MTL - Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes-Chapter 305 Tiannan Three Great Cultivators! (1/more, please subscribe, please
Chapter 305 Tiannan Three Great Cultivators! (1 update, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)
"He once gave me a storage bag. If Li Feiyu comes, I can open it before he shows up."
Just when a group of Nascent Soul monsters were terrified, Old Demon Yunlu spoke again, and at the same time turned his right hand, and a storage bag appeared in the palm of his hand.
As soon as the words came out, Dongmen Tu and the real person of Broken Soul, the Nascent Soul and old monsters, all paid attention.
A moment later, amidst the cries for help outside the Hall of Concealing the Moon, twenty or thirty Nascent Soul monsters appeared together.
All of them have an indomitable momentum, as if they came with the determination to fight to the death.
At the moment when I saw Li Feiyu, there was no unnecessary words. These twenty Nascent Soul monsters formed different formations in response, some of them summoned a sky demon, bursting out with billowing devil energy, and some condensed into a terrifying supernatural power. It exploded right away.
Feeling the powerful spiritual pressure that was not much inferior to Li Feiyu, the demonic disciple's crying and howling turned into cheers.
It seems that as long as the ancestors take action, everything will be fine.
"Poof!"
The invisible needle pierced through, penetrated the demon, and nailed it between the eyebrows of a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator. Blood seeped out, and the Nascent Soul was pulled out, ending his life on the spot.
The rest of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators, who were so frightened, dispersed and fled in all directions.
The rest of the dozen or so Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators were still as cold as ice, and they stood firm without fear.
Just like a gnat may shake a tree, or sacrifice a magic weapon, directly self-destruct, bursting out with terrifying power, or take a elixir such as Huishadan, forcefully improve the cultivation base, and hunker down, fearless of death!
Let's fight against the great enemy Li Feiyu together!
Li Feiyu squinted his eyes slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a black arc turned into divine thunder and fell, bombarding the world.
He didn't care too much about the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators in front of him, and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, waiting for the appearance of the Old Demon Acacia.
But even so, he still kills people step by step, ruthlessly.
"Boom!"
The pitch-black iron gauntlet exploded the body of a Nascent Soul in its early stages, half of the body was broken, and a large amount of blood splashed out.
"what!"
A Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator was contaminated by the Holy Flame of Shura, and was instantly engulfed, screaming.
Old Demon Yunlu, Dongmen Tu, Soul Broken Soul all changed their colors, and the monks shouting with high morale were also quiet as if their flags had died down.
They had already used all their strengths, but Li Feiyu was like a **** of killing. One person killed him, but no one could stop him half a step.
Even a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanying who has practiced for hundreds of years and experienced countless fights is still like a clay figurine, which will shatter when touched!
Just now in the Hall of Concealing the Moon, he was talking about Li Feiyu's strength, not as good as this, not as good as that Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, at this moment his heart was extremely flustered.
Only when they really face each other can they clearly feel how deep the gap between the strength gaps is!
Feeling the trembling looks of some guys around him, Old Devil Yunlu, who was about to say something just now, couldn't help but want to sneer, wanting to laugh at these frogs at the bottom of the well, who don't understand how powerful Li Feiyu is.
But soon, sadness came from my heart.
Now it seems that he can fight with Li Feiyu, but he can see clearly that the other party carefully looks at the vigilance around him from time to time, and understands in his heart...
Li Feiyu didn't use all his strength at all, most of his energy was actually guarding against the old devil Hehuan who hadn't appeared yet.
Old Devil Yunlu even wondered if Li Feiyu was fighting so lively with them now, might it not be because of their sharp formation and strength far superior to the twenty or so Nascent Soul cultivators before...
Instead, it simply showed general strength and seduced the old devil Hehuan to show up.
The cat catches the mouse?
He thought of some mundane stories, knowing that before the cat eats the mouse, it will keep playing with the mouse until it dies!
not good!
Old Devil Yunlu let out a cry in his heart, and quickly dodged to avoid leaving.
But it seemed that it was too late, just when he wanted to understand that Li Feiyu would kill all directions and strike ruthlessly...
Watching a Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him lose his body and spirit!
Just when he felt a great terror was about to come, a new powerful spiritual pressure appeared overwhelmingly, forcing it back abruptly!
A look of surprise appeared on the handsome face of Old Demon Yunlu, as did the rest of the people.
They all looked at...
On the other side of the sky, three figures appeared!
A big man in black robe, an old man with green hair, and a swordsman with his back.
Old Demon Yunlu, Dongmen Tu, Soul Broken Soul...everyone was ecstatic when they saw this scene, with smiles on their faces.
For more than a thousand years, there are only three great monks of the late Nascent Soul in the entire Tiannan Xiuxian world!
At this moment, it's all here!
This is the reason why He Huan Laomo has not shown up for a long time. He went to invite the other two big monks to come!
In the storage bag left by the Old Demon Acacia, this is what was left behind. In addition, there are some life-saving methods that they have not fully used!
Now it seems…
No longer needed!
Li Feiyu retracted the invisible needle, and he looked at the three Nascent Soul Late stage monks in the distance with a half-smile!
【Wei Wuya—Level: Late Nascent Soul…】
【Acacia Old Demon—Level: Nascent Soul Late Stage...】
【Master Zhiyang—Level: Late Nascent Soul…】
The three major cultivators of Tiannan came together, and the six sects of the Demon Dao revived, as if they saw a savior!
"Fellow Daoist Li stop."
The green-haired old man is intimidating, with black and green nails on his hands, he looks extremely creepy.
But at this moment, they are persuading with kind words.
His attitude is gentle, and he doesn't see any situation where he wants to be an enemy of Li Feiyu.
But everyone knows that this elder of the Huayimen of the Nine Kingdoms League is not a good person. He practices poisonous Taoism, and even an ordinary monk with a pair of fingernails will die.
"Fellow Daoist Li, now that you are going to fight a lot, it will only increase your grievances. You and I are both great monks. What we are pursuing is the way of transforming gods and ascending to the upper realm. Why stick to the little grievances of the past?"
The Taoist priest with a sword on his back, in fluttering white clothes, looks like a generation of sword immortals.
The Taishang Elder of the Taizhen Sect of the Righteous Dao League, Master Zhiyang, practiced the Meditation Art, and his words made people feel quiet and dissipated a bit of hostility.
Standing in the middle, the man in black robe with a somewhat hideous appearance is naturally the Old Demon Hehuan.
He didn't speak.
Because he invited the other two people here just to resolve the grievances.
Some words are more suitable to come from a third party.
"Chick!"
"Are you done?"
At this moment, Li Feiyu sneered, and looked at the three great cultivators in Tiannan in front of him: "The three of you came together, are you trying to overwhelm me? Make me give in? That's really a big mistake!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to make a move, then do it!"
"Today, whoever dares to stop me from killing all the monks of the six schools of magic in the Yue Kingdom, I will kill them along with them!"
(end of this chapter)
