Cultivation Is Like This

  Boom! !

  Jiang Suxin and Ren Wang Ding moved quickly in the air, the two lights and shadows were entangled, and the divine light was so powerful that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, only to feel the terrifying energy fluctuations raging back and forth.

   Ripples rush through the void, and after several annihilations of earth, fire, water and wind, a chaotic zone is left behind.

  Yan Wang connected his hands together, golden dragon aura surrounded his body, his fists, palms and fingers swept across the afterimage, and the Diancang seal blasted out, hitting the Renwang Ding directly.

  With a loud noise, the light of the purple air was disillusioned, and it flew upside down into the distance.

  Under one blow, Zuo Zi became more and more unbearable, and staggered and fell to the ground.

  Chang Wenyuan hurriedly helped him up, and the latter was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his internal organs were like eggs, not only scattered yellow under the violent impact, but also shaken evenly.

  The most serious injury lies in Yuanshen, and Chang Wenyuan, a miracle doctor who is so skilled in rejuvenation, can't do anything for a while.

  He waved his hand to sprinkle green energy, and wrapped a piece of wicker around Zuo Ziyue's wrist: "Elder Zuo, the human king's cauldron is exhausted, if the battle continues, your primordial spirit may not be able to hold it."

  Zuo Ziyue coughed up blood, and looked at the figure standing in the distance in horror. He knew that King Yan was powerful, and he was recognized as the number one monk in Zhaoqin, but he didn't expect that the opponent was so strong that he couldn't even win Wang Ding. And that luck golden dragon.

  Perhaps Emperor Ji, who had made every effort to plan, did not expect that King Yan could control the luck of Zhao Qin to such an extent.

   "cough cough cough"

  Jiang Suxin clenched his fists and coughed up blood, and felt that the Qi Luck Golden Dragon in his body was a little sluggish, so he hurriedly settled down to check and confirmed that there was nothing serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He fixed his eyes on Zuo Ziyue, looked at the direction where Ren Wang Ding disappeared, and stood with his hands behind his back: "The world has long since ceased to belong to Great Xia, and Ren Wang's name is not worthy of its name. Please, Elder Zuo sent a message to Emperor Ji, saying that Jiang's name is not worthy of his name. Virtuous without talent, can't sit in the phase of Daxia."

  He dissipated with a tired expression, talking and laughing freely, as if the battle just now was insignificant and did not hurt him at all.

  At this time, a figure came up with a knife, as fast as lightning, and came to Jiang Suxin in the blink of an eye.

  Jiang Li.

  The blade fell straight down, reflecting a vast world, and in an instant, Jiang Suxin was surrounded by it.

  Jiang Suxin smiled slightly, pointing at the pages of the book to turn them into colors, and in an instant, he made more than ten different situations of saber intent, sword intent, and fist intent.

  Although these situations have not sharpened the Dao rhyme, they also have reached the pinnacle of terrifying attainments. When Jiang Suxin raises his hands and feet, and cooperates with the golden dragon of luck, he exerts a powerful destructive power that can destroy the world.

  Mountains collapsed, the earth collapsed, thousands of miles of glaciers were wiped out

Jiang Li holds the divine blade in his hand, which is a magic weapon of the Mahayana period. He cultivates his life together, condenses his own martial arts and all his understanding of the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and has the strengths of the three schools of magic, Tao, and Buddha. Can't pick out half of the weaknesses.

  But just like him himself, he is the second child in everything he does, and he is a bit worse than Jiang Suxin in everything he does.

  「Brother, what a means!」

  Jiang Suxin let out a low snort, and pointed across the bibliography, with the ink long knife in his hand, fighting with Jiang Li with his martial arts will.

   One-sided!

   "Elder Zuo, hurry up and take back the heavy weapon. Renwang Ding is a matter of great importance, and Zhao Qin cannot bear it."

  Chang Wenyuan spoke quickly, and entered the battle circle with Qingfeng in his hand. The three figures flipped and moved, causing the ground, fire, water, and wind to explode continuously.

  Chang Wenyuan's methods are on par with Jiang Li's, one plus one

  …

  Three-on-one didn't win, and two-on-one didn't work.

