How the Hell Is He Cultivating Like This?!

PAID Chapter 167

Zhang Yang held the Barrett, patching up the leaks, extinguishing the hope of survival for each of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators who had just escaped the sea of lightning.

This group of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators had already exhausted most of their spiritual power after being bombarded by talismans and lightning, and were severely injured. At this point, even an ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivator could take their lives, let alone withstand a bullet.

"Incredible power indeed!" Qingxu looked at the sea of lightning before him with great satisfaction.

The moment Zhang Yang made his move, they had already rushed to his side, out of the Qingxu Tower's attack range.

Now, seeing the many Nascent Soul Stage cultivators from the major sects "dancing" in the sea of lightning, they felt a sense of delight.

Let them be arrogant, let them be conceited, now they're all dead, aren't they?

Soon, they rushed out as well, patching up the leaks, eliminating all the Nascent Soul Stage cultivators who had just escaped the sea of lightning.

A Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from Shouyi Temple, who had just escaped the sea of lightning, saw Qingxu rushing over and hurriedly shouted, "Junior Brother Qingxu, we're on the same side, how can you kill your own?"

"But I heard it clearly just now, you wanted to cripple me. And usually, you all call me a madman, thinking I don't know? I am a madman, so it's only normal to kill you." Qingxu mercilessly struck him down.

Gradually, the sea of lightning driven by the Qingxu Tower dissipated, leaving behind a field of charred remains and a few dying Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.

The tiger demon rushed up, delivering a claw to each, killing them all.

He hadn't exerted any effort yet, and now he needed to contribute.

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