Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Soon, the sumptuous meal was finished. Except for Bai Xiaoxi who was very satisfied, the other three were all unhappy.

"Guys, please come this way!" The waiter extended his hand enthusiastically and took them to their respective rooms.

땤Ye Jun came to them and happened to pass by Fan Dezheng again.

"Um?"

Fan De was looking at the hooded figures retreating in the distance, his heart skipping a beat inexplicably.

"Uncle Fan, what are you looking at?" An Miaoyi walked out of the room with her little hands behind her back.

"I can feel that the strength of those people is unfathomable, especially the leader. It actually makes me feel powerless from the bottom of my heart." Fan Dezheng said solemnly with a solemn look on his face.

"How is that possible?!"

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face full of disbelief.

You must know that the great elder of the Taoist sect in front of you has reached the Mahayana perfection, and he has mastered several ancient secret techniques of the sect, and his strength is terrifying.

As a result, even such a being was afraid of the people just now, especially the leader, and felt ashamed.

Let me ask, how powerful should that person be?

Could it be a virtual immortal...

An idea flashed through her mind, An Miaoyi swallowed water, and then rejected this ridiculous idea.

Please!

That's the realm of transcending tribulation!

If you put it in any force in the Eastern Region, it would be a high-ranking presence.

Even among Taoist sects, one of the top ten immortal sects, there are only a handful of strong people in the Tribulation Realm, and they don't show their bodies easily. They either practice in seclusion or choose to sleep.

Except for the white-haired old devil who took the lead in robbing their fleet before, An Miaoyi thought it would not be such a coincidence to meet another one!

"Uncle Fan, why do you need to boost other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?" An Miaoyi said softly.

Fan Dezheng smiled bitterly and said: "Miss, we'd better be careful when going out. After all, it's the time when the Medicine King Valley is about to open. I don't know how many powerful practitioners are coming to this inn. Even if there are seniors who are stronger than me, it's normal. ”

"Oh." An Miaoyi could only nod, but she still felt that Uncle Fan was overly worried.

late at night.

The bright full moon hangs high in the sky, emitting cold moonlight.

Ye Junlin stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the beautiful scenery of the bamboo forest outside the window, with a little emotion on his handsome face.

It has been almost a year since I traveled to this world.

Fortunately, thanks to the attentive service from Tongda, I had a good day!

[Ding, it has been detected that the host is very lonely. This system can provide free voice services. Would you like to enable the experience? 】

At this moment, the sweet lolita sound sounded in my mind, yes, it was the system!

Ye Junlin was speechless.

Tong, you are quite good at choosing the right time!

Should I praise you? Or should I praise you very much?

"No!" Ye Junlin decisively refused.

Talking to the system through voice chat, what kind of outrageous behavior is this?

If this spreads out, where will my face as a Chinese traveler be?

[Ding, the host actually refused, this system is so sad, hey, hey, hey...]

Ye Junlin: "..."

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

"Master, it's me, Shushu!" A young and clear voice sounded.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open.

Bai Xiaoxi came over with the plate, picked up the cup and put it on the table, "Master, this is your cappuccino."

The design of this cup of coffee is a childlike smiling face, with steaming steam and rich aroma overflowing.

Of course, the raw materials used are not the same as those in the previous life. If ordinary people drank it, their bodies would be unable to bear it, and they might die from bleeding.

Ye Junlin picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrance filled his lips and teeth, which was the ultimate enjoyment for his taste buds.

"Well, it tastes good, but you can add less sugar next time." Ye Junlin commented.

"Okay!" Bai Xiaoxi nodded heavily, keeping it in mind.

"Go back and make yourself a drink as a reward."

"Thank you, Master!"

Bai Xiaoxi felt that her labor had been rewarded, so she turned around and ran out happily.

"Hey, I am so lucky to have such a generous master like me." Ye Junlin took another sip of coffee and said with emotion.

At first, I was thinking of training this white-haired rat into a super-skilled player. After all, with the Great Luo Immortal Physique and the support of top-notch magical powers, he should be able to dominate the world. But now, it seems that this The road has completely gone astray, and it has become a place where one can go up to the hall and go down to the kitchen.

Even so, this white-haired rat enjoys it, immersed in the sense of accomplishment of making delicious food, and maintains its pure and innocent character.

No matter, anyway, if 녈녈 is responsible for killing, just leave it to the other two apprentices.

other side.

놇In a shadowed corner of the Longmen Inn, more than a dozen strange figures with snake heads and human bodies walked out. Their eyes were dark purple, their forked tongues hissed out of their mouths, and their aura was particularly evil.

Everyone looked at the inn with their eyes filled with cruel and ferocious killing intent.

"Honorable priest, are you sure we need to take action now?" One of his subordinates asked respectfully.

Yejiagu wears a silver crown on his head, a gorgeous robe symbolizing his position, and holds a staff inlaid with emeralds, emitting a mysterious green light in the night.

It hissed and stuck out its tongue, its eyes were cruel and ferocious, and its cold and gloomy voice sounded like it was coming from prison, "In order to weaken the resistance of the human race, tonight's massacre plan will start from this inn."

