Sheng Po and the others came up to ruin his good deeds, and quickly completed the foreplay, speeding up the condensation of gold sand. The golden river of sand above his head became longer and longer, and layers of sharpness were forced out, and there was a clanging sound of gold and stone collision.

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It is understandable that the fallen Dai family's golden elixir master did not learn the inheritance spell of the Dai family's small magical power. However, as the elder of the family, the ancestor of Rongjin has long been proficient in it.

For others, the forward swing that might have taken a long time to cast took less than a breath of time in his hands, and even several Golden Core monks from Wangyue City had no time to step forward to stop it.

Prompt.

"Yin, yin, yin, yin~"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa~"

There seemed to be a bucket sifting chaff in the sky, and countless grains of sand began to clatter. Golden clouds filled the sky, dispelling the dullness of the night, and a golden light shone on the earth.

"Fellow Taoist, stop it!"

"You must never cast spells in the city!"

"Be careful of the karma that will befall you if you go on such a killing spree..."

…

A group of Jindan monks in Wangyue City were anxious and shouted loudly, but Patriarch Rongjin had a cold face and remained unmoved.

I saw his clothes fluttering in the sky, and suddenly he waved his sleeves, and the golden rivers of sand in the sky spread out in all directions, like a heavy rain of gold and stone.

“Have a break, have a rest, have a rest~~~”

"Boom boom boom boom~~~"

The sky was covered with gold particles, and the golden elixir stage monks who had just rushed up were so busy that they ran away as fast as they came!

A monk in the late Jindan stage uses a small magical power to strike with all his strength. How powerful is this?

Referring to the small magical talisman "Fire Starts the Prairie" cast by Lin Shan from the Gongsun family in Shangdang County during the Song Dynasty.

The metal-type magical power of Patriarch Rongjin seems to be a group-wide attack spell, and it is cast in a place with a dense concentration of monks like Wangyue City. It is simply to achieve the goal by any means.

Compared with a promise of reward from the great masters of the Nascent Soul stage, this bit of infamy and enmity are nothing to mention!

What's more, I am killing a demon. In order to prevent it from causing greater casualties, it is only natural and reasonable. All accidental injuries are accidental!

Unlike the Fiery Prairie Talisman, which burns everything silently, this metal magical power was so domineering that it rolled directly in, destroying countless urban streets in the north of the city, and killing countless people who had no time to escape.

monk.

Houses collapsed, the ground sank into canals, and countless corpses were lying on the ground, bleeding and floating in the rafters.

The purple tentacle that was at the center of the magic spell became a key target of care and was riddled with bullets and screamed endlessly.

This sudden catastrophe not only confused several golden elixir monks in Wangyue City, but also all the monks in the city were stunned. Even Lin Shan, Black Skull Demon Lord and others who were far to the west of the city were dumbfounded.

Already.

"If I remember correctly, that purple tentacle seems to have been seen in the Bianliang camp..."

The Black Skeleton Demon Lord, whose entire body was illuminated by golden light, looked at the apocalyptic scene in the north of the city and said with some uncertainty.

Next to him, Lu Xiuming and a group of backbone members of the Lin Chamber of Commerce were all at a loss.

Lin Shan also took a breath of air at this time. He was even more sure than the Black Skeleton Demon Lord because he had the Lingbao Virtual Astrolabe to locate the people on Xiong Mountain, which was located at the purple tentacles in the north of the city.

And the old man with the golden hair and childish face in the late stage of Jindan, the prelude of the small magic power of the metal system in his hand is exactly the same as the real Jindan person of the Dai family who once ambushed. How can you not guess that the people in Xiongshan must have been given by the Dai family?

Captured.

But what he never expected was that the Dai family did not need at least ten days to react as the Black Skull Demon Lord analyzed, but they had already sent the golden elixir after only five days.

Later monk!

What made him even more unexpected was that the strange people who used curse magic powers in the East China Sea to curse the people on Xiong Mountain had grown to such an extent now.

It has only been less than thirty years, but it is already able to compete with late-stage Jindan monks. Is this a weird creature? Is it so outrageous?

Fortunately, I didn’t go after the people on Xiongshan Mountain!

