Ouyang Daoren had already stepped into the ancient martial arts steps with half a foot, but he didn't expect to be killed by a nameless rat, thinking about the foundation of his life, not only ruined in one fell swoop, but he was also seriously injured.

Now he has no chance to escape if he wants to, how can the hundred-meter-wide cliff be able to escape if he says he can escape, Lao Dao is right, this is a natural cemetery, but it is his cemetery.

It is precisely because it is between the cliffs in the deep mountains that Su Bei has killed several of his disciples, and he can exert his strength without any worries, and he can only blame Lao Dao for putting his position too high, and Su Bei, who took the initiative, did not want to kill Lao Dao.

The more Su Bei fought, the more excited he became, and after a dense fist shadow, Lao Dao was forced into a corner. Su Bei glanced at the cave on the cliff, the old Taoist was despicable and despicable for more than fifty years, and the bureau he had created with all his heart and mind had actually become something in his pocket, which was even more exciting than picking up ten spirit grasses, not to mention that in his true yuan conversion bureau, the value of a spirit stone was higher than that of spirit grass.

The two of them thought of going together, fighting desperately, colliding again and again, almost destroying this cliff Taoist temple, Lao Dao temporarily stabilized his mind, and his left hand came from the dust, among the countless white shadows, there would always be the most fatal blow.

Su Bei felt that this was the trick of the old way, this was the real master he had encountered, and he recalled Li Qingyun's self-destructive move when he killed Kangsi, which might be a good way. Fighting against this kind of person, it is impossible to get out of the way, the more you don't want to get hurt, the more worries you have, so you just bet on this, if luck is also part of your strength, Subei feels that her luck has always been very good.

After flashing the kick of the old road again, the white shadows that swept over the sky fell on his head, and this time Su Bei didn't plan to dodge, and pounced directly on these white shadows.

"Kill yourself!" Ouyang Daoren smiled coldly, although he was seriously injured, but the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, he didn't know, Su Bei had already seen through this trick and it was indeed very killing.

Poof! The soft texture of the whisk in Lao Dao's hand turned into a sharp sword, penetrating the lower abdomen of northern Jiangsu, and blood suddenly flowed down the whisk.

But it was this kind of suicidal fight that made Su Beiqi come to Lao Dao, clasped his shoulders with both hands, endured the severe pain in his abdomen, lifted a breath of true qi, and kicked it fiercely.

Ouyang Daoren was an old fox, and he also felt this chill, and when he subconsciously lowered his head, Su Bei's toes had already kicked up.

Boom!

Suddenly, Ouyang Daoren lost his center of gravity, and then looked at the thigh he was hit, he was actually kicked off, and half of his leg lay on the ground like a dead branch.

This battle with Subei is about to drive the old man crazy, the opponent is obviously inferior to himself, but he is always yin by this yellow-haired child because of his uncertainty.

Tan Ying on the side saw it clearly, Su Bei was not opportunistic this time, but took his life to gamble this opportunity, as long as the old Taoist dust did not kill him, he won, his luck was very good, and he avoided the fatal injury.

Taking advantage of Lao Dao's serious injury, Su Bei picked up the dust on the ground and threw it aside, spit out a mouthful of blood, and quickly meditated on Ran Zhenyuan to repair his wounds, "Girl, I'm sorry for you in the future, but don't let him die a dog's life, I want him to die." ”

"I don't need you to say it. ”

Ouyang Daoren, who had broken one hand and one foot, became reluctant to even stand, and in the face of Tan Ying, who was holding a sword, he became a fish meat to be slaughtered.

"Old miscellaneous hair, it seems that heaven is ordinary, and retribution is coming after all. When you killed my whole family and lifted me up the mountain, I waited for this day!"

"What do you want to do?"

"Whatever you want to do with me, I'll do with you. ”

Tan Ying tore off the veil, slowly turned his head to look at Su Bei, who was meditating, and said, "A few years ago, Lao Zamao saw that I was beautiful, and he was afraid that I would affect the cultivation of his apprentices in the Taoist temple, so he ruined my face. ”

Su Bei glanced at Tan Ying's face and frowned, the old way is also a wonder, he is not capable of holding a beauty, he is still a careful eye, should all beautiful women in the world be disfigured, no wonder he can only choose this kind of deep mountain and old forest to cultivate, the ancients said that the great hidden in the city, as long as the mind is calm, you can cultivate anywhere, but as long as you have your heart, even if you put you on the snow mountain and see a horse monkey, you may be emotional.

"Put your hatred aside for now, don't let him recover, or we'll both be in trouble. This face of yours, maybe I can have a way to cure it, my company is making skin care products, and my own things are not just for you to use. ”

"You!" Tan Ying's sadness and pain just now made Su Bei say so embarrassed, she was not a person who minded her appearance, she just wanted Lao Dao to know how much she hated him all along.

Tan Ying flicked his wrist, and a sword flower flew towards Lao Dao, Lao Dao jumped back on one leg, Su Bei had already seen it in his eyes, and with a flick of his hand, Lao Dao was startled and thought it was a hidden weapon, who knew that Su Bei didn't have that strength now, just to scare and scare him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tan Ying rushed up and stabbed indiscriminately. With a sword of poof, Lao Dao's other leg was also useless, followed by his arm, and when Lao Dao couldn't move at all, he stabbed him in several meridians.

