my goddess school flower

After a few hours of double cultivation with Matsubara Junko in the hot spring pool, after both of them woke up, Wang Ziqiao found that all his injuries had healed, and even the scar on his chest had fallen off, which can be described as snow-white as warm jade .

It's just, what makes him regret is that the hair that has turned gray can't be restored unless they fall off automatically and then regrow new black hair. However, this is a long process.

Wang Ziqiao's recovery technique is very powerful, but it can't reach the level of recreation. Human beings are very strong, but sometimes they are also very weak.

"Master, my physical strength seems to have reached the late fifth level, and my mental strength has also increased at the same time!" Matsubara Junko was extremely surprised.

She was only at the beginning of the fifth level before, and she broke through two small levels overnight.

"Oh?" Wang Ziqiao was also very surprised, but soon he understood that many days of fighting, especially after absorbing Zuo Mutian's true energy in the late sixth level, were all stored in the cells in his body. Through the Demon God Art and the Yunu Heart Sutra, most of them were refined to strengthen their physical bodies, but a small part was passed on to Junko Matsubara during the double cultivation. Years of penance.

Perhaps with a few more double cultivations, Junko Matsubara can reach the peak level of level five. In addition, Junko Matsubara is a magician herself, and by motivating the essence of the elements, she can easily raise her physical body to level six.

Of course, if you want to reach the sixth level, you must also raise your spiritual realm.

"Master, what level are you? Have you improved?" Matsubara Junko looked at Wang Ziqiao expectantly. At this moment, she was still in Wang Ziqiao's arms, wrapped around her soft and smooth figure like jade.

"Me? The physical body should be in the middle of the sixth level, right? The mental strength seems to have reached the peak level of the sixth level. In just a few days, we have all improved so much. It seems that we still have to fight against the masters in the future. Let me face Zuo Mutian in the late sixth level, and I can easily kill him with a sword!" Wang Ziqiao hugged Matsubara Junko's legs, let her ride on his waist, stood up, Stepped out of the hot spring bath together.

Dressed neatly, the two left the hot spring villa, soared into the sky, and flew to the headquarters of Shuramen.

More than ten minutes later, the two landed in the yard on a jade talisman flying eagle, called Matsubara Zhisha, and began to evacuate the Shuramen who had just lived in for a few days. He was also chased away by Prince Joe.

In the whole area, only the two masters, Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Chisa, were left, and there were four other servants. These four were the maids of the Rosa Gate.

At the same time provoking two great sects, Wang Ziqiao didn't need to let the people of the Songyuan family take risks for himself.

Today, neither of them went out, but sat in meditation and recharged their batteries, because they knew that Moshamen and Yihemen would definitely not give up, and they had to keep themselves in peak condition at all times.

Wang Ziqiao knew that the reason why his mental strength improved so quickly was entirely due to the tempering and understanding in the past few days, especially after being tempered by the anger of the emperor, he had vaguely begun to comprehend the general trend.

At this time, he was also in the state of meditation, incarnated as a human emperor, not angry and majestic, as if he came from the ancient times, suppressing the ten directions, his eyes flashed with anger, and wherever his eyes looked, all living beings bowed their heads and worshiped, not daring to look directly at him .

One day passed quickly, and what surprised Wang Ziqiao was that there was no movement from Moshamen and Yihezong, and no one was sent here at all.

At night, Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko stood on the top of the tower, looking at the night sky in the distance.

Suddenly, a gray figure appeared on the top of the mountain out of thin air, looking down at the buildings halfway up the mountain.

Wang Ziqiao also sensed a huge aura covering him, looked up, and on the top of the mountain, an old man with gray hair in a bun was staring at him with his hands behind his back.

"It's time to come!" Wang Ziqiao sneered, he had already seen that the other party was definitely at the seventh level.

whoosh...

The old man in gray linen descended from the top of the mountain and stood on the roof not far from the spire. He looked at Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko with deep eyes and murderous intent, and said, "You are just stupid, my grandson!" man of?"

"Who is your grandson?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"Prodigal Iga!"

"You are the grandfather of the prodigal son of Iga? I heard that his great-grandfather is the strongest master of the Iga clan, with a cultivation base in the middle of the seventh level. I didn't expect his son to reach the seventh level. Not bad, your Iga family is really powerful !” Wang Ziqiao exclaimed.

"I don't understand. With the cultivation of the two of you, how dare you face this old man? Why dare you kill my grandson and provoke me, Iga Zong?" The old man said.

"Your words seem to be nonsense, right? Your grandson wants my woman, so why should I kill him?" Wang Ziqiao asked back.

"Sure enough, you killed him!" The old man closed his eyes.

Prince Joe was puzzled.

But at the next moment, the old man's eyes suddenly opened again, as if there was a flicker of a sword, and a powerful aura suddenly spread out, covering Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko in an instant.

Prince Jordan felt the pressure, and the air around him was as heavy as a thousand catties. He felt that he had been locked by the old man, and it seemed that as long as the old man was willing, he could take his own life at any time.

"Level [-] is really unusual. The general trend he comprehends is a bit like a domain. Within the coverage of the general trend, it is his world!" Wang Ziqiao secretly thought, and immediately meditated on the map of the emperor's anger, with a faint flame in his eyes, and his momentum was wide open. , like a young emperor, even though he is weak, he can't be underestimated, that's when he feels out of the other party's control.

But Junko Matsubara was trembling and pale. If she hadn't been snuggling in Prince Joe's arms, she wouldn't even be able to stand on her feet.

"I heard that you also killed Tai Yi from Moshamen. You are really brave. However, your cultivation base is really powerful, and you can actually resist my power. However, you should never kill my grandson!" Son, use your blood today to pay homage to the soul of my grandson!"

After saying a word, his figure suddenly elongated, and before the afterimage on the roof disappeared, he had already arrived in front of Prince Joe.

However, Wang Ziqiao raised his hand and threw a stone.

This stone is extremely fast, as if teleporting, it simply cannot allow the old man to dodge.

when……

It was as if the impact of refined iron appeared.

bang...

The old man flew upside down.

And the stone flashed into Wang Ziqiao's mind again.

"It's now!" Wang Ziqiao was overjoyed, and his mental strength had already noticed that the old man at this moment was indeed knocked out.

He took a step forward, shrinking the ground into an inch, and the blue chanting sword flashed blue light, flashing past the old man's legs.

flutter!

The two neat legs were cut off from the base of the thigh. The old man's body was still flying upside down, but the two legs fell to the ground.

boom!

The old man fell into the courtyard and smashed the rocks on the ground.

But the great pain seemed to have stimulated the old man's nerves, and he woke up suddenly from the dizziness.