Nine turns immortal

() The days of outer disciples are very ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary. In the world of cultivators, the cultivation of the acquired realm is equivalent to ordinary people, and they are not considered true cultivators. Whether it is adventure or treasure hunting Forget it, it's all about the inner disciples of each faction and above, and it doesn't have much to do with disciples of Wang Gan's status.

As time passed, Wang Qian was immersed in the world of cultivation, and every breakthrough was a kind of joy and inspiration.

From the Nine Turns of Body Refining Art to the first turn of Yijin stage, Wang Qian no longer stayed in Qingyun Mountain every day, but started to go out for a walk.

The Tianyuan Continent is very large and has countless people. Only the three empires controlled by Qingyunmen have billions of people. There are countless merchants and rich people.

In order to increase his knowledge, Wang Gan's footprints are almost all over the mountains and rivers. Most of the time he walks as a mortal, observing all phenomena in the world, walking thousands of dangerous journeys, depending on the warmth and coldness of human beings, and deducing the way of heaven with humanity. , Grasp a trace of the path of heaven from the complicated world of mortals. In this way, his cultivation of spiritual consciousness has greatly increased, and his soul realm has continued to increase. The increase was so fast that even he was shocked.

"It seems that the avenue is boundless, omnipresent, dark and indescribable."

Standing on the land of the Zhao Wu Empire, looking up at the sky, Wang Gan slowly sighed with emotion. He is now wearing a green shirt, tall and thin, but judging from the exposed skin on his body, he has given birth to this layer of precious light, full of With the power to dominate the world, sometimes he is a scholar, and sometimes the aura of a hero and overlord is perfectly integrated in him, which further shows his outstandingness, and the bustling crowd unconsciously opens a way for him.

Wang Gan kept using his own wisdom to deduce his own way of cultivation, only to feel confused, and even more feel that the way of heaven is lofty, and he is just a weak ant in front of the ancient way of heaven and earth, unable to make waves .

"Yuantong Dinghui, body and mind, my current soul realm has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation establishment, and I can break through to the stage of the late stage of foundation establishment at any time. The various combat methods in the halberd technique are not yet very smooth. With the Taoism, but also the power to subdue demons and protect the Taoism, and this nine-turn body training formula, only in the battle, will it be of great importance. Breakthroughs and hard training will not have much effect."

Wang Qian was very clear about his own cultivation path in his heart, and he was no longer confused at the beginning.

At this time, Zhao Wu Empire and Xue Ye Empire were at war, so he simply joined the army, starting as a small soldier.

In today's Tianyuan Continent, there are many countries, which seem to be complicated, but according to Wang Qian's understanding over the past few days, the situation is very clear. Behind almost every mortal country, there are more or less shadows of cultivation sects. In fact, this is also very easy to understand. Cultivation is not a severance, nor does it not eat the fireworks of the world. On the contrary, every sect of cultivation needs massive resources, such as spiritual stones, magic weapons, divine materials, population, etc. It is unimaginable for ordinary people.For example, if a sect wants to inherit for a long time and the orthodoxy will not be destroyed, it needs generations of genius disciples who can support the strength of the entire sect. Where do these genius disciples come from? It is from the mortal country. The bigger the territory and the larger the population, the more geniuses with great potential. On the contrary, if a cultivation sect has no influence in the mortal kingdom, it will only be ineffective in the end. In the long river of history.

Throughout the ages, there have been many orthodox sects that have perished due to lack of successors. This is also after Emperor Tianyuan ruled the world, he was jointly attacked by the angry sects of comprehension. Soon the huge Wang Chao disappeared, and even himself was robbed. Wang Gan got it.

The Zhaowu Empire is a mortal kingdom controlled by Qingyunmen. It has a vast area and a population of hundreds of millions. How many outstanding disciples are there to be found?Think about picking from hundreds of millions of people, what kind of concept is that?

As for the Xueye Empire, the Falling Star Sect stood behind it, and its power was similar to that of the Qingyun Sect. Both sides belonged to the Immortal Dao. The battle of the Night Empire has almost become a routine, and a war will break out every ten years or so.

This time the war broke out, Wang Gan also happened at the right time, because he wanted to hone his own cultivation, he joined the army of the Zhao Wu Empire and went to the border.

Wang Gan joined the army of the mortal country this time, and experienced the war in order to hone his fighting skills, so from the very beginning, he regarded himself as an acquired martial arts tycoon, not a corpse soldier who had reached the realm of cultivation A corpse cultivator, a zombie.

It was also from this day that a murderous figure appeared on Qingxue Pass.

His physical body is incomparably tough, invulnerable to swords, spears, swords and halberds, and his strength is as infinite as a world-defying demon god. Only when he is on the battlefield, he pushes horizontally all the way, regardless of it, holding a big black iron halberd, passing the edge of the halberd, Heads rolled and blood flowed like a river.

"General, it's not good, that killing god is here!"

