My Super Estate

From the forest, a horror scene is being staged.

The pale bone claws were drawn from the chest, and a bright red heart was caught in his hand.

Open your mouth, swallow the blood from the heart bit by bit, and enjoy it all over your face.

Several men and women in Wanxianjiao clothing gathered together, as if plotting something.

Their skin was pale and bloodless, their eyes protruding, and they were covered in black robes.

This is because the martial arts of the Wanxian religion basically come from the holy corpse cave. The deeper the cultivation, the more the body looks like a zombie.

"Do you really see clearly?"

"Master, absolutely can't be wrong, that is the breath of Tianjingguo, don't you know my skills yet?"

"Okay, it’s really God who helped me. It won’t take long for me to break through and become an elder. At that time, if there is a chance, I may also be able to use the power of Tianjingguo to enter the fairyland, maybe I can also become A great magician."

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"It's just a little bit, as long as you give me a little more information, I will be able to soul Jindan."

Seeing that a month had passed, Wang Yang's spiritual spirits of faith were all cultivated into bronze god blood.

Looking at the tall tree in front of him, three colorful crystal-like fruits, Wang Yang's face finally burst into a bright smile.

"It was finally cultivated."

Looking at the surrounding area, mountain-like beast bones piled up, and Wang Yang's face was fearful again and again.

"Recklessness, the temptation of the ten thousand years of Tianjing fruit to the wild beast is really amazing, like this black scale tiger king, it was also absorbed."

In this month's time, found something extraordinary.

A black-scale tiger king approaching the Hundred Yuan Realm suddenly broke in. With Wang Yang's strength, he kept more than enough, attacked insufficiently, and was almost torn alive.

"Haha, this magic weapon is really extraordinary, otherwise, I will be in trouble this time."

With his right hand extended, a golden bell emerged from the palm of his hand.

Yes, this is precisely the use of Xiaoaojianghu World, the use of mixed gold bell jar to practice cost magic weapon.

This Admiralty, which incorporates the essence of the three magical skills of Hunyuan Gong, Star Absorption, and the Golden Bell Shield, not only has the extraordinary defensive ability of the Golden Bell hood, but also incorporates the powerful suppression ability of the Hunyuan Gong, which is the Star Absorption. The extremely strong ability of absorbing and refining is also not bad.

In the end, Wang Yang used the Admiralty to suppress and absorb the flesh and blood essence that devoured the Black Scale Tiger little by little, rebuilding and rebuilding the Admiralty.

"Haha, Wannian Tianjingguo, really Wannian Tianjingguo!!"

Wang Yang was still frightened by his powerful magic weapon, and from the other side of the valley, he suddenly broke into five people.

"who are you?"

Wang Yang looked coldly.

His mother, nurturing Tianjing fruit, but spent a lot of his own thoughts, a month of wild life, nearly thirty drops of bronze blood.

In other words, in order to cultivate these ten thousand-year-old celestial fruits, the spirit solution of the three gourds that Wang Yang obtained from Mrs. Wu, in addition to increasing his own spiritual power, basically has no big balance.

It took so much money, now that these bastards dare to come to rob Hu, is this not a stabbing knife in my heart?

"Haha, who are we?

Boy, these ten thousand-year-old celestial fruit, now belong to our brothers and sisters. Seeing that you are the first one to find out, I can give you a whole body.

Do it yourself!"

"You are the people of Wanxian religion?"

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of dangerous breath.

"Oh, the kid has a bit of eyesight, but this changes your destiny.

Without further ado, if you do not want to do it yourself, I will tear you alive!"

As a master of the Wanxian cult, Bone Hand has a longing for blood.

To be able to guarantee Wang Yang’s whole body at this time, in his view, this is already a great gift. Wang Yang even dared to be more verbose. Where else would he have such patience.

"Huh, I haven't asked for your trouble. You dare to come to me for trouble. I think you are living impatiently."

Wang Yang is not easy to bully, this time to enter the Gu She Dongtian, just to find the trouble of Wan Xianjiao, these guys even took the initiative to come to the door, Wang Yang or not to accept all the orders, is it not looking down on others?

"Haha, just because of this kid, I still want to trouble us, brothers, have you seen it?

People are looking for our troubles, what to do, can you bear it?Anyway, I can't bear it."

"Huh, brother, let me tear him up!"

"Okay, Brother Three, you go to activities, but don't be killed. If you die, your blood will change your taste."

"Brother, you can rest assured!"

The three younger brothers grinned, and there was a cold air in the whole body.

"Boy, Grandpa teaches you how to be a man."

The three younger brothers came forward and punched Wang Yang's chest directly with one punch.

Although the skills of Wanxianjiao can't be cultivated into a powerful battle body, after all, it comes from the holy corpse cave and originated from the zombie family.

A strong physical body is the foundation, and the three younger brothers are also confident. With the strength of their grand master level, even if they do not use the qi in their own bodies, just the physical body is enough to crush this ignorant kid.

"Huh, I'm more afraid of you than the body?"

Wang Yang sneered, the bronze light flashed, and the sun shone through the cracks in the woods, shining on his fist, shining with metallic light.

Facing the bone fist, it was also a punch.

"Hey, dare to fight with me!"

Seeing Wang Yang fighting in the same way, the three younger brothers smiled.

He has no reason not to laugh. The flesh is the strong point of their Wanxian religion. Master Wang Yang even dare to fight the flesh with himself. Isn't this looking down on himself?

"go to hell!"

The strong confidence made the three young masters very arrogant and put their fists hard, even when they intended to smash Wang Yang's fist with one punch.

"Oh, I bet this boy is going to be abandoned."

"Isn't this nonsense? The flesh of our Wanxian religion has always been known for being tyrannical. This kid, a little guru, dare to fight hard. This is not to be scrapped. Isn't he looking down on our Wanxian religion?"

"Brother Master, this is not good for Brother Three. It's a trivial matter to abolish the kid, but once injured, the blood will deteriorate.

Brother, can you talk about Brother Three, how can this be wasted!"

"Haha, yes, to talk about the three senior brothers, a good blood meal, it is so wasteful, what a pity!"

"Hey, Brother Wu still sees far, completely intact blood, blood is the purest, injured, it is really bad."

For a time, all the disciples of Wanxianjiao coaxed, and in their mouths, Wang Yang had been completely reduced to bloody food.

The elder brother sneered and said, "It's okay, bloody food, as long as the heart is pure blood, the other blood, if it is stained, it will be stained a little, as long as the three brothers have fun, it doesn't matter."

Laughing loudly here, Wang Yang's fist has long been stalemate with the fist of the three younger brothers.

For a time, it seemed as if no one could win.