I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 599 Half-step Da Luo-level sword-wielding old man

"What... what private land!" Wang Teng was surprised: "I bought this villa with money!"

Luo Ziyue heheed twice: "According to the price of my action, Daxia has divided the entire 300-meter range around here to me."

"what?"

Today's Mingzhou City is full of land and gold, with a total area of ​​300 meters, which is enough for Luo Ziyue to become a tens of billions of rich women with this circle of land.

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore, I have to go to Penglai to get something back."

"Yo, that's really strange. There are things you left behind in the Penglai Fairy Mountain. If you go to pick up the corpse, you pick up the corpse. Why do you say it so fresh and refined?"

Wang Teng left angrily, and he found that he couldn't speak to this old lady.

Because from a certain point of view, I was just going to pick up corpses. Even Li Qin, whose strength was unknown, whose realm was unknown, and who was even identified by the system as a suspected real immortal.

He asked Luo Ziyue, and even she didn't know if there were real immortals in this world, although it was recorded that the immortal emperors attacked the void and broke the barriers of the universe in the prehistoric years.

From then on, he walked away on the road of immortality, but whether he really became a true immortal or not, no one knew, including those half-step Daluo-level people who followed behind the Heavenly Emperor, and they never returned.

No news at all.

So she was not sure what was at the end of the fairy road, whether it was a true immortal who was immortal and immortal, or the end of the world, where both soul and soul were destroyed.

Because no news came back from there, but everyone rushed over like moths to a flame.

How could those people not know what is wrong with it, and they are not sure whether it is true or not, but they have no choice but to move forward if they want to go further and sing about their own life span.

However, looking at the billion-year history of the Immortal Dao civilization, the appearance of the Immortal Road is only a few times.

Those who went in never came back, and no messages were sent back.

Everyone said that the Immortal Road was a shocking scam, and there were black hands behind the scenes to set it up to consume the foundation of the Immortal Dao civilization.

After all, I have to wait until I have reached that step before I am qualified to explore. Now I am afraid that I don't have any chance to do these things.

In the space in front of Wang Teng's vision, ripples and ripples continued to spread.

At this moment, he is standing above the sea, looking at him as if he still has nothing to do with the world, embedded in the Penglai fairy mountain that connects the vast earth and the different space.

The green shade is still sprouting above, countless towering ancient trees stand tall, annual old vines are entangled between the thick trunks, and unknown strange beasts roar in the forest from time to time.

Eight mountain ridges with overlapping peaks meander and guard the majestic fairy mountain in front of them together.

The still violent heaven and earth vitality is extremely rich, forming a group that looks extremely peaceful, but in fact, if ordinary warriors absorb a little, they may be torn apart by this violent energy on the spot.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, and countless berserk vitality poured in as if absorbed by a huge funnel.

With his current state of strength, there is no difference between having or not having this level of violent vitality for him.

Slowly entering Penglai Xianshan, beside the ruined palaces and palaces, on the vast Baiyu Square, the old man with a sword, whose soul was gone and only his body left, was still standing quietly.

It seems that it has been standing since ancient times and has not moved a bit.

Seeing this, Wang Teng couldn't help raising his eyebrows. When he saw this and was about to step forward into Baiyu Square, at that moment in his heart, an indescribable creepy feeling rose up deep in his heart.

He couldn't help but stop.

At some point, the drooping head of the sword-wielding old man had silently lifted up, and a pair of deep-set black eyes were quietly watching Wang Teng's every move.

Yes, he was watching him carefully, as if he had gained a little more consciousness. As long as Wang Teng dared to step in, he would be greeted with a thunderous attack.

After a while, Wang Teng took back his steps silently, and the old sword-wielding man who had long since died and only his body remained slowly lowered his head and stood quietly.

Seeing this scene, Wang Teng took a deep breath. If he insisted on stepping in, the unknown sword-wielding old man might still erupt with an unimaginable sword glow, nailing him to the ground on the spot.

"Here, how far was your strength during your lifetime?"

Wang Teng couldn't help muttering in a low voice, Rao's current strength is already comparable to that of the Eighth Realm of the Earth Immortal, and he is thinking about the strength of the Nineth Realm of the Earth Immortal, and he believes that it will take less than a few decades to reach it.

It can be said that his strength is still strong enough in today's eyes, but facing this old man with a sword, Wang Teng still feels that it is not enough.

In other words, in front of this old sword-wielding old man who only had a body left, he always felt that his strength was not enough, and it seemed that he was still the same after he was promoted to a major stage.

A half-step Daluo-level figure?

Wang Teng's face showed a strange expression. It was hard to imagine that an old man with a sword stationed here actually had the same strength as Di Fuyou.

And the final outcome is shocking.

What is he sticking to here, and what is so special about this white jade square.

Thinking of this, Wang Teng's eyes seeped a little bit of divine light, and the Martial Dao Tianmu suddenly started to operate, consolidating the white jade square paved with white jade bricks that is close at hand.

After a closer look, Wang Teng discovered that this single piece of white jade diamond was covered with inscriptions of countless Dao patterns.

He suddenly realized that it was no wonder that these white jade squares quickly returned to their original state after being destroyed.

These complicated super-level dao patterns seem to focus on space.

"Space?"

Wang Teng frowned and scratched his head a little. He really only had a superficial understanding of formations, and even the inscription of the personal space transmission formation was because his own strength had reached the level, and he felt the space power between heaven, earth and the universe, and he was on the body of 'Xing'. The found space teleportation pattern is truly formed.

The most used one is because after reaching the level of strength, he naturally comprehend the method of space teleportation. This kind of ability that seems to be rooted in instinct makes him feel like a fish in water when traveling in the universe or fighting.

This is the greatest ability obtained after being promoted to the matching strength of the Immortal Realm. It is also a derivative of the vision of the Pneumatic Divine Tibetan Realm, which was developed and excavated to a limit.

Wang Teng named it 'Kan Po', he could see the void, see his own true existence, a little bit of the void appeared, and he was alone for hundreds of millions of miles in an instant.

And on the white jade brick in front of him, although the energy has been completely lost, the complicated array patterns and the inscriptions on the Dao pattern are still very clear.

After squatting on the edge of Baiyu Square and studying for three days and three nights, Wang Teng was still unsatisfied, and at the same time withdrew his Martial Dao Tianmu with a splitting headache.

If it weren't for his current pair of eyes being able to "destroy delusion", he really wouldn't have discovered the ingenuity of this white jade square. What made him even more amazed was that the formations and dao patterns in it were intertwined and ingenious, as if they were congenital and unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)