I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You’re All After My Heart!

Just at this time, Xiao Yan rushed to the top of Zufeng, and saw that the water in Daohu Lake had been mostly dry, and the figure in the mist was looming, and even the white mist appeared faintly red.

Xiao Yan swept his consciousness into the mist, and he was shocked instantly.

Amidst the layers of mist, Chu Wuqing's aura was almost gone, his whole body was dying, his wounds were sore, and he could even see bones.

However, Chu Wuqing's eyes were bright to the extreme, as if the stars of the sky had gathered in his eyes, and those black eyes were the universe that contained everything.

Just staring at each other, Xiao Yan felt a huge shock in his soul. This shock was far from the impact of beauty, and it left an indelible movement in his heart, as if his own will also resonated at this moment.

For the first time, I read "Heard the Dao in the morning, and die in the evening."

Even the sea of ​​consciousness in his body also experienced rolling waves, and the bottleneck barrier that lay above his foundation Dzogchen was gradually disappearing.

Almost subconsciously, a sword intent was condensed in his hand. The moment the sword intent was released, the densely vigorous plants on the right withered, while the left was given unlimited vitality and rose rapidly.

The sword intent, black and white, finally merged together to form a pattern similar to Tai Chi.

Life and death sword intent.

Almost instantly, Xiao Yan heard roars in his dantian, and even more aura quickly gathered towards him.

Precursor of pill formation!

Xiao Yan had been waiting for the formation of a pill for a long time. He understood the true meaning of the Dao and possessed the roots of wind and spirit. It was really easy to want to form a pill, but such a forced breakthrough was not his pursuit.

He was ranked 965th on the questioning immortal list, and he had always predicted that if he formed a pill, his ranking would immediately rise to less than 500.

It can almost be said that the entire sect has placed hope on him.

However, at this moment, when the opportunity to consolidate the pill came, Xiao Yan forcibly pressed the fluctuations in the spiritual power in his body, even if he encountered backlash.

A small, soft rabbit suddenly coughed up blood and sprinkled it on the dead grass.

If he forms a pill, the heaven and earth aura will lean towards him, and Chu Wuqing will not be able to attack the foundation, and it is even more likely that the sudden loss of aura will cause backlash and death.

But the delay in his formation of pills did not have much impact.

An unprecedented firmness flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes, and he was even more deeply obsessed with it, which was closer to a belief.

He stood up, urged the illusory formation that hid his figure, and saluted Chu Wuqing, a teacher.

As long as he is there, no one can stop Chu Wuqing from building the foundation.

Chu Wuqing's condition is not good. The previous eight pieces are already his limit. This time the twenty pieces are dropped together, and he will almost burst his whole body. His body is already covered with wounds and dense wounds. , Depends on the psychic suture of the transfer to maintain.

More and more blood poured out from the corners of Chu Wuqing's lips, the eighteenth and nineteenth layers, but the nineteenth layer could not be broken through anyway, and even his body began to appear in the shape of loss of spiritual energy, like The pain of Ling Chi like the previous life came again.

Chu Wuqing's always clear consciousness began to blur, and the passing of life became clearer and clearer. Is there really, really, nineteen layers in this world?

The disappearance of that last breath immediately aroused Xiao Yan's vigilance. Chu Wuqing's condition was obviously very bad, and it was impossible to attack the next level.

The seventeenth floor is already a miracle, the eighteenth floor is already going against the sky, and the nineteenth floor, the ghost knows whether the nineteenth floor exists or not, at least Xiao Yan can't imagine.

And Chu Wuqing's body obviously couldn't bear all this.

Xiao Yan wanted to stop it, but couldn't stop it, because the forcible interruption of external forces was undoubtedly the biggest damage. To Chu Wuqing's dilapidated body, it was undoubtedly worse, and it would completely cause backlash.

There was no time when Xiao Yan felt weaker than now.

He has always been proud of his ability to crush his peers. However, his level of cultivation has only to stand by when Chu Wuqing's life is in danger. His beloved is right in front of him, but he can't help him at all. .

Unless, unless there are cultivators in the Void Refining Period, they communicate with the world of the small world with Taoism and stagnate this moment, but where is the power of refining Void in this small world.

