Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

In terms of swordsmanship alone, even if the spiritual energy in his body cannot be used, Shangguan Hong can still defeat enemies in the four realms.

These four realms refer to the spiritual master.

There are many differences between spiritual masters and immortal cultivators, among which the gap between people of the same level is unavoidable.

For most of the spiritual masters, it is natural for them to go from the first realm to the fourth realm. They only need to open up the spiritual sea and absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. But starting from the fifth realm, it is extremely difficult for spiritual masters to make progress, because the spirit of qi is largely determined from birth. Therefore, the first to fourth realms of spiritual masters are just quantitative accumulations, and only when they reach the fifth realm can they achieve a qualitative breakthrough.

Cultivating immortals is different.

The Qi state of cultivating immortals is a hurdle, a hurdle that blocks most people. Almost the vast majority of people are unable to sense the innate Qi from the beginning and finally transform it into immortal Qi.

After that, each realm of cultivation is a hurdle of some size. Some people can easily cross it, like Zhuge Qing. But some people, no matter how hard they practice, cannot achieve a qualitative change from quantitative change, and finally die depressed in the same realm.

This leads to the fact that at the same numerical realm, a cultivator may be weak or strong. However, a spiritual qi master is often more moderate, with a low limit that is not low and a high limit that is not high. Only after reaching the fifth realm will a spiritual qi master have a qualitative leap and be able to be compared with a cultivator in terms of the upper limit.

Therefore, Shangguan Hong was confident that he could defeat a fourth-level spiritual master with only swordsmanship and the sword in his hand. The strength of these black-clothed men was obviously not enough for the fourth level, and their martial arts were extremely poor, so they were obviously no match for Shangguan Hong.

But the premise of all this is that they are not alone.

The sword swung and blood flew everywhere. Shangguan Hong's eyes were already covered by a layer of light red mist, and there were gray ashes floating around.

Sixty-ninth.

Shangguan Hong has killed sixty-nine Ash Men, and she has realized that these "people" are actually one person, but this person has split into many selves. This has led to a constant stream of enemies trying to completely overwhelm Shangguan Hong.

Shangguan Hong gritted her teeth, her eyes still showing a sharp sword intent. She knew that this person's goal was to make her give up resistance, not to kill her. But she would never surrender or let the other party succeed.

The sword shines like the moon.

Shangguan Hong leaped up and swung his sword into the air, directly cutting off the heads of four Ash Men. But other Ash Men continued to appear and instantly filled the gap. Shangguan Hong had anticipated this, and when the sword moved forward, he paused, and the whole person bounced back in a weird posture like a spring.

der~
Shangguan Hong quickly "bounced" back into the room.

This almost suicidal behavior stunned the Ashes.

Then they suddenly realized that Shangguan Hong walked out the window.

Without any hesitation, the Ashes, who were originally slow in their movements, rushed into the room like crazy. Shangguan Hong used two swords to break the door axis, causing the door to fall backwards, buying her a short time.

The eighth floor is very high.

Ordinary buildings are also built very steeply.

It can be said that in order to avoid the classic Assassin's Creed scene, the Huangmen built the restaurant with the idea of ​​being square and no one can climb it. If it weren't for the Ming Dynasty architectural style, the ordinary building would even be built like a square coffin for people to enjoy.

This really stopped most of the thieves, after all, no one wanted to challenge the no-hold climbing project. But Huang Yiri didn't expect that this design would hit him on the head like a boomerang today.

Who the hell designed this? Did they consider the feelings of the climbers?
Cursing the designer of the ordinary building in his heart, the first generation of Batman in black tights tried hard to climb up. Now his few footholds were the window sills and some corners.

Since leaving Beiliang, Huang Yiri has become increasingly fatter, and has gradually lost his dog-searching skills that could be compared with Zhou Li's. But today, with the activation of his desire to survive, he actually broke through himself and climbed from the ninth floor to the eighth and a half floor in one breath.

Less than twenty centimeters in total.

Huang Yiri felt a little sad. He didn't expect that Batman, who once dominated Beiliang and discriminated against black people, would fall to such a state today. His escape was inevitable. Although the man disguised as a waiter was kicked to death by him, it did not mean that the other party had no backup. Huang Yiri knew from the beginning that he was poisoned and could not use his power, so he could only escape.

But he didn't expect that his confidence in rock climbing at the beginning would turn into a strong hatred for his 220-pound body. He now wanted to go back to Beiliang, back to the days when he and Sun Defeng sneaked into the old scholar's room to steal the leave note.