Not to mention his frightened heart, in the center of the battlefield in the north of the city, Master Rongjin slowly withdrew his slightly trembling palm.

This time, he maintained his small magical power for half a cup of tea, just to destroy the monster like the purple tentacle. As for the Xiongshan people below, he naturally left a measure to avoid harming his life.

After a while, the smoke and dust cleared.

A gust of evening wind blew, and everything for several miles to the north of the city was reduced to dilapidated ruins. Countless shops and workshops collapsed on the ground, and among them were the unlucky monks who were molded of flesh and blood. The scene was horrific to watch.

After seeing the four Jindanqi real people in Wangyue City in the sky, their hearts were filled with chills.

An entire quarter of Nuo Da Wangyue Fairy City was directly destroyed by Patriarch Rongjin’s small magical power!

"Dai Changming! Look at the good things you have done!"

"I'm crazy, I'm crazy. So many industries have been destroyed. Our Wangyue City is not well protected. How can we compensate the losses of all parties..."

"With the death of such a person, who else will dare to come to Wangyue City to do business in the future, and the prosperous fairy city will decline..."

"The demons are dancing wildly, the golden elixir war is going on, and the reputation and brand of Wangyue City that have lasted for thousands of years will become infamous from today onwards..."

…

These Jindanqi real people are all going crazy!

Each one of them stared at the Rongjin Patriarch with red eyes, wanting to tear him into pieces.

But the old man with gray hair and childish face in the sky was calm and calm at this time, and responded to these people unhurriedly:

"I just saw that the tentacled demon was difficult to deal with and was afraid that it would cause trouble, so I had to take heavy action to get rid of it. It was helpless to hurt innocent people. If it escaped, it would definitely cause a massacre in the city. At that time

If the bloody storm gets worse, it will probably be even more serious than it is now..."

There seems to be nothing wrong with his explanation, but in fact, it cannot convince the Jindan Dao people in Mochizuki City at all, because although the purple tentacles are weird and difficult to deal with, as long as many Jindan join forces, they can always be suppressed slowly without the need to use them.

Small supernatural powers and spells are such big killers.

What's more, it's a group-wide attack magical power!

Why is this so?

However, Patriarch Rongjin looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He was shaken all over. The pressure of the late stage of the Jindan dissipated and he looked around coldly.

Without the release of Nascent Soul, the peak combat power will be in the late Golden Core stage. The ancestor of the Li family is dead, and two more of you have died due to internal fighting. What can these four Golden Core stage monks left in Wangyue City do to me?

What's more, the Dai family itself is a mining giant in the cultivation world. The family power is also not bad, and there is no need to fear a loose alliance of intrigues. This is also the confidence that the founder of Financial Finance dares to take action.

The atmosphere in the sky became anxious. The four Wangyue City elders were on the verge of death. They wanted to ask for an explanation but did not have the strength. However, if they just let it go, they would be laughed at by everyone.

After all, the north of the city was destroyed, but there were tens of thousands of monks in the south, east, and west of the city who had been staring at this place, watching everything happening at the scene.

If they allow the murderer to act so arrogantly, destroying and killing people wantonly in Wangyue City, and remain indifferent without even daring to say anything, then Wangyue City will lose all credibility in the future, and a large number of immortal cultivators will be disappointed and leave for a safer fairy city.

Having your signboard smashed is tantamount to cutting off people and money!

However, in the world of cultivation, the law of the jungle is strong, and the strong fist is the last word.

The Dai family itself is powerful, and there are no fewer Golden Core monks in the clan than them. What's more, there are domineering masters of the Golden Core late stage like Patriarch Rongjin. How can they dare to keep others?

At this embarrassing moment, the two parties were at war with each other, and their qi machines were locked on each other's guard. When they were about to break up, a familiar neighing sound echoed through the sky again.

"Chirp chirp~~~"

A purple tentacle with tatters and pus all over its body suddenly shot up from the ground, attacked with lightning speed, and slapped its tail on the Rongjin ancestor who was caught off guard!

"Snapped--"

"ah!--"

Ancestor Rongjin screamed in pain, and blood spilled into the sky.

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