Because the Shinra realm can almost be regarded as a qualitative improvement, all aspects of the body's functions can be improved, and the speed of absorbing spiritual power will be faster.

If Chen Xuan can be promoted to the Shinra realm, he believes that his cultivation level can be greatly improved.

After a brief confrontation, the Demon Hunter and Yuchi Degong actually started scolding each other.

"You idiots are actually helping Chen Xuan. Believe it or not, our people will kill all of you idiots!"

Yuchi Degong was furious. If it weren't for these demon hunting thieves who blocked him, Chen Xuan would indeed be killed by him.

But it is a pity that all these demon hunting thieves have been dazzled by profits. Yuchi De Palace will not give them four million spirit stones. After all, as the elder of Qingyun Sect, Yuchi De Palace wants to get four million spirit stones.

It is very difficult for him to distribute all these spirit stones to his disciples... In fact, these spirit stones are also very difficult for Chen Xuan to obtain. One million spirit stones are not only the financial revenue of Tianlong City

, if he takes all these spirit stones for his own use, then the funds Chen Xuan wants to use to develop Tianlong City will be severely restricted.

"This is just a temporary measure on my part. I didn't expect these little demon hunting thieves to actually believe it."

A sneer appeared on Chen Xuan's face, but he hid it well afterwards.

Not to be outdone, the demon hunter thief, especially the man with a scarred face, immediately took off his shirt and cursed loudly at Yuchi Degong: "You old, immortal bastard, you actually dare to call me old, how can you

Will you give us four million spirit stones? You are the one who will be killed today!"

The scar-faced man roared loudly, and his body suddenly swelled several times. Like a wild bull, he began to violently charge towards Yuchide Palace.

Realizing that the scar-faced man possessed great power, Yuchi Degong did not confront him head-on. Instead, he waved his body, and then lightly tapped the air with his toes.

The sword blade in his hand was like a lotus pod, quickly slashing towards the scar-faced man's body.

There was a bang! The scar-faced man was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell out hard. It almost formed a straight line on the ground, and his face was covered with blood.

"Are you OK?

Brother!"

The boss of the demon hunting thief had a face full of panic. When he saw his second brother being knocked away by the opponent, a terrible murderous look suddenly appeared on his face, but he knew that his own strength was no match for the opponent.
Chapter completed!