Path to Heaven

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Almost all monks' mouths were open on the sea, but they could not make any sound.

how is this possible!

Almost all monks can't believe their eyes.

Ou Ranmeng's five-fold cultivation of the realm of thought is that, for so many years of prestige, if this sea hunting conference can only live out of one person, all the monks on the sea before would probably choose Ou Ranmeng alone.

Before the Shanghai Hunting Conference, in the presence of all the monks fighting for the Jindan stage monk Zixing real person, the power of Ou Ranmeng has risen to an unprecedented level in the mind of the monks present.

In the eyes of the vast majority of monks, Ou Ranmeng is a giant dragon among so many monks participating in the Sea Hunting Conference, and the rest of the monks can be regarded as Jiao at most.

But now this "dragon" is actually just a round, and it was shot by Wei Suo like an ant! It's just like a spike, how is this possible!

"Tikka Tikka!"

Time seemed to stagnate on the sea, and suddenly a monk's exclamation sounded.

The monks closest to the white platform scrambled back.

I saw that Li Minghe's whole body made a sound of teeth biting loudly, an amazing chill, like the vortex of the same circle, radiated from his body, and the sea near the white platform was directly frozen. .

Ou Ranmeng, but the next fixed Jindan monk of the Ming Yuanzong, is more important to the Ming Yuanzong than the ten or even fifty split-phase disciples add up. This sea hunting conference, Ming Yuanzong spent a lot of effort to make this refractive lens, just to make Ou Ran Meng Liwei.

But now, Ou Ranmeng was actually shot by one or two people who were killed by this elder Wei Xianzong who has no reputation at all!

This kind of gap makes the Jindan monks like Li Minghe unbearable psychologically.

"Okay! Xuanyuan ancestor, my Li Minghe was really counted by you this time." Li Minghe smiled angrily, his face twisted, "This person is so fierce, don't you think my Ming Yuanzong did not people?"

"Li Daoyou, you are wrong." Xuanyuan ancestor sneered and glanced at Li Minghe lightly. "In the previous sea hunting conferences, all of our Haixianzong people died, but I didn't say anything. The number of Haixian sect disciples who died under Ou Ranmeng is not too much. Why, are you only allowed to kill my Haixian sect disciple by Ming Yuanzong, and not my Haixian sect disciple to kill you Mingyuanzong disciple? Besides, I just reminded you that if you can’t, you can withdraw from the Sea Hunting Conference.”

Li Minghe's complexion changed a lot, and he couldn't help it.

"I would like to gamble and lose. This sea hunting conference has always been such a rule. If you want to copy this book, you can wait for the next sea hunting conference." But at this time, the real person of Zixing looked at Li Minghe indifferently. , "Could it be that for this sea-hunting conference, a complete face-turning failed."

Hearing the words of the real person Zixing, Li Minghe, who looked extremely ugly, took a deep breath and finally suppressed his murderous intention.

If the two sects are at war, the Ming Yuanzong will have the certainty to win the Haixianzong and kill the enemy by a thousand. Moreover, if this kind of large-scale gate is fought, not only the disciples of this gate will join, but also will use all the resources, spirit stones, and magical tools on their hands to invite free repair to join. This year, for a certain thing that hatred and hatred, the sect that fought such a big battle is not without it. But basically, there is no benefit for both sides. Even if they can destroy the other sect, they will consume too much, or they will be immediately destroyed by other sects, or they will collapse from now on.

"Xuanyuan Daoyou, I didn't expect you Haixianzong to have such a person." Real Star Zixing turned to look at the ancestor of Xuanyuan again and said, "Forgive me, I don't know if this Elder Wei is divided into different situations. A heavy monk? Wouldn't it be a monk with a five-point ambition?"

"Five-level monk?" Hearing the words from the real person of Zixing, the monk on the sea suddenly blew a cold air.

This "Elder Wei" is at most twenty-six or seven-year-old. If you really think about the five-fold cultivation practice of the realm, the speed at which this cultivation enters the state is really terrifying.

"There are no five points to divide the mind." The ancestors of Xuanyuan's heart could not be described in words at the moment. If he had just seen Ou Ranmeng and Wei Suo, he was nervous to die. I was afraid that Wei Suo was shot dead by the other party, and now I can only say that Wei Suo's surprise to him is too great. Just now that the point that poses the greatest threat to Hai Xianzong in the future is removed, it can already be said that Hai Xianzong's investment in a damaged spirit has already paid off.

But although he was extremely proud in his heart, he still had a very indifferent look on his face, "Elder Wei is only divided into four levels of cultivation."

"Four levels of mindfulness!"