Even if there is, no refining power will help a Qi refining monk.

Xiao Yan knelt down on the ground, panting anxiously like a mortal.

No one knows the pain Chu Wuqing is experiencing at this moment better than Xin Ye. Xin Ye’s life is also losing. If Chu Wuqing and Xin Ye had a contract with him, Chu Wuqing’s life would have been lost long ago. Time to flow out.

The cultivation base of Chu Wuqing's eighteenth layer of Qi refining was faintly unstable, and unexpectedly there was a limit to fall.

Once he fell, Chu Wuqing died! It was when he died!

How could he Xin Ye die here because of a human race!

"Consciousness, consciousness!"

"I can already think, there is no reason to mobilize my spiritual consciousness!"

Xin Ye exhausted all his energy to break through the boundless darkness that blocked his soul. The entire sea of ​​consciousness stung like tens of thousands of steel needles, but he quickly twisted his consciousness into a heavy sword.

fast! Faster!

Chu Wuqing's life is less than ten breaths left!

The darkness that blocked Xin Ye's consciousness finally showed a weakness!

Only five interest left!

The heavy sword slashed across the air!

Finally, a gap appeared.

Five hundred years of silence, seeing this world again, Xin Ye has no time to take a look at this long-acquainted world, and all his power and spiritual consciousness are transformed into one sentence, "You are not dead! Stop it!"

The sound of thunder and collapse fell into Chu Wuqing's sea of ​​consciousness, awakening the blurred Chu Wuqing!

It's just that the first thing Chu Wuqing woke up was not to stop, but to make the voice that disgusted Xin Ye as always, "You really are not dead, then pass the vitality to me."

Xin Ye wanted to answer no thoughts, and wanted a high-level scolding, but he felt that Chu Wuqing's life was only on the verge of collapse, but he had to withdraw his consciousness and concentrate on putting the vitality in Chu Wuqing's body.

Chu Wuqing, who had gained Xin Ye's vitality, was shocked, and the passing of his life finally showed signs of easing.

"The nineteenth floor just cannot be solidified, but it can surpass the eighteenth floor, but that state stays extremely short, which proves that the nineteenth floor really exists, not my delusion!" Chu Wuqing's eyes erupted. With a deep and sharp glow, as if you can't feel the pain in your body, you quickly run your cultivation base, "Isn't it just the loss of aura? I only need to absorb it faster to make up for it."

More and more spiritual energy was madly sucked away by Chu Wuqing, which also caused the spiritual energy around the fairy gate to flow faster, which aroused more and more people's vigilance.

However, because of the sneak attack on Tayue Sect, the teleportation array of the inner gate was used, so that many people did not dare to step into the fairy gate at all.

However, the atmosphere of tension, depression, greed, and curiosity has collapsed to its extreme. All it takes is for some turning point to cause these many people to break into the fairy gate desperately for chance.

Chu Wuqing's body shattered more and more under this forced and condensed spiritual power, but the film formed by the spiritual power became heavier, launching the fifteenth impact on the nineteenth layer of Qi Refining.

There is only one obsession in Chu Wuqing's mind, he must be the strongest in his class! Must crush all the geniuses who laughed at him in his last life and ignored him.

Finally, when his life reached its limit, all the spiritual energy was condensed into an air mass. Suddenly a vitality erupted from the Chu Wuqing Dantian, and the spiritual energy spread to his body as several streams, repairing all the wounds flawlessly.

Although it was not the foundation building, Chu Wuqing's body exuded a spiritual fluctuation comparable to the initial stage of the foundation building, and was even better than deterrence.

Xiao Yan condensed in horror, got up from the ground, and muttered blankly: "This is his way." As if to see a peerless power rising.

A round of scorching sun will eventually hang on the sky, and at that time, the shining stars of his generation will eventually be overshadowed.

It's just that he is still so weak and small, and there are so many people around here who have bad intentions, especially he still has such a degenerate beauty, which makes people want to pull him from the unattainable destiny from high to the earth, I don’t know. At that time, what kind of beauty will bloom, whether it will maintain the arrogance of the past.

No, no one can hinder him, Chu Wuqing made his way!

Xiao Yan wanted to see and see where Chu Wuqing could go. Something in his heart was surging out of the ground, and he wanted to follow it all his life.

