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Chapter 0892, the whereabouts of the sister

"Buzz"

This cultivator in the God Transformation Stage only felt a shock in his mind. He suddenly understood why there was no one living on the Medicine King Mountain.

“Indigenous?”

But he was a little disbelief and stared at Yi Qianmo in a daze, saying, "A native, how is this possible? Isn't that a low-level star with thin spiritual energy? How could a strong man like you appear? Say, who are you? You absolutely cannot be an indigenous person. I am not a three-year-old child!"

"I don't need you to believe it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Qianmo waved his sword and slashed away again.

"Clang"

During the encounter between gold and iron, ripples appeared in the void. The elder of the God Transformation Stage was directly dispersed by the shocked spiritual power under this terrifying sword.

The ground he stood cracked and the earth shook.

"you!!!"

He raised his head and looked at Yi Qianmo, his eyes full of fear, "If you dare to kill me, the Sword King Sect is determined to be dead and the forces behind you will never stop!"

"I won't kill you!"

Yi Qianmo said, "It's useless to keep you."

"what you up to?"

At this moment, the God Transformation Stage in front of me had already understood that Yi Qianmo's strength and his strange body with sword energy were completely enough to crush him.

However, he did not kill himself, he had other purposes.

Yi Qianmo did not answer him, and swung his sword and slashed it down again. The violent sword energy invaded his body, but did not mean to break his body.

"Clang clang clang!"

After dozens of swords fell in succession, the body spiritual power of the elder in the God Transformation Stage was shaken away again after gathering.

After hundreds of rounds in a row, the cultivator in the God Transformation Stage could no longer hold on. He suddenly understood what Yi Qianmo wanted to do and said, "You...you want to exhaust my spiritual power, and then...and suppress me!"

If he had not met Yi Qianmo before he said that a Nascent Soul cultivator would exhaust his spiritual power and suppress him in the God Transformation Stage, he would never believe it, or even disdain it.

But at this moment, he thought that in addition to exhausting his spiritual power and suppressing him, there was no need to waste time with him like this in the Nascent Soul Stage in front of him.

Yi Qianmo ignored him and swung his sword and slashed it down again. At this moment, the monk in the God Transformation Stage confirmed his thoughts more and roared at him: "Don't think about it! You'd rather die than let you succeed!"

Yi Qianmo did not answer, but his sword was even more fierce. Every time he fell, he could shake off the spiritual power in the other party's body.

"Clang clang clang!"

After hundreds of rounds, the elder in the God Transformation Stage finally couldn't hold on.

"What, that won't work?"

Yi Qianmo looked at him sarcastically.

But at this moment, a spiritual power that was several times stronger than before suddenly surged out from the body of the God-Transforming Cultivator. This spiritual power was poured into the sword and fell towards him when Yi Qianmo relaxed.

"Clang!"

This moment of counterattack made Yi Qianmo unable to withstand it. The terrifying spiritual power shocked the sword energy on his sword and dissipated in an instant.

However, this attack did not continue. Not only did it continue, but it retreated at the moment of attacking, and then a blood light flashed by.

This cultivator in the God Transformation Stage actually had a hole in his dantian, and then a light wrapped around his flying sword and quickly galloped into the distance.

"Um!"

Yi Qianmo was slightly shocked, but he was prepared and said, "It's this time I'm waiting!"

"Clang!"

The moment he escaped, a sword light flashed in the distance, instantly slashing the flying sword wrapped in the Nascent Soul into the void.

Yi Qianmo was not in a hurry and raised his hand to take out a jar. The dense black bugs immediately crawled out of the jar. These bugs crawled into the body of the god-transforming monk and quickly devoured his uncorrupted body.

After doing all this, he put away the jar, flashed his body, and came to the place where the sword fell. He saw that the elder of the Sword King Sect, the Nascent Soul wrapped in the sword, was already unstable.

"You...you...you..."

The Nascent Soul looked at him tremblingly, full of fear.

"good!"

Yi Qianmo said, "I was just waiting for your Nascent Soul to come out of your body. I thought you would escape under the crisis of life and death, but I didn't expect that I would escape without retaining my strength. However, this is good, and I am too lazy to waste my time."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Yuanying stared at Yi Qianmo in a daze, a little puzzled.

"Wait a moment, you will know!" Yi Qianmo waved his hand, and at this moment, a black shadow flashed from afar.

Seeing the falling black shadow, the escaped Yuanying widened her eyes and said, "Yan Luo Corpse Worm, you actually have Ya Luo Corpse Worm in your hand! You...you...will you...will use the corpse Worm to control my corpse and enter the Sword King Sect?"

"No."

Yi Qianmo shook his head, then waved his hand, and the corpse quickly corroded and finally turned into a ball, entering Yi Qianmo's hands.

As the Yama corpse worm swallowed the last flesh and blood, it immediately penetrated into Yi Qianmo's body. A scene followed, shocking the monk in front of him.

Yi Qianmo's body began to change rapidly, from his previous youth to his appearance, he immediately turned into an old man, and his aura was also changing. From the Nascent Soul Stage, he actually entered the God Transformation Stage directly.

The most important thing is that the person in front of him is exactly the same as him, not only his appearance, but even his breath is exactly the same.

"You...you...you are really native!"

At this moment, the elder of the Sword King Sect finally believed Yi Qianmo's words, "You want to become me and continue to practice!!!"

"good!"

Yi Qianmo said, "I replaced you, so I don't need any practice talismans, right!"

"No, you were wrong. Do you think the practice talisman is the kind of nameplate?"

He shook his head and mocked, "The practice talisman is something that is integrated into the bone and blood and into the Nascent Soul. Even if you have the Yama corpse worm that swallows my bone and blood, it is impossible to copy the practice talisman. Once my body dies, the practice talisman will collapse!"

"You can't get out of this world, you have to die. By the way, there is the woman I caught before. She should be very important to you, right? She is in the Sword King Sect, and the sect leader has already taken a fancy to her. She will become the sect leader's slave, hahaha!"

The elder of the Sword King Sect said.

"What did you say?"

Yi Qianmo immediately became nervous and asked, "Didn't the king say that she has been sent to Yaoguangxing? Why is she still in the Sword King Sect?"

"Hahaha, the king knows what a big deal. Do you know how unique this woman's bloodline is?"

The elder of the Sword King Sect said, "That is a spiritual root that can devour all spiritual power and turn it into one's own use. How can such spiritual roots be sold?"

Yi Qianmo's face changed, and when he saw his face, the elder of the Sword King Sect laughed and said, "You can't get out of Tianshu Star, and that woman can't get out. Damn natives, you only have two ways, one is to die, and the other is to be a slave and a servant for your whole life!!!"
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