Heavenly War God

Looking at the dark man's silly appearance, the old man smiled and opened his mouth.

"Don't go yet, waiting for the Chinese new year? Or, wait until I give you eight dishes and one soup to practice for you?"

The dark man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He wanted to do it, but he knew that there was a big gap between himself and the old man. If he did it again, he would humiliate himself.

A person, with the experience from life to death, and then from death to life, no matter how firm the belief of seeking death is, as long as he has the chance to live, he will try to persuade himself to survive.

The dark man is no exception. He has just experienced great changes in life. His belief in dying has gradually changed.

"People of Shura clan will be so kind? Grandpa is not afraid of your tricks. Just come if you want to play any tricks. If Grandpa blinks, he won't be a hero of Yuren clan!"

"Watch it, Grandpa will go out from here. If you have any means, just use it!"

After that, the dark man walked out with big strides, feeling like the wind was rustling and the water was cold.

The dark man always believed that the Shura people would never be so kind and let themselves out just to lead the snake out of the cave.

After cheating his companions out, he caught them all.

But their calculation is wrong. Grandpa, I'm the flagpole on the school field. I'm single. I'm afraid your wishful thinking will be empty.

Thinking of the Shura people who wanted to catch their companions, they finally found that they had only one person, so they were happy.

But until the dark man came out of Shura City, he didn't feel any smell of being monitored.

This surprised him somewhat.

When he went to the swamp and wanted to leave Shura City, he found that his cultivation had reached a higher level unconsciously in the battle just now.

The dark man was overjoyed and tried to see what his accomplishments had reached.

It's just that you don't try. After a try, you even startled yourself.

The golden needle split by the golden arrow is several times larger than when fighting with the old man just now.

Moreover, on the head of the gold needle, there was a faint blue flame.

Seeing this, the dark man was overjoyed.

It is said that the mermaid's move of "tiannv scattered flowers" is up to seven times.

The first priority is called fledgling, which is equivalent to the first priority of cultivation in Kailing realm.

The second is called "the light of the sun and the moon". Less than half of the practitioners in the world can reach this state.

The third is called compassion, breaking through this situation, not afraid of thunder and fire, not afraid of natural disasters.

The fourth is called the flames of war to start a prairie fire. Less than 10% of the world's practitioners can reach this state.

The fifth level is called the harvest of dead trees. When you reach this level, killing or saving people is only in one thought.

The sixth is called mind like water. No one can practice it except the creator.

The seventh weight is called no flower in the world. No one can practice it except the creator.

Because the creator has passed away for a long time, the sixth and seventh weight of tiannv scattered flowers have always existed only in legends.

Since the dark man learned that his world enemy was the powerful Shura family, he practiced hard and dared not slacken.

In the past ten years, it has been repaired to the third level.

According to the age of a dark man, it is a genius who can cultivate to the third level in such a short time.

It's a pity that a strong man has a strong hand. As soon as the dark man came out of the mountain, he met a monster like elder Hongyou. It is inevitable to sink sand and break halberd.

But now, perhaps because of the reason of dying wholeheartedly, I temporarily forget the hatred, and my cultivation has taken another big step.

Although there is only one difference between the third and the fourth, the gap is very different.

The creator of Tiannvsanhua said: every time Tiannvsanhua is promoted to a level, his skill will be ten times higher than that of the previous level.

That is to say, the cultivation of the dark man now has soared ten times compared with that before fighting with elder Hongyou.

The joy of the dark man can be imagined.

At the same time, Shen Yi in the hall sat on a chair, sipping tea and crossing his legs.

The old man is not late with Sang Yu. He can't put it down and wants to get into it.

Originally, the old man wanted to ask where Shen Yi's sang Yufei came from, but he was interrupted by the sneak attack of the dark man.

After the fight, the old man suddenly felt that what Shen Yi said was also reasonable.

No matter where the secret script comes from, as long as Shen Yi is willing to hand it in, the rest is not important.

Thinking of this, the old man said, "little brother, if you have any requirements, just put forward them!"

Shen Yi looked at the old man's salivation and said faintly, "I heard that Lord Ziwu sword has collected all the treasures in the world. I'm thinking about opening my eyes!"

When the old man heard Shen Yi's words, he looked at him warily and said, "you want to exchange all my secrets with a pair of secrets. You have a big appetite!"

Shen Yi picked up the tea, smelled it deeply, closed his eyes and said, "I just open my eyes and won't touch everything you have!"

"What? You mean you just look at it. As for what's written in the script, you won't read it?"

Shen Yi raised his eyes and nodded lazily.

The old man looked at Shen Yi as if he were a fool.

If you count the value alone, it's not too late. It's definitely worth the sum of all the collections of Ziwu sword.

I just said that Shen Yi was greedy, just to cut the price. But the boy, in order to broaden his horizons, sent out such valuable things. It's really a prodigal thing and a black sheep.

The old man was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.

In fact, it's not too late. For others, it may really be priceless. But for Shen Yi, it's just a piece of broken paper.

There are countless strange recipes hidden in his head. It's not too late for sang Yu. In Shen Yi's eyes, it can be seen everywhere like children's homework books.

Don't mention how happy the old man is that he can get the secret recipe he dreams of without spending a silver or two. He put away sang Yu and took the initiative to invite Shen Yi to their treasure Pavilion.

Shen Yi was not in a hurry. He said he was tired and wanted to rest for a few days before going to watch.

It's not too late for the old man to get sang Yu. He doesn't care when Shen Yi goes to see the treasure Pavilion.

In Ziwu sword's mansion, there are too many delicacies to eat, too many silk and satins to wear, and too many servant girls to count. Even if Shen Yi had a rest for one year, ten years or twenty years, it would have no impact.

Shen Yi has another plan.

The old man's behavior of letting the dark man go just now has exceeded his own cognition.

First of all, the Shura people never let go of a good man or kill a bad man by mistake.

They only highlight one word, that is --- bad!

It is doubtful that such a bad man can magnanimously release those who come to attack him.

What is the origin of the old man? Shen Yi returns to the place arranged by the old man and ponders.