The Ink Tears man had been on the road for a day, and at this moment the starry sky was shining, the stars were shining, and the rest of the people were already asleep, only the Ink Tears quietly took out an ethereal book from his chest.

He looked at the book in a daze for a long time, and when he opened it again, he felt both frightened and frightened, and the only thing that made him feel good was that the book had become much thinner.

"It's a great book that is both physical and engaging. ”

Mo tearfully smiled bitterly, thinking about the life and death along the way, I don't know how much pain and danger this book has brought him? But at the same time, because of this book, he has a certain strength, and he can sit here alive at this moment.

Since he came out of the Dragon Tomb, he has deeply realized how insignificant his strength is: it is difficult to even protect himself, how can he have the strength to protect his people, he is in his heart at the moment, and he cultivates again.

Pages of paper turned into an ethereal air flow into his body in an instant, he was shocked in his heart, and he tried his best to force that air flow out of his body, but in desperation, after his body was no different, he simply suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

There are already two hells in his body, which have already tormented him to the point of being at a loss, and he doesn't want to practice another hell at this time, and at that time, I'm afraid he will bury his bones in the ground.

He knew that he was not a genius, let alone cultivation material, and if he wanted to survive in this world, he only had absolute combat power, but instead of rapidly improving his combat power, he hoped to be alive at this moment, at least to live to find a way to cure Xiao Mu.

When the Dragon Tomb Eight Hot Hell and the Eight Cold Hell collided, he had already figured out that he could never bear the third hell, and even why he actually endured those two huge forces between life and death, he didn't know until now.

The exercises that can be practiced are too evil, no matter what kind of genius they cultivate, they will not have any thoughts of achieving it quickly, because cultivating it is too dangerous and painful, not to mention that it is not something that an ordinary body can bear, even if you are a peerless genius, in front of this exercise, you can only be the most ordinary incompetent.

Mo Tear wanted to become stronger at the moment, but he couldn't rely on this exercise, which he deeply understood, and after putting the book back on his chest, he slowly got up and walked forward.

He walked a short distance, looked at the people around him, and called in a low voice, "Master, Master, come out and meet me." ”

He Sen floated out like a cloud of air, the reason why he walked so far was because he was afraid of disturbing others, and even more afraid that Master would scare others, after all, it was not a good thing to meet ghosts in the middle of the night.

"Stinky boy, you don't rest so late, why are you called a teacher?" He Sen said slowly.

Looking at He Sen's ethereal body glowing white in the dark night, I couldn't help but marvel in my heart that it was really rare for someone like Master to be so dashing and alive after death.

"What the hell is going on? He Sen saw that he was stunned for a long time, and asked again.

"Master, didn't you say you wanted to teach me swordsmanship before? Can you teach me now? I want to learn. Mo Tear asked respectfully, for fear that the master would not teach him.

He Sen smiled slightly, thinking that he finally remembered me, a peerless master, and he didn't know how happy he was in his heart, but he didn't want to be noticed by the ink tears, as if he was teaching him on the pole.

In fact, he just wants to teach him, he wants to teach him very much, no one wants to miss this kind of "genius" apprentice, not to mention that in He Sen's heart, the word genius is not enough to describe ink tears, and the word monster is quite suitable for him.

He Sen clenched his fists and coughed lightly, pretending to be deep and faint, "Why do you want to learn my skills." ”

"Because I'm too weak. Mo Tear thought about it again and again, and felt that this reason was not enough, so he added another sentence against his will, "Master's ability is all over the sky, and the disciple should also be." ”

He Sen was stunned, he didn't know what to say, this is still too weak, as a cultivator who has turned into dust, the combat power he shows is comparable to the peak of the Melting Earth Realm, so it can also be called weak, then the teacher is not a scum at this time, but listening to the second half of his words, he immediately felt great joy in his heart.

"Even if you have vision, I will teach you a set of swordsmanship as a teacher. He Sen said slowly.

People want faces, trees want bark, and people are invincible without faces. He Sen didn't know if he didn't teach: he was startled, he thought he was an invincible genius, but he didn't expect to use the word stupid to describe him at this moment.

In the end, He Sen came to a conclusion that the reason why Mo Tear was much more powerful than ordinary cultivators was that all the ancestral graves in his eighteen lifetimes were smoking, and he was lucky enough to get home, so that he could reach this moment by mistake, and as for the so-called talent, wisdom, dexterity, all these noble words in cultivation, without exception, completely avoided him.

"Rotten wood is hard to carve!" In the inky black night sky, there were reprimands and shouts from time to time.

A man dressed in black turned a deaf ear to these voices, and vigorously flicked the sword in his hand without the slightest slackening.

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In the early morning, on the outermost part of the Dragon Clan's holy land, there were densely packed groups of people, one by one wearing silver-white armor, standing in an orderly manner like a wooden stake, holding a knife with a shell in their hands, majestic and cold.

In the middle of these men there was a large tent with campfires, grain, and food around them, and it was evident that they were an unknown group of people who had been in order for a few years without an army.

In the big tent, Shen Tu was lying on a chair, his eyes half-open, looking leisurely, and none of the people sitting on either side of him dared to disturb him.

"Report, the Divine Emperor has visited. A man in armor quickly rushed into the tent to report.

Shen Tu Yanqi slowly opened his eyes and said lightly, "Call him in." ”

Between breaths, there were still two people in the center of the public, a wonderful man in white clothes with a handsome face and a folding fan in his hand, smiling slightly, followed by an old Taoist in a green shirt, who was a Sansheng Taoist.

Shen Tu Qiqi slowly sat upright, and called his subordinates out, and at this moment, there were only three of them left in a huge big tent.

