Chapter 40 The Unlucky Ancient Monk The battle of Zhaojiagou has begun. An ancient cultivator who had transcended tribulation and had survived the physical test, descended upon Zhaojiagou. He had an overwhelming aura, an astonishing bloody murderous aura, and an extremely oppressive feeling. Although he was not a demon cultivator, his aura crushed all other demon cultivators. With one blast, the heaven and earth shook, and the sky shattered. Driven by the stunning fairy light, there was fairy air lingering around, and extremely terrifying phantoms emerged, condensing into golden body guardians, roaming through countless space areas. "So strong! As expected of an ancient physical cultivator! So terrifying!" Countless strong men swallowed their saliva and were very nervous. This was a great man who had survived the tribulation in ancient times! But immediately, "Oh!" There was a loud noise. The ancient tribulation-crossing body cultivator who pioneered the way of warriors had not yet finished his move when a faster and stronger figure appeared in front of him. "not good!"

The ancient tribulation-crossing body cultivator's pupils suddenly shrank and his face changed drastically, as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world. He wanted to dodge in panic, but found that it was too late. Without any surprise, his body shot out like a cannonball, and was knocked flying by a punch from the sudden figure, with blood splattering all over the ground. The person who took action was none other than Zhao Futu! "How can it be……" Both the ancient body cultivator and Zhao Futu were extremely shocked, as if they couldn't believe it, and exclaimed in surprise. But the content is completely different. Ancient Physical Cultivator: "How is it possible... to be so strong!" Zhao Futu: "How could it be possible... so weak!" "Puff!" Upon hearing Zhao Futu's words, the ancient physical cultivator vomited blood and trembled with anger. Is there anyone who insults others like you? “You are courting death!” The ancient physical cultivator roared, urging his secret technique to stop his injuries. He looked at Zhao Futu like a bloodthirsty beast: “No wonder you dared to plot against me. But you still underestimated me!” His body swelled suddenly, and he opened his mouth to swallow the mountains and rivers. Many mountains and rivers sank into his mouth. In just a moment, his body expanded to several thousand meters high, with the sun and the moon on his shoulders. His whole body was red gold, like a Buddhist arhat. He made a hand gesture and threw a punch towards Zhao Futu with great force. The air kept exploding with thunder-like sounds. "Pay the price!" however, "Oh!" The runaway ancient physical cultivator was once again knocked flying by Zhao Futu's punch. This time he fell directly to the ground, blasting away countless rocks and soil, and a thousand-meter-deep gully appeared on the ground! "Get up and continue." Zhao Futu's rage was still burning, not because he was provoked by this ancient physical cultivator, but because his famous chef was poached! "What kind of monster are you!" The ancient body cultivator was completely panicked and showed a look of fear. How long had he been asleep? How could such a strong body cultivator appear in the world! Did a great explosion of immortal arts occur? Or did a revolution in immortal cultivation occur? Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away. There was no way. It was not that he was a coward. On the contrary, they, the ancient monks, were the most principled. They felt a heavy psychological burden every time they escaped. It was simply that the opponent was too strong. Hitting him is almost like hitting a sandbag.

Two punches nearly killed him. "How arrogant! You didn't even chase me!" The ancient physical cultivator turned and fled at an extremely fast speed. He was originally nervous, but Zhao Futu did not chase him. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said ferociously: "Wait, I will make you pay the price!" however, The words have just landed. "Crack!" A brilliant divine light flashed, as if a blazing sun was rising. In the front, there was a row of unprofitable ambassadors wearing golden robes, who looked like mountains of gold. They were driving an enormous damage assessment lamp. "Fellow Daoist, you are not making any money by damaging our Chamber of Commerce without reason. We own 1,078 spiritual stone mines, 107,000 acres of spiritual trees, and 3,120,000 rare spiritual beasts..." "The total compensation is 123 trillion spirit stones!" "Is it cash, card, or work-for-work?" The ambassadors of the unprofitable chamber of commerce spoke in unison. "Where did you come from, you blind dog? Get out of here!" The ancient physical cultivator was very impatient. He was already burning with anger, and his rage had reached the extreme. It was fine if he was just beaten by the young man, but now even cats and dogs dared to block his way? "Oh!" No surprises. The ancient physical cultivator was hit like a baseball by one of the messengers, who was wielding the Chamber of Commerce's special magic weapon - the money tree. Lightning flashed wildly and the wind and clouds changed color. Several other messengers also waved their money trees one after another, forming a circle and passing the ball to each other. "No!" "What kind of monsters are these!" "Let me go!" The ancient physical cultivator's face changed drastically, he looked desperate and his eyes were full of fear. Of course, he could tell that these people were not as strong as the physical cultivator who had just beaten him, but he had been seriously injured, his strength had plummeted, and he was no longer able to cope with it. "You forced me!" Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and let out a ferocious roar, his face was resolute, his eyes were fierce, the magic power in his body surged, countless runes jumped, and the heaven and earth were shaking. He chose to self-destruct to escape! boom! The explosion occurred. He dragged his broken body, like a dragon, falling rapidly into the sky, as if trying to escape from this world. "stop!" "You're speeding!" "Hey! Not only did you not slow down, you even dared to speed up? Are you planning to surpass my flying sword?"

This movement directly alarmed the strong men from the Xuanjian Division. One by one, the sword practitioners, riding on their flying swords, chased after them at an extremely fast speed, like thousands of long rainbows. "No!" "Go away!" Feeling the pursuers behind him, the ancient physical cultivator was completely desperate and went crazy. He thought, even though he was in this state, why didn't they let him go! And how long have I been sleeping? When I was asleep, I was invincible! How come I am in such a mess after waking up? finally, "Oh, you're still going through a tribulation. Don't speed next time." "Hand on!" The strong men from the Xuanjian Division surrounded him, took out special handcuffs and shackles, and locked up his Dantian and Dao Fruit. Ancient physical cultivation: "..." He has figured it out now. It seems that these three parties are not in the same group? At least they are not united to hunt him down, but he accidentally provoked so many people at the same time. Then, he was beaten and hunted down. Originally, he could continue to use his tricks and try to escape. But he really didn't dare to do it anymore. He was completely scared. I was afraid that if I continued running, I would attract some immortals! That would be very disastrous. This world is too cruel! "The forces of justice are so strong!" “It was such a satisfying collaboration!” "Compared with the righteous path, our demonic path is just like a narrow path." None of the demons were distracted as they all watched the entire scene. They all looked depressed and desperate, and it was obvious that they had put themselves into the role of the ancient physical cultivator. I feel very sympathetic towards the plight of the ancient physical practitioners. "Under this situation, how can we, the Demonic Path, revive?" "Is destiny wrong?" "Are we that strong?" They were so frightened that they even began to waver in their faith in fate. Until the third brother of the Demon Cave, Ping Wuji, said a very short sentence with a complicated expression. "All this turmoil started because of a casual remark made by Xu Gu when he was out on a mission."

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