The leap cultivation of Qinglian Dao people has been improved, which makes everyone envious and jealous.

Especially Wan Qiuqing, Yiwei Dao and Huijing Monk, the three of them have been stagnant in the Nine Heavens Realm for a long time, but they have always looked at the other side and can't reach it, not because their cultivation realm is lacking, but because there is something wrong with their hearts.

If there is a lack of mood, it is not smooth, it is not clear, it is impossible to let go, it is difficult to let go, it is a ravine, it is difficult to cross, it is a demon.

If the demons are not removed, how to get to the other side?

However, Qinglian Dao people broke through all the way, like flowing clouds and water, extremely smooth, and it seemed that she did not have a trace of insoluble sorrow in her heart. But along the way, everyone can see that the sorrow in her heart is almost a dead knot that cannot be untied.

It can be seen that when she landed on the other side, her sorrow had already dissipated.

When was it dissolved?

It must be in that illusion.

From this point of view, as soon as they entered the valley, they missed a big opportunity, but they were complacent about breaking the illusion array, and regretting that the Qinglian Dao people had wasted their years in the illusion, which was really ridiculous.

Even after the three stars of the Heavenly Martial Dao people figured it out, they also regretted it. Especially Butcher Zhang and Wen Buwu, their intestines are repentant. The two of them were only half a step away from reaching the Holy Realm, and the half step behind was the step that was lacking in their state of mind.

They couldn't help but wonder, if they were like Zhang Xiaopaw and Qinglian Daoren, and lived in the illusion realm for a lifetime, would they have taken the last half step?

It's a pity that there is only one opportunity, and if you miss it, you miss it, and it's useless to regret it.

The breakthrough of the realm of the Qinglian Dao people has come to an end, and people's eyes are all focused on Zhang Xiaopu, wanting to know what kind of improvement Zhang Xiaopu can have.

They clearly felt that Zhang Xiaopu's aura fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger, but just when they felt that the aura fluctuations had reached the extreme, and Zhang Xiaopaw's cultivation was about to break through, his aura fluctuations actually stopped abruptly, and then it was like a leaky ball, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Breakthrough failed?

Everyone was stunned.

With the same chance creation, the cultivation of the Qinglian Dao people jumped from the Eightfold Heaven Realm to the power of the stars, and the cultivation realm was far lower than that of the Qinglian Dao people, and it was easier to break through, Zhang Xiaopai, who had not even broken through a realm?

The gap is a bit too big.

Just when they were in disbelief and thought that there would be follow-up changes, Zhang Xiaopaw's eyes suddenly moved, and then his eyelids opened.

The crowd was speechless, feeling like they were looking forward to it in vain. Then he couldn't suppress his resentment in his heart, feeling that Zhang Xiaoshu had wasted this great blessing in vain, and if they gave them this blessing, they would definitely be able to go further, even a few steps.

Zhang Xiaopaw didn't pay attention to the eyes of the people around him at all, just happily turned around and looked at his young body again.

"Senior sister is also young again, it's good!" Zhang Xiaopaw looked at himself, and then looked at the Qinglian Daoist who had not yet woken up, and couldn't help but smile happily.

"Ahem-" The Heavenly Martial Daoist coughed lightly twice and said, "Your senior sister has obtained this blessed fate to create, and her cultivation has broken through from the Eightfold Heaven Realm to the Star Realm. What about you, can you improve your cultivation?"

"Senior sister, too—it's amazing!" Zhang Xiaopu was shocked, then scratched his head, and said with a little embarrassment: "I also have a little change, and I have time to talk to Master about it." ”

"Well, good. The Heavenly Martial Daoist nodded.

Hearing Zhang Xiaopu say this, he suddenly realized that a strange situation must have happened to Zhang Xiaopaw again, and he couldn't take it seriously

I said it in front of outsiders, that's why I said it. He couldn't help but be curious, wondering what kind of change Zhang Xiaopu said about the little change.

The others only thought that Zhang Xiaopai was to resolve the embarrassment, but they didn't take it to heart.

After a while, Qinglian Daoist woke up, Wan Qiuqing and others congratulated him, and then everyone packed up their mood and embarked on the road.

"Senior, are Situ Qing and Tang Jiucai dead?" Wu Man'er on the road suddenly remembered this strange thing, so he asked curiously.

In the deserted village in the valley, Butcher Zhang had already asked him about this, so he didn't show surprise when he heard Wu Man'er's question, and responded: "Dead, the two of them were sucked dry of the essence blood by the ancient corpse and died, if the old man hadn't had a dead light to protect himself, he would have already been sucked dry of the essence blood by the ancient corpse." ”

When Zhang Xiaopaw and the others heard the answer of the Heavenly Martial Daoist, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"What are Situ Qing and Tang Jiucai who returned to Yancheng?" Wan Qiuqing asked with a gasp.

"It may be the soul of an ancient corpse, or it may be an evil spirit or a spirit in the tomb, you need to see it in person to know, anyway, it is definitely not a person. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

"If they spread the powerful corpse poison of the ancient corpse in Yancheng, and the pawn is not in Yancheng, wouldn't Yancheng be in danger?" Wan Qiuqing said worriedly.

