Chapter 265:

At the last moment, the wind was still beautiful, and the deep or lively breath of the golden core cultivators pervaded freely, and the next moment a white-golden field filled the audience, making it difficult for many golden core cultivators to breathe, except for Zhao Shiyuan and the two thousand soldiers. Other players only feel that their thinking and mana are about to freeze.
But the eyes of the players are full of nostalgia and surprise.
The way of cultivating immortality is to refine Qi, then refine God, and then refine the void.
The difference between the three realms of Qi-refining Golden Core is quite large, but it is a process of accumulating mana. The mana of refining Qi is gaseous, while the mana of Qi-Condensing realm is liquid, and the golden core monk condenses a solid gold. Dan, the ability to mobilize and reserve mana has been greatly improved.
But in the Nascent Soul Stage, the process of refining the gods will begin. One of the most important signs of the Nascent Soul Stage is to cultivate a domain that belongs to oneself with God's consciousness and magic power!
If the monks below the Nascent Soul in the domain cannot master the means that can compete with the domain at the same level, there will be a terrible effect, that is, restraint!
All as long as the cultivator Yuanying is willing, he can let the cultivators below the cultivator control the mana, and there will be a huge restraint on the transfer of the vitality of the world. The cultivator of the golden core peak will automatically drop a level in front of the cultivator. Become a Jindan mid-term monk.
In the early days of the golden core, the monk would be restrained himself from becoming a weak condensed realm monk, while the condensed realm monk and Qi refining monk would be restrained from becoming a slightly stronger mortal.
Of course, the main role of the Nascent Soul monk's domain is certainly not to deal with some low-level monks who can be destroyed by a finger. The real role is to deal with the same rank.
When the two Yuanying monks met, often the strongest in the field had the upper hand.
"Welcome the ancestors!"
"Meet the Golden Tiger ancestor!"
As soon as the platinum domain came out, all the golden core cultivators showed respect and saluted the center, including the most powerful anger, including Shen Junlin, who had been seriously injured, struggling to get up and salute, and their movements were meticulous and not at all. Transfiguration and disrespect.
In the light of platinum, a mighty humanoid creature covered in golden armor slowly said: "Friends of Daoist came to my White Tiger Sect for a long time. I have been negligent and hope to forgive me."
When he opened his mouth, the depressive atmosphere in the court eased, and everyone felt relieved, as if they had relieved the heavy burden, but this was because he had withdrawn his natural pressure.
This is also one of the reasons why high-level monks are unwilling to be with low-level monks. Their own coercion is like their own biological instincts, which can be recovered, but it will be uncomfortable. No one wants to suppress themselves all the time, especially because of some ants. Suppress yourself.
"Friends of Taoism can say what conditions, as long as I can do it, I can satisfy you."
The huge and delicate consciousness swept over Zhao Shi and others, and their voices brought some doubts: "It's just why I feel that you don't mean to exchange? Can fellow Taoists teach me?"
There are many benefits of having a huge spiritual sense. One of them is that you can judge a person’s emotions by the unintentional fluctuations of the spirit. Zhao Shi and the others are not professionals after all, and their strengths are too different, so they are one I saw the clue when I met him.
Since its appearance, the majestic voice has no emotions, like a distant in the sky.
Shen Junlin and another monk at the peak of Jindan Peak of Baihuzong shed cold sweat upon hearing this sentence. They knelt to the ground at the ancient ceremony from the chief executive, and did not dare to quibble a little: "The disciple is incompetent. ."
Following the two of them, a large group of white tiger cultivators knelt down behind them.
The monks of the other sects were full of cold sweat, lowering their heads lower, and the strange thoughts that had occurred under Shen Junlin's persecution immediately disappeared.
They ignored their kneeling and the golden armored figure shrouded in white golden light. They only looked at Zhao Shi with a pair of golden eyes. They did not use the coercion of the gods, but they were still under great pressure by Zhao Shi, which has nothing to do with the magical powers. Psychological pressure brought by the opponent's strong strength.
Without direct divine consciousness and mana oppression, Zhao Shi quickly returned to normal, his face finally took on the rare solemn and equal expression: "Fearer of the Golden Tiger, I invite you to come here to see this world. Monk Yuanying, analyze his information."
There is no concealment or sophistry, unlike the mediocre Golden Core monks like Jianhu and Shen Junlin, no matter how low their cultivation level is, Zhao Shi always carries a condescending meaning, which is very light, but it can also be seen by people.
And Brother Yuanying is already the highest level Zhao Shi and the others have cultivated, and Brother Yuanying has been able to get Zhao Shi's approval.
"Well, don't you think about it again?"
The golden armor figure said lightly, still no mood swings, as if asking casually.
Zhao Shi nodded: "Friends of Daoist are only Yuan Ying monks. They should not be able to pay for what we need, so they cannot trade."
"What about your lives? If I want to, I can seal your birthplace so that you can never make trouble."
The golden armor figure asked again.
"After collecting the static data, the next step is to collect the data he moved." In the group, Zhou Bihu reported.
Zhao Shi did not answer, and the smell of blood became rich. The blood lotus sword flew from his chest, and the three flying swords that followed closely followed from the pubic area.
Four flying swords are flying above the sky, in a semicircular shape, with the blood lotus sword in the center, and then falling from the sky like a shooting star. The speed is getting faster and faster, and the sound of tearing the air is coming. The harsher the ears made Shen Junlin's golden core monks look at him.
Zhao Shi shook his head slightly, and his blood mana instantly burned out.
The four flying swords in the sky shook slightly, turning into a huge half-moon, doubled their speed and power again, with a terrifying sword intent to slaughter sentient beings, and the real attack was not enough to kill the opponent's soul .
On the other side, Yuan Qianjun and the others also silently burned all the mana and some of their blood, and the black demon Euphorbia smashed towards the golden silhouette as if suppressing Mount Tai. It was much more powerful than the previous attack.
The Golden Tiger ancestor did nothing, just watched Zhao Shi and the others indifferently, with disappointment in his eyes, and the secret of transforming the gods was also something beyond expectation for him like Yuanying monk.
But it wasn't a big deal. He was only in the early stage of Yuan Ying, and it was too early to watch the transformation stage, and more likely, it was always too early.
The mystery of transforming gods is at best only a function of appreciation and direction, and it is not as important as they imagined for people with established foundations.
The terrifying moon flew into the golden tiger ancestor's platinum domain. Under the shining of the surrounding platinum light, the blood light faded a little, and the speed slowed down a little bit, only flying over a small area. The light and speed dissipated, and with a bang, it fell on the ground like a piece of ordinary iron.
The same is true for Yuan Qianjun on the other side.
"Dynamic data collection failed. We are not qualified to let him move." Zhou Bihu, who was in charge of data collection, reported in time and was extremely calm.
"Since you don't want to, die."
Monk Yuan Ying has his pride, and the ancestor of the Golden Tiger became somewhat distracted. The golden light in the surrounding white-gold domain surging into thousands of golden knives, guns, swords and halberds enveloped Zhao Shi and others, and then white lights lit up. There were no waves, no miracles.