Immortality begins by crossing the storage bag

Chapter 57: Being a real person

""Haotian's World-Winning Formation""

"Who else could this savior be compared to me?" Xiao Shiyilang's blood boiled. Which young man doesn't have the dream of being a savior in his heart, and he is so talented and lucky that he should shoulder this responsibility!
The Qingqing Qi fell on Jin Wufeng, and then the Lord of the Temple began to explain the function of the Qingqing Qi and the purpose of this assessment.

There was an uproar!

"There is such a large formation! Fortunately, it is only used for catastrophes, otherwise it will be a genius production line."

"There must be a very high price, otherwise, why is it only used by the Disaster of the World? In other words, this competition may be to deal with the Disaster of the World!"

"No way, where did the disaster come from, Da Kong or the demon cultivator?"

"quiet!"

With a loud shout, everyone shut up.

"Nip it in the bud. The formation is activated once every ten thousand years. You guys happened to catch up with it. That's it. Let's break up the meeting." After the meeting ended, Wuming realized that he had made a mistake in language due to habit.

But I’m too lazy to explain.

"You scared me, what are you doing?"

"Continue watching the game."

"Don't panic, everyone, let's continue to appreciate the heroic appearance of the geniuses!" The host came to the rescue with a sexy voice.

It's just that not everyone believes in this ten thousand year promise. Some people are already thinking about it, although they have no clue.

Xiao Shiyilang began to harvest. Who is afraid of luck?
"Young master, it's better to be careful. Thinking about the previous name, it is also a sign of excessive luck." Old Ling reminded.

"You're right, just have a normal attitude." Xiao Shiyilang slowed down.

Too much is not enough, if your luck is too high, even a small thing can turn into a disaster, which is not a pleasant feeling.

Besides, he is not short of luck either.

"It's a pity that Brother Chen Ming can't be contacted. He should know the secret of luck. The name change is really a stroke of genius." Xiao Shiyilang said regretfully.

As time continues to advance, more and more people are slowly being eliminated. Some of them are unlucky and get passed in the first round. In fact, their own strength is not bad.

There are also those who are not strong enough. After several rounds, some have gone down and some are still there.

People in the Palace of Strange Beasts ride strange beasts. Strange beasts don't just produce strange objects, they can also fight.

The way they get along is much gentler than that of the Beast Control Sect, and the power they unleash is stronger.

"These cruel women, how many corpses of monsters will be fed to this strange beast?" the disciple of the Beast Control Sect said bitterly.

"There are plenty of monsters. Why do you worry so much? Don't bring your concept of monsters into serving the human race." Another beast-controlling sect said displeased.

Liu Ruyan was riding on the back of an adult white elephant. When the white elephant stepped down, the ground would shake three times, and even a person with weak consciousness would shake three times when he snorted.

To deal with this kind of phantom, the white elephant's cry is the best.

Another girl is riding a huge goat. There are some mysterious patterns on the goat's feet, which seems to make people fall into it after a few more glances.

There is also a girl sitting on the head of a python that is dozens of feet tall, with bells jingling all over her body, and the python swaying its body with the sound of the bells.

One tail slapped a genius shadow to death.

"Fantastic Beast Sect, I really haven't had time to go." Xiao Shiyilang showed an interested look.

The other monks also showed their magical powers, and the battle became more and more intense. Regardless of luck or strength, those who were left at this time were no longer ordinary people.

"Oh, dig a hole, idiot." Hu Liang said anxiously.

If it was him, he would have been hiding for a long time. Isn't it easy to sleep a thousand years ago?
"Brother is right, it is indeed the case."

"Yes, you can get one thousand for one night's sleep. It's the same thing for free." Hu Yue nodded.

This is how they advanced. Although their supplies were pitiful, they were still alive.

The monks around the three people suddenly widened their eyes and took out their spiritual stones and asked to change places. These three people were simply unbelievable.

The three views are seriously inconsistent, and the viewing experience is imaged.

"I'll give you two hundred high-quality goods, and we'll exchange them for you. I can't bear it anymore."

"Don't change!"

"Fellow Taoist, why go to all this trouble? If you don't like it, we can just shut up. I have all the opinions you like about the spirit stone." Hu Liang took away the two hundred spirit stones in the shocked eyes of the other party.

