Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 222: Battle to build the foundation, kill!
As the tiger demon died, the sky began to shatter and the earth gradually became blurred.

Soon, Zhang Yuanzhu returned to the Qingchen spirit tree.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the mask on his face, and his mind moved.

The tiger demon's Nuo mask disappeared.

In the Dantian, the shadow of a tiger demon gradually emerged from the magical power and roared to the sky.

Then, he began to absorb and exhale magic power.

The young man felt it carefully and then ignored it.

We still need to wait to cast the real White Tiger Nuo mask, so there is no need to rush.

He stood up and looked outside the formation. At this moment, the nine formation masters were still trying their best to break the formation.

Outside the formation, a reverse formation was set up, trying to trap him to death here.

"Useless work!"

Zhang Yuanzhu had an indifferent expression, his arm resting on the hilt of the knife.

It is not difficult to break the formation set up by the enemy, but.
"I'd like to try building my foundation and strengthening my strength."

A hint of fighting spirit flashed in the young man's eyes. He had naturally experienced the power of the foundation-building cultivation, and even killed many people with the help of formations.

But if he only relies on his own strength, can he fight a few moves against the foundation-building cultivator?

Raise your palm and tap the handle of the knife.

The Lingyuan Knife disappeared immediately and was put into his arms.

A blood-red halberd appeared in his palm, and the strong smell of blood and murderous intent instantly filled every tiny place.

When fighting against a foundation-building cultivator, one naturally has to use the strongest posture. The middle-grade magic weapon, the Lingyuan Sword, is much inferior to the war spear obtained by killing the blood tiger in the Black Horn Secret Realm.

At the same time, a glass mirror rose from the storage bag, hovering above the head, dropping rays of precious light.

Like the blood-colored halberd, the glazed mirror is also a top-grade magical weapon, obtained by killing Mu Zhuang in Zishan City.

Now that he has broken through to the tenth level of Qi training, all the high-grade magic weapons he had prepared can be used to their maximum power.

Zhang Yuanzhu held a halberd in his hand and a glazed mirror on his head, and stepped forward to the edge of the formation.

He looked at the busy monks outside the formation, his mouth widened, and the Qilin Nuo mask appeared, covering his face.

With one step, he walked out of the formation.

He raised his arm and swung his spear like a blood dragon, crushing the two formation masters in an instant.

Blood splattered and bones fell.

"Yes, Taoist Qilin!"

"How dare he come out? He's looking for death."

"Let's go, let's go quickly and let Senior Kong come and deal with it."

Long howls echoed in the space.

A formation master retreated frantically, with no intention of fighting at all.

But, it's too slow!

The dragon roared and dispersed, turning into layers of blood waves that covered the sky and the earth.

In an instant, all the formation masters were submerged.

The formation master, who was considered a precious treasure among the cultivators of Qian Country, was killed at will like a weed.

In less than a breath, eight people died.

"Qilin Taoist!"

A roar shook the mountains and rivers.

The next moment, it was dark!
The giant palm that covered the sky and obscured the vast heavens slapped towards the red figure.

Before the palm landed, the ground had already caved in, and the rocks and grass all exploded and turned into ashes.

An extremely powerful feeling of oppression fills every inch of the body.

This is the difference between a foundation-building cultivator and a Qi-training cultivator, a world of difference.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his head and faced the giant palm, his eyes blazing with passion and fighting spirit.

war!
The glazed mirror trembled, emitting a mighty light, transforming into a pillar of light that reached the sky and pierced the giant palm.

At the same time, the young man held the halberd in both hands, jumped up, and slashed towards the sky.

The sea of blood surged, the precious light shone brightly, and it rushed towards the giant palm.

"Little Doyle!"

A scolding.

The giant palm trembled, wisps of green smoke emerged, and it slapped towards the sea of blood and the column of light.

boom! Boom! !
The sea of blood collapsed, the pillar of light broke, and the green smoke dissipated.

The giant palm covering an area of dozens of miles continued to crush down.

The young man's steps staggered, but his eyes grew increasingly fiery, his heart boiling with fighting spirit. Swinging his halberd against the stronger was far more pleasurable than bullying the weak.

kill!

Zhang Yuanzhu held a glazed mirror on his head and a spear in his hand, charging towards the sky.

Spells surrounded his body, turning into a torrent and rushing forward.

A giant palm appeared across the sky, extinguishing the torrent of spells and bombarding the red shadow.

In less than a breath, they collided dozens of times, and finally the giant palm was torn apart, turning into a sky full of brilliance.

And that red figure also splattered blood in the sky and crashed into the earth.

A fat figure came from the air, looking down at the pit with cold eyes.

He clenched his palms tightly, drops of blood dripped from them, and the murderous intent in his heart became more and more fierce.

"Using Qi Refining Injury to Establish the Foundation, Taoist Qilin, who are you?"

Such combat power definitely comes from a top sect, and the most talented disciple in the sect, not some casual cultivator.

There was no response, only a blood dragon roared and rushed out, swallowing the fat figure.

The spiritual platform in Kong Hua's Dantian trembled, and magical power surged out.

He threw a punch, blasting the blood dragon to pieces.

His body tilted slightly and he charged directly towards the ground.

"Since you won't tell me, then die as the Qilin Taoist!"

boom! Boom! !
Two consecutive roars came from underground.

The earth overturned, rose up to the sky, and then fell like heavy rain.

A red shadow emerged from the ground and stood at the edge of the formation.

Zhang Yuanzhu's chest split open, revealing his beating heart.

In the fight just now, his heart was almost broken.

The magic power of the Foundation Establishment Realm has too much effect on the body, but after fighting to this point, he is already very satisfied.

Compared to the past when he was nearly killed by the aftermath of a spell, now it is enough to survive three moves of fighting.

He is only at the tenth level of Qi training, not even at the peak of Qi training. If he breaks through again, he may be able to cross the chasm and kill the foundation-building cultivator.

"Qilin Taoist."

A solemn voice came from the front.

Kong Hua's green robe was torn and he no longer had the composure he had at first.

He raised his hand and touched the bloodstain on his collarbone with a serious expression.

I was careless and got hurt again.

"No matter who you are, I will kill you with the next blow."

"kill me?"

Zhang Yuanzhu sneered.

A blue light flashed in his eyes, and he was recovering from his injuries.

"Don't forget where this is. You'll die from the next blow!"

As the words fell, he put the halberd on his back and put the glass mirror in his arms.

The test of strength is over, so the next goal is to kill the enemy.

He raised his right arm and pressed it on the formation.

A pull!
Boom!

The Qingchen spirit tree in the formation trembled, broke free from the soil, and rushed towards the young man.

At the same time, the formation plates exploded, the formation flags were torn apart, and the formation patterns on the ground began to blur.

The entire formation began to self-destruct as the center of the formation left, and was then forcibly bound and attached to the spirit tree.

At this moment, the Qingchen Spirit Tree radiates endless light.

Snapped!
Zhang Yuanzhu grasped the spirit tree and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He took a step forward, raised his arms, and smashed down suddenly!
At this moment, the sky and the earth were immersed in light, blurring the vision of all living beings.

One could only vaguely see a fat figure roaring with all his might, fighting against the spirit tree.

In the end it was smashed into ashes.

The remaining formation masters who were hiding and watching the battle were swept by the light and turned into ashes.

In the fairy city not far away, soldiers and monks stood on the city wall, staring blankly at the setting golden sun.

Such scenes will be remembered for their whole lives.

(End of this chapter)