leonardwarren Chapter 238 Strange Existence
Chapter 238 Strange Existence
"A billion??"
The monks in the Nascent Soul period had ugly faces. How much wealth did they accumulate for hundreds of thousands of years?
One billion spirit stones are needed in one breath, even if they are killed, they will not be able to gather so many spirit stones.
Is it really necessary to be a slave for 30 years?
"If I follow the senior, can the senior really help me break through the Soul Formation realm?"
In the early days of an old Nascent Soul, there was a look of expectation in his eyes.
"You can't, you don't have much use value anymore."
Xu Yang glanced at this Nascent Soul monk whose lifespan was shorter than Meng Ming, and vetoed it.
I want to support an early Nascent Soul monk to the Soul Formation Stage in just a few decades.
The spirit stone elixir consumed in it was far greater than the benefits he could bring to himself.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Seven hundred years ago, when I first entered the Nascent Soul stage, I thought it was not impossible to ascend to the Soul Formation stage."
"It turned out that seven hundred years have passed, a full seven hundred years."
"I haven't even reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul."
"My life is over, Brother Hu, take it!"
The old Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator let out a bleak laugh.
He yanked off the storage ring and threw it to a Nascent Soul monk not far away.
"Soul Formation is hopeless, what's the use of living for decades!"
The sum of all the spirit stones on his body does not exceed 400 million.
And his life expectancy is less than 50 years.
It's better to go to death as soon as possible than to treat others like a cow or a horse for the rest of your life!
An abnormal blush appeared on the face of this Nascent Soul monk.
His aura continued to rise, and his appearance reversed.
From an old man to a young man with black hair.
"Let me weigh your weight carefully!"
With a long howl, he burned all the remaining lifespan and restored himself to the peak state.
He sacrificed his natal magic treasure Yu Ruyi, and was about to wave it down towards Xu Yang.
"Why bother?"
Xu Yang's expression was calm, and his palms were clasped.
Divine Ability·Great Prison
The surrounding space solidified like air-dried cement, locking the Nascent Soul stage monk who dared to attack Xu Yang firmly in the air.
Compared with Luo Yuan's star imprisonment, it is even worse.
"Burn all the remaining decades of life, in exchange for three days of peak state, just to attack me?"
"remarkably brave."
"Since this is the case, I will give you a chance, a chance to change your life against the sky."
Xu Yang grabbed the collar of this Nascent Soul monk and ran wildly in the ruins.
Finally, it stopped in front of a pitch-black house.
It was the practice room that made Xu Yang feel creepy.
Xu Yang casually threw it in, and the stone door of the practice room closed immediately.
"What is this place?"
The monk at the Nascent Soul stage who was burning his life span looked around, and the surroundings were pitch black, even his spiritual eyes couldn't see through the darkness here.
He lifted his foot and was about to walk forward for a moment.
An invisible terrifying pressure descended, pressing firmly on his body like several mountains.
In just a split second, this Nascent Soul cultivator was crushed to the ground, unable to move.
The Nascent Soul stage monk was shocked, he crawled on the ground regardless of his face, and moved his body little by little towards the gate.
Even though the pressure of gravity is still there, it is much lighter than when walking.
Just as the Nascent Soul stage monk was crawling on the ground like a snail, a decaying breath of death enveloped the entire practice room.
A huge humanoid corpse appeared in the center of the practice room.
It looked down at the Nascent Soul monks crawling on the ground.
"Human race!"
An angry roar resounded through the ruins.
In the next second, the stone door of the practice room opened wide, and a cloud of blood sprayed out.
The Nascent Soul stage monk thrown in by Xu Yang has turned into a warm corpse at this moment.
It was thrown out of the practice room like a broken sack.
Xu Yang held back the horror in his heart and looked into the practice room.
A huge phantom flashed past, and the dark practice room door seemed to be connected to the entrance of an abyss.
"Human Race? What does this mean?"
Xu Yang stared at the practice room, constantly using identification techniques.
Want to find out what kind of existence the huge humanoid corpse Luo Yuan was talking about.
Still nothing.
"Do you have to go in to know the secrets in the practice room?"
Xu Yang recalled the word human race that was obviously full of anger just now.
Look at the corpse of a Nascent Soul monk on the ground like a broken sack.
Anyone who is stupid knows that there is definitely a big danger inside.
It is very likely that if a human monk enters it, he will be obliterated by the strange existence inside.
As for whether Xu Yang's guess is right or not, you will know after trying it once.
As for the corpse of the Nascent Soul monk on the ground, Xu Yang naturally wouldn't waste it.
For big bald, this is the best blood food.
At least ten years of penance can be saved for him.
Xu Yang returned to the group of Nascent Soul monks, his eyes swept over the faces of these Nascent Soul monks one by one.
"Who else thinks that Lingshi is more important than his own life?"
"Stand up."
"I can give you a chance, as long as you can afford it, it is possible to reach the sky in one step."
Xu Yang's eyes kept sweeping over these monks.
Now he can't wait for someone to jump out against him.
Then he can take it as a pathfinding stone and throw it into the practice room to find out.
"I am willing to follow the senior, and I also ask the senior to save my Shuitianmen!"
Two of the Nascent Soul stage monks knelt on the ground at the same time, unsuspectingly opened their sea of consciousness, declaring their complete surrender.
Shuitianmen is a sect that has only been passed down for more than two thousand years. It made a fortune by relying on a strange book.
Due to the extremely strict requirements for practicing strange books, the disciples of Shuitianmen are far less than one-tenth of other second-rate schools.
There were less than 30 newly recruited disciples last year.
In addition, decades ago, nearly half of the elders in the Gold Core stage of Shuitianmen were recruited and left the sect to pursue the demon cultivators.
As a result, all of them died outside Xiaozui city.
As a result, the combat power of the middle level of the Shuitianmen was seriously damaged, and the phenomenon of green and yellow has begun to appear.
According to the current speed of development, I am afraid it will not take a thousand years.
Shuitianmen will disappear in the long river of history and become a piece of history.
Right now, Xu Yang, whose strength is bottomless, has become their last straw.
"feasible."
Xu Yang cut his finger, and two drops of blood dripped out.
The blood essence changed in the air, forming two contracts, which fell into the foreheads of the head of Shuitianmen and the elder Taishang.
Two master-servant contracts surfaced in their sea of consciousness.
As long as they choose to accept, they will completely lose their freedom and become Xu Yang's servants.
The contract was successful.
Xu Yang felt the two extra soul imprints in the sea of consciousness.
As long as Xu Yang is willing, with a thought, these two Nascent Soul stage monks can die on the spot.