The tone of Xuanyuan's ancestor seemed to be very indifferent, but it fell into the ears of the monks around, but it was different.

At the age of twenty-six and sixty, the four levels of practice of thinking are very amazing. Understand that under normal circumstances, even if retreats are practiced hardly, the average monk needs to study from three levels to four levels, but it also takes at least ten years.

But this time the ancestor Xuanyuan added another sentence, "Heaven-level low-level exercises."

"what!"

This sentence of the ancestor of Xuanyuan suddenly caused all the monks present to blow up the pan, and even the real person of Zixing was incredulously exclaimed.

Celestial exercises!

The training speed of the heaven-level exercises is twice as fast as that of the ground-level exercises.

Celestial-level exercises divide the four-fold practice of the Nianjing Realm. If you are practicing prefecture-level exercises, I am afraid that you have already arrived at the Fifth-level Concentration!

Ou Ranmeng was nearly forty years old, and his prefecture-level cultivation practice was divided into five levels. He was already a genius figure in Yunling Continent, but compared with Weisuo, it was simply impossible. compared to.

Heaven-level exercises, at the age of twenty-six or seven, will divide the four levels of cultivation practice, what kind of cultivation speed is this!

Li Minghe's body shivered violently.

Ou Ranmeng of his own Ming Yuanzong was a treasure, but compared with the other guy, it was a humble stone.

"Haixianzong is about to rise."

It turned out that the spirits of Haixian City were lost, and most of the monks on the sea had the idea of ​​the exhaustion of the Haixian sect, but at the moment, they had the opposite thought in their hearts.

"How is it? This sea hunting conference, do you want to continue?" Xuanyuan ancestor glanced at Li Minghe and Zixing lively, and then said something that shocked the audience.

The sight of all the monks present was concentrated on the three Jindan monks, Xuanyuan Patriarch, Li Minghe and Zixing Zhenren.

At this moment, the ancestor of Xuanyuan also exuded an unprecedented pressure.

Indeed, even the prefecture-level exercises and the five-time cultivation of Ou Ranmeng were directly beaten to death by Wei Suo in a round. This kind of strength will continue to be carried out at this sea hunting conference. It seems that the two sect gates have only lost more lives.

Hearing Xuanyuan's ancestors, Li Minghe's body shook slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness floated in his heart.

But just as he was about to confess his defeat, he heard a real hum of Zixing next to him, "Xuanyuan Patriarch, the name of your Elder Wei from Haixian Sect is indeed stunning, but at this moment Just say this, but it seems too early?"

As soon as the words came out, Li Minghe could not help but stare, and Xuanyuan Patriarch's eyes also flashed a trace of surprise.

"Li Daoyou, if you Ming Yuanzong is about to quit, you can confess and withdraw now. Our Ziweizong, but we will fight against Haixianzong." Zixing lively narrowed his eyes, looked at Li Minghe, and said Such a sentence.

"Why, can't we Ming Yuanzong lose?" Li Minghe's face changed a few times, and a fierce look appeared on his face. "It's a big deal that we can't get out of Ming Yuanzong alone."

"Since this is the case, I just said that when I didn't say it." The ancestor Xuanyuan glanced at the two of them, said this lightly, and watched the drama with his hands.

"Does the Ziweizong also have the same role as this "Elder Wei" who hides his true strength?"

The eyes of the monk present gathered again on the blue light curtain.

I saw that the "Elder Wei" of Haixianzong was already very skilled at scraping away the things on Ou Ranmeng. Then he took his black knife-like magic weapon and put a knife in Ou Ranmeng.

Only when he saw him casting this magic weapon, it seemed to be connected with two black-winged magic weapons, but at the moment it was separated separately. It seems that the two black-winged magic weapons ~www.readwn.com~ Specially used to assist this black knife, very strange.

With a glance at the drawn black knife-shaped magic weapon, the "Elder Wei" immediately put away the flag that had no effect, and then left the jungle without looking back.

After wearing a few more miles, he saw that he had drilled into the hole of a big tree. After a while there was no movement at all, and it seemed that he had thoroughly counted the loot in it.

Waiting for about another incense stick, and before Wei Suo came out, the two elders of Ming Yuanzong glanced at each other, and swept the refractions towards other places in the Blackwood Islands.

A moment later, a monk wearing a black and white vest appeared on the blue light curtain.

This monk has a baby face, and it is one of the twin monks of Ziweizong.

I saw that the monk was very calm, flying silently in the mountains and forests. After a while, the monk plunged into a valley full of large shell fragments and rocks.

In this valley, however, there are three monks who have stood Zizi Sect.