This sound fell on Murong Hao's ears, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he was frightened and trembled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Shiwen, among the inner disciples of Ling Tianzong, was a person who loved to fight and was famous far and wide, and it was also a headache for the inner disciples to hear his name.

It's not that his cultivation is very high, but that Zhou Shiwen is extremely ferocious, whether it is the person who loses in his hands or the person who wins him, the end is very tragic.

People who often lose in his hands, no matter how much they hear his voice, they will have fear sequelae, however, Murong Hao is one of them.

Murong Hao, whose face was pale, hurriedly threw his hand towards Zhou Shiwen and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Zhou Shiwen, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstand your head!" Zhou Shiwen had already released his martial soul at this time, and he was immediately shrouded in a layer of earthy yellow halo, as if he was integrated with the ground under his feet, and his aura was also rising.

"Earth Martial Soul, really rare Martial Soul!" Xu Ming looked at it and felt interested.

"Boom!" The earthy yellow light bloomed, the dust flew, and Zhou Shiwen blasted an inner disciple out with one punch, and fell to the side unconscious.

"It's been a long time since I've been fighting, it's so cool!" The earthy yellow halo on Zhou Shiwen's body became brighter and brighter, and the other punch blasted out, and the light also bloomed, and another inner disciple was also blasted out.

Zhou Shiwen stepped forward, and with every step, the ground trembled, and a powerful momentum also rushed out, as if using the power of the earth.

At this moment, this group of inner disciples all scattered in all directions and fled.

Only Murong Hao was half a step late, but he asked Zhou Shiwen to step forward, suddenly stretched out a big hand, grabbed it gently, and pinched his neck, that big hand was like pinching a chicken, and threw Murong Hao out casually.

Murong Hao landed on the ground first, fell a dog and chewed on, choking on a mouthful of mud, looking embarrassed.

"Haha, I see who else dares to bully my brother Xu Ming!" Glaring around angrily, Zhou Shiwen was murderous and domineering as he spoke.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, when, this Xu Ming, who was only a new disciple in the realm of martial arts, turned out to be Zhou Shiwen's brother.

In the end, Xu Ming followed Zhou Shiwen to a hill in the sect, where there was actually a restaurant hidden in the woods, and there were many inner disciples who were drinking in it, and the two of them also found a place to order some side dishes and began to drink.

"Black Tree Ridge, Beast Core!" When the two were drinking, Zhou Shiwen actually proposed to let Xu Ming go with him to kill the demon beast, and it was to kill the spirit demon beast, which can only be shaken by the cultivation of the Lingwu realm.

Ordinary demon beasts are divided into nine levels, which just correspond to the realm of the nine recultivation of the martial arts, and the spirit demon beasts are also divided into nine levels, which just correspond to the realm of the nine recultivation of the spiritual martial realm.

However, Xu Ming is only in the realm of martial arts.

"Brother Xu Ming, the Black Tree Ridge is boundless, I'm afraid only the head of the sect knows how big it is, and we, the inner disciples, only dare to move around the periphery, and don't dare to really go deeper, although your strength is a little weaker, but there is no problem with following me closely. ”

Zhou Shiwen patted Xu Ming's chest and laughed.

Looking at this eldest brother, Xu Ming could also nod slightly, he already knew that Zhou Shiwen was a straight man during the drink, and there was no sarcasm in anything he said.

As for why he had to bring Xu Ming, Brother Zhou Shiwen actually gave him a great benefit, he actually gave him a beast core, you must know that this is a great help for him to break through the Lingwu realm, but a mere first-level beast core can be worth several drops of ninth-level beast spirit.

"Thank you, big brother!" Xu Ming hugged his fist at the big brother and thanked him.

"Brothers, what to do about this etiquette, come, have a few drinks with your eldest brother. Zhou Shiwen laughed heartily, raised his glass and drank it all.

Drink until the sun goes down, and the two go their separate ways.

