I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

Chapter 297 Qin Jiuzhou's Congratulatory Gift!

run?
Do they have to sacrifice other people's lives to escape?

Rivers do not have this habit.

As for those damned Golden Crow Clan high-level half-saints and Blood Clan mid-level half-saints, to be honest, Jiang He wasn't that afraid!
His current physical strength has reached 43000 dragon power, a huge improvement compared to the battle at the "Wanqu River".

The physical body's base strength is multiplied by 10 in the [Heaven and Earth Form] + [Three Heads and Six Arms] form!
The Law of Force: Force amplitude 1.3 times!
The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique has an amplitude of 1.5 times!

With the addition of the Great Sage Fist, Jiang He's maximum explosive power can even reach 1700 million Dragon Power!

What does 1700 million dragon power mean?
Jiang He could easily kill an ordinary early-stage Half-Saint like the Crimson Blood Lord with a single slap!

Therefore, while the fact that Jiang He instantly killed the Crimson Blood Lord was partly due to the Crimson Blood Lord's carelessness and close proximity, even if the Crimson Blood Lord had been prepared and given the space to use the Holy Art Burning Secret Technique, he wouldn't have lasted more than two moves against Jiang He.

Seeing that Jiang He's attitude was firm, the man in blue stopped trying to persuade him and immediately said, "My name is Lin Feng, and I am Chen Ze's senior brother. You should address Chen Ze as your brother, so there is no need to call me senior."

Jiang He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Brother Lin."

He could sense Lin Feng's condition. Despite being seriously injured, he was determined to send him, someone he had only just met, out of the Holy King's Mansion, all for the sake of his master Chen Wangting's persistence and ideals... Such a person is worthy of respect.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Since you don't want to leave, then stay in this hall for now... At least here, those two from the Golden Crow Clan and the Blood Clan won't dare to break in."

He sat cross-legged on the ground, placed his sword across his lap, concealing his sword intent, and said, "As for that Silver Gu Half-Saint of the Gu Clan, I'll take care of him for you!"

…………

at the same time.

High above the ground within the territory of Beishan County.

Wow!
A huge, dark cloud, covering hundreds of acres, flew across the sky and sped toward Kunlun Ruins.

Above the dark clouds.

Xu Rulai looked anxious, constantly turning back to look behind him, urging, "Sister... my Feifei sister, hurry up, hurry up, that guy is about to catch up!"

Behind the dark clouds, a silver light followed closely.

Within the silver light was a middle-aged man with a sinister expression. His face resembled a human's, but his cheeks gave off a very strange feeling, with a pointed chin and an eerie gleam in his pupils.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that the silver light surrounding it is not a manifestation of holy light, but rather a dense mass of silver Gu, some as large as a fist, others only the size of a fly.

"You can't escape!"

He let out a chilling laugh, transmitted his holy thoughts, formed hand seals, and uttered a string of complex, ancient, and peculiar incantations. Then, he pointed forward with his right hand, and a large number of silver Gu worms transformed into a silver streak and rushed forward.

Above the dark clouds.

Xu Rulai's side.

The half-saint of the ghost clan, dressed in red, turned around and glanced back. With a flick of her red sleeves, she unleashed a burst of power that shattered the "silver ribbon." She chuckled and said, "Don't you usually call me Feifei? Why are you calling me 'sister' today?"

Xu Rulai had no time to care about any of that.

He's a monk.

When you're out and about, staying alive is naturally the most important thing.

Calling someone "sister" won't make you lose any weight.

So Xu Rulai pleaded again, "Sister, my dear sister, I know your speed is unparalleled... Hurry up, let's go even faster, let's get to Tianmen Pass as soon as possible and shake off that bastard. That guy's Gu technique is too strange. If it weren't for your help, my soul would have been stolen away."

"Grrrrrr!"

"You little monk, you always say you haven't rested well when your sister tells you to hurry up. Why are you telling your sister to get up today?"

The woman in red covered her mouth and giggled.

Seeing Xu Rulai blush, she changed her tone and said, "Alright, alright, I understand... Don't worry, although I have just recovered to the high-level half-saint, I am enough to protect you."

"I deliberately flew so slowly and deliberately took a hit from that half-saint of the witch clan, all to lure the enemy deep into the Kunlun Ruins and kill him there."

This red-clad female ghost was once suppressed by a high-ranking Buddhist monk. Before Xu Rulai came to Tianmen Pass, a Buddhist master had "enlightened" him, telling him that after arriving at Tianmen Pass, he must visit that "dilapidated temple" once, saying that the things in the temple were destined for him.

He originally thought that the opportunity mentioned by the Buddhist "master" might be a treasure left behind by a high-ranking Buddhist monk.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be a "female ghost".

At that time, the red-clothed female ghost was seriously injured and had just awakened from her slumber. Her cultivation level was only at the "Celestial Realm" level, while Xu Rulai was only at the Grandmaster level.

