It's ....... Some don't connect up and down, contradicting themselves.

When the words fell, Li Taibai once again cautiously glanced at his father, who was like an old man who was a domestic servant.

Seeing this scene, the latter scolded and said: You kid, listen to it, my father told you that your own strength and weakness in this cultivation are not all in the level of cultivation.

The strength and shallowness of the spiritual power in the body, tactics, tricks, experience, the rational distribution and use of the spiritual power in the body, and the comprehension of the realm that you have reached are also very important, and even more so.

The best example of this is like your Ji senior, looking at the three factions of the five countries of the continent, who can compete with them in the realm of enlightenment?

It is rumored that the old man Ji forcibly broke through the realm and took half a step from the realm of enlightenment a few years ago, resulting in very little complete entry into the Dao in the future.

If this must be a very bad thing in the eyes of the world, but the father does not think so, there may be others who think that it is not extremely bad, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a creation.

Good luck?

Mrs. Li was in the fog and at a loss.

Although Ji Lao's predecessors were at the peak of enlightenment and half-entered the realm of Dao stagnant, the spiritual power in his body was different, and it was still progressing day by day, majestic as the sea.

And Ji Senior's control of spiritual power is also at the peak, and he can use twice or even three times the spiritual power of cultivation lower than the same realm to exert the same damage!

The use of spiritual power to reach the peak may be the confidence of Ji seniors to shake the high realm in the low realm.

The monks do not have any worries about their lives in ordinary exchanges, because they are too concerned about the factors of the realm, so the battle between the lower realm and the higher realm is invincible, but if it is replaced by fighting with their lives, then everything is unknown.

The battle of life and death between monks, courage, courage, and fighting spirit are indispensable, and seeing life and death between life and death is nothing more than the life of those who want to die, and the death of those who want to live.

When the lord of Naxi Qi was pressed by the army of Nanzhang, and when he went out of the city to face the enemy, he was ready to fight to the death, and he had no worries.

A person who has been consolidating in the realm of initiation for a long time, is so crazy that he fights and kills the enemy with the posture of self-immolation, even if Zhang Mang is slightly better in the realm of cultivation, what can he do?

It is an exaggeration to think that his father is in such a realm, and he does not dare to say that he cannot face a life-fighting cultivator who has entered the realm of Taoism, and he cannot retreat with his whole body, but if he fights for his life, he can't stop his father, and he only kills sixty-nine people?

can only wait for the spiritual power in his body to be exhausted, and the source of life will be reduced to nothing.

Li Wenyuan did not respond to Fang Cai's son Li Taibai's question about creation, but instead chattered as much as he asked.

Seeing that Li Taibai did not interrupt his father's words, but sat on the side and listened.

After waiting for his words, he saw a flash of light in Li Taibai's eyes, and his mind was like seeing the blue sky through the clouds.

Li Wenyuan's eyes were relieved when he heard this, and he smiled.

…………

East China Sea

Eight-sided exquisite.

It was the middle of the night, and although there was a bright moon in the sky, it was covered by an inexplicable layer of gray darkness, and the whole island was pitch black, foggy, and ghostly.

On a rock on the island, there was an old man and a young man sitting side by side, the old man in a silver robe and a long robe, holding a dust, missing an arm.

The young one was dressed in black, but some of them had white hair that shouldn't have belonged to his age.

Grandpa, I saw the white-haired young man retract his gaze from a distance looking at the dark East China Sea, turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and said with a warm smile.

The old man turned his head slightly when he heard the voice, and for some reason, there was a trace of fluctuation in his extremely confused expression, and he disappeared for a moment.

The white-haired young man frowned slightly, and his expression was quite puzzled, obviously sensing the strange appearance of Fang Cai for a moment.

Suddenly, seeing the old man's forehead full of green tendons, the bloodshot in his eyes continued to spread, and even the entire eye socket was filled with bloodshot extremely terrifying, and the next moment the old man made a move that the white-haired young man could never believe.

I saw the old man's arm raised high, and he slapped down on the forehead of the white-haired young man.

