Thunder Martial

Lingwuzong built on the mountain, covering dozens of miles, the loft is standing, Qionglou Yuyu, Ziyan far after seeing the Lingwu Zongshan Gate, finally relieved, all the way to fear, for fear that Chen Feng suddenly shot.

When I went to the disciples, there were more than a hundred people, flocking, full of enthusiasm, with confidence, with dreams and enthusiasm. When returning, there were only dozens of people, each like a frosted eggplant.

Nearly nine-tenths of the huge casualties made the monks who missed the Panzhiyuan Park face each other, and they were glad that they missed the trip to the Lingyuan Park.

Under the super high mortality rate, the surviving disciples have a great harvest.

The elixir has been turned over, and it can be divided according to the contribution points. After returning, Chen Feng left with the elders, and all the disciples went back. After a few days of arrangement, they can receive the contribution points.

The elders sent the list of elixir to the list. Naturally, someone arranged everything and started to register and check the contribution points.

Then the elders need to consider the purple scorpion.

The potential of the purple scorpion is really terrible. It took only a year to go from the five layers of infuriating to the nine layers of true gas, and its combat power was even stronger than the original Xu Yan.

The elders have to admit that this is a genius. It was already seen at the time of the selection, but never imagined that his potential would be so great, far beyond the original Chen Feng.

But unfortunately, such a genius is doomed to be unable to cultivate vigorously, because he and Chen Feng are on the opposite side.

"Elder." Chen Feng did not know when he came in.

"How come you?" The elders were surprised.

"Just worry about it, I want to ask the elders how to deal with the purple sable." Chen Feng asked, hopefully staring at the elders.

The elder has hesitated, he has not thought about it.

"The Sovereign went to Wu Zong has not returned yet. Everything here is the elders have the final say. The purple scorpion colludes with outsiders, killing the same door, and robbing the same door elixir. It is already an iron-clad fact. According to the sectification of the sect, this is a crime of death." The wind whispered.

The elder's brow is slightly wrinkled. This fact is not very easy to handle. He is a purple cicada. He doesn't care, but he cares about another person. "How do you say Meng Yao?"

"She can still say, not to the purple." When talking about Su Mengyao, Chen Feng's face is already angry, not to be grateful: "But we have a lot of people, the purple can not be denied, and the sovereign is not, The elders can do it first."

"Let me think about it, you go ahead." The elders waved their hands and still hesitated.

Chen Feng was very reluctant. When he left the door, he turned back and said: "Three grandfathers, the family people have been waiting for us. The purple scorpion is too high. If it is discovered by the lord, it is likely to be accepted as a disciple. Once developed, Maybe it will threaten the position of my future lord. I have reached a bottleneck, and the purple medicinal medicine of the sable is just able to break through."

After that, Chen Feng left.

The hesitant elders suddenly looked cold and listened to Chen Feng’s words. He finally made up his mind.

After the purple cic came back, he shut himself in the room and no one saw it.

In the sectarians, there are many people who want to harm him. Among them, Chen Feng’s threat is the biggest, and Zi Yan has to guard against it, so he has to hurry and improve his strength.

Open the bag, the spirits are dazzling, the brilliance is bright, the rich aura is coming, and the elixir for more than 500 years, there are no more than 20 plants in front of the purple.

This is the harvest of Zi Yan, the Ling Yao Yuan and his party, his harvest is the biggest, just the elixir that he swallowed, far beyond the harvest of Wu Zong this elixir.

Twenty strains of elixir, purple cicadas are successively arranged, then sit cross-legged and swallow one by one.

Now, he does not need combat skills, he only needs to improve his strength.

For many other elixir, it may take several months for others to refine, but for the purple scorpion, it only takes a few days.

During this period of time, the purple scorpion does not eat or drink, and there is no refinery day and night. The speed of strength improvement is extremely slow, but the speed of physical transformation is very fast.

The silver energy of the road enters the body and is easy to wash the marrow, making the body stronger and more tough.

Like a big wave of sand, the body of the purple scorpion is washed away by many silver energy every day, washing away the impurities, and every day is a small metamorphosis.

You don't need to comprehend the combat skills. Zi Yan's full-hearted input into the improvement of strength, every minute, every second is not willing to waste, twenty-five hundred years of elixir, the purple scorpion in just two days, all refining, Once this speed is heard, it will be shocking.

During this period of time, he completely fights and squeezes all his potential. Fortunately, the heart is also very powerful. Like a bottomless pit, it devours all the energy of the elixir, and quickly returns more pure energy. The purple scorpion rumbling throughout the day. The sound is like a big wave of sand, removing body impurities over and over again. The body of the purple scorpion is moving toward the pure innate body.

And before he swallowed the energy of the snake gallbladder to break into the mid-nine layer, it is also moving toward the later stage. After all the energy is refining, the strength of the purple dragonfly has reached the peak of nine layers, only one step away from the ten layers of infuriating.

After two days, the door knocked.

"Who?" Zi Yan opened his eyes, and the cultivation was disturbed. He was very dissatisfied.

"It's me." The low voice sounded.

It is a wonderful sky.

Zi Yan opened the door, and the wonderful air flashed into the door.

"What you want, I have done it for you, it's not easy." When the sky came in, he walked toward the wooden table, and then took out a porcelain bottle from the arms of the sac.

"How much?" Seeing those porcelain bottles, the purple eyes are bright.

