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Chapter 438 Little Zombie’s Family Has a True Monarch (14) Second Watch

A four-year-old girl fights against 43 sects and eight cultivation families.

Such excitement has never been seen in the cultivation world since it was recorded.

No one dared to act rashly. Although this Yi Xichun is only four years old, she can challenge 43 sects and eight families. What can she do without real skills?
The air pressure on the Weishui River was tense, and the monks kept staring at the wooden house that had just been built by the river.

There was smoke from the kitchen, and I saw the four-year-old girl holding a pot bigger than her and filling the river with water.

Fished a fat whitebait from the river, cleaned it and threw it into the pot to make soup.

After a while, the Yuxiangzi pot overflowed.

Hou Yihong, who had been dozing off on the rock, moved his nose, the smell was delicious.

After scooping up a bowl and taking a sip, Yi Xichun's eyes lit up, it was really delicious.

Looking back, Yi Xichun was so aggrieved that the monkey swallowed the pot.

The monks who smelled the smell of fish were also a little hungry. The fish in the Weishui River was delicious, and it could be said to be the most famous fish in the whole cultivation world.

It is not easy to catch and salvage, this spirit silver fish is very cunning.

Why is it so easy to be caught by a little girl to make soup?Many monks eagerly took out their fishing rods to try.

Soon the whole river was splashing with waves.

Several spirit silver fish jumped out of the water, using their different colored pupils to despise the monks on the bank, and the river water turned into sharp arrows to attack the monks.

It made the monks very embarrassed.

They knew that the fish was still the same as before, coming out to play with them every day.

Hou Yihong looked at Yi Xichun who had an aggrieved face, feeling a little embarrassed, but luckily he couldn't tell with monkey hair all over his face.

He spit out the pot in Tunjin's belly, washed it in the river water, and put it on the stove with a spiritual silver fish.

Yi Xichun started cooking fish by the river again, and more and more monks gathered around.

They were all very curious why this spirit silver fish fell in love with this little girl, and automatically jumped into her pot.

A flying sword shot at Yi Xichun through the air, and when it was about to stab Yi Xichun's back, the whole flying sword ignited sparks.

There was red lightning flowing on the flying sword, and a monk whose whole body was cooked by electricity fell down from the flying sword in embarrassment.

And his flying sword ended its mission at this moment.

The entire flying sword turned into flying ash and fell to the ground.

Black smoke was coming out of the monk's mouth, and his face was full of horror and grief.

Yi Xichun didn't even look at the monk who had been cooked by electricity. Anyway, the captive who couldn't escape was really nothing to pay attention to.

This sneak attack Yi Xichun is a mid-level clone monk.

The first unlucky monk who dared to touch bad luck.

One after another monks by the river were smoked by the red lightning, and before they had time to attack Yi Xichun, they were captured by the formation buried by the river.

Within an hour, a group of captives were tied up with fairy ropes beside the small thatched hut by the river.

"Little girl, don't be too proud!" A monk in the early stage of transcending the tribulation was still able to maintain his consciousness and speak harsh words after being hit by red lightning.

"Oh." Yi Xichun was not afraid, picked up the sword of the monk who had crossed the robbery, flicked it lightly in front of his face, and a high-grade spiritual weapon broke into two halves with a "click".

Yi Xichun directly broke the saber that the monk crossed the catastrophe and confessed his master with blood, and the breath of the monk crossed the catastrophe declined.

The eyes of monk Dujie looking at Yi Xichun became even more frightened, what kind of female monster is this, how could he break his saber so easily.

A mouthful of old blood spewed out, and the monk Du Jie could only swallow any cruel words into his stomach.

This four-year-old girl is really terrifying. This time, their 43 sects are afraid that they will really fall into the hands of this girl and become a joke in the cultivation world.

A day later, a small mountain of captives was piled up next to the thatched hut that Yi Xichun had built.

The 43 sects, eight aristocratic families and some casual cultivators who thought they were very powerful were all thrown together by Yi Xichun like trash.

Their Taoist hearts were completely beaten by Yi Xichun.

How could there be such a monk in this world?How can you ignore the realm of cultivation.

Their practice for thousands of years seems to have become a joke.

Several Mahayana monks were tied aside alone, their faces were gray, and they looked at their broken spiritual weapon in despair.

These people didn't even touch someone's sleeve.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, hitting Yi Xichun on the top of his head, and Yi Xichun stretched his limbs lazily.

One after another golden lightning strikes on the bank of the Weishui River and around Yi Xichun.

Hundreds of lightning strikes were completed within ten breaths, and the entire river was filled with white mist.

The thunder and lightning shattered the array arranged by Yi Xichun, and three Sanxians appeared by the river.

Hmph, suppressing a high-ranking monk by relying on formations, you really think you are very powerful.It's just a Golden Core cultivator, no matter how good his fortune is, he can still be defeated in their hands.

They are not monks, they are immortals!

It is not comparable to monks who have not reached the fairyland, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

The three Sanxian walked towards the captives of various sects piled up into mountains, wanting to release them.

Under such dense thunder and lightning, it is impossible for the Jindan stage baby to still be alive.

"It's so comfortable, this thunder is not bad." A child's voice rang in the ears of the three casual cultivators, and Yi Xichun's figure flashed and stepped directly on the head of a cultivator who had crossed the tribulation.

There was also a trace of golden thunder and lightning wrapped around his hand.

From this point of view, the little girl who is at most one meter tall in front of her is a mortal without cultivation.

The three casual cultivators stopped, and they all looked at Yi Xichun in disbelief.

Nothing at all.

how can that be!

Even they can't guarantee that they will be unscathed under such dense lightning. This is the lightning collected by a fifth-order loose immortal when he crossed the tribulation.

"This thunder is not bad, do you have any more?" Yi Xichun tilted his head and smiled shyly at the three Sanxians.

The aura and fairy energy that was rich in the thunder and lightning just now entered Yi Xichun's body, filling her sea-like dantian with aura.

Flying directly from the golden elixir stage to the out-of-body stage, the more speed and shortcuts like this, the better.

God knows how much spiritual energy she needs to advance. It would be good to have spiritual stones without spiritual energy, but she doesn't have spiritual stones.

Neither Zhuang Wangyi nor Hou Yihong, who raised Yi Xichun, had such things as spirit stones.

One is a lifeless zombie, and the other is a monkey who stands at the peak of the cultivation world and looks down on all living beings without needing to practice. What does he need the spirit stone for?

Hearing Yi Xichun's words, the three Sanxian wished to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The captives who were stacked into mountains felt that the future was bleak, and I was afraid that these three loose immortals would also follow in their footsteps.

After half a stick of incense, Yi Xichun sat cutely on the beach, looking at the three immortals in front of her as if they were fools, who kept poking at her clothes with weapons.

The monks watching on the other side of the river had long been petrified, and what they saw shattered their three views.

That is a loose fairy, and what he is holding in his hand is a low-grade fairy weapon that surpasses the top-grade spiritual weapon.

How could it be impossible to break even a little girl's defense?

What is wrong with this world?Could this little girl be the reincarnation of an immortal from the upper world?Or maybe she was a fairy.

"I said, are you annoying! How long have you been poking it! Do you know that my patience is limited!"

(End of this chapter)