When Jiang He, Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi left the dilapidated temple, Xu Rulai was still able to barely fight off the female ghost by relying on some Buddhist artifacts inside the temple.

However, most of those "Buddhist artifacts" were severely damaged, and later they exploded, leaving him no choice but to "feed the ghosts with his own body."

This explains why Xu Rulai later became possessed by a female ghost and became extremely thin and emaciated.

Upon hearing the female ghost's plan to "lure the enemy deep into our territory," Xu Rulai hurriedly said, "Sister, with such a large force, if we venture deep into Kunlun Ruins, won't Minister Qin and the others notice us?"

"What if they come after you then?"

The female ghost smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've already met Qin Jiuzhou... This ruler of the Great Xia is quite a capable ruler; he doesn't seem to mind me, a member of the ghost race... Ah!"

Suddenly, the female ghost screamed.

The sound sent a chill down Xu Rulai's spine, and he quickly said, "Sister, what are you doing?"

The female ghost said, "Pretend to be injured... otherwise, once we reach Kunlun Ruins, how dare that half-saint of the Witch Clan chase after us?"

After passing through Beishan County, Kunlun Ruins came into view.

Upon seeing Kunlun Ruins, the Silver Gu Half-Saint was reminded of the holy city deep within Kunlun Ruins, a city renowned throughout the myriad realms. He initially intended to stop, but seeing that his Gu worms had already "severely injured" the Ghost Clan expert ahead, a hint of greed flashed in his eyes!
"That Ghost Clan Half-Saint seems to have just entered the high level, and his cultivation and strength are not as good as mine... Moreover, the Ghost Clan is formed from Yin spirits, and my Witch Clan is good at mental and soul attacks!"

"Now that she's injured, taking her down shouldn't be too difficult!"

"A high-level half-saint of the Ghost Clan is definitely a great tonic... If I refine her, my strength might be able to take another leap forward and touch the true 'Saintly Path'!"

Licking his lips, the Silver Gu Half-Saint immediately activated the "silver light" around his body and chased after it.

at the same time.

About 3000 li from Beishan County into Kunlun Ruins, there is a cold pool.

The surrounding environment of this cold pool is elegant, but the only flaw is that there is a huge pit in the ground next to the pool, and the ground around the pit is cracked with spider web-like fissures... It looks as if someone punched it.

At this moment, a palace has appeared beside the cold pool.

The palace was about three zhang high and several tens of meters long and wide, with a faint glow emanating from it.

The Burial Lion stood at the palace gate and shouted, "Hurry up... fill it in and restore this place to its original state! Who the hell is so inconsiderate as to smash all these beautiful flowers and plants?"

A small demon in human form ran up and said, "Your Majesty, I know... it was a human. He had three heads and six arms, and he smashed the old king to death with one punch!"

Several little demons live in this cold pool.

Now it has been enslaved by the "Burial Lion".

In addition, there was also the disciple of the Burial Lion, who lived in the Cold Pool.

He is a fire ape. In the words of the Burial Sky Lion, he needs to "mix water and fire" to go further. Living in the Cold Pool is beneficial to his cultivation, so he specially chose this place.

In reality, what Tianmen Pass needs now is a pair of eyes.

At least when a powerful individual enters Kunlun Ruins, Tianmen Pass will know immediately. "Three heads and six arms?"

Zangtian Lion's lips twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "So it was that bastard Jiang He who did it... Hmm?"

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked up sharply into the distance, exclaiming in surprise, "Two half-saints? And two high-level half-saints at that!"

brush!
Almost immediately, the Burial Sky Lion grabbed the Fire Ape and darted into the temple. Then, it activated the temple, turning it into a pebble that rolled into the grass.

This temple was forged during his prime.

Back then, the "Burial Lion" was a demon king of the Great Xia Dynasty, with a cultivation level of mid-stage Saint Realm... Now he has recovered to mid-stage Half-Saint Realm, and can unleash some of the power of the Holy Temple, enough to conceal his aura and deceive the perception of other experts.

However, even though he was hiding inside, he could clearly sense the situation outside.

"Ok?"

"A high-ranking half-saint of the ghost race... with a little monk?"

"And there's another one who's a high-ranking demigod from the Witch Clan?"

Inside the temple.

The Burial Lion's eyes flickered, and he thought for a moment, "With my strength, dealing with a high-level half-saint should not be a problem, but facing two high-level half-saints... that will be a bit difficult!"

"Just tell Qin Jiuzhou."

Since he had arranged for the Burial Sky Lion to be used as an eye here, he naturally had a way to contact Qin Jiuzhou.

Taking out a communication jade talisman, the Burial Sky Lion sent a holy thought into it.

Inside Tianmen Pass.

Inside the Trial Tower.

"grass!"

Qin Jiuzhou's vision went black as he was once again punched away by Jiang He.

"Damn!"