"All for the holy war of the underworld!" The men behind him said solemnly.

That's right, this group of spirits comes from the Evil Snake Clan among the hundreds of tribes in the Abyss. This time, they are led by the senior priests of the tribe and specially lurk in Tianling City to carry out an assassination mission.

They understood that because Yaowang Valley was about to open, this city would gather monks from all over the Eastern Region, and among them there were not many powerful human beings with advanced cultivation levels. In this case, they might as well take advantage of this time to clear out some of the backbone forces and prepare for the underworld. The army counterattacked the Eastern Region and laid a solid foundation.

Of course, the reason why they dare to do this is naturally based on something!

It turns out that Longmen Inn was targeted by Yelugu and the others because it had the largest number of guests.

"Act immediately and start setting up the Dream Formation." Yelu Gu said coldly.

The Fantasy Formation is an extremely ancient formation. The outside world has almost lost all relevant records about it, but the Evil Snake Clan still retains it intact.

This formation can make people sleep quietly and enter a dreamland composed of desires, until the spirit is wiped out and reduced to an empty shell of a walking corpse.

It must not be interrupted during this period, otherwise there is a risk of failure.

Swish, swish, a dozen evil snake clan spirits set out separately, occupying various locations in the Longmen Inn. They used knives to cut open their palms, purple blood flowed out, and then they drew lines on their faces.

The ancient and obscure lines gradually took shape, exuding an extremely weird aura, and the whole body shone with a strange purple glow.

Invisibly, a mysterious and strange force enveloped Longmen Inn silently.

More than a dozen evil snake clan spirits maintained the formation, not daring to show any signs of fatigue. They concentrated on it, fearing that anything might go wrong.

Because once there is a mistake, it will cause loopholes, causing individual sleeping monks to wake up and disrupt the entire plan.

The mana in Yelugu's body surged and boiled, crazily pouring into the staff in his hand, and the emerald emitted a breathtaking brilliance.

Yelugu believed that with his cultivation in the Mahayana realm and the other dozen or so backbone members of the clan in the Fusion realm, if he used the Dream Formation with all his strength, it would be enough to bring down all the spirits below the Tribulation Realm!

Many monks staying in the hotel began to fall asleep unknowingly. Some were lying on the table with saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths, and some remained sitting, but their spirits had fallen into sleep.

At this time, they are all having sweet dreams, and in their dreams, the wishes they have been waiting for come true.

On the broken battlefield, the monks from all walks of life in Kunlun Realm were in despair. They watched helplessly as the alien armies bloodbathed in all directions. The scene was extremely miserable, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Heaven is going to destroy me, Kunlun!" A white-haired old man shouted sadly.

The alien army was raging like locusts, massacring cities and exterminating clans wherever it went, leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.

At this moment, a shocking sword light descended like a divine punishment, causing a devastating impact on the alien army. Countless aliens screamed miserably, and their souls were extinguished.

"Which strong man took action?!" The alien general showed fear on his face.

"It's me!!!"

A loud and majestic voice echoed in the sky.

Above the sky, stood a stalwart figure with wavy hair. His eyes opened and closed, shooting out a cold light that cracked the sky. He was holding a forty-meter-long sword, and his posture was extremely domineering.

"It's him! It's him! The Sword God Li Wujie!!" Countless men and women cried with joy as the savior of the Kunlun world appeared.

"The God of Swords? You are the God of Swords! Known as the strongest swordsman in the Kunlun world, the first person in the art of swords throughout the ages?!"

The foreign general looked horrified, almost shouting out of fear.

"snort!"

Li Wujie's eyes were like lightning, and his tone was unquestionable: "Anyone who offends our Kunlun will be punished!"

After saying that, he swung the forty-meter-long sword and slashed it hard. The entire sky was cut off, the universe and the stars were dim, and even the avenues were obliterated.

"Ahhhh..." The group of alien spirits wailed, and were annihilated by this earth-shattering sword light, turning into nothingness.

"Sword God Li Wujie! You are our great hero!" Boiling cheers rang out from everywhere in the Kunlun world, and everyone knelt down to worship and shed tears of gratitude.

"Kunlun Realm, I will protect it!" Li Wujie looked serious, raised the forty-meter-long sword high, and made the strongest voice in the world.

In another illusion.

놇On the high throne, a slender figure sat on it. Wherever that pair of leering eyes reached, all the strong men in the world surrendered and knelt down obediently like slaves, not daring to say a word.

Hong Qianye raised her chin slightly, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Now that all his former enemies have been killed, no one in this world can be his opponent!

"I hereby declare that the era of the rule of the Fire Worship Demon Cult has arrived!"

The cold voice echoed throughout the Kunlun world, like a voice transmitted by a god, lasting for a long time.

"The leader's power is boundless!" Hundreds of millions of believers shouted with fanaticism, their voices shaking the heavens.

"Haha, hahahahaha, hahahahahahaha...!!" Hong Qianye sat on the supreme throne, raised her head and let out a loud laugh of satisfied ambition.