"Everyone in the world thinks that the Ming King is just a debauchery prince who is greedy for pleasure and nostalgic for beauty, hehe..." Li Shentong's soul suddenly stopped.

"Hey, there are people besides me. It turns out that it is the prince's black-clothed assassin camp. Hehe, is the prince a waste also attracted to the people on the Tianji Jue List? Let me take a look first. As the daughter of the Soldier Saint, it is impossible for Chu Xiangyu to have no means to do it!"

A few souls sneaked into Lanting Mansion silently, "whispering" like mud cows entering the sea, silently and never came out again.

"There are masters in the mansion!" Li Shentong was secretly shocked. He was not sure how to deal with it. A figure suddenly appeared above Lanting Mansion, a young man with a gloomy face and a thin figure.

The man smiled and scared Li Shentong.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Meng Shentong. Have you heard my name?"

Li Shentong meets Meng Shentong!

Li Shentong was shocked when he heard this name, "You are Meng Shentong, the second-ranked genius evil cultivator in the "Tianji Cultivator List"? What are you here for?"

"What are you doing? Of course, it's for beauty. A hero is paired with a beauty. I think you are also here for beauty. Haha, the master of divination thoughts has also tested his strength. You can go in!" Meng Shentong reached out to grab the void, and a huge palm appeared in the air, grabbing Li Shentong's soul.

"Hey, it turns out that I also carried the soul-catching sword. Tsk tsk, I really don't have the ambition. Or you just snatch the body and soul away. You only snatch the soul and leave an empty body behind. What a cruel thing! I will keep this treasure for you first!" I took off his soul-catching sword and slapped him down with one palm.

"Hey, it's gone again. It's strange. What kind of magic weapon is it? Even I can't see through it. It seems that Xiao Xian has many top magic weapons. By the way, this sword is... Haha, it turns out that it is an errand from the Ming Prince's Mansion. The name is one word different from me. Just pretend to be Li Shentong and act with his power!"

After saying that, he turned into an invisible wind and flew away.

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"Xiao Yu'er, this capital city is indeed a hidden dragon and creeping tiger. Just after he had solved several souls in the manifestation realm, a master who divides the deification thoughts has flew over. It seems that all the monks in the world are about to move, just in time to sacrifice to my spear!"

"Ajiu, have you also practiced to the state of leaving the soul? No, it's not the transmission of the soul. What kind of Taoist art is this?" Chu Xiangyu asked.

"It is the divine soul that transmits the voice! Although the divine soul cannot be separated from the body, it can be transmitted directly to your soul. This is much more convenient than the divine soul that leaves the body." Yang Jiu explained.

"Under your aura, even I can't sense those invaders, and I can't help even if I want to help." Chu Xiangyu said.

"Haha, Xiao Yu'er, if the other party just sneaks in, then I'm not afraid no matter how strong it is. However, if it's physical body, it's up to you, and you have to rely on your peacock to open your tail and shoot it. You can cultivate your soul to the realm of divination as soon as possible. Hehe, I will have a way to make you a master of thunder tribulation! However, it's best for your peacock incarnation to be less contaminated with mortal blood." Yang Jiudao.

When Li Shentong's soul was knocked down, he sensed the blood spirit that made him very uncomfortable. The blood spirit essence condensed by this martial arts master carries a strong will. Even a master who divides the divine thoughts will feel uncomfortable as long as he has not survived the thunder tribulation, and his soul is like barbecuing in a stove.

"Good guy, it's not the Martial Saint, right? Unfortunately, my soul-catching sword was taken away. If the Martial Saint was guarding here, my soul could not shake the Martial Saint's blood and soul essence... Not good! Daxue Mountain! How is it possible?" Li Shentong screamed in horror. In his eyes, there was a snowy mountain in front of him, with cold wind rolling around, snowflakes falling, and the world was vast.

"This is...Cangyun Snow Mountain in Lanzhou. Who can actually visualize such a realistic illusion? The soul returns to the original world, and you will destroy it!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, a little monk dared to resist the gods and destroy them for me! Zha--" A god appeared on the snow mountain. He opened his mouth and shouted softly, and Li Shentong's soul dissipated. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get together.

"I'm so tired, forget it, just merge with this world. This is the great way!" As soon as the thought changed, the soul turned into ashes.