"Rest assured, the ancient corpse has been destroyed, and its corpse poison cannot be cured by itself, and it cannot become a climate. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

Wan Qiuqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that although Yancheng was not persecuted by corpse poison again, it was hit by the disaster of the earth dragon, the house collapsed, and there were countless casualties, and the situation was extremely miserable.

Fortunately, the majestic walls were only cracked and did not collapse, otherwise the situation would have been even more dire.

There was silence in the Hundred Desolation Mountains, the mountains were still those mountains, and the scenery was still those scenes, as if nothing had happened. However, none of the people who fought for treasures in the mountains yesterday came out of the mountains, and all of them disappeared out of thin air overnight, without a trace, and it was extremely strange.

"Ugly monsters, hand over the treasure, spare you from death!"

"I don't have any treasures. ”

"Hmph, everyone has seen it, stop quibbling. There is no escape behind you. Obediently hand over the treasure, and maybe there will be a chance to live, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

"You have chased me all the way here, when have you ever shown mercy?"

"He's already at the end of the crossbow, don't be afraid, let's go up together and kill him!"

"Don't push me again, I don't want to kill!"

"Heh, you have already killed dozens of disciples of various sects, comparable to a murderous demon, how can I spare you easily!"

"You-you are so shameless, what a bullshit righteous knight, you are clearly a bunch of unreasonable bandits!

"Hehe, I finally admit that you have a treasure on you. ”

"You-that's right, the treasure is in my arms, and if you are not afraid of death, you can come and grab it!"

In a scenic valley, a group of sect disciples dressed in various costumes blocked a man covered in wounds under a cliff, swords facing each other, forcing the injured man to hand over the treasure.

The injured man was extremely ugly, with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, a bald head, and a large Luo pot on his back.

He held a three-foot straight-edged knife in his hand, the tip of which was diagonally pressed against the ground, and the red blood flowed down the gray-white blade before sinking into the soft ground.

The blood on the knife was his own and that of the enemy he had slain, and when it was mixed up, it was no longer clear whether it was his own more or the enemy's.

He had a lot of wounds on his body

, blood flowed, almost dyed him into a bloody man. Among them, there were three extremely serious wounds, one under his right upper arm, one under the back Luo Guo, and the left side of the ribs.

His face was pale, his mouth was panting, and his breath was disordered, just as the sect disciple said, he was already at the end of his crossbow.

In fact, these sect disciples in front of him, if they fight alone, few of them are his opponents, but two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, plus he has no pills on his body that can replenish the consumed true yuan power in time, so after several fierce battles, it is gradually exhausted.

"Kill!"

The sect disciples were not frightened by the man's cruel words, and brandished their weapons and threw themselves at the man like a wolf.

"Kill!"

The man also roared, waved the long knife in his hand to meet it, behind him was a cliff, there was no way to retreat, there was no escape, there was only a fight to the death.

While!

The long knife in the man's hand clashed with the sword of a sect disciple, and he actually cut it in two with a sword. Then he slashed a backhand and slashed a man who attacked from the side.

Perhaps because of his death, the man's man's shattered body at the end of the crossbow erupted with terrifying combat power, slashing seven people in one go, but he also added a few new wounds to his body.

"Die!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man pounced in front of the man with a cold drink, and a sword struck the man's throat, and the sword body surged with a strong true yuan force, overwhelming the man with a thunderous force.

The man was shocked, and instantly retreated to open up the distance, and at the same time slashed with a sharp breath, trying to force the attacker back. But halfway through the swing of the knife, he suddenly lost his breath, and his strength instantly weakened, not because he was plotted, but because his strength tended to be exhausted, and it was not enough to support this knife.

"My life is at stake!" the man cried out in his heart.

The sharp tip of the sword struck him in an instant, and it was only an inch away from piercing his throat.

He felt so embarrassed that he had died, because he really had no treasure on his body, only a demon knife in his hand.

The viciousness in the hearts of these self-proclaimed people is terrible under the temptation of treasures. Just because he had no sect and no one to rely on, they regarded him as a lamb to the slaughter at will. It's really hateful, it's killable!

Bite!

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing voice sounded in front of him, and the sword that was about to pierce his throat seemed to have been struck with great force, and suddenly deflected to his left.

The man only felt that he was desperate, and he jumped back to distance himself. Then I heard a voice above my head: "Yuan Taiping, are you interested in joining my Dakou group?"

The man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, he didn't remember the voice, but he vaguely remembered this question, when he got out of the ring that day and left the ring of the martial arts competition, he remembered that someone had asked him this.

"If I agree, can you keep me from dying?" asked Yuan Taiping urgently as he parried the enemy's attack.

"Of course, if I don't, I don't want a dead body?"

"Okay, I promise. ”

Click!

As soon as Yuan Taiping's words fell, a thunderbolt fell from above and exploded in front of him, forcing the besieging people to retreat.

"Boy, who are you? What sect and what sect do you advise you to be nosy!" The duck that reached the beak suddenly flew, and the middle-aged man who attacked and killed Yuan Taiping was angry, and suddenly looked up at the cliff behind Yuan Taiping, staring coldly at the two young juniors who came out of nowhere on the cliff, gritting his back molars and warning viciously.

(Thank you for the commuter pass support.)