This Game is Unusual

Not long after, Xiao Zhi, who was sitting silently in the hall, stood up and left the hall without a sound.

His body seemed to be weightless, he floated up from the ground, and floated into the sky more than twenty feet high.

At this height, he was still within the coverage of the large defensive formation, so he didn't have to worry about attacks from the outside world.

He lowered his head slightly, and looked at the ruins in front of Beilan Taoist Mansion.

There were two people standing on the ruins, an old man and an old woman.

These two people are from the Bingji old man on the Bingji Mountain in Xuanming Kingdom. These two people are a couple, both of them have the strength of the peak of Jindan.

When Xiao Zhi looked at them, they raised their heads slightly and looked at Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi turned his head and looked in another direction.

As far as he could see, about two thousand feet away from Beilan Dao Mansion, there was a tall tower on top of a hundred feet high tower with dozens of floors. Even in the entire Beilan Dao City, the height could exceed There are not many buildings in it, which can be regarded as one of the landmark buildings in Beilandao City.

On the top floor of the tower, there were three figures standing.

Two men and one woman.

It was the three top Xuanming Kingdom Foundation Establishment players who had been chasing him all the way to this point.

In the current Beilandao City, it is very chaotic. The monks from the two countries are fighting endlessly in various parts of the city.

There are not many monks who dare to brazenly stand at such a high and conspicuous position.

These three foundation builders from Xuanming Kingdom dared to do this because they had absolute confidence in their own strength.

They do have the capital of self-confidence.

Because although they are only foundation-building peak monks, each of them has the strength to challenge the Golden Core.

Once the three join hands, even the mid-stage Jindan cultivators will probably shy away from them if they meet.

When Xiao Zhi looked at them, the three Xuanming players standing on the top floor of the tower were also looking at Xiao Zhi.

Among them, the player Sha Wu, who could turn into a sand giant, had a wanton smile on his face, raised his hand, and made a gesture of wiping Xiao Zhi's neck.

The aborigines in the world of sentient beings may not understand this movement, but Xiao Zhi could see the meaning of this movement at a glance.

He didn't use his tongue to fight back, but turned his head back calmly, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the entire Beilan Daofu.

As the power center of the entire Beilan Road, the area of ​​the Beilan Road is actually not small.

The area of ​​Beilan Daofu alone is equivalent to the area of ​​a county-level city outside.

There are main halls and side halls in the Daoist Mansion. Outside the main hall, there is a huge square. The square is so big that even if tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people gather here, it will not appear too crowded.

This is the Beilan Road Mansion, where some large-scale festivals, celebrations, and sacrifices are held.

Xiao Zhi's eyes froze for a second on this huge square.

In the next second, his figure flashed, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in midair.

A few seconds later, a light curtain of true energy enveloped the three Golden Core cultivators including Daocheng Bei Lan, as well as Xiao Zhi, and isolated the inside and outside.

Beilan Daocheng showed a surprised expression on his face: "Xiaozhi, you said you want to break through in this Taoist mansion and survive the two or two days of calamity?"

The two Golden Core cultivators standing beside Dao Cheng also looked at Xiao Zhi at this moment, with expressions of shock on their faces.

"That's right." Xiao Zhi, who was standing in front of Daocheng Beilan, nodded, and said calmly, "I am a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and I am only one step away from Jindan. As long as I can take this step, I am a Golden Core cultivator, and I can share a part or two for Lord Daocheng, even if I die later, I will have no regrets."

Crossing the Tribulation to become the Golden Core, this is the decision Xiao Zhi made after thinking for a while.

It is also the only way he can think of to break the situation under the current situation!

Once he successfully crosses the tribulation and becomes a Golden Core cultivator, his strength will undergo a qualitative change!

Even Li Kuo, the demon who lives on him, will undergo a qualitative change in strength after the baptism of the 22 Heavenly Tribulation, becoming a monster of the level of a demon king!

At that time, with his mastery of the Dacheng-level high-level supernatural power [Shenshen Dao], with all his strength, even a late-stage Jindan monk will be able to fight!

Those three foundation builders from Xuanming Kingdom who had chased him so far will no longer be his opponents.

Even in front of the two Bingji old men outside the Taoist mansion, with the Aolong armor protecting him, he will have a certain ability to resist, and he will not be as helpless as before.

If he failed to cross the tribulation and died here, that would be one's luck, and Xiao Zhi had nothing to say.

Beilan Daocheng was silent when he heard the words.

Beside Dao Cheng, the golden dan martial artist stared at Xiao Zhi, and said in a deep voice: "This place is an important place, Xiao Zhi, you are really insane for wanting to pass the tribulation here!"

Xiao Zhi said calmly: "This is a last resort. I also want to find a place suitable for crossing the catastrophe. After I have made sufficient preparations, I will try to cross the catastrophe. But in this situation..."

When Xiao Zhi said this, he didn't continue talking, the meaning he wanted to express was already very clear.

Beside Dao Cheng, the middle-aged Taoist with red beard and hair said, "Xiao Zhi, you know that crossing the calamity is not a child's play, and the success rate of crossing the calamity is very low."

"I know." Xiao Zhi nodded and said, "Even if the success rate is low, I am still willing to give it a try. Once I succeed in crossing the catastrophe, I will be a Golden Core cultivator, and I can share the worries of the three adults. If I fail, I will No regrets either."

The Golden Core cultivator beside Dao Cheng was still staring at Xiao Zhi, and he said coldly, "Share your worries? Even if you were lucky enough to pass the tribulation, you are only an early Golden Core cultivator. With this kind of strength, how can you help us? What are you worrying about?"

Xiao Zhi took a look at this Jindan Wuxiu, and couldn't help being a little annoyed.

He remembered that he and this person had never even met face to face before, so there seemed to be no enmity, right?

Since there is no hatred, why should this person be so hostile to him?

Xiao Zhi is not the kind of person who won't fight back when hit or scolded, the expression on his face gradually faded, and he said: "I have a high-level supernatural power [Mie Shen Dao]."

"So what?" Jindan Wuxiu said coldly: "The entry-level [Destroyer Knife] is only as powerful as the Dacheng-level basic attack-type supernatural power."

Xiao Zhi glanced at him, and said calmly: "Your Excellency may have misunderstood, the [Mie Shen Dao] I practiced is not an entry level, but a master level."

Dacheng level [Destroyer Knife]?

As soon as Xiao Zhi said this, whether it was Beilan Daocheng, the middle-aged Taoist with red beard and hair, or the Jindan martial artist who showed hostility to Xiao Zhi, expressions of astonishment appeared on their faces.

"It's impossible! How can you, a mere foundation-builder, cultivate a high-level supernatural power like [Destroyer Knife] to the Dacheng level? It's impossible!" Jindan Wuxiu stared at Xiao Zhi and said.