  Jiang Suxin read the artistic conception of the two, and the ink and wash long sword became more and more handy, and every blow made the two of them suffer, and Jiang Li was frustrated, and he gritted his teeth to barely collapse.

  Suddenly, Chang Wenyuan cut out the earth, fire, water and wind with a sword, and retreated to stand horizontally in the void.

  His figure was hazy, fading to the point where he almost melted into the void.

  The ripples spread, and a giant tree in the sky manifested.

  The willows are luxuriant, like a ten thousand-year-old sacred tree. They are huge and grounded, rooted in the void, and thousands of willows hang down and sway, blooming a green light full of vitality.

  「Willow God」

  Jiang Suxin was overjoyed when he saw this, and swung his sword away

  Jiang Li swept Dao Yun's sword energy and slashed towards the sacred tree.

  The sharp sword light cuts through the void, and the endless sharpness comes to Changwen Yuan in a flash.

  The void suddenly stopped, and countless willow tree roots drilled out, entangled Jiang Suxin's limbs and bones, and turned them into rice dumplings in an instant.

  On the roots, a series of jade plaques are hung, engraved with complex runes, swaying with the branches of the willow tree, rhythmically and vigorously.

  The golden light dragon's aura swelled, the momentum was violent, and the two energies collided. Changwen Yuan was unstable, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and closed his eyes to silently recite the formula.

  Behind him, the huge willow tree showed the phantom of the blue dragon, and the nameless formation forcefully sealed Jiang Suxin in place.

  Chang Wenyuan knew very well that the seal was only for a moment, and King Yan was already stronger than him, and he was favored by Zhaoqin Fortune Golden Dragon, breaking through the seal only in an instant.

  Jiang Li also knew it very well, so he inserted the knife straight into the willow root.

   A little aura expands and stretches for thousands of miles.

  Chang Wenyuan consumed a lot of energy, no matter how hard it was to support the magical tree, the body that blended into the void fell out.

  The Ten Thousand Years Divine Tree dissipated, and the roots pulled back into the void and disappeared.

  Changwen Yuan held his breath and stared intently, his pale face warmed up slightly, and finally defeated Jiang Suxin, the living Zhaoqin myth.

  Deep in the void, the root system wandered away.

  Jiang Li held the blade and plunged into Jiang Suxin's chest. At the same time, he himself was pierced by Jiang Suxin's ink long sword.

   "Brother, I have dragon energy to protect my body. Although your way is strong, it is even more difficult to hurt me, even if we all die together."

  Jiang Su was halfway through talking, and chose to save face for Jiang Li.

  Jiang Li didn't take it seriously, and grabbed Jiang Suxin's lapel: "Everyone says you are perfect, and you can't find any weaknesses, but this king knows that you have a fatal Achilles' heel."

   "I also ask my elder brother for advice."

  「Arrogance!」

  Jiang Li responded in a deep voice, and the hand that was clasping the skirt of the shirt suddenly exerted force, and there was a crisp cracking sound, as if something had been crushed.

  The black light spun, and an extremely cold air spread across the venue.

  A layer of frost condensed on the void, and the dead air that was invisible to the naked eye dispersed like mist.

   Yellow Spring Pearl!

  Jiang Suxin's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he slapped out with a palm, and the Dian Cang Yin struck Jiang Li away with great force.

It's too late.

   On his chest, a black cyclone the size of a fingertip formed, sweeping through the void, annihilating the earth, fire, water and wind, and slowly expanding into a black cavity large enough to hold a person.

  Jiang Suxin was in the dark, holding the Daoist book in his hand, and continued to point out the common people.

  …

  Since he was a child, he has read a lot of books and observed all things in the world, but there is no record of the death of the underworld in the Taoist scriptures. This subject is not within the scope of his dabble.

  The dark vortex shrank, and his figure also left the world along with Yijing.

  「Jiang Suxin」

  Jiang Li stared blankly at the whirlpool of darkness: "As soon as you enter Huangquan Road, you will attract the immortals in the world. This king will win you with a trick. The next time we meet, I will win you with dignity."

   Once is fine!

   "King Xin is also planning to go to Huangquan Road?" Chang Wenyuan asked with a wry smile.

  Jiang Lihun didn't keep his house, and his heart was empty: "Longevity is so difficult, it's better than him not being able to recruit the passage of ascension, where is the great opportunity for this king, this bitter cold and lonely road to the underworld, sooner or later I have to go through it."

