Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

The young man's voice was as clear as jade, yet so convincing that people couldn't help but believe it.

Zhuge Qingchen was startled for a moment, then a smile broke out at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, just hold on for a few minutes and be careful. When I survive the thunder tribulation, I will fight side by side with you!"

"No need, I can deal with them, you just need to overcome the tribulation."

Song Ci shook his head, the sword in his hand flashing with cold light, unrivaled in coldness.

Zhuge Qingchen frowned slightly and didn't agree very much: "Don't be brave."

Mo Litian snorted coldly, with mockery in his eyes.

An ant in the foundation-building stage dares to speak so shamelessly. He is simply looking for death.

"Boom..."

Thunder exploded in my ears.

Song Ci raised his sword and stepped forward to meet Mo Litian's attack. His moves were fierce and murderous.

When Mo Litian saw that he was actually attacking him, his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Seeking death!"

The two figures collided with each other quickly, and in the midst of the flash of swords and shadows, spiritual energy flew freely.

Song Ci was flying in his snow clothes, holding a sharp sword in his hand, tapping his toes, and his body was as light as a ghost.

The sword slashed down, mixed with the cold breath, making the surrounding temperature drop a bit.

Mo Litian's eyelids twitched and he quickly dodged.

next moment.

"laugh--"

The sharp blade cut through the air, and the sound of splitting flesh and blood spread in all directions.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and a strong evil aura instantly filled the entire area.

Mo Litian groaned, a long wound had been cut on his chest, and bright red blood was flowing gurglingly.

He looked up and met those indifferent eyes.

Still wanting to say something, he opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be stuck and he couldn't say even a single word.

Song Ci pulled out his sword, and Mo Litian seemed to have lost his support and fell heavily to the ground, with bright red blood spurting out from his body.

Mo Litian died, a little unwillingly.

He was clearly at a higher level, so why did he lose so miserably?

Except for Baili You, everyone else was dumbfounded.

Defeating the Golden Core cultivator in the foundation-building realm is simply unbelievable.

One level of realm and one level of heaven. This is an insurmountable gap!

Zhuge Qingchen's pupils shrank, extremely shocked.

Although Song Ci was able to defeat Foundation Establishment Perfection not long after he started using Qi Refining, this was probably [-]% outrageous.

but……

Using the Foundation Establishment Realm to defeat the Golden Core Realm is as outrageous as [-]%. This is completely unreasonable!

Zhuge Qingchen took a deep breath to suppress the surging waves in his heart, trying to keep himself calm and concentrate on dealing with the thunder disaster.

On the other side, Black and White Shuangsha were completely confused.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"You can defeat the Golden Core cultivator at the Foundation Establishment level? How can you still win so easily?"

"Why were we being chased by the Golden Core stage when we were in the Foundation Establishment stage? Now that we are in the Golden Core stage, it won't be the other way around, and we will be chased and chopped down by someone in the Foundation Establishment stage, right?"

They looked at Song Ci with extremely complicated emotions.

Bailiyou stood behind Song Ci and hummed proudly.

Where is this?

Holding Ye Qing'er's Zuowang Sword in his hand, his strength is equivalent to that of a monster in the Transformation of God Realm. He can make two gestures to kill a group of golden elixirs. Isn't this like killing a chicken?

"That man's three-nine thunder tribulations are about to be over. After he is over, our situation will probably be even worse." Bai Sha suddenly reminded us.

Heisha quickly calmed down his emotions: "This is a tough challenge, there is no chance, retreat!"

As they spoke, Black Sha and White Sha had already retreated and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

Bailiyou looked at the two disciples Mo Litian who had just chased him and whistled, looking like he was gloating about his misfortune.

"Hey, your master is dead, where are you two?"

The two of them were so frightened that they trembled and kept retreating.

This man is so weird.

Mo Litian has fallen into the sand, and the black and white demons have also escaped. What else can they do?

Continuing to stay will only lead to death.

The two gritted their teeth and rushed into the dense forest, preparing to run away.

Song Ci raised his hand and waved a sword energy lightly, cutting off the path of the two of them.

"puff--"

Both of them spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell straight to the ground.

"Brother Mu...you..."

Seeing this, Baili You scratched the back of his head and stopped talking.

Blinking at the two corpses lying on the ground, he felt that Brother Mu's behavior was too cruel.

They are righteous people!

"Cut the weeds without eradicating the roots. The spring breeze blows and grows again. Their master was killed by me and the beam has been forged. Why don't you kill him while he is weak and keep him for the New Year?" Song Ci said calmly.

Bailiyou: "..."

It makes sense!

Song Ci walked to the two corpses, picked up the storage bag that fell to the ground, and examined it carefully.

Apart from about thirty spiritual stones and a bottle of healing medicine, there was nothing else inside, so it was extremely poor.

"How's it going? Do you have any treasures?" Bailiyou came closer.

"Rubbish."

Song Ci moved all the contents of the storage bag into his own pocket in disgust, and then said goodbye.

A wisp of flame appeared out of thin air and burned the two men to ashes.

Then, he walked towards Mo Litian's corpse.

Just as he was about to take off the storage bag hanging from the body, he suddenly felt spiritual energy fluctuations in the distance.

"Who is there? Come out!" Song Ci shouted coldly, alert.

Bailiyou immediately followed and looked.

A gust of strong wind blew by, and a gray figure gradually emerged. She walked slowly this way.

The woman in gray robe is petite and exquisite, with delicate features and pale complexion, showing a sickly appearance.

And behind her, followed a zombie with an ugly and terrifying shape, sunken eyes, and a green luster. It seemed that it might explode and hurt people at any time.

The woman pursed her lips tightly and bowed slightly to the two of them. The corner of her eye fell on Mo Litian's body on the ground, and her eyes dimmed.

"Who are you and what are your intentions?" Song Ci squinted, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The woman is at the seventh level of Qi Refining. On the other hand, the zombie is taller than her and has the strength of the fourth level of Foundation Building.

"I am Liu Ruyan. I was passing by this place and happened to see your friend passing through the calamity here, so I came here to pay my respects." The woman spoke softly, her voice was like the cry of an oriole, sweet and melodious.

"Looking up?"

Bailiyou sneered, his eyes lingering on the zombie behind the woman, "Are you sure?"

Liu Ruyan's face was panicked, and she quickly bowed and responded: "Yes, I really just came to watch the tribulation, and I have no ill intentions."

Song Ci stared at her quietly for a long time, not noticing anything unusual, and then raised his eyebrows: "In that case, please do as you please."

Hearing him relent, Liu Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded respectfully and thanked: "Thank you, sir."

Song Ci was noncommittal and looked at Baili You, knowing already.

Although there was no flaw in her words, she still had to be on guard.

After all, these wild cultivators are wary of others and have many intentions of harming others.

Song Ci squatted down, pulled off the storage bag from Mo Litian's waist, wiped off Mo Litian's consciousness attached to it, and opened it to take a look.

Among them, there are hundreds of spiritual stones, three bottles of healing elixirs, and many other miscellaneous things.

But the most precious thing is a book of secrets from ancient books.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows slightly.

This should be a good thing.

When he reached out with his hand, the ancient book secrets fell steadily into his palm.

The ancient book is called "Yin Yang Reincarnation Technique".

"Onmyoji Reincarnation Technique?"

Hearing Song Ci's murmur, Bailiyou quickly stepped forward and asked in confusion: "What kind of skill is this?"

"It should be a reincarnation technique. As long as the soul is immortal, you can be reborn."

"Rebirth?"

Bailiyou's eyes widened and he was astonished: "How can such a secret technique be mastered by a wild cultivator?"