After the two sides separated, Mengya took Lynch and the others back to the courtyard where they lived, and if Mengya had not accompanied him, Lynch would have been dismantled. ．

"Master, you must find a way to help me get Xue'er!"

Luo Yujun appeared behind Sect Master Jiang, his eyes were cold, from the first time he saw Xue'er, Luo Yujun couldn't extricate himself, in fact, the main purpose was that Sect Master Jiang let him get close to Xue'er, it was best to get it.

"Don't worry, the teacher will find a way for you, as long as you get the Snow Fox Holy Maiden, sooner or later the Xuannu Sect will fall into my hands and become a vassal of our Nine Palace Sword Sect, then you will be the Xuannu Sect Master, so many beauties, you are not up to you to choose!"

It has long been rumored in the outside world that whoever can marry the Snow Fox Saintess will basically become the successor of the Xuannu Sect, so many people are eyeing the Snow Fox Saintess, but Luo Yujun is the first to get the moon near the water.

"Then the disciple is relieved, it's just this Lynch......"

If Lynch doesn't die, Xiaoxue won't change his mind, and now the biggest problem is how to kill Lynch.

"This kid can't be around for a few days, with Mengya guarding him, it's not easy to kill him, the Nebula Summit is an opportunity, you can take the opportunity to kill him!"

Sect Master Jiang showed a wicked smile, this master and apprentice looked like they usually looked like two people, they were both a group of hypocrites.

Lin Qi and the others returned to the courtyard and began to allocate it, there were about five rooms in the courtyard, Mu Xiu and Qinglan lived in one, Ruan Xiunian and Ayou lived in one, Cai'er and Yuwenyan in one, Lynch in one, and Xue'er could only live in one room with Shizun temporarily.

Anyway, there are two more days to be the day of the Nebula Summit, just hold on to it, get up early in the morning, Lynch is practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and the power of the spiral makes him very obsessed and opens up a new path.

"Dream senior, junior has a reluctant request!"

Meng Ya walked out, and Lynch immediately walked up, it seemed that there was something to ask the Dream Sect Master. contentad2();

"What?"

Mengya glanced at Lynch strangely, after two days of getting along, the relationship between the two was very harmonious, even Xue'er was amazed, her master had always rejected men, why was she very enthusiastic when she saw Lynch.

"Can the seniors suppress me with the aura of the Martial Sect Realm, I want to squeeze the limit in my body!"

Lynch thought of a way to quickly refine the blood of the god of the underworld, as long as he refined some, he could break through to the Ninth Rank Martial King, and even make the physical body go further, and the thorn of the god of the underworld was estimated to be able to be used.

"Yes!"

Meng Ya didn't even think about it, and directly agreed, letting Xue'er and the others retreat, the aura of the Martial Sect is very strong, if you can't resist it, it is extremely easy to hurt yourself.

The courtyard was quickly vacated, and everyone was standing around, Ruan Xiunian, Mu Xiu and others all came out, looking at Lynch very curiously.

"You have to be careful, I will suppress the realm now in the early stage of the First Rank Martial Sect, if you can't bear it, immediately signal!"

Meng Ya was afraid of hurting Lynch, so she suppressed the realm, and once the aura of the second-grade martial arts sect leaked out, it was enough to crush Lynch into powder.

"Let's get started!"

Lynch is looking forward to it, the soul fire has been mobilized, hovering in the dantian, ready to add refining and decompose the power of the underworld.

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space suddenly moved, like a layer of air pressure sinking, and the bluestone on the ground of the courtyard was cracking inch by inch, this was the air pressure of Wu Zong, and Lynch stood in the center and felt it the most.

Like a huge mountain, at least 10,000 catties of strength, equivalent to thirty times the gravity platform, Lynch's spine suddenly bent, and his legs began to shake, but he did not fall, making Meng Ya show a trace of horror. contentad3();

Although it was only the early stage of the First Rank Martial King, even if it was the peak Ninth Rank Martial King, he couldn't bear it, but Lynch actually endured it stiffly, and his body was not crushed.

After adapting to the pressure of Wu Zong, Lynch raised his long sword with difficulty and continued to perform swordsmanship, under thirty times the pressure, the sword moves had already been deformed, and even Lynch's face was distorted, sweat ran down his neck, soaking through his clothes.

Those people standing on the periphery, although they had not been exposed to the aura of the Martial Sect, their powerful aura still affected them, as if their hearts were suppressing a big stone, and it was very difficult to breathe.

The most terrifying thing is Mengya, the aura of the martial arts sect is suppressed, normal people's actions are a problem, Lynch is not only not suppressed, but can also perform swordsmanship, which is incredible.

"The pressure is still not enough!"

Accustomed to a cup of tea, Lynch signaled that the pressure increased, because his physical body was strong, which weakened the pressure of the Martial Sect, and combined with the full strength of refining the blood of the Immortal God, it was also counteracting the strength of the Martial Sect.

Seeing that Lynch still had potential to tap, Meng Ya's heart was horizontal, and her momentum changed again, rising little by little from the early stage to reaching the middle stage of the first grade of the Martial Sect.

"Click!"

When the momentum of the middle stage of the Yipin Martial Sect appeared, Lynch's bones clicked, like copper bones galloping, every inch of the joint, absorbing the power of the blood of the god of the underworld, the blood of the god of the god hovering in the dantian, dripping and turning, the endless power of the god of the underworld, integrated into Lynch's body.

