!"

Finished.

He was the first to show the true body of the Nanyang clan, turned into a feathered eagle, and flew towards the sky.

The feather eagle is extremely fast.

In less than a breath, he had already entered the position of the heaven and earth astral layer, and he was about to leave the scope of heaven and earth.

"Did you walk so close?"

A gentle voice came, and Nanyang Liu couldn't help but be startled.

Almost at the same time, a big hand rolled down from the sky, and it was too late when he wanted to react.

"Boom!"

Big hand bombarded down.

Nanyang Liu only felt a violent shock in his body, and his body fell directly from the sky.

below.

When Zi Yunfang was feeling secretly grateful for Nanyang Liu's sudden evacuation, he saw a feather eagle falling from the sky and smashed directly in front of him.

Earthquake.

The mountain collapsed.

A terrifying pit appeared directly on the ground, and the feathered eagle lay there, its wings were broken, its body cracked, and the blood of the gods gushed out of the wound like a river, and soon it converged into a lake.

"What happened!"

The sudden change caused Zi Yunfang's complexion to change dramatically.

It was hard for him to imagine that Nanyang Liu, who was so powerful just now, became what he is now in a blink of an eye.

It wasn't just Zi Yunfang who was shocked.

Even the surviving cultivators from other clans looked horrified at the moment, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they almost thought they were dazzled.

Suddenly.

A monk slowly fell from the sky and stood on the edge of the deep pit.

"Purple... Purple Cloud Saint!"

Zi Yunfang was shocked.

He never thought that the monk who came here would be Saint Ziyun, and the other party should be competing for other treasures.

and.

Even if it was Saint Ziyun who came, how could the other party beat Nanyang Liu like this all of a sudden.

for a while.

Zi Yunfang was a little messy.

He suddenly found that he really seemed to underestimate this holy son.

"Sage Ziyun, he is Saint Ziyun!"

"Why did Saint Ziyun come here—"

The remaining gods of other clans are also horrified at this moment.

Sage Ziyun has arrived.

That was the leader of the Ziyun clan this time. Although the opponent had no reputation, the scene before entering the world showed that his strength was not bad.

Until now.

Nanyang Liu was even more suspected of being severely injured in the opponent's hands. For a while, in front of their eyes, the Holy Son of the Ziyun Clan was filled with mysterious mist.

"Ziyun...Sage Ziyun, what do you want!"

Inside the deep pit, the 10,000-foot feather eagle incarnated by Nanyang Liu was lingering at the moment, and the tone of his speech was intermittent.

no way.

The power of that palm, combined with the impact of the fall, made his body almost collapse.

It can be said.

This palm also caused a serious injury to oneself. Unless one can obtain the treasures, there is no possibility of recovery within a hundred years.

Nanyang Liu never imagined that a holy son of the Ziyun clan, who did not show up in the mountains, could actually possess such terrifying strength.

suddenly.

He somewhat understood why Emperor Yu let him evacuate.

Most likely, it is because of this holy son of the Ziyun clan.

"My purpose is very simple, hand over the treasure you got." Shen Changqing put his hands behind him, looking at the arrogance of the Nanyang clan in front of him, his face indifferent.

Now, the carrying object and the Chaos Stele must have been taken away by the other party, but it is unknown where they are hidden.

Logically speaking.

A normal storage ring cannot collect objects and chaotic steles. Only a specific storage ring can collect such treasures.

but.

He couldn't guarantee 100% that the other party really put Dong XZ in the storage ring.

In fact, Nanyang Liu may have used other means to hide the two treasures.

In this case.

If he rashly kills the opponent, it may cause some changes to the two treasures. This is not what Shen Changqing really wants.

"Treasure...why should I give it to you?" Nanyang Liu sneered.

The voice just fell.

A gust of strong wind shot out, and the wings exploded directly. The severe pain caused him to instinctively let out a scream.

Shen Changqing looked indifferent: "I'm not discussing something with you, but ordering you. If you don't hand over what you got, then you will die!"

"You dare to kill me!" Nanyang Liu's pupils contracted violently due to the severe pain.

"Why not?"

Shen Changqing smiled, looking at the other party as if looking at a fool.

"Beili Wentian and the others, I killed them all, and I'm not bad for you. If you hand over the treasure, you still have a chance to survive. Otherwise, just die!"

Some words.

Directly, the only luck left in Nanyang Liu's heart disappeared.

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