Chapter 224
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"Virtuous Draconic Force!"
Monk Jingren roared angrily. His body expanded and doubled in size out of thin air. His bronze skin shone with a golden radiance. His blood and Qi surged to the heavens. Explosions sounded like the roars of giant dragons and the trumpeting of divine elephants.
"Skanda Demon Subduing Pole!"
A copper rod soared into the sky like a raging dragon, causing a strong gust of wind to shake the heavens.
The Martial Sage's close combat strength was earth-shattering.
Under this aura, Huang Yanyan, who was standing beside the Marquis of Champion, turned pale. She instinctively wanted to dodge but was held back by the Marquis of Champion.
"So you are an expert from the Great Zen Temple. You are indeed extraordinary!"
The Marquis of Champion praised with a smile. He didn't loosen his grip on Huang Yanyan's hand. He raised a finger and pointed at the incoming copper rod.
"Boom!"
The tyrannical strength collided with each other and exploded with a deafening sound. The strong gust of wind caused the surrounding air to explode.
The copper rod flew out of Monk Jing Ren's hand and smashed into the city wall behind him, creating a huge hole!
"Good! You have great skills! "
After the weapon left his hand, Monk Jing Ren's body swayed. He took a step forward and regained his footing. Straightening his back, he stood in front of the Marquis of Champion and laughed loudly.
"Twenty years! Twenty years since the Great Zen Temple was destroyed! I, Monk Jing Ren, have also escaped for twenty years! In this life, I swear that I will never be able to coexist with Da Qian! Your cultivation is unfathomable. It is not wrong for me to die in your hands! Hahahaha! Again! "
Monk Jing Ren laughed loudly as he took a step forward and charged towards the Marquis of Champion.
His laughter was bleak and tragic, but also filled with heroism. It was like a hero who had reached the end of his road. His heroism was admirable and his fate was lamentable.
"Wait!"
Seeing that Monk Jing Ren was ready to die, the Marquis of Champion naturally couldn't continue the fight. What if he was crippled? What use would he be?
"Da Qian has nothing to do with me! Even if you want to kill that old fart Yang Pan, I won't stop you! "
The Marquis of Champion smiled at Monk Jing Ren and said something that could scare someone to death.
Who is Yang Pan? The current Emperor of Da Qian!
Calling him by his name and calling him an old fart. He even asked people to kill him!!!
The moment he said that, Monk Jingren immediately stopped.
Monk Jing Ren was ready to die because he couldn't resist the Marquis of Champion. He didn't want to die!
"You... Aren't you the Marquis of Da Qian? Why? "
Monk Jingren looked at the Champion Marquis in shock. He blinked his eyes in disbelief.
"I want to rebel. Do you want to follow me? "
Marquis of Champion Marquis of Champion Marquis of Da Qian of Champion Champion?
Monk Jing Ren was of Champion.. was of Champion!?!!!!!
Jing Ren and Huang Yanyan were not idiots. Since the Marquis Champion dared to say it, there was no other choice. If they didn't follow him, they would be slapped to death.
"!!!"!!! "
Ren!! Champion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You are a disgrace to the Great Zen Temple by following the demons of Wu Gui Sect. "
Speaking of this, the Marquis of Champion turned to Monk Jing Ren and said, "Monk, follow me!"
"Alright!"
Monk Jing Ren nodded heavily.
He had always wanted to rebel. However, he couldn't find a foundation and could only follow the demons of Wu Gui Sect. Now that the Marquis of Champion was a better choice, Monk Jing Ren knew what to do.
"Eh? Trying to run? "
At this moment, the Marquis of Champion turned his head to look at the city. Streams of sinister demonic aura rushed out from the city and soared into the sky.
Clearly, the demons of Wu Gui Sect had fled after seeing that Monk Jing Ren couldn't even withstand a single blow from the Marquis of Champion.
"Do you think you can escape?"
The Marquis of Champion sneered. His body emitted boundless radiance. His acupuncture points shone with the scenes of creation.
Taking a deep breath, the Marquis of Champion roared into the sky.
"Roar …"
A monstrous Qi and blood gushed out like a volcano erupting. A vast and mighty Yang Qi followed this roar and swept through the entire sky like a raging tide.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of explosions sounded in the sky. Like a balloon bursting, the black energy that soared into the sky was instantly destroyed and dissipated into the mighty Yang energy tide.
How could these Ghost Immortals who hadn't even passed the lightning tribulation withstand the roar of the Marquis of Champion?
"Ah …"
"Ah …"
Miserable screams rang out. The figures that soared into the sky had their divine souls scattered by the Marquis of Champion's roar.
With their divine souls scattered, the bodies in the sky lost their support and fell to the ground one by one.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The figures that fell from the sky smashed heavily on the ground. Falling from such a height would break even if they were made of iron! None of these cultivators of Wu Gui Sect would survive this!
"Human … Human Immortal?"
Monk Jing Ren looked at the Marquis of Champion in horror. The shock in his heart was like a raging tide.
This person … was only seventeen or eighteen years old? He was already a Human Immortal at such a young age? What kind of top-notch talent was this?!
"You … You …"
Huang Yanyan was also frightened by the Marquis of Champion's aura. She had mixed feelings towards this domineering young man who refused to let go of her.
"Oh yes, the one with the grey pouch on his back was the sect master of Wu Gui Sect right? That pouch was the Qiankun Pouch of Great Zen Temple? "
The Marquis of Champion ignored the shock of the two and turned to ask Monk Jing Ren.
"Yes … Yes!"
Monk Jing Ren regained his senses and pointed to the place where the sect master of Wu Gui Sect fell. He said to the Marquis of Champion, "That is the treasure of Great Zen Temple, the Qiankun Pouch."
"Very good!"
The Marquis of Champion smiled and nodded. He walked to the place where the sect master of Wu Gui Sect fell and reached out to take the grey pouch from his back.
"Eh? This is … "
Grabbing the pouch, the Marquis of Champion suddenly had a strange feeling. It was as though he wasn't grabbing a pouch, but a layer of … skin.
Taking a closer look, the Marquis of Champion gasped. "This is … the skin of a Human Immortal? The treasure of Great Zen Temple, the Qiankun Pouch, is actually made from the skin of a Human Immortal? "
He was also a Human Immortal, but … the Human Immortal's skin on the Qiankun Pouch was many times stronger than his own skin.
"There seems to be a higher level in the Human Immortal Realm!"
The Marquis of Champion calmed himself down and kept the Qiankun Pouch in his storage space.
It was a part of the resource warehouse. There was no setting that prevented other spatial items from being stored in the storage space.
The moment the Qiankun Pouch was kept, Li Yu received the news.
"Not bad! Not bad! "
Li Yu nodded his head approvingly. "There are many good things in the Qiankun Pouch! Marquis of Champion did well! "
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