I'm so excited. This is my first bucket of spiritual stones since my bad luck. I haven't earned spiritual stones in more than 50 years. This feeling is really solid.

"Shut your mouth and pretend you're asleep."

"Okay, look at you!"

Yingying looked at the figure of the genius in front of her with a solemn face. She was also a female cultivator and a member of the Shura Palace!

But she won't back down!

When the two swords collided with killing intent, they were both so pure and decisive. The astonishing killing intent dispersed the surrounding area and turned into a vacuum.

"This can't continue like this. My training time is too short after all." Yingying thought, looking for a way to defeat the enemy.

They practice the same technique, which is the Shura Dao Sutra. Even the palace master practices this book.

But the wonder of "Shura Tao Sutra" is that it can create and evolve countless different killing intentions, and everyone can find his own way, his own way.

I thought of my master’s teachings, my second uncle and my aunt, and my own ignorance and longing for not being deeply involved in the world.

In fact, Yingying has already chosen a path.

"The Sword to Stop Killing!"

She is not seeking revenge for the sake of revenge, she wants to return to ordinary life, and it is too tiring to carry hatred all the time.

There are still other things to do in life, and revenge is just the duty of a daughter.

When she completes this duty, her life will truly begin!
The reserved but resolute sword intent bursts out from Yingying. This sword intent seems to be the nemesis of the killing intent. It does not resist killing, it recognizes the killing intent.

Follow the path of killing.

It doesn't just kill.

It stops at killing in order to stop killing someday.

A gap was torn open in Shura Palace's genius sword intent, and her murderous intent could no longer fill it. The gap seemed to be calmed down from within.

Yingying won the victory and walked out of her murderous path.

A trace of lightness floated into her soul, and Yingying continued to move forward.The master on the scene had tears in her eyes. She knew that Yingying was a lucky child, compared with those of them who had experienced hell firsthand.

"You are so young and you actually understand your own way. Yingying is really amazing." Xiao Shiyilang commented on this polite and cheerful girl he had met.

None of his many words are his own, which makes him a little frustrated when he thinks about it.

On the other side, a shadow of a beast appeared behind the Holy Son of the Demon Ancestor. It was a dragon in the god-transformation stage. He extinguished the shadow of the genius with a casual breath, and had already killed more than a dozen geniuses.

"Don't tell me, the Temple of the Demon Ancestor is different from that of the Beast Master Sect and the Qi Beast Sect. They have gone their own way."

"Otherwise, why have you lived in the rolling mountains for so long? This technique can make your physical body the same as that of monsters, and even borrow the power of sacred beasts that far exceed your own. It is really terrifying."

"Isn't this a lie? It's a bit doubtful whether Xiao will be his opponent if he borrows a monster that is equivalent to the Mahayana stage."

"Good guy, just open your mouth and come. The monsters in the Mahayana stage are just weeds."

Chen Ming's beast is just a decoration, the purpose is to tell others that I am not a storage bag, but a monster.

He has neither the ability of a monster nor the physical blessing of a monster, although the storage bag may be stronger than the physical body of some monsters.

To a certain extent, the people from Demon Ancestor Temple were also Chen Ming's good friends, and they were passively taking the blame.

Ao Hao, the Holy Son of the Demon Ancestor, quickly absorbed the Qingqing Qi and rushed to the next location. If anyone wanted to say who lacked luck the most, it was definitely the monks of the Demon Ancestor.

Because it is too difficult to practice in the Demon Ancestor Temple. You don’t have to have the blood of demon beasts. Your body must be able to withstand it, otherwise it will only be a joke if you die.

In order to manifest the phantom, the senior needs to challenge the monster, fuse his blood on the side, and learn the monster's abilities while enduring the pain.

And although he and the saint have the blood of divine beasts and are guaranteed to be in union, it is almost impossible to achieve the Mahayana.

There is no transcendent person in heaven and earth, and no holy beast has appeared in heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years.

But the upper limit of the Demon Ancestor Temple depends on the quality of the beast first, and the human secondly, so the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes.

The more luck you need!
The humans and beasts of the Strange Beast Sect are just aids or tools, and the humans and beasts of the Beast Control Sect are just the main means, except for the Demon Ancestor Temple.

