Chapter Seventy-Three: Brewing
"??????" Lei Er's head was full of question marks.
In his concept, those who cultivate immortals are all old ladies!
If you want to say that, then Lei Er was punched, and it was a blood suit!
"Or, that kid may be playing Immortal Martial Arts Double Cultivation. If it is divided according to the ordinary strength, he should be in the realm of the sixth division, and he is still an old sixth division. Huang Mao calmly analyzed.
"Hey, dick, didn't you say that the double cultivation of immortals and martial arts is a dead end?" Lei Er is confused, could it be that what others told him before was all fake?
"That's the monk who is stupid now! Who said that you can't cultivate both immortal and martial arts?" Huang Mao picked his nose: "But that kid has obviously walked into the crooked road, if he wants to climb up again, if he is a smart person, it is estimated that he will cut the road of martial arts." β
"Eh, Master, do you think I can do it?" What others can't do doesn't mean he can't do it!
"You don't think you think you. "Huang Mao will not let go of any opportunity to hit Lei Er.
"Well, that's not a loss. "Catch a rabbit in the Chinese New Year's Eve, have it for the New Year, and celebrate the New Year without it."
"You've got that mentality, it's good. Cultivation should not be too lofty and far, let alone look at this mountain and that mountain. β
"It's a mentality, don't talk about it, Master, let's get started!"
Lei Er's current combat power is already the most terrifying wave in the same rank.
He is a fourth-order eight-order martial artist, and if he goes head-to-head, he can touch an ordinary fifth-order martial artist or a sixth-order realm monk.
It's not easy to kill the other side, but it's harder for the other side to hurt him.
Especially after Lei Er has the plug-in of the Pig God Curse, his own defense power is still growing.
This doesn't take into account the combat power of Lei Er when he was woken up, if he really encounters that extreme condition, it will be easier to kill people by leaping over the ranks!
Those fourth-order and seven-order palaces are no longer in the eyes of Lei Er.
Ordinary people at the same level fight against Lei Er, and they can't even make up the gap by numbers.
So much so that after Lei Er walked into the rivers and lakes, people spread this sentence from mouth to mouth:
"Blood Axe Lei Erlang, good at killing the same level at the same level. "Lei Er cut the same rank, even more terrifying than the way of fighting with realm suppression.
Because Lei Er has never been alone in his dreams since he began to cultivate!
Siege, blood, amputation, de-escalation.
Snowy mountains, fires, swamps, battlefields.
These are all training obstacles set by Huang Mao for Lei Er.
The number of people is no longer a problem for Lei Er.
Time went by day by day, and Lei Er slept a little long this night.
Ni Dari often has an illusion these days, did he break Lei Er?
After finishing today's task of hitting the wall, Ni Dari walked through the night and came to the cliff wall embedded with Lei Er.
"It's been two months!
The child has been motionless since he was on the wall, more dead than a dead man.
You said that it was cool to be really dead, so that it would not make me Ni Dari worry about it day by day.
The point is that the vitality in his body is so thick that it is about to overflow!
Even if he knew that it was the blood of the pig god, Ni Dari was still uneasy.
"Walked away. Crooked day, troublesome. Ni Dari turned back to the cave, prepared to do his evening homework, and vomited until dawn.
Lei Er still didn't move like a dead body.
Brother Pingtou's recent life is much more nourishing than what Lei Er was worried about.
was served with good wine and meat every day, and even developed a bad problem of smoking.
There is no other reason, two meritorious contributions have made it the mascot of the Martial Arts Academy and even the entire Transcendence Sect.
Lei Er was still worried about whether it would be slaughtered as an accomplice in beating the disciples, but it turned out that most of the Yang Gang disciples still had some conscience.
Except for Jiao Hua, all the Yang Gang disciples who were present that day tried their best to prove Brother Pingtou's innocence.
If there was no demon beast at the beginning, it is estimated that all of his group would have to reopen their lives.
Nowadays, a large number of disciples come to 650 every day to feed Brother Pingtou.
Every female disciple who left chattered about how cute it was, and those beautiful words wanted Lei Er to know, and he didn't know how to feel.
The small snack is non-stop, but the main meal still recognizes the crown card.
Seeing that this demon beast was not aggressive, Transcendence Zong simply withdrew its custody and put it back to 650, so that the crown did not have to send it food.
There are only skin injuries on the body, and after resting for two months, there is nothing to do for a long time.
even pasted dozens of pounds of fat, no way, the food was too satisfying, and the amount of activity was still small.
Last time it clashed, it was the hidden ultimate winner!
Zhang Mingming has been in some trouble lately.
The pot is still Lei Er's.
The president was arrested for committing a crime, and after a vote by the members, he became the acting president and was in charge of the activities of the music club.
What a mess!
He didn't have the goods in his stomach, he hadn't figured out the guitar himself, and he didn't even know anything else about the band's rehearsals.
He still has a sense of responsibility, and he can't arrange it randomly!
So the rehearsal stopped, which made the members who had just passed through Lei Er and glimpsed the wonderful scenery in the music gate suffocated one by one.
I can't rehearse, but I still have to pay rent.
Although he is not short of money in his hands, he is definitely not a huge wealth like Lei Er.