When he came back on the same day, he asked for a wonderful sky and exchanged some real gas for him. After all, he had a contradiction with Luomen. Although there were many contributions, it was inevitable that Luomen would not find anything from it. Ziyan didn’t care about the contribution, but it was very Care about time.

There is not much time left for him now.

"I changed it at the beginning. That Luomen didn't change it. Thanks to the help of Su Mengyao's sister. She found some friends and changed these. She told me to tell you, use it first. After a few days, there will be more. The real gas is for you." One by one, the porcelain bottle was placed on the table.

The purple eyes have been swept away and the number has been determined, with a total of 20 bottles.

Zhenqi Dan has 10 bottles per bottle, and 20 bottles add up to 200 pieces. This is a huge number. You must know that a year ago, Zi Yan couldn't even get a real gas Dan. For a 500-year-old elixir, Zhao Can sold himself.

But only a year has passed, Ziyan has got 200 pieces of true gas, and the five hundred years of medicine that has been swallowed has exceeded 50.

"Thank you." Ziyan grateful, the elixir swallowed, and now he, the most needed true Dan.

Two hundred, enough for him to refine for a few days.

"The monks practice, they must follow the rules, but the speed is not up. The speed of refining the elixir is very fast, but the number of refining and chemical is too much, and you are careful to be countered." When I left, Miao took a photo of purple. Awkward shoulders.

Ziyan nodded and said that she understood.

"You have to be careful. Recently, the sects have spread, and Chen Feng has to deal with you."

The wonderful air finally left.

"Chen Feng, you often find me trouble, there will always be one day, I will make you regret." In the room, Zi Yan's eyes instantly became cold.

On the side of the bed, twenty bottles of true gas Dan lined up, purple squatting sitting on the knees, calming down, directly open a bottle of true gas Dan, like eating jelly beans, swallowed these ten true gas Dan.

The entrance to the real gas Dan was turned into a cool coolness that rushed toward the belly, followed by a powerful and pure energy that rushed toward the purple scorpion.

The infuriating of the nine-layer peak, there is no breakthrough, the purple scorpion is somewhat anxious, and after several bottles of qi dan are refining, there is still no breakthrough, but the body becomes stronger.

His blood is extremely strong. Once it erupts, it is like a ten-level peak beast, surging, but still does not reach the limit that Ziyan can understand.

The ten-layer peak is still not perfect. Every time you practice, your body will change and change every day.

By the third day, the sable had refining five bottles of true gas, and there were fifteen bottles without refining. Time is tight, Zi Yan does not want to waste a minute and a second, open his eyes, pick up the real gas, ready to refine, but suddenly the footsteps sounded from the outside.

The strength becomes stronger, the perception of the purple scorpion naturally becomes stronger, even if it is a very light footstep, the purple scorpion is also perceived, followed by the knocking of the door.

"Who." Zi Yan asked coldly.

He has heard that they are two people from the footsteps, so it is impossible to be a wonderful sky. Although the pace is very light, there is a heavy feeling, and there is no lightness. It is obviously not Su Mengyao and Lin Xue.

"Purple, you are suspected of killing the same door, the penalty hall has a request." The sound of indifference sounded outside the door.

"Penal hall?" Zi Yan's face changed, I can't think of the other party's movement so fast, this is only three days, it is necessary to start with him.

The penalty hall, the principal of the martial arts of Wu Zong, has always been a impartial act. He has never been guilty of malpractice. He once killed a number of core disciples who have had a big mistake. It is said that the temple of the punishment hall is stubborn. The old man, hateful, hates some ruthless and unrighteous.

"Do you come out by yourself, or do you want us to go in and ask you?" The voice of indifference sounded again outside the door.

"I am going out." Zi Yan pressed the infuriating dan under the quilt, then walked toward the door, his face pale.

As the door opened, Zi Yan saw two middle-aged people outside the door, and the pupils shrank instantly. The other party was dressed in red, not angry and arrogant. Although the breath converges, there is still a sense of chilling.

"Red elders, innate."

The purple scorpion was taken aback, and never thought that the sentence sent by the punishment hall turned out to be the two elders of the innate realm~www.ltnovel.com~ Obviously, I have already heard the strength speculation about the sable, afraid of ten layers of infuriating Brought back to the purple, directly sent the elders.

"Go."

The two look indifferent, not screaming, like the executioner on earth.

"I can't find the way, I still hope that the two elders will lead the way." Zixiao's way, although Zijing entered the inner door for a year, but did not turn in Lingwuzong, so he only heard the punishment hall, but not Know where the place is.

"Hey!" The two men were cold, and afterwards, they sandwiched the purple scorpion and walked toward the penalty hall.

Along the way, I met many monks.

"Look, that's purple."

"How can the purple scorpion be with the two elders, or the elders of the penalty hall?"

There is a murderous temper on the elders of the penalty temple, which is well recognized.

"You don't know this. It's really stupid. The sects have already been rumored. The sables colluded with others in the Lingyuan Garden and killed many disciples of Lingwuzong. Even the inner door was killed."

"What, so vicious, killing the inner door ten, is the strength of Zi Yan so strong?"

"Of course it is very strong. It is said that he also killed a congenital beast and got a thousand-year-old medicine, but he left it selfishly, and the bad gambling bet was lost."

"Oh, this is too selfish."

Everyone saw Zi Yan went to the penalty hall and talked about it.

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