All My Skills Are Picked Up

Patriarch Li's eyes were filled with hatred. This time, it wasn't the warriors they had called to help them die, but the core warriors of the Zhan family.    

Even Elder Zhan Yuan's arm and thigh had been bitten by the rats. He exerted all his strength to release his qi and sent the rats flying.    

However, his body was covered in blood. Whether it was his claws or his sharp teeth, all of these rats were poisonous. If it was an ordinary person, they would only need to scratch their skin to die. That was to say, a martial artist's body was tough, and they could use Martial Qi to resist it. However, the continuous battle also made Zhan Yuan somewhat exhausted. Behind him, the other martial artists were basically the same.    

Everyone continued to hold on and continue to form the formation. Once, the saber array erupted and forcefully cut apart the surrounding demonic rats.    

Protecting the last few Martial Qi Cannons, it was now time for the final battle.    

They could not hold back at all. At the moment of life and death, there was only life and death.    

Patriarch Zhan let out an angry roar, and his body began to burn with the flames of the Martial Qi. This was completely igniting his Martial Qi, even if he won the battle. This was a fighting style that would severely injure him. The only use was to allow his strength to reach its peak in a short period of time!    

Earth Element Talent, Slow Domain!    

He pressed his palm down, and his talent was pulled back to full capacity.    

At the same time, the long blade in his hand began to accumulate power. The dark clouds in the sky quickly gathered, forming a terrifying tornado above Patriarch Zhan.    

The Spirit-Engulfing Beast was once again forcefully controlled. Its movements were slow and stiff. It was almost completely unable to move. The mountain god hiding inside the Spirit-Engulfing Beast also sensed the other party's desperate stance. The mountain god also began to release the black fog crazily, almost emptying itself.    

"Die, all of you die for me!"    

Under the black fog, the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's size was still growing.    

Patriarch Zhan and the square formation behind him had finished gathering their energy.    

"The last attack!"    

Patriarch Zhan took the lead and charged forward. He was in the state of One with the Saber, a Perfect Level cultivation technique, Flying Cloud Slash, and Saber Rainbow!    

Behind him, the square formation also unleashed a shining saber energy. Combined with the power of the Martial Qi Cannon, it unleashed a spiral beam of light, the Mountain Piercing Soul Extinguishing Cannon!    

Boom!    

The saber light arrived first. It slashed at the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's head like a rainbow streaking across the sky. Half of the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's head instantly flew up and burned in midair, quickly turning into powder that filled the sky.    

But at the same time, the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's claw also slapped Patriarch Zhan's body, sending him crashing to the ground like a meteor. His body crashed into the ground, sending dust and dirt flying into the depths of the ground.    

The spiral beam of light followed and accurately hit the heart of the Spirit-Engulfing Beast. With enough power to pierce through everything, an explosive sound rang out. A huge hole appeared in the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's chest. Coincidentally, at the center of the hole was the Mountain God's true body.    

With one strike, the Mountain God was shot out of the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's chest by the beam of light. The black mist in its hand dissipated, and the Spirit-Engulfing Beast staggered a few steps before crashing to the ground!    

The surrounding demonic mice that were originally attacking stopped completely at this moment. The redness in its eyes was fading, as if it could disperse at any time.    

"Did you win?"    

The martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan's faces were filled with joy. The sharp-eyed Zhan Yuan also saw the mountain god that flew out from the Spirit-Engulfing Beast's body.    

"Over there, the true form of the mountain god, chop him to death!"    

Upon hearing this, everyone forced their steps forward, which were almost stiff. Rushing towards the Mountain God.    

The mountain god who had fallen to the ground also forced himself to stand up. He looked at his waist, which was already covered in blood.    

After all, the Demonic Cultivator was not a Demonic Beast. His blood was still bright red, and his recovery ability was not as abnormal as the Demonic Beast. Zhan Yuan and the others were rushing towards them.    

The mountain god grinned. Although he fought to this extent, he was still too naive to kill him!    

Reaching out his hand, the mountain god lightly snorted and said, "Explode!"    

In the next moment, all the rat demon strengthened by his black fog still exploded in succession.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

Zhan Yuan and the others, who were caught off guard, were blown away on the spot. There were so many rat demons around them. The power brought by the explosion had put them in a purgatory of flesh and blood.    

"Third Brother, ah!!"    

"Brother, save me."    

"Don't move, don't move. "    

"Ah!!!"    

The crowd roared as the flesh and blood of the humans and the demonic rats mixed together. The explosions seemed endless. Within the square formation, figures disappeared one after another.    

Zhan Yuan himself had been blown away countless times. Although his body was strong, after being bombarded repeatedly, he was like a broken gunny sack.    

This explosion lasted for a hundred breaths of time. When Zhan Yuan forced himself to stand up again, he found that there were only a few people left behind. All of them were struggling on the ground.    

There was sadness in their eyes. They had never thought that they would still lose at this point.    

It seemed like after defeating Bishui, his wild ambition had brought him a complete disaster. Of the four great Demonic Cultivators, none of them was easy to deal with.    

He had lost!    

Zhan Yuan knelt on one knee, his entire body covered in blood. He wanted to hold his saber again, but he couldn't.    

The mountain god slowly walked towards them, then stopped ten steps away from Zhan Yuan.    

Covering his injured waist, the mountain god grinned and said, "martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan. Hmph, you fools who are being used as spears. You think you can do it in a place like the northwest? Get a place. Hehe, you've been eliminated a long time ago, and you still don't know what's good for you."    

Zhan Yuan was unable to refute it, and he could only look at the demonic rats that had gathered once again, and smile bitterly.    

Although there weren't many of these demonic rats left, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to kill a single one of them. He could only let them be slaughtered as they pleased.    

"Mountain God, damn Demonic Cultivator!"    

Zhan Yuan cursed at the end.    

The God of Mountain laughed in a low voice. "Go ahead and continue cursing in the tomb. You fools will never understand the current trend of the world. What are those truly superior people pursuing? There is only so little territory in my eyes. No wonder it ended up like this. You still want to kill me? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"    

The Mountain God's laughter gradually became louder. This victory was not easy for him, so he naturally had to laugh to his heart's content.    

Zhan Yuan stared at the mountain god and did not say anything. He only raised his neck and took the lead to be slaughtered, hoping to preserve the dignity of the last warrior.    

The mountain god slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhan Yuan, planning to end all of this.    

But when he finished, the surrounding demonic mice suddenly stopped moving.    

"Hmm?"    

This was the first time the Mountain God had encountered such a situation. For a moment, he was a little dazed and forcefully pressed a few more times. However, the demon rats appeared to be very confused and did not move forward. At this moment, even Zhan Yuan revealed a surprised expression.    

Sensing that something was wrong, the mountain god suddenly turned around and saw himself.    

The exact same self!    

His mouth was wide open, and his face was filled with shock. Just as the mountain god wanted to say something, the other party grabbed him with one hand.    

The powerful force made it impossible for the Mountain God to struggle. In the next moment, a Pig Slaughtering Knife chopped down on his neck.    

"Level 2 deacon Lo Tian, I greet you!"