From the innate gong to traverse the heavens

Chapter 949 I Can't Play With Her

Tianmen Pavilion.

Xu Lang sat on the futon. From the nothingness, a figure slowly walked out with a sword stuck in his head. As Xu Lang recited the scriptures, the eyes of this ghost gradually became solid, looking at the vast world , could not help but sigh.

This person is called Wu Tianchong, the founder of Butian Pavilion, who came from the upper realm, and now he only has a ray of obsession, but he also wants to end the past.

"Thank you sir."

Wu Tianchong clasped his fists at Xu Lang, and said, "I never thought that I would wake up one day after encountering so many things."

Back then, he was a figure in Butian Sect, and he was highly regarded by Butian Sect, but he fell in love with a woman from a rival sect, and betrayed the Shanmen for her, and that woman gave him a sword instead.

The Butian Pavilion was founded in order to be able to return to the Butian Sect one day, and to end the affairs of that day.

Even after many, many years, Wu Tianchong always knew that the woman who killed him backhanded did not die.

"Heavenly woman, you can't play with her..."

"It's a pity that I don't have the ability to take revenge now. I can only choose one of the many disciples and train them carefully..."

When Wu Tianchong was speaking, he saw the Thunder Pond in Butian Pavilion. He stared, and saw the vigorous disciples, trained by the Thunder Pond, and they practiced desperately. On the physical body, each one was about to be pushed to the extreme .

How come there are so many disciples who meet the conditions for revenge?

"This is the thunder pond, which has the ability of birth and death, and it can also make up for the omissions left by these disciples who practiced too quickly in the past."

Xu Lang said: "This is also an opportunity for the disciples to make up for it. Since Butian Sect dares to call it the name of Butian, there is a way to make up for regrets. Now that Thunder Pond is there, you should also think about it, how to use the life and death in it , so as to make up for its own shortcomings."

Wu Tianchong heard this, looked at Lei Chi, his eyes gradually became eager.

"Mister's merits are related to good fortune, how could he be in the wilderness?"

Wu Tianchong asked.

The wasteland is a cage, and the rules here are incomplete, so monks can display extra combat power here, and some great teachers in the upper realm often send their disciples to the lower realm, so that the disciples can sense things in the lower realm first in this place .

But also because the rules are incomplete, after reaching a certain level, one must go to the upper level to make up for the shortcomings and go further.

"I'm developing people."

Xu Lang looked in the direction of Lei Chi in Butian Pavilion.

It is true to say that his merits are involved in good fortune. In this world, Xu Lang is a Red Dust Immortal, but the cultivation of a Hong Dust Immortal will be put aside in the future. In this era, Xu Lang is also mastering the power of this era .

In this world, each era and each era, there are many portals, as if the long river of time has been established, and it must flow to a certain era in the future, but if Xu Lang's "present" and "future" can be connected, It will be able to completely reverse the chaos, correct everything, and even open up some portals to expose the things of this world in advance.

"With such a thunder pool and such disciples, when they grow up, they will have a place even in the upper realm."

Wu Tianchong said with emotion, this kind of scene of exuberant vitality and everything bursting out, Wu Tianchong rarely sees in Butian Sect.

You must know that Butianjiao is based in the upper realm, and there are talented disciples from three thousand continents there, but in Wu Tianchong's eyes, he feels that these disciples are not as effective as Xu Lang's teaching in terms of training and exploration of extreme realms.

"Actually, you are also within the scope of my cultivation."

Xu Lang said.

Wu Tianchong: "..."

But no matter what, Wu Tianchong felt satisfied if he could wake up again and take a look at the gourd vines in the Butian Pavilion, and took this opportunity to seize the opportunity and start repairing his body.

There is no time in practice, and time passes in a blink of an eye.

Xu Lang, who was in the Butian Pavilion, suddenly heard some changes in the False God Realm one day, and then opened the False God Realm, wandered into this world, and entered it.

The False God Realm is a peculiar place, divided into many levels, like people at the blood-moving level are in one place, everyone here must be suppressed to the blood-moving level, and people at the cave-heaven level are in another place, and the cultivation level All must be suppressed to the cave realm.

Everyone in this place can only display combat power in the same realm, that is, in this realm of blood-moving realm, there is a huge storm that shocked the barren land.

A boy code-named "Favorite Drinking Beast Milk" was lawless here, kidnapped and blackmailed, swept the invincible with a pair of fists, broke many records in the False God Realm, and received rewards from the False God Realm.

When Xu Lang came here, Shi Hao was confronting Shi Ziteng.

"Shi Hao, I love animal milk the most, hehe..."

Shi Ziteng said: "You kid is going to be arrogant to the end!"

Thinking of the humiliation he suffered at the beginning, Shi Ziteng gritted his teeth in hatred. Perhaps someone was secretly fueling the flames, and his perverted name has not been removed yet.

After a year, Shi Hao's body has grown a lot, and now he grinned his teeth, just hooked his fingers at the stone, and said: "Come on, I didn't kill you at that time, I didn't want to take advantage, now we fight against the realm, Let me give you a little shock of the blood-moving realm!"

Shi Ziteng didn't dare to go forward at once.

Shi Hao's body is comparable to that of an ancient ferocious beast, with one arm weighing [-] jin. This is the pinnacle of blood-moving realm, which also makes him an invincible existence in this area. No worries.

This is also due to the alchemy in the stone village. With the liquid medicine brewed by Shi Yunfeng and Shi Hao's own hard work, he has achieved such a physical body. Unless ordinary people receive hell training in Xu Lang's Thunder Pool, it is difficult to reach it. this realm.

"My opponent is your father!"

Shi Ziteng said: "You are a junior, you can only fight with my son, Shi Hao, you probably don't know, my son has already entered the Butian Pavilion, even if you got the things from Yuwangfu and Wuwangfu, it is better My son is too slow."

After Shi Hao heard about Butian Pavilion, he didn't care, and said: "Is that what you said to me?"

In the past year, Shi Hao has read the secret books in the stone village, moved the cave, and his strength has grown tremendously. Even if he cares about Shi Ziteng's threat and Shi Yi's growth in his heart, he will not show it.

What's more, Shi Hao knows very well that Shi Yi's cultivation base is higher than him, and he has cultivated longer than him, so he doesn't need to worry about this.

"Not bad!"

Shi Ziteng said: "You make enemies everywhere, don't think we can't find you!"

Shi Hao shook his head, not caring. He followed Xu Lang and learned to play Shi Yi. Recently, he also thought about playing more people. After having more vests, he would not be afraid of being opened by others. At this time, he just curled his lips and said in disdain : "Maybe I found you first."

While talking, Shi Hao saw Xu Lang, quickly put on a smiling face, and said, "Brother Lang, long time no see, I didn't expect to see you here."

"It's you!"

When Shi Ziteng saw Xu Lang, his eyes became even more angry.

"Shi Ziteng, is this the one playing you?"

"I heard that your reputation was ruined by him?"

"Hey, are the rumors about Shi Ziteng true?"

For most monks, the False God Realm is a virtual world after all, and people in it are not afraid of the Martial Prince's Mansion at all. At this time, they all opened their mouths and asked the truth.

"His way of playing is too much, it's unimaginable, and this makes me show my flaws."

Xu Lang said regretfully.

Shi Ziteng's face darkened even more.

(End of this chapter)