The demon pill obtained in the beast tide three years ago has long been handed over to the sect as a trial evaluation standard.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt that his blood was at a loss.
Now that he pays a third-level pill a month, even if he knows that Lei Er will be reimbursed after he comes out, he is still angry.
Settle in the bag for safety!
Not to mention spending money, those little minions who came to harass him also broke his mentality.
As an emerging gang, the music club provoked the Yang Gang, not to mention, the president was defeated, and he was thrown to the forbidden place of the sect and didn't know when he would be able to come out.
As far as he knows, the ruthless man who surpassed the number one on the list committed a crime at his peak, and he was locked up in the place where Lei Er went, and he hasn't been released yet!
It's been decades!
Do you say that he is famous, is he strong? Strong! Surpassing the ninth on the list!
Do you say that Linghu should be strong? Strong! Surpass the tenth on the list!
But they don't have much deterrence!
And it's the big guy who supports the other side!
I'm locked up now, maybe I'll be released tomorrow after completing my sentence?
Even if Zhang Mingming firmly believes that Lei Er is a talent who does not lose to the top of the list, it will not be known until the two of them have done it.
He didn't know if Lei Er could touch each other in prison.
Before Wang vs. Wang, the seven pawns of their music club couldn't do anything to the thousands of people in the Yang Gang.
If you don't compare, you don't know the damage!
Watching Lei Ercheng giggle all day before, Zhang Mingming actually felt that this person had no leadership skills deep down, and he was so young.
He came to the music club not so much to repay his kindness as to help.
Where Lei Er can't beckon, he can help manage it.
Now I know that there is a music club with Lei Er, although it is thrilling, but no matter how big the wind and waves are, it will definitely not capsize.
Lei Er is the Dinghaishen needle!
Before the first list came out, as long as Lei Er was still in the music club, who would dare to commit it?
Zhang Mingming didn't know why Lei Er's reaction was so strong, in his opinion, Lei Er's toss directly ruined his own future.
He didn't understand why Lei Er, who was still shrewd, would make such a stupid move and make this stupid move.
Brother Pingtou understood, but he couldn't say it.
"Do you dare to compare with me?" came the arrogant barking of the Yang Gang minions outside the door.
Damn, are you floating, or am I "Shadow Zhang" unable to carry the knife?
I've never seen a black hand, have you?
Zhang Mingming found that in this world, no matter how strong you are and how famous your name is, there are always people who want to challenge you without thinking, in a vain attempt to turn you into a stepping stone on the road of their "strong".
Wasn't Lei Er also put in prison by those small characters?
These people, who ride horses, have a little cerebral palsy.
Zhang Mingming pushed the door out.
Repair them for a meal, in exchange for half a month of leisure.
On a battlefield that no one knows, the two camps are engaged in a fierce battle.
The chaotic Immortal Yuan Force and Martial Artist's True Qi in the air were enough to shatter the lowly first- and second-order minor cultivators on the spot.
On the battlefield, there is a region that can be called a meat grinder.
There, a humanoid troll eight or nine meters long was indiscriminately slaughtering the surrounding human monks.
The troll's entire body glowed with gray-green light, and the pitch-black veins and veins under the skin squirmed, almost bursting out.
In the huge mouth of the mutilated teeth, saliva mixed with the flesh and blood of the dead monk.
At this moment, it poked out with a claw, and the speed of the explosion was extremely inconsistent with the bloated size.
A human monk was unlucky, and was held by its merciless iron hand.
"Oh! no! I'm myself!"
β......β
After a "rattling" chewing sound, the monk lost his movement.
Whether it is friend or foe, at this moment, under the ferocity of the trolls, they are all chilling and trembling!
People went crazy and poured out attacks on the trolls, but it was all in vain.
No matter how terrible the wound is, even if the troll is cut off, as long as the troll's consciousness does not dissipate, after a while, the flesh will grow wildly and return to its original form.
The black blood that has flowed can only be replenished with the fresh flesh of human beings!
Kill!
One, don't stay!
The troll's body was ablaze with a chaotic cyan flame, an illusion of extremely compressed energy projected from the surface of its body!
Its body, however, is extremely cold, as if it had long been inhuman.
Even its soul was sacrificed to God, and since it decided to be assimilated by God, it has not thought about having a future!
Oh no, it thought about revenge, and it was willing to become a part of God!
Become the nourishment of God's awakening, and become the medium of God's present life!
As long as you can kill him, let alone become a monster, or become food, what's the big deal?
It doesn't matter who it is anymore.
"Have you eaten enough this time, Xia Ren?" Tang Shui's loving voice in purple clothes came from the sky.
"Roarβ"
"Xia Ren is obedient~"
The next time we meet, it's the time of your death!
"Ahh
The consequence was that he was beaten to the ground with an axe, and smashed into a huge pit.
"Crooked day, which little girl is talking to me again? Dad's delicate facial features are the beginning of your crime!
The full force of a fifth-order powerhouse couldn't do much damage to the current Lei Er!
The further back, the more Lei Er felt that the punch that the man beat himself was not in vain!
Not to mention anything else, now the body has almost been repaired, because the man almost killed him with a punch, Lei Er's current skin is quite thick!
The buff brought to him by the curse of the pig god will grow!