Super Alchemy King Reborn In City

However, when she looked at Han Zhen, he remained expressionless.    

"I really don't know if you are a fool or a fool. Aren't you afraid of my ghost silk?"    

Leng Zhongwei's shout carried a trace of ghost aura, like the howl of a ghost at night. Within this dark and secluded Yan Mount, there was a penetrating feeling.    

Xi Feiyu put his arm around Lin Jingya's shoulder, "Mr Han, you can escape. You can escape and avenge us! "    

Han Zhen remained indifferent.    

"You're courting death!" Leng Zhongwei, who was ignored by Han Zhen, raised her grave and stern eyebrows. A thick black color suddenly appeared on the surface of her body, which then disappeared. However, the horsetail whisk in her hand seemed to have eaten a tonic as it rapidly extended and wiggled, shooting towards Han Zhen.    

Once it hit Han Zhen, the ghost threads would automatically enter his body and eat his internal organs.    

"Afraid? With your horsetail whisk, which is raised by the cold weather, it can't even be considered a magical equipment for entering the sect. " Han Zhen shook his head.    

His fingers were like swords!    

The sound of wind suddenly rose in the villa, causing everyone to feel suffocated.    

"Break!"    

The sound of thunder emerged from Han Zhen's mouth as his fingers emitted a bright light, illuminating the void as if it were day.    

Han Zhen held the sun in his hand like a god.    

CHI *    

The black whisk seemed to emit a sharp scream as it rapidly faded away. It quickly returned to its original state and was no longer able to move.    

Under this light, Leng Zhongwei felt as if her entire body was being pierced by needles. The pain pierced through her heart, causing her to scream miserably.    

The light from Han Zhen's hand suddenly shot out and pierced into Leng Zhongwei's chest.    

Darkness returned to the villa in an instant, and that moment of boundless light seemed to only remain in the pupils of those who looked at it.    

"I feel so hot!" Leng Zhongwei said in a trembling voice.    

The light filled her entire body, making it transparent.    

The heat of the light burned into her hair and made it bend.    

Boundless energy washed the meridians in her body, burning all the Yin Qi she had endured for the past twenty years into nothingness.    

As the heat dispersed, Leng Zhongwei could only feel that her body was empty. The power she relied on, the power that was above ordinary people, was gone without a trace!    

"Junior Sister, what happened to you?" Luo Yifeng's eyes were hurt by the momentary brightness. He tried his best to hold back his tears as he shouted at Leng Zhongwei.    

Leng Zhongwei's voice was terrified. "Senior Brother, my cultivation technique has been broken!"    

Luo Yifeng widened his eyes in disbelief, "How is that possible? Your ghost threads can absorb Yin Qi day and night. They are stronger than my foundation, so how could they be broken! "    

"Who the hell are you?" Luo Yifeng said to the unchanging Han Zhen, "With my junior's power, even my master would find it difficult to break his spell. How could you do that?"    

Luo Yifeng could not believe it, "This kind of Cultivation Level, even if one cultivates for thirty to forty years, they might not be able to successfully cultivate it. And you are just a young student, how could you possibly possess such power? "    

"Such power?" Han Zhen laughed.    

Han Zhen was already at the seventh level of Qi Refinement, which was nothing compared to the Cultivation Level in his previous life.    

And Qi Refinement Stage belonged to the lowest level of cultivation within the Cultivation Realm. To be exact, it couldn't be considered a real Cultivator. Only after reaching Foundation Establishment and laying the foundation of the Great Dao in one's body could one be considered a real Cultivator.    

And this power that even Cultivator could not count for was so unstoppable in their eyes.    

"You guys, are really too weak!"