Unfortunately, time can’t be turned back.

Just like this window that was kicked and broken, there is no way to go back to the past.

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Looking at the heroine who jumped out of the window nimbly, Huang Ritian was suddenly shocked.

Long live!
The heroine is purple sand!
Before Huang Yitian could scream, Shangguan Hong clenched the eight-sided Han sword in her backhand and stabbed it heavily into the wall of the ordinary building, blocking her fall.

Oh? !

Huang Yiri's eyes lit up, and he realized that the female knight's method was the right one. He quickly drew out the dagger from his waist, thrust it into the wall, and then let go of the window sill.

Shangguan Hong turned her head sharply and looked in astonishment at the pervert in a black tights and flesh-clad bodysuit who was falling down wailing while holding the broken dagger.

No, this is Huang Yiri!
Alarm bells rang in Shangguan Hong's mind. She reached out and grabbed Huang Yiri's collar to prevent Huang Yiri from becoming as flat as the bat.

But this caused the eight-sided Han sword, which originally only weighed less than 110 kilograms, to suddenly weigh more than 300 kilograms. And this 300 kilograms was not static, but fell rapidly.

Then···
Veins were visibly popping out on the swordswoman's forearms, and she could barely hold the Eight-Sided Han Sword. Fortunately, years of swordsmanship had made Shangguan Hong's forearms as strong as a rock, and she didn't let go even in this special situation.

But the situation of the two was also very bad at this time. Originally, Shangguan Hong wanted to use the Eight-sided Han Sword to slowly descend. But after hanging Huang Yitian, Shangguan Hong could no longer pull out a little sword tip to slowly descend like before.

She had no doubt that if she just pulled out the blade of her sword a little, the two of them would fall heavily to the ground like little boys landing in the square, with bruises here and there.

But they couldn't just hang around here forever. Whether it was the Ashes who were chasing Shangguan Hong or the people who wanted to capture Huang Yiri, they all poked their heads out of the windows of the eighth floor and the restaurant.

He smiled.

Faced with the door that couldn't be opened, Zhou Li gave a ferocious smile.

Tang Wan, who was standing by, was holding his waist, gasping for breath, with a grim look on his face.

Just when Zhou Li and Tang Wan pushed the door, the door suddenly closed by itself as if it had a life. After that, no matter how they pushed or attacked, the door could not be opened.

Can't open at all.

Who is Zhou Li? How could he be trapped by a door? After discovering that there was something wrong with the door, he immediately ordered Tang Wan to chisel the window and the wall.

Then the two of them discovered that the person who trapped them had thought of the same thing.

The windows were extremely hot and could not be touched. The walls seemed to have been expanded countless times, and no matter how hard they chiseled, they could not make a complete hole. All they could see was endless ashes and dust.

"Oh shit."

Zhou Li instantly realized who was causing the trouble. He gritted his teeth and angrily cursed, "Stupid idiot."

There is no doubt that this is caused by epilepsy.

Zhou Li had always thought that the number of Dianhuo was probably over 4000 so there had been no news. However, he did not expect that this group of people had become so crazy that they attacked Huangmen and disciples of Longhu Mountain in the territory of Longhu Mountain, and did it so openly.

Do these people really not take the old Taoist priest seriously?
Zhou Li also knew that the crazy people might be crazy, but they were not stupid. They would definitely not come to Buxian Town to die for the old master to improve their record. If they dared to come here, it meant that the old master would definitely not take action immediately.

Nothing will happen to Longhu Mountain, right?

Longhu Mountain is so high that it reaches the clouds, ethereal and impermanent. Anyone who sees it will say that it is a fairy mountain. But under the cover of night, the clouds and mist seem to be the remains of fire, covering Longhu Mountain with layer upon layer of dark clouds.

"There is no way out."

Liu Kuang was shirtless, with scars all over his body making him look extremely ferocious. He raised his head, looked at the waning moon in the sky, and said slowly:
"Brother, I have to do this."

The old Taoist priest held a burning stick in his hand, his eyes full of mixed emotions. He stood beside the bluestone, looking at Liu Kuang, who was full of fairy spirit, and whispered, "Why do you have to do this?" "That's it."

Liu Kuang gritted his teeth and said angrily: "If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you don't live, you will die!"

Zhuge Qing on the side pursed his lips and subconsciously advised: "Uncle Master, this..."

"Don't try to persuade me."

Liu Kuang shouted to the old Taoist priest, “Come on!”

Zhuge Qing turned his head away reluctantly, then stretched out his hand and waved it, concealing the secret.

