The strength of the Qilin race cultivators was actually not strong. They were not even at the Grand Unity Mystic Immortal realm.
The middle-aged man with the highest cultivation base was only at the peak of the Golden Immortal Stage.
Because Buzhou Mountain was the territory of the Qilin Race, and it was also where their nest was, they were unusually confident.
With the huge Qilin Race backing them, they were not afraid of ordinary Grand Unity Golden Immortals, let alone Grand Unity Mystic Immortals. They could still casually manipulate them.
Unfortunately, they found the wrong person this time!
Wang Peng immediately started killing.
The first to strike was the strongest, and the second to strike was the worst.
Since he had already decided to make a move, Wang Peng would not hesitate.
A dazzling red light flashed, and the God Slayer Spear immediately appeared in Wang Peng's hand. A dense killing intent erupted from Wang Peng's body.
Killing intent surged toward the Qilin Race cultivators like waves, enveloping all of them.
Wang Peng's mana surged like a tide toward the God Slayer Spear.
The tip of the God Slaying Spear immediately burst out with a dazzling blood-red light, and a monstrous blood aura pounced on the middle-aged man like a sea of blood.
"Die!"
Wang Peng's eyes were filled with ferocity as he roared.
The God Slayer Spear was like an arrow that had left the bow. It turned into a black light and shot toward the middle-aged man.
The black light was so fast that it seemed to tear through space. It instantly arrived in front of the middle-aged man.
"Thief, how dare you!"
The middle-aged man let out a startled roar. His expression changed drastically as he hurriedly blocked the attack.
He didn't expect Wang Peng to be so strong. He killed Wang Peng immediately!
The middle-aged man didn't understand where Wang Peng's confidence came from.
This was Buzhou Mountain! It was the territory of the Qilin Race!
Attacking a Qilin Race cultivator here was simply like a moth flying into a flame, seeking death!
The middle-aged man couldn't understand. Was Wang Peng really not afraid of death?？
Of course, Wang Peng was afraid of death!
In fact, in the entire Untainted Land, there was no living being or cultivator who was not afraid of death.
Even the future number one Sage of the Untainted Land, Dao Ancestor Hongjun, would be afraid of death!
However, it was not easy for him to come to the Primordial World. If he could not sing with his sword and could only endure humiliation like an ant, then what difference was there between him and a salted fish?
Everyone below the Saint Realm was an ant!
Under the Heavenly Dao, even Saints were ants!
Wang Peng's current cultivation is indeed only an ant, but my body is like an ant, but my heart is higher than the sky!
Even if they were to die, they had to die in a grand manner!
Wang Peng's expression did not change. Without any hesitation, he continued to urge the God Slayer Spear to attack the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man immediately summoned a shield-shaped Numinous treasure and poured all his Dharmic powers into it.
The shield spirit treasure immediately burst out with countless dazzling white lights, and the mysterious runes on the surface of the shield shone in all directions.
The light gathered in front of the middle-aged man to form a transparent defensive barrier that tightly protected him and the Qilin Race cultivator behind him.
Wang Peng's eyes lit up. He immediately recognized the grade of the shield spiritual treasure.
An inferior-grade Numinous treasure!
Moreover, it was an inferior-grade Numinous treasure that was infinitely close to a middle-grade Numinous treasure!
The Qilin Race was indeed the overlord of the Primordial Three Races. They were rich and overbearing. They had a low-grade spiritual treasure even though they were only Golden Immortals.
Although it did not sound like much, it was just an inferior-grade Numinous treasure. What was there to be surprised about?
However, how many Golden Immortals did the Qilin Race have? How many inferior-grade Numinous treasures did that mean?
If a peak Golden Immortal possessed a low-grade spirit treasure, then did all Primordial Immortals possess a middle-grade spirit treasure?
Did all Perfected Golden Immortals use superior-grade Numinous treasures?
Wang Peng's thoughts suddenly jumped. He thought about how after the Dragon Han Great Tribulation, all the experts of the three Xiantian clans died, and these spiritual treasures became ownerless.
At that time, as long as he used some small tricks, these Spiritual Treasures would all belong to him.
F * ck, this was the rhythm of a hit!
Wang Peng suddenly felt a burning sensation in his heart.
For the sake of spirit treasures!
Kill!
Wang Peng roared, and the God Slayer Spear sped up again.
So what if it was an inferior-grade Numinous treasure? I'm a middle-grade Numinous treasure!
Boom!
A deafening explosion sounded as the God Slaying Spear collided heavily with the protective shield.
A powerful wave of air immediately erupted, sweeping wildly in all directions.
The surrounding dozens of miles were instantly ravaged by a strong wind. The surrounding trees were broken one after another, and the sand and stones on the ground kept flying.
Time seemed to have stopped in an instant. The God Slaying Spear and the shield spiritual treasure were not giving in to each other and were on equal footing.
However, this state only lasted for less than a breath.
First, the defensive barrier was like a balloon that had been poked by a needle. It let out a soft pop and shattered.
The God Slaying Spear did not change its course and struck the shield spirit treasure heavily.
Kacha--
The sharp tip of the spear immediately left a hair-thin crack on the shield.
The crack spread like a virus, and in an instant, it covered the entire shield like a spider web.
Boom!
The entire shield was like a piece of glass that had been hit by a sharp object. It exploded with a loud bang and shattered into pieces!
"Pfft-"
The middle-aged man's mind was severely injured after the Numinous Treasure was destroyed. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
" How is this possible?!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open. His eyes were filled with fear, and his face was filled with horror!
He could not understand why his Numinous Treasure was so fragile.
Unfortunately, Wang Peng didn't give him any time to think. After the God Slayer Spear destroyed the shield spiritual treasure, it continued to pursue!
The sharp tip of the spear shot out blood-red light in all directions. The monstrous killing intent was like an avalanche as it pounced toward the Qilin Race cultivator.
The middle-aged man in the lead was the first to bear the brunt!
As if he was standing in the eye of a storm, the middle-aged man's body was on the verge of collapsing.
"Kill them!"
Wang Peng growled, and the God Slaying Spear immediately turned into a blood-red light, tearing the space apart.
Everyone saw a red light flash in their eyes, and the God Slaying Spear disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already stabbed into the middle-aged man's abdomen.
The middle-aged man's body was pierced through by the God Slaying Spear, and the Dantian in his abdomen was completely shattered.
Scarlet blood flowed down the God Slaying Spear rapidly, and the middle-aged man's strength was rapidly drained.
The middle-aged man's body trembled, and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at the God Slaying Spear in disbelief.
"Middle grade Soul Treasure."
The middle-aged man struggled to finish his words. His eyes immediately dimmed and he knelt on the ground weakly.
His head drooped down powerlessly, completely devoid of life.
The first Qilin was dead!
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