"Look, Lynch's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, obviously much stronger than just now!"

Some people can see that Lynch is using the strength of the Martial Arts Sect to stimulate his inner potential, and tap his physical body or spiritual power to the extreme. contentad4();

Thinking of this, Ayew walked out without hesitation and walked towards the middle of the field, Lynch was in the center, under the most pressure, and the pressure around was smaller, like a halo, the further you went to the middle, the greater the pressure.

As soon as he stepped down the next step, Ayou's whole body was shaken, and he was almost shocked and flew out, barely standing up, and he was also resisting the strength of the martial arts, running the exercises, and cultivating with all his might.

Others have followed suit, and now after squeezing, some of the power lurking inside the body seems to have been excavated, and the limits of human beings can only burst out at the moment of death.

The clumsy body, wielding a long sword, Lynch's feet were covered with water stains, his clothes were soaked, and his lips were cracked, revealing Sen Sen's bloodstains, this kind of cultivation method was terrifying.

"There's still a little bit missing, just a little bit missing!"

The spiritual power in Lynch's current dantian has turned into a liquid state, which is the sign of the Martial Sect, that is to say, Lynch's spiritual power is comparable to that of the first-rank Martial Sect, but he has not yet broken through to the Ninth Rank Martial King.

The blood of the god of the underworld shrank in a large circle, and the terrifying energy, like a flood beast, exploded inside the body, rushing into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

"Give me a breakthrough!"

Suddenly, Lynch let out a roar of rage, and his breath skyrocketed, opening the shackles of the Eight-Rank Martial King, and with the help of the Martial Sect's suppression, he successfully broke through the realm and stepped into the Nine-Rank Martial King.

Meng Ya knew at this moment that Lynch's true purpose was to use the suppression of the Martial Sect to let him break through to the Nine Rank Martial King in advance, and with Lynch's qualifications, it was only a matter of time before he broke through.

The Nebula Summit is about to start, and Lynch has no time left, so he can only use this self-harm method to successfully break through the realm.

"Keep the pressure up!"

After breaking through the Nine Rank Martial King, Lynch's ability to resist pressure increased greatly, allowing Meng Ya to continue to increase the pressure, and the degree of refining of the blood of the underworld god suddenly accelerated.

The realm is rising day by day, and half an hour has passed, under the suppression of the Martial Sect, Lynch's realm has reached the peak of the Nine Rank Martial King, and the surrounding aura has almost turned into liquid and entered Lynch's body.

The Nine Turns Golden Body is flying, devouring the energy in the blood of the Hades to open up more tricks and double the amplitude.

With each boost, Lynch's attack power doubled, and now it's a six-fold increase, and if he opens more tricks, it's seven-fold.

Mengya can't describe her mood in words, Lynch's talent is so high, it seems that the potential endless power in his body, as long as he continues to suppress it, Lynch will resist.

This force of resistance forced Lynch to move forward, and in this half an hour, it subverted everyone's cognitive outlook, and Ayu, who was sitting in the distance, actually broke through his own pressure and reached the seventh-rank martial king.

"It's all a bunch of crazy people!"

Ayu has a lot of things similar to Lynch, otherwise the two would not be best friends, it is an unyielding character, Xiaoxue calls it crazy.

After a full hour, Lynch finally couldn't bear it anymore, he was tired and lay on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily, and replaced with other Nine Rank Martial Kings, which had long since turned into a pile of blood, and Lynch had endured it for so long.

"Lin Qi, although you are still the Ninth Rank Martial King, now that the First Rank Martial Sect wants to kill you, it is estimated that it will not be very easy!"

What Meng Ya said was from her heart, just now she suppressed the realm at the peak of the First Rank Martial Sect, and she only suppressed Lynch.

"Difficult, how can Wu Zongjing stand still and suppress you with momentum, if you make a move just now, I will hardly be able to support a single move!"

Lynch is still self-aware, Mengya has been standing in place from beginning to end, if he had made a move, Lynch would have died long ago, theoretically it can only be said that Lynch has the potential to contend with the Martial Sect, not the strength.

"Brother, what kind of exercises have you cultivated, your physical body is so strong that you can withstand the suppression of the Martial Sect!"

Xiaoxue is also well-informed and very curious, Lynch just saw every bit in his eyes, how he did it.

"I've cultivated the Body Refining Technique!"

There is nothing to hide from Xiao Xue Lynch, to tell the truth, as for what exercises, Lynch did not mention that the Nine Turns Golden Body is a method of cultivation, which can strengthen his own strength.

Mu Xiu and Qing Lan, who were standing in the distance, originally interrupted to have a discussion with Lynch, but now they could only shake their heads and smile bitterly, they couldn't even get past the center of the pressure just now, and now that Lynch has broken through to the Nine Rank Martial King, it is estimated that he can crush them with one hand.

Their so-called genius is too much different from Lynch, because Lynch is not a genius, he is a demon!

In the next time, Lynch continued to practice swordsmanship, mastering the power of the spiral as soon as possible, at least to the extent that he could retract and release it freely, so that he could use it in battle.

Lynch worked so hard, everyone's cultivation emotions were aroused, people are so powerful, and they are still cultivating tirelessly, what reason do they have to be lazy.