"Hehe, it is indeed convenient to kill the soul. If you are a master with a strong will and a strong Taoist and martial arts master, I will find it difficult to refine you in a hurry. Now it is a bargaining for my spear, devouring the soul and replenishing it!" Yang Jiu was secretly happy.

"It turned out to be Li Shentong from the Ming Palace. This Ming Prince is lustful and lustful. He dares to make Xiao Yu'er's idea. I will write down this account first! Unfortunately, a powerful soul ran away just now, but that soul is too strong. If Yi Xue Shen wants to take him down, it will probably take some trouble!"

The Snow God is the god transformed by Tian Chongpo. It is easy to kill the soul with a weak will, but for the soul with a firm will, you can only trap the other party and then slowly grind him to death.

No one came to disturb him in the next two nights. However, Wuhou sent someone to inquire twice, but Han Zhong was sent away.

Yang Jiu circulated his blood and energy, refined essence into qi, refined qi into spirit, and refines the spirit into emptiness. He tempered these medicines, refined the blood and energy of the body's meridians, closed his eyes and looked inward. The meridians on his body were crystal clear and bright, and the one hundred and eight major acupoints on it were even more brilliant. The eight extraordinary meridians were all connected, and even the skin on his body was replaced. The skin was crystal clear and smooth, and it felt like nephrite, and a pair of eyeballs shining brightly.

The gun in his hand turned out to be as white as snow!

Close your eyes and open your eyes for a moment. The divine light was completely restrained. The divine light in your eyes that made Chu Xiangyu secretly frightened when she looked at her disappeared.

"So amazing, I wonder what kind of freak you have turned into! How much medicine does that pill have?" Chu Xiangyu said.

"There are still 50% of them, haha, but now they are broken and scattered into 108 particles, distributed among the 108 major acupoints around me. In the future, all these acupoints will be thoroughly cultivated and the impurities in the bone marrow will be completely transformed into a holy body. At that time, within a hundred feet, monks at the level of thunder tribulation will be killed with one blow, unless they all have a peacock incarnation like you, and their souls can enter the incarnation in time." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

"Bang!" The wooden barrel exploded, and his naked body rushed out of it, feeling refreshed all over. Put on the white silk robe prepared for him by Chu Xiangyu, and suddenly felt a little tingling in her skin. It turned out that her new skin was as delicate as a newly peeled egg shell.

"A human body is like a house where the soul lives. The soul is the owner of the house, and the soul is the housekeeper, servant, gardener, etc., responsible for the maintenance and management of the house, and at the same time resisting external storms and robbers. Now my body has been completely transformed, which is equivalent to upgrading from a bungalow to a villa!" Yang Jiu thought to himself.

"Tsk tsk, your body is as delicate and tender as a newborn baby. Can you swing a gun when you go on stage tomorrow? Your body smells a fragrance. Have you entered the realm of Martial Saint? I have never heard of someone who has the phenomenon of you after entering the realm of Grandmaster." Chu Xiangyu asked.

"Haha, it's not that easy. The martial saint's blood and energy are refined into one, and can be merged with the spirit at any time. A spiritual energy soars into the sky above the head is like a sword unsheathed, showing its sharpness. How can it be so easy to refine? Do you think I am the madman Yang Huchen?" Yang Jiu said with a smile.

"Brother Huchen is the number one hero in the "Tianji Martial Arts List". You actually said he is a madman!"

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After resting for three hours, my body completely adapted and all kinds of discomfort disappeared.

"Tomorrow we will compete for the top martial arts scholar. Now that the Ming Dynasty and the Crown Prince intervene, there may be masters in the realm of the Martial Saint. The imperial court has accumulated over hundreds of years and countless treasures in heaven and earth. It is normal for a group of masters who have tempered it with medicine to cultivate a group of martial arts saints. However, if the state of mind is not enough, at most it is only a "half-saint". Why should I be afraid of them? The prince is fine. The guards in the palace are so strict that it is inconvenient to take action. King Li Shifei of Ming Dynasty dares to come to test me, so why don't he suffer a little first?" After thinking about it, he asked Chu Xiangyu if he could take the body of the two of them with the incarnation of a peacock.
Chapter completed!