A soldier in iron armor rushed into a large felt tent with a panicked and pale face, and knelt down to report to a mighty middle-aged man.

This is the military tent of the Xueye Empire, with hundreds of thousands of troops gathered, food and grass like mountains, countless heads, bustling and crowded, but it is as quiet as the night forest, reflecting the strict discipline and elite soldiers of the Xueye Empire's army .

But now Qin Mu, the commander of this army, has a sad expression on his face. After hearing the report from the soldier, his expression changed again and again.

Walking out of the military tent with a cold snort, someone had brought a majestic war horse long ago. It was as red as coal, and below the horse's belly, crimson scales could be seen faintly. Possessing the blood of the ferocious red-scaled beast, it can travel thousands of miles in the sun, coming and going like the wind.

Riding on the red-scaled horse, Qin Mu arrived at the front line of the army within a few breaths, and a majestic pass stood in the distance, like an immortal giant, which could not be broken even by the storm.

With his eyes fixed, he had already seen the place where the two armies clashed, a blood-red sharp sword coming surging.

At this time, it was already the second month that Wang Gan joined Emperor Wudi Zhao's army. In the past two months, he galloped across the battlefield and killed countless people. I don't know how many soldiers of Xue Ye Empire died under his command Under the divine halberd.

Today, when the two armies fought, he fought again. In less than half an hour, the God-Punishing Halberd in his hand was already blood-red, and thick blood streaks were continuously flowing on the blade of the halberd. It further increased the power of the magic weapon in his hand.

Thoroughly treating himself as a mortal soldier, Wang Gan held a divine halberd and slashed with strides. Strips of black light surrounded him. Any enemy soldier who approached him, no matter how strong the armor he was wearing, would be strangled instantly into a blood mist.

"Ah! Devil!"

A soldier of the Snowy Night Empire watched his comrades fall one by one, his face was as pale as snow, his eyes were terrified, he howled loudly, and ran to the rear, but how could he escape, Wang Gan snorted coldly With a sound, the halberd waved, and the cold light of the blade pierced through the void, passing by his throat in an instant, a bright blood line shot up into the sky, and the head fell to the ground, another unjust soul.

What Qin Mu saw was that Wang Gan was slashing and killing wantonly in the formation of the two armies, like a peerless magic weapon, rushing brutally into the sea of ​​people, piercing fiercely, splashing a series of rivers of blood.

"This man is really fierce, like a terrifying beast! He is not like a mortal, no matter how powerful a general is, he is not his opponent!"

Qin Mu was shocked. He saw with his own eyes that dozens of sharp spears were directly inserted into Wang Gan's body, but it had no effect at all. The spears were all shaken into dust, and as for the soldiers, they were all killed naturally.

Although Wang Gan killed fiercely, his mind was as clear as water, without any waves, and the trajectory of the halberd in his hand became more and more mysterious, with an indescribable charm in it.

As for Qin Mu's watching from a distance, he is naturally ignorant, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't pay attention to it, because he is not an opponent of the same level at all. Think of a mortal general, compared with a fierce zombie like him, Probably not even ants.

On the edge of the battlefield, as time passed, Qin Mu's face became more and more gloomy, because the killing god was so terrifying that almost a hundred meters away from him was almost blank. Survive under the halberd.

"I can't go on like this anymore, someone, please invite Mr. Xingyun!"

As soon as the order was given, a messenger had already slipped away beside him.

Wang Gan's mind was calm, and he waved the halberd in his hand. He didn't know how many heads he had beheaded. Suddenly, he felt a cold murderous aura coming from afar.

A young man dressed in white came from the edge of the battlefield, with handsome features and ethereal demeanor, as if he was the favorite of the heavens. On the road he walked, the soldiers fighting on both sides calmed down, one by one involuntarily dodged to the ground. On one side, it seems to have seen a scourge.

This person is the Young Master Xingyun that Qin Mu said, and he is an inner disciple of the Falling Star Sect. This time he went down the mountain to practice, and he happened to come to the Xueye Empire. When the Qingxueguan War started, he was honored as the honored guest by Qin Mu. Originally, he was not interested in the wars of these mortals, but just now he was told by Qin Mu's soldiers that there was a god-like figure killing people on the battlefield, so he became a little interested to take a look.

Wang Gan's ferocious killing scene was caught in his eyes.

"Huh? Among mortals, he can be regarded as a master, but in the eyes of my son, he is just a bigger ant, that's all, this Qin Mu is quite clever, and besides, I, Luoxingzong, are behind the Snow Ye Empire. It's not beautiful to kill people like this, so let's take care of him."

With a faint glance, this Mr. Xingyun sentenced Wang Qian to death. Also, as a cultivator who was congenital and late, Wang Gan was just a mortal in his eyes. It is not a big deal to kill him casually. things.

A cultivator of the late Xiantian stage is the absolute king in this battlefield, and in the blink of an eye, he has already arrived in front of Wang Gan.