Back in his cultivation courtyard, Xu Ming went into the house, sat cross-legged and began to practice the Nine Transformations True Yuan Exercises, his top priority now was to improve his cultivation, otherwise it would be a little more dangerous to go to Heimuling, and it would also bring trouble to Brother Zhou Shiwen.

The first time he cultivated the Nine Transformations True Yuan Gong Method, it turned out to be the effect of refining the Yuan Force in the body by turning over again and again in the body, which not only made his muscles and bones strong and his blood veins expanded, but also made his Yuan Force continue to become more refined and stronger.

Even his Double Dragon Martial Soul has received a lot of nourishment, and it has gradually become more substantial and powerful.

The realm of martial arts is the first realm of martial cultivation, and it is also the most basic realm, and now only by laying a solid foundation can we become stronger and stronger in the future cultivation.

However, what made Xu Ming feel depressed was that his Yuan Force, which was at the peak of the eightfold martial arts, had fallen directly to the sixfold of the martial arts after becoming more refined.

Although it was only the sixfold realm of Liwu, it felt like his one-body yuan power was stronger than when he was the eightfold of Liwu.

The current Xu Ming did not skimp on his cultivation resources, and even the ninth-level beast spirit, which he had always precious, took out to cultivate.

On the one hand, he released the Double Dragon Martial Soul, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and he could empty the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him with one breath and one breath, and on the other hand, he continued to take out cultivation resources and swallow them directly into his mouth, both at the same time.

As time passed slowly, two days later, Xu Ming was still hard, and finally raised his cultivation to the realm of martial arts.

"It seems that we still have to take our time and not be in a hurry. Xu Ming moved his stiff body, stood up, walked out of the room, and came to the outside of the small courtyard.

He began the boring cultivation of the three kills of the angry dragon, standing in the courtyard, constantly making simple punches, and the angry dragon killing momentum on his body also became extremely fierce with the punches again and again, and his whole person was like an angry dragon at the moment.

Occasionally, it was also powerful, and as soon as Yuan Li moved, the small iron chain on his wrist became larger and wrapped around his arm, and the killing momentum of the angry dragon poured out directly, turning into an invisible seven-foot dragon, strangling all around, and directly blasting through the two cultivation stone pillars opposite.

In the end, it was still the practice of two scimitars, and when he was slashing lightly, he even added seven steps of Tianxuan, but the speed was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he could make seven or eight swords, and his steps were even more confusing.

When he was slashing, he used the Wild Dragon Fury in it, and the whistling sound when the knife was released, mixed with his Yuan Force roar, could also shatter everything around him, which was amazingly powerful.

On the fifth day, the day of departure finally arrived, Xu Ming prepared to dress and came to the place where he met Zhou Shiwen's eldest brother, but found that Zhou Shiwen was waiting for him, and there were indeed several other people around him, all of whom were inner disciples.

Seeing Xu Ming from a distance, Zhou Shiwen greeted him with a big smile and introduced him, "This one is called Ye Qingwu, this one is called Han Yun, he is my friend, and the other one is called Liu Ming, who came together." ”

Ye Qingwu and Han Yun looked at Xu Ming and didn't say anything, just nodded and smiled.

However, the young man named Liu Ming had a gloomy face, and pointed at Xu Ming and said in a strange manner, "Zhou Shiwen, do you want to take this waste who only has the realm of martial arts with you?"

Looking at Xu Ming, his eyes revealed a sense of yin owl, as sharp as a goshawk that had been hungry.

"Liu Ming, don't you say that about my brother!" Zhou Shiwen walked up to Liu Ming and waved his casserole-sized fist in demonstration.

"He is not qualified to join us in this operation to hunt spirit demon beasts at all?" Liu Ming said not to be outdone.

Suddenly, the two of them froze there, staring at each other and arguing endlessly, while Ye Qingwu and Han Yun were constantly persuading each other on the side.

"Who said that he is not qualified enough, I think he is completely qualified to kill spirit demon beasts with us, but not long ago, Xu Ming, who killed a ninth-level demon beast, was killed by himself!!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded at this time, and Xu Ming smiled faintly when he heard this familiar voice.