On the reef by the sea in the other corner of the island, an old monk in a shabby robe and an unusually haggard face sat cross-legged, his body motionless, as if he was asleep, undisturbed by the splash of the waves crashing against the reef.

Until a strong sense of wind swept in the strange sea breeze, and at the same time brought waves in the sky, the old monk's robe whirred, and even cracks appeared, until this time the old monk who seemed to be immobile for eternity slowly opened his eyes, and there were indescribable five flavors in his eyes.

…………

Half a month later,

the extreme northland of the continent,

In the goose feather snow,

There was a man walking through the snow.

This man was full of beard and huge in size, and in this snowy and cold Far North land, he was naked, and walked slowly like a walk, without a trace of coldness.

The man kept walking forward, as if aimless, and the sound of wind and snow around him was endless.

It wasn't until another person appeared with him more than ten miles away as far as his eyes could see, also walking in the snowstorm, that he stopped.

Looking at the person more than ten miles away, the person was a one-armed sturdy old man, with an ordinary appearance, a heroic righteousness between his eyebrows was particularly strong, and a gray thick jacket formed a clear contrast with the person opposite.

This person saw that the shirtless man stopped, and he also stopped, and suddenly frowned and shouted angrily for some reason: Zhang Mang, what are you doing!

The sound was like a bell, and even the snow that kept falling between the surrounding heaven and earth was vibrating.

Ji Zun's fiery temper is really as good as ever, and the shirtless man first laughed rudely when he heard the voice, and then said: The junior Zhang Mang came to this extreme north to talk to you.

Why is Ji Zun's demeanor not as good as it was back then? Could it be because he is missing an arm? How imposing was Ji Zun back then? Now, when he said this, he saw the big man pouting provocatively, and then said: Now he is so down?

I really can't think of anyone on this continent who can completely cut off one of the arms of Ji Zun, who was dominant in the past, if he knew it, he would definitely go to see his style.

Hearing this, the one-armed old man forcibly suppressed the surging arrogance in his heart and said coldly: "What old man can talk about with you, a villain of the country?

The big man smiled contemptuously, sneered on his shoulders, and sneered: Could it be that Ji Zun is worried about your Beiji safety because my Da Zhang Kingdom destroyed Na Xiqi some time ago?

Ji Zun rest assured, the juniors will not attack Beiji, oh.... That's right.

Speaking of this, the big man seemed to remember something, and slapped his head suddenly, not long ago, I sent Xiao'er to Ji Zun to discuss the matter of joining hands.

But I didn't expect that the child was young and frivolous, and he did a foolish thing, and the younger generation had already taught him a hard lesson, and I hope that Ji Zun will not remember the villain.

If you really want to attack my city, then come! Now you don't want to get out of here!!

After all, the one-armed old man could no longer control the arrogance in his heart, and Haohan's spiritual power gushed out, and his cultivation ran violently.

I saw that the snow suddenly stopped, and then suddenly the one-armed old man was the center, and a snowspout of more than ten zhang was formed in this snow-white land, which was extremely conspicuous.

Those who know the times are Junjie, Ji Wutian, how deep is your friendship with that Qihe Mountain, and how good is your relationship with Xiqi in Beiji?

At the same time, as if not to be outdone, the spiritual power in his body also rushed out, and his cultivation was running in an instant, and a second snowspout of more than ten zhang appeared on this northern land with him as the center.

Then Biao Xing Dahan continued: Ji Wutian, you have to understand that now Western Qi has become my Great Zhang Country, and all the resources in it are equal to mine.

I think it won't be long before I Dazhang will be on par with that Murong, and with the power of Beiji, which is now supported by you alone, how can I compete?

Ji Wutian, you have to understand, either friend or foe, if Beiji loses you again, what kind of situation will it be?

At this point, the eyes of the big man have been murderous.

Suddenly, the one-armed old man seemed to be unable to control himself anymore, and his figure swept forward suddenly, and a golden halberd appeared on his left hand at some point, like a golden dragon, and the snow in the sky had destroyed the world and slashed at the big man.