After recuperating for a few hours, Su Bei gradually recovered some of his true qi, and he had to do a big thing before Lao Dao died, otherwise he would be injured in vain this trip.

Tan Ying led the way in front, and Su Bei walked into a cave with the old road whose limbs were cut off, the cave was very deep, and when he reached the innermost, it was a scene of the Water Moon Cave.

The bottom of the cave is about the size of a basketball court, and suddenly it opens up, and the moonlight is projected from the top of the cave, and in the center is a pool of cold spring water, and the several directions of the waterhole are composed of more than a dozen spirit stones.

Su Bei directly threw the old road into a half-foot deep pool, the principle of this true element transformation is actually very simple, at the moment when the old Tao dies, his true yuan will be emanated, if he dies outside, his true qi soul will return to nature, but with this spirit gathering array, the true qi will be stored in the spirit stone for a short time, and Su Bei will convert the true yuan of the old way into his own from the spirit stone, and it will be done.

Even Li Qingyun didn't know this secret, Lao Dao had spent a lifetime creating this pomp, how could he have thought that it would be used by others in the end.

At this critical time, Tan Ying couldn't help, but she also made a little sense, standing outside the cave to protect the law in northern Jiangsu, although it was impossible for anyone to come to this ghost place.

This trip to Cuiwei Mountain in northern Jiangsu risked his life many times, and this was the most dangerous one. When he jumped into the pool, the cold spring water almost made him hand it over, it was really biting cold.

Su Bei stabilized Zhenyuan, and gradually felt that there were many snakes moving under his feet, and when he looked at the old turtle that had already grown patterns, he chuckled lightly and understood what was going on.

More and more turtles are jumping out of the holes around the pond, and these spiritual things seem to like the aura very much, but the true qi of northern Jiangsu is still very strong, and they can only devour the old way.

The turtle on the surface of the water suddenly boiled, biting Lao Dao's body fiercely, and the entire water surface boiled.

Finally, Lao Dao's last breath was gone, and when his life disappeared, the invisible true yuan in his dantian escaped, and was quickly absorbed by the spirit stones around the pond.

Northern Jiangsu runs the true yuan, using the spirit stone as a battery, and when the power is full, it flows into its own meridians. The strange rolling true qi beats in the meridians of northern Jiangsu, and the old Tao is right, it must be a person who has a golden pill in his body to absorb it, which is like having a power supply and wires, you can't help but provide household appliances.

A few hours passed, and Su Bei felt that his dantian was rising, and the golden golden pill became bigger and stronger.

One day passed, and the next night, the moon rose on the willow tops.

Tan Ying, who was outside the cave, was completely stunned, she was also an ancient martial arts cultivator, but she had never felt such a powerful aura pouring into the cave, and this feeling had begun to come true since the day.

This is no longer the true qi of the old way, but the aura of heaven and earth in the entire Cuiwei Mountain.

Tan Ying suddenly understood that Su Bei was not a normal person at all, he was like a magnetic field, consuming the aura around him, and he was no longer limited to the old way.

He was a hundred times more powerful than Ouyang Daoren! Tan Ying thought firmly, she could guess that Subei was also an alternative existence among ancient martial arts cultivators.

This feeling was not even realized by Subei himself, because the feng shui beads that Subei stole from the white painting fan were left to Subei by the most prominent Guwu family in China fifteen years ago.

Fifteen years later, Subei flawlessly absorbed this golden pill, and it can be said that in the entire ancient martial arts world, only he can do it.

Bang!

A loud explosion came from the cave, followed by the sound of crackling firecrackers.

Northern Jiangsu has gradually entered a better state, Zhenyuan has consolidated layer by layer, Jindan is becoming more and more substantial, and his body is full of strength, and this power has even broken through a few spirit stones of the old way.

Finally, when Su Bei stood up uncontrollably, a punch was thrown, and the whole cave was about to collapse, he had never felt so powerful.

Su Bei himself was stupid, he didn't know that in a day and a night, he not only absorbed the true yuan of the late stage of the old Dao Xuan Rank, but also absorbed the aura of the Lingxiu Cuiwei Mountain, and rushed from the middle stage of the Xuan Rank to the early stage of the Earth Rank in one go.

No matter how powerful an ancient martial arts cultivator is, it will take at least a few years or decades or even a lifetime to upgrade to the next level, and in just two months, Su Bei has been promoted to four levels in a row.

What is the concept of the early stage of the ground level, looking at the entire ancient martial arts world, it may also be the existence ranked in the top five. Not only has the strength increased several times, but even the mind has also grown.

Subei had never had such a good feeling, and at the moment when the cave collapsed, he rushed out of the cave with a few undamaged spirit stones from the old road.

This powerful force made Tan Ying a little frightened, the current northern Jiangsu, if he met Ouyang Dao people again, with a wave of his hand, the old Dao would be wiped out, and he still needed to fight to the death two days ago?