Master Laotian breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Liu Kuang with a resolute mentality, raised the wooden stick that was lit with endless fire, and slowly lowered it down with trembling hands.

Liu Kuang gritted his teeth, turned around, took off his pants, and stuck out his butt.

“Fuck hemorrhoids, I must die together with you aa ...

Ordinary buildings tower into the clouds.

The people in the building were fast asleep and unaware of the commotion.

The people hiding in the darkness with lit torches stood quietly without making any sound.

furnace.

What they are forging is a furnace.

[Do not go against the will of the Fire Lord]

They stared at the outer wall of the room tangled with flesh and blood, and one sound after another came out like the crackling sound of burning flames.

He Must Die

[The Fire Lord is already dead, and only a body remains. Who among you can guarantee that the body is still the Fire Lord himself? ]

[The Fire Lord told us to kill him, so we just killed him. Why are you talking so much nonsense? ]

【That's just a body! 】

The leading man said unhappily: [A broken body, a broken body! You can't even be sure whether the consciousness in a broken body is the Fire Lord's own, and you dare to be sure that He is right? ]

[Zhou Li can become the Fire Lord, so he is the future Fire Lord. The Fire Lord of the past is already dead, how can we trust the words of a broken body?]

[But that is the remains of the Fire Lord! ]

The leader cursed in a low voice: [Fuck your mother, are you hiding from the wind? ]

[The three rules left by the Fire Lord must have been written by the Fire Lord himself. The soul in the Fire Lord's body may not be the Fire Lord. Zhou Li can definitely become the Fire Lord. Now you want to listen to someone who may not be the Fire Lord and kill a fire seed who can definitely become the Fire Lord? ]

【crazy? 】

The crowd was silent. They were used to using fire to transmit their voices, which could prevent the terrifying beings lurking in the shadows from hearing their words. After a long while, one of them made a crackling sound of fire.

【What should we do then? 】

[In the name of the temporary leader of the Crazy Fire Sect, I order you to stop listening to the Fire Lord's voice and prepare to welcome the appearance of the new Fire Lord]

As soon as these words were spoken, the flames suddenly became more intense.

[How can this be possible?! ]

[If we can't even listen to the words of the Lord of Fire, how can we call him Crazy Fire? ]

[Lu...can't do this]

At this time, an old voice came from the flames: [We must listen to the words of the Fire Lord and welcome the new Fire Lord. We must break away from our previous inherent thinking and develop our Ming characteristics...]

Without waiting for the old flame to finish his words, the leader said coldly:

[Dispel the whispers in the souls of those two people, do not let the future Fire Lord get involved for the time being, and then leave immediately. The old Taoist priest cannot delay for too long.]

[How long will it take? ]

came a voice.

[It depends on whether Liu Kuang's hemorrhoids can withstand the embers of the Fire Lord's remains.]

"What kind of chemical reaction do you think will occur when this endlessly burning flame touches your master's hemorrhoids that won't disappear?"

Zhou Li looked at the window burning with endless flames and asked Tang Wan beside him with a thoughtful look on his face.

"do not know."

Tang Wan shook his head and said solemnly: "I believe in my master's strength. This kind of fire is not enough."

"Hey."

Zhou Li had a headache. He and Tang Wan tried many ways but could not break through the blockade of this room. It would take some time for Zhou Li's spirit to recover. At least during this time, it would be difficult for him to...

Wait a moment.

Suddenly, Zhou Li turned his head sharply and said to Tang Wan in astonishment, "That's not right."

"I have two tempers!"

Tang Wan's eyes suddenly widened and he exclaimed in shock: "Oh my god!"

"Really!"

Zhou Li and Tang Wan tried it, and the door should have been transformed by some kind of talisman or magic array. If the two of them work together, they should be able to solve the blocked door that is not as good as the Taixue biogas pool. But the problem is that Zhou Li's immortal energy is blocked, and he subconsciously thinks he is doomed.

Now he suddenly realized that something was wrong and that he had a dual personality.

After taking a look at the listless and very well-behaved Lingqi, Zhou Li and Tang Wan exchanged glances, and they immediately came to the front door, and the Qi in their bodies began to work continuously.

Rat charm, pig charm, dragon charm.

Swallow.

In an instant, the originally indestructible door collapsed for some reason, and Zhou Li and Tang Wan revealed their invincible figures in the night.

Looking at the densely packed men in black holding torches in the corridor, countless distorted lines appeared on the faces of the unrivaled Zhou Li and Tang Wan.

Door, I miss you. (End of this chapter)