"That bastard, when I get back this time, I'm going to give him a good beating... I remember when he challenged the Trial Tower, he was only at the Body Refinement Mountain and Sea Realm. How could someone at the Mountain and Sea Realm be so strong?"

Qin Jiuzhou had lost count of how many times he had challenged the Trial Tower.

At first, he still held the idea of ​​"tempering" himself.

But now...

Screw the training!

Is being abused on one side considered a form of training?
"Ok?"

Just then, Qin Jiuzhou flipped his hand and took out a jade talisman.

After sensing it for a moment, Qin Jiuzhou's expression changed slightly, and he said, "A Ghost Clan Half-Saint? That female ghost has recovered to a high-level Half-Saint? It seems that she was not simple when she was at her peak."

"But isn't Xu Rulai a Buddhist disciple?"

"Why is it always ghosts and troublemakers again?"

Thinking about it.

Qin Jiuzhou's divine will had already reached the ears of many half-saints within Tianmen Pass, saying, "Seniors, follow me out of the city to meet the enemy!"

…………

Holy King City in the Eastern Region, Holy King's Palace.

With the arrival of February 15th, Chen Zesheng's "800th birthday" celebration has finally begun.

On this day, the entire Holy King's Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a very festive atmosphere.

Powerful figures from various counties, kingdoms, and sects in the Eastern Region flocked to the Holy King's Mansion to offer congratulatory gifts to the Holy Son, with all sorts of precious treasures piling up like mountains.

Today, Chen Zeshengzi was dressed in a brocade robe, chatting and laughing with the powerful figures from various counties and major forces, his smile as warm as a spring breeze.

Saintly thought echoed in Jiang He's mind, and he said fiercely, "These two beasts... most of the income of my Saint King's Mansion every year ends up in their pockets, and most of these treasures will be taken by them!"

Forehead!
Jiang He glanced at the Golden Crow Half-Saint and the Blood Clan Half-Saint who were in charge of receiving guests, and replied with a smile, "Brother Chen, don't panic. I'll make them spit out double the amount they ate."

Chen Ze harbored deep resentment.

Things were fine when his father, Chen Wangting, was alive.

These alien demigods didn't dare to go too far... but after Chen Wangting left, there was no news of him for more than 20 years, and these three beasts became even more unruly.

"The so-called 800th birthday celebration was just a rumor they spread to the outside world; they orchestrated it all themselves."

"Otherwise, why would a dignified sword cultivator like myself hold a [Sword Dao Tournament]?"

"........."

Jiang He then remembered that Chen Ze was a "sword cultivator".

The two were talking over here.

On the other side, the high-level half-saint of the Golden Crow Clan and the mid-level half-saint of the Blood Clan were also exchanging glances in secret. Their eyes kept wandering over Jiang He. The Blood Clan half-saint said, "Silver Gu has not returned. Has something gone wrong?"

The Golden Crow Clan Half-Saint said, "There's no need to worry. No Saint-level beings have been seen in the Eastern Region for decades. With Silver Gu's current strength, who can stop him without the intervention of a Saint-level being?"

"Unless there is a master who can restrain the Silver Gu, and several half-saints join forces... most of the half-saints in our Eastern Region are in the Holy King's Mansion, where are there so many strong people left?"

The vampire demigod said, "I know this principle... but I still feel uneasy."

The Golden Crow Clan Half-Saint laughed and said, "You just don't like that monster from Great Xia and want to kill him as soon as possible, right?"

"What's so difficult about killing him?"

"However, now that only you, me, and Yin Gu remain as overseers in the Eastern Region, we cannot be too conspicuous... After all, many experts have emerged in the Eastern Region over the past thousand years, so please wait a moment."

"Perhaps the Silver Gu has already captured that Ghost Clan Half-Saint and is looking for a place to refine him... When he returns, there may be hope of him stepping into the true Saint Realm."

"At that time, we will no longer need to hide. We will be able to decide whether to kill or exploit the geniuses of Great Xia."

Just then, someone outside suddenly shouted—

"The Great Xia Qin Nine Provinces have come to offer congratulatory gifts to His Highness the Holy Son: a pair of precious jades, a set of mid-grade holy weapons, and three sets of low-grade holy weapons!"

Upon hearing this, the entire Holy King's Palace fell silent.

All the powerful figures who came to offer congratulations changed color, and the Prince of Beishan County even had red eyes: "As expected of the ruler of Great Xia, who inherited the existence of Tianmen Pass, who can compare to such generosity?"

The voice paused, then continued loudly—

"Plus... the remains of a high-ranking demigod from the Witch Clan!"

boom!
Inside the Holy King's Mansion, the expressions of many powerful figures changed once again.

Especially the two half-saints from the Golden Crow Clan and the Blood Clan, they exchanged a glance, were first shocked, and then flew into a rage, their auras surging wildly, and their powerful saintly might soared into the sky!

(End of this chapter)