At this moment, in the darkness, another unexpected guest arrived.

Chu Yunshu stepped on the guqin. In the silent night, there was no wind in his clothes. There was a strange rhythm flowing around him, which made the air slow down when it passed by him. He moved happily.

"Qi Refining Nineteenth Floor." The young man’s voice was very soft, and a seemingly inadvertent sentence fell in the ears of the stalker on the side, but let that person fall from the darkness, bleeding from the seven orifices, and losing signs of life. There was even a black air coming out.

This black energy penetrated into Chu Yunshu’s fingers. He walked all the way, harvesting the lives that were ambushing and peeping at the immortal spirit gate along the way. More and more black energy penetrated, making his black eyes appear. The big demon's purple color did not affect his temperament at all.

With a twist of his wrist, a jade flute appeared in Chu Yunshu's hand. He looked up at Zufeng, and his eyes appeared solemn for the first time. "There is such a genius in the Chu family," Wei Wei sighed infinitely. Gentle, gently stretched out his other hand, grabbed a monk, and took off his head gracefully like picking flowers, "It should be strangled in the bud."

The jade flute was in front of the mouth, and there were silent notes spreading outwards, the mountain guard array of Zufeng automatically opened, and all the objects visited automatically gave way.

Until... the moment Chu Yunshu stepped onto the summit.

A figure suddenly appeared, just a face-to-face, and I felt a huge crisis!

Building the pinnacle of the foundation, half-stepping a fake pill, this extremely young boy has the same cultivation base as him, and even Dao Yi is evenly matched!

"Xiao Yan." Xiao Yan may not be well-known among the low-level cultivators, but among the core sects and the golden core cultivators who are hopeful Yuan Ying, they are inferior to Lei Guaner!

"Chu Yunshu." Xiao Yan said lightly. Logically speaking, he shouldn't know a younger monk in the Middle World. However, Xiao Yan was very clear about the Chu Family.

Almost the moment when the two voices fell, they shot at the same time, but for some reason, they both went high in the sky, avoiding Zufeng far.

Chu Wuqing gathered the last breath into harmony and completed the meditation. He looked inwardly and saw that the meridians in his body had expanded several times, and his dantian was far better than the ordinary late stage of foundation building, and a vast sea of ​​knowledge was formed in his mind.

Chu Wuqing swept away

Refining the nineteen layers of qi brings the expansion of the meridians, the dantian to the extreme, and the vast sea of ​​consciousness is also formed in the brain.

Chu Wuqing didn't have time to feel it carefully, and planned to take this opportunity to build a foundation, quickly transfer the cultivation base, and try to make a breakthrough in the dantian's spiritual energy.

Countless forces pressed toward the dantian. Chu Wuqing originally thought that the nineteenth layer of Qi refining would be much more difficult to build a foundation than the tenth layer of Qi refining. What he didn't expect was that it was so easy.

Almost naturally, those condensed extreme auras merged into drops of water, forming a large cloud and mist in the dantian, and the first rain was about to fall.

The usual refining and building foundation, only once refining the aura into liquid, but in the original text, there are seven auras to transform the rain, making his aura beyond ordinary people's strong, allowing him to use a few spells that can only be used during the golden period .

However, the rain in the dantian had just fallen, and a large cloud of step clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

Almost at the moment when the first layer of Spiritual Sea was formed, the stout thunder suddenly struck down, and the roar sounded through the entire mountain range.

As if God was angry, he wanted to punish those who shouldn't have appeared, and those who shouldn't have appeared!

And Thunder is like a signal, igniting the extreme anger, almost everyone is sure that there is a heavy treasure born on the ancestral peak of the fairy gate.

And the so-called genius is just the master of the fairy sect trying to cover it up with a special method!

Hundreds of monks were holding magical instruments, and at the same time they smashed towards the mountain guard of the fairy gate!

The author has something to say: 3900 words, I fell asleep last night _(:з」∠)_, today I simply disconnected the computer and connected it again.

Chu Yunshu is a dual cultivator of immortals and demons, the voice of cultivating the avenue, and the one who later rebelled from the Chu family is a twin soul, one Chu Yunshu and the other Chu Yunzhi