The heavens, start from one person

Chapter 67

Gravitational force peeled away the chaotic rocks, and the oncoming one was pierced by the spirit sword.

This startled the black-clothed monk, he tried his best to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it, the spirit sword scraped his shoulder blades, and thick blood flowed down.

"Ahhh!"

The black-clothed cultivator suffered pain, his face showed pain, and he couldn't help covering his shoulders. At this moment, the spirit sword flew and fell into Zhao Lizheng's hands.

"How dare you attack me, how brave you are!"

As Zhao Lizheng said, the black-clothed cultivator raised his head, his shoulder was still bleeding, the blood flowed continuously, it seemed that he was also seriously injured.

And although Zhao Lizheng also had some hang-ups, it was harmless and did not cause any actual damage to him at all.

"Hmph, so what? I am Huang Wensheng, a disciple of the Hengyue Sect. You are an unknown boy, do you dare to kill me? If you kill me, the sect will definitely not spare you. I am a core disciple!"

The black-clothed monk said confidently, although the Hengyue faction has declined, it is not something an unknown monk can easily handle.

More importantly, he is still a core disciple. If he dies, the sect will definitely track him down. He believes that Zhao Lizheng will be able to weigh it well.

But this kind of thing is nothing in Zhao Lizheng's eyes, and he hates others to threaten him the most in his life.

After saying this, Zhao Lizheng showed a smile that was not a smile, and he said: "Oh? What if I dare to kill you? So what?"

Zhao Lizheng showed a playful look, and the scene where the black-clothed monk went from being unsure at the beginning to shrinking his pupils and widening his eyes didn't take more than two moments.

"No, it's impossible, you don't dare!"

The black-clothed monk said sharply, and the next moment Zhao Lizheng cut off his head, his head flew up, and blood flowed all over the ground.

After doing all this, Zhao Lizheng did not relax. He looked in another direction and said, "This fellow Taoist, after watching for a long time, it's time to come out!"

Zhao Lizheng had already noticed that another person was following him, and he didn't make any cover-ups, just spoke directly.

"You really are not easy, it is not easy to be able to beat this spirit sword from under Fang Li's hand!"

A monk in blue walked out slowly. He had a dusty aura on his body. It was obvious that he was different from other monks.

As soon as he appeared, Zhao Lizheng became vigilant, his breath was so dusty, almost uncontaminated by the smoke and fire in the mortal world, I am afraid that the other party has already established a foundation, but he doesn't know what kind of fairy family method there is?
"What do you mean by that? Fang Li, who is it?"

Zhao Lizheng asked calmly, and the cultivator in Tsing Yi couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, why are you pretending to be stupid, did he rob you, and then you killed him, and you snatched his long sword, this man I know him, his name is Fang Li, and he always likes to plunder the resources of those monks whose cultivation level is lower than his. In the early years, he used the power of the spirit sword to let me suffer under his hands. Entering the foundation building stage earlier, and plundering the spirit sword in his hand, I never expected that you would be the first to get there!"

The cultivator in Tsing Yi said, his tone was full of nostalgia, but only Zhao Lizheng could understand this kind of behavior. He was not remembering, but showing off his force nakedly.

He has already entered the foundation building stage, while Zhao Lizheng is only in the Qi refining stage, and the purpose of telling his own cultivation is self-evident.

"Oh, so what? So what?"

Zhao Lizheng just let out a non-salty oh, and just this oh, angered the monk in green in front of him.

"Hmph, hand over the spirit sword, and I will spare you, or else...you should know that the only way to die is to fight against the Qi refining stage and the foundation building stage!"

The monk in Tsing Yi was no longer gentle and elegant, but said with a ferocious face, his dusty temperament was instantly destroyed, and instead he became a person full of desires.

"The foundation building period, is it amazing?"

Zhao Lizheng raised his eyelids and said disdainfully, which made the monk in green very angry. He raised his finger, and the fingertips rotated and flowed. Three flames rose up and danced happily.

"go with!"

As the monk in Tsing Yi said, the three flames gradually grew bigger and bigger as the path passed, forming a big fireball covering the sky and falling on the top of Zhao Lizheng's head.

Zhao Lizheng was fearless, he didn't dodge or dodge, and faced the fireball in front of him.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand qi, extensively cultivated ten thousand kalpas, and proved my supernatural powers, inside and outside the three realms, only Tao is the only one, with golden light shining on my body!"

Zhao Lizheng yelled loudly, like a thunderbolt, golden light surged all over his body, and he jumped out of three bursts of flame explosion.

"What? Gravity!"

The cultivator in Tsing Yi raised a stone out of thin air with one hand, and attacked Zhao Lizheng again.

He couldn't believe that, as a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Zhao Lizheng could easily resist him with the immortal technique he used.

This is really too incredible.

But now was not the time to hesitate, he immediately cast the gravity technique, made the rocks fly, and smashed towards Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng's pupils revealed a golden light, he stepped on the golden light, and his body also showed a phantom posture, constantly avoiding the stones.

"This is impossible!"

At this moment, the monk in Tsing Yi showed a dignified expression. He rarely saw such a difficult monk, and after two spells, he failed to succeed or take advantage of it. This was something he never thought of!
"Nothing is impossible, Wanxiang Tianyin!"

Zhao Lizheng opened his hand, and endless gravity surged from his palm, attracting the figure of the monk in Tsing Yi, which surprised the monk in Tsing Yi.

"Die!"

Zhao Lizheng didn't talk nonsense, he had an extra black chakra stick in his hand, and with one blow, it was inserted into the body of the monk in blue. At this moment, the spiritual power of the monk in blue was completely imprisoned, unable to move.

"This……"

The cultivator in Tsing Yi showed a look of astonishment, until he felt his spiritual power approaching Zhao Lizheng's body, he realized that something was wrong, and his eyes showed horror.

"You, what technique did you use to suck away my spiritual power? You are an evil cultivator, a devil cultivator!"

The cultivator in Tsing Yi pointed at Zhao Lizheng and shouted loudly, which made Zhao Lizheng amused, he laughed: "Hahaha, you are right, I am an evil cultivator, a demon cultivator, you are so right, your cultivation base , I took it!"

Let's talk about Zhao Lizheng, his aura is rising steadily, from No.12 floor to No.13 floor, from No.13 floor to No.14 floor, and No.15 floor.

His aura began to accumulate, and as the monk in blue gradually weakened, Zhao Lizheng's body let out a bang, and he entered the stage of foundation establishment.

"Evil...Xiu..."

The morale of the cultivator in Tsing Yi was as thin as silk, Zhao Lizheng nodded and said: "That's right, I'm an evil cultivator, die!"

With a thought in Zhao Lizheng's mind, the spirit sword leapt and slashed off the head of the monk in Tsing Yi!
(End of this chapter)