The beast is the root!
Human beings can reach the sky by developing based on their own strength, which is higher than that of beasts!
"Huh? What's going on?" Ao Hao was stunned as he looked at the dozens of shadows behind a contestant.

They are the seedlings of his faction, Demon Spirit Sect, but are there too many types?The cultivation method of the Demon Spirit Belt is to find the highest level of demon beast bloodline. Why are there so many of these people?

Shan grinned. There were too many bloodlines in that unknown land, and they were very pure.

He endured a month of inhuman torture and came back from the brink of death, and the rewards were abundant. He had no obvious pain when fusing the blood of other monsters.

And the degree of integration is very high, and you can do it yourself without the intervention of your elders.

So he took the route of winning by quantity!
They are all a bunch of fifth-grade early-stage monsters, but the dozen or so various bloodline talents that can defeat them are dazzling!

Ao Hao sighed with emotion and continued his harvest.

"Senior sister, that person has the aura of blood velvet on him, could those lost rare objects be..." asked a girl from the Qiling Sect.

"That incident has passed. The strange objects are just a gimmick for the Wonderful Beast Sect to gain a foothold, not the foundation. Continue to harvest the shadow of the genius." The senior sister said calmly.

"Yes."

Xiao Shiyilang stood at the top, and he suddenly thought of an idea, which was very fun.

The tenfold heavy domain targeted all the saints and saints, and he smiled heartlessly.

"What are you doing, Xiao is not a human being!" a holy son of the temple cursed.

"I can't wait. I want to compete with the top players here. It doesn't say I can't fight. I don't like luck, and it seems that I can grab it faster than I can find it!"

"Do you want to fight against eighteen of us alone?" a saint snorted coldly.

"How will you know if you don't try? Life is like this."

"Besides, you always call me a bad person. If I follow the rules like this, I am betraying everyone's trust. I have to live up to this title." Xiao Shiyilang said matter-of-factly.

With this brain circuit, all the saints and saints were speechless.

The attack has begun!
The hundred-fold heavy domain was opened directly, and all the saints and saints instantly felt a suffocating weight. Their bodies were shining with the means and glory of being forced, and they looked at Xiao Buren with a cold face.

"Haha, it's still because Xiao is not a good person, this visual experience is so cool!"

"Awesome! This courage to succeed regardless of failure is unprecedented!"

"I'm afraid there will be no one to come after me! In the future, the top ones may not be the saints and saints of the temple!"

The people who were eating melons were howling and screaming. Xiao's decision to not be a human was really irritating to them. Even the host couldn't stop shouting with such passion.

In the end she could only give up and shout along.

The Lord of the Temple looked at Xiao Bubu speechlessly. This man was too trusting, and it would be a good thing to suffer a little loss.

"Hehe, I haven't used this sword intention since I got it. Give it a try."

"The Sword of Annihilation."

A pitch-black sword intent that seemed to split time and space slashed across all the saints and saints, bringing with it the destructive power to destroy everything, leaving almost no room for thought.

"This madman! The blood of the blue dragon!"

"Blood of the Phoenix!"

The Holy Son and Saint of the Demon Ancestor Temple were directly forced to use the most powerful trick, and the phantom of the divine beast appeared.

"Excalibur, Godless Sword!"

"Yuanbao-Xuanwu Shield!"

……

Is it a bit much?Xiao Shiyilang looked at the saints and saints fighting each other. They seemed to be embarrassed and angry, and at the same time a little scared.

He saw lovely tears and a sense of grievance from the body of a saint whose clothes were annihilated by his sword, revealing her snow-white color.

"No more playing, run away quickly, you guys can't help but beat me, my Lord, the Fire Element, and the Zodiac Sign of Fire, I haven't even used it yet!"

Xiao Shiyilang immediately fled far away and continued to fight with the shadow of Tianjiao. Without his heavy domain blessing, the pressure on the saints and saints was suddenly reduced, and they immediately drove away the sword intention.

But their moral integrity was broken.

Just one sword, a light sword, and Jun Huo hasn't moved yet.

No one in their group has Junhuo, including those who are most in need of refining weapons, alchemy, and drawing talismans. This Xiao Shiyilang is not only inappropriate, he is simply inappropriate!
Silence!

(End of this chapter)