"Brother Le Zheng's visit, what are you doing?" said Shen Tu Qiqi slowly, an irresistible majesty could be seen on his face.

"Brother Shentu, where are you and my brother? I miss you, don't come and see. Le Zheng Mingze smiled happily, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Yes, you and my brother. I don't know you yet?God Emperor, how could it be that he just came to see me?" Brother Shentu Qi said indifferently.

Le Zheng Mingze smiled again, flicked his fingers, shook off the folding fan, shook twice, and said slowly: "It's still Brother Shentu, you know me." ”

Shen Tu's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" Directly speaking, in my place, you don't beat around the bush. ”

Le Zheng Mingze's smile slowly disappeared, and then his face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "Wan Lao Dog, I want you to exterminate the Dragon Clan, why haven't you attacked again after this period of time?"

Shen Tu laughed loudly, he was purely laughing at the three words Wan Lao Dog that Le Zheng Mingze said, he used it brilliantly, and he used it just right, these three words naturally scolded Wan Shenchen.

"It's not that I'm besieging my brother and not attacking, but it's that there are obstacles all over the place, and I don't know where to start!" Shen Tuqi's eyes flickered, and his voice was unconfident.

"Don't you lie to your brother, don't I know you yet? The patriarch of the peasant clan, Long Yitian, is your former brother, and you don't want to be your enemy, so you deliberately shirk it. ”

Le Zheng Mingze's words made Shen Tuqi dumbfounded.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but what if Brother Lezheng knew it, I wasn't afraid of that old dog. Shen Tu simply tore off his mask and said proudly.

"Wan Lao Dog, you and I are naturally not afraid, but what about the gods? If you let him know, I'm afraid this matter will not be easy to do. Le Zheng Mingze walked back and forth slowly, and said in a muffled voice.

The face of the gods, as a law enforcement of the Heavenly Sect. Its own combat power is extraordinary, not to mention that there are three emperors and four saints under him, who cover the sky with one hand in the sect, and their thunderous means make countless people fearful.

Shen Tu Qiqi was slightly stunned, and after a while, he said arrogantly: "I have never been afraid of anyone in my life, and naturally I will not be afraid of him with a god face." ”

"Yes, as the Tu Yao Divine Emperor, you are an important combat force of the sect, so naturally you will be fine, but have you ever thought about your subordinate brothers? Le Zheng Mingze patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Tu Qiqi was deeply stunned, he has always valued love and righteousness, which is a result that he can never accept.

"I'm going to give the order to attack the Dragons right now?" said Shen Tu Qi tentatively, knowing that there were always many unexpected ideas for being a guy with a knife in front of him.

"It's a way. Le Zheng Mingze paused, and then said: "I have a better way, Brother Shentu is willing to hear it." ”

Shen Tu Qi nodded again and again, and quickly said, "Please also ask Brother Le Zheng for advice." ”

"You don't want to be an enemy of the dragon clan, it's just for the friendship of the past, why don't we salute first and then soldier, so that we can kill two birds with one stone. ”

"How to salute before you soldier. ”

"Send a few of your right-hand men to negotiate a bet with the dragon clan, and if you win, both parties will be able to explain. If you lose, it's not easy for the gods to say that you are doing nothing, delaying the fighter and so on. ”

Shen Tu thought carefully, thought about it and thought, in a way, is this really a good way?

"If we really lose, how can the face of the Sect of the Alien Heaven Sect remain, and how will the sect master explain it?" asked Shen Tu Qi with a firm grasp of the point.

"If you lose, you lose, do you think the sect master really cares about the life or death of the dragon clan? What the sect master cares about is whether the dragon clan has the body left by the Light Leaf Divine Venerable, as for the god face, it must not be too messy, besides, at this moment, we have the advantage, and the conditions of the bet do not belong to us, so what is there to worry about. ”

Shentu Yanqi thought about it again, felt that what he said was quite reasonable, stomped his feet, clapped his hands and applauded loudly.

"I have someone here who I can borrow from you. Seeing that he agreed, Le Zheng Mingze immediately pointed to the old Taoist behind him who didn't say a word.

Shen Tu Qiqi only noticed him at this moment, and after quickly scanning his gaze, he said, "Where are you from?"

The old Taoist saluted respectfully, and said without humility or arrogance, "The old Taoist is from another world. ”

Shentu Qiqi was stunned again, looked at him again, and then looked at Le Zheng Mingze, his face full of confusion and confusion.

But he didn't want to ask this question at the moment, so he changed the topic and asked a few unrelated questions, in fact, he was completely going through the motions, he was more concerned about the strength of this person.

Suddenly, Shen Tu's eyes moved, and a huge coercion fell from the sky, falling on the old Taoist, who was covered in clothes fluttering, expressionless, and standing quietly.

Shen Tu Qi smiled, one hand down, slowly pressed down, and whispered softly in his mouth, "Five realms, six realms, seven realms..."

"Eight realms, nine.... With a bang, the old Taoist fell, and the ground under him had long been shattered, and the huge power could be imagined.

"Shitian Nine Realms, good, good. Shen Tu Qi cast an appreciative gaze, just now he was testing the behavior of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist was surprised at this moment, he could hardly imagine that the seemingly ordinary person had a terrifying strength, but he was very happy in his heart, this time the Tao he pursued proved that the path he pursued had not yet reached the end, and there was still a long way to go.

Le Zheng Mingze and Shen Tu Qi chatted a few more words, and then took a big gulp of wine, happy and happy, after being slightly drunk, Le Zheng Mingze waved goodbye and disappeared into the sky.