   As he spoke, he had a frowning face, with a look of grief for his dead brother.

  Just because he thought of a possibility, Jiang Suxin set foot on the road to Huangquan one step ahead of him, and his cultivation level went further, making it even more difficult to chase him.

  “Since we have to go through it sooner or later, why not do it today.”

  Suddenly, the void vibrated, Jiang Li and Chang Wenyuan heard the familiar voice, and their scalps went numb with shock.

  The black vortex reversed and returned to the size of a person. Jiang Suxin stepped out, holding a painting and calligraphy in her hand: "Thank you for your help, brother, this book has another one."

   There is such a thing?

how is this possible!

  Jiang Li was dumbfounded, and Chang Wenyuan was shocked. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that Jiang Suxin could reverse the cycle of reincarnation and step back to the world from Huangquan Road.

  「How did you do it?

  Jiang Li murmured, his Dao heart was severely hit, and he couldn't hold back at all.

Jiang Suxin didn't hide anything, and said bluntly: "Four hundred years ago, a person came to me and said that in addition to Huangquan Road, there is a secret ascension passage in the world. I don't like this way, but I also got a chance from him. "

   "Whether it is the Huangquan Road or the Ascension Passage, neither is the real fairy way."

   "The royal family has been preparing for many years in southern Xinjiang. On the surface, it is Wulaodong, but in fact it is secretly collecting Huangquanzhu. This king has already known this."

  「Although Huangquanzhu is highly poisonous to Mahayana monks, it is not impossible to decipher it.」

   "Brother Shi and Willow God may not know that the Holy Land also has this method!"

  Jiang Suxin eloquently said a lot, explaining with extra effort, those who didn’t know, thought he had taken the script of the villain.

  Jiang Li and Chang Wenyuan became more startled the more they heard, and the latter frowned: "Where did King Yan learn these secrets?"

  「Don’t say it!」

Jiang Suxin did not reveal the identity of the tomb guard Xuanwu, but only mentioned about Yinglong, and pointed to Chengjian and looked at the two of them: "Brother Shi, I also have a few yellow spring beads in my hand, do you take them yourself, or should I ask you to buy them?" You take it."

  Jiang Li curled his lips, out of anger, and regained his fighting spirit: "If you want me to bow my head, you have to ask me whether the magic weapon in my hand is sharp!"

  「Then offend you.」

  Jiang Suxin stepped forward, and the ink long sword raised its black awn.

   The camera turns.

  Jiang Li, Chang Wenyuan, and Zuo Ziyue lay flat, and Jiang Suxin was holding three Yellow Spring Pearls in her hand. After thinking about it, she put away one of them.

"Elder Zuo, one's will will not be imposed on the country. Whether Zhao Qin treats Great Xia, or this king treats Emperor Ji, it will not be changed by outsiders. Tell Ji Huang this promise, and he will understand. of."

  …

   "King Yan is right. Emperor Ji understands righteousness, and will definitely understand your good intentions."

   After being beaten up head and face, he still failed miserably after playing all his cards. What else could Zuo Ziyue say, he could only nod his head in agreement.

   While speaking, he looked at the end of the void in silence, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his temples.

   Yuanshen was severely injured, and was unable to take back Wang Ding, lest Jiang Suxin take it away.

  If this is the case, he will have a lot of fun.

   "Don't worry, Elder Zuo, this king is definitely not an unwise person. I know exactly what will happen to Wang Ding if I force others."

  Jiang Suxin shook her head slightly: "This is Emperor Ji's keepsake, and it is closely related to the fate of the Great Xia. No madman in the world would dare to **** it."

  「Hey, this tripod, ah, this, this, this, this, this’

   "The treasure lost by the master's family actually fell here, how fortunate it is to find it again, wonderful, master, the old man can also rest in peace under the nine springs!

  「.”x4

   There was a moment of silence in the field. Rao Yanwang's heart, it was inevitable to be speechless at this moment.

  With the unique shape of Renwang Ding, any Mahayana monk with some common sense knows that if he can't move it, he can't move it. These remarks are nothing more than deliberately finding fault.

  「Hey, why is my tripod moving? I can’t move it.」

  「Give me——」

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