In an instant, the air quickly swept away, and the sky was turbulent

Countless sand and gravel were swept up at this moment, and the true yuan was wrapped in a strong wind and swayed, and the extremely strong yuan pressure was concentrated within the ten zhang range shrouded by Sheng Taiji. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The right foot was raised, and the figure immediately moved backwards, Ye Jinyan really didn't expect that this guy would have a broken leg and be able to burst out with such a strong True Yuan fluctuation after suffering such a serious internal injury.

Generally speaking, people who are tormented by such pain shouldn't even be able to use the Dao Thoughts to mobilize the True Yuan, right?

It is not an exaggeration to say that his will is as strong as stone.

The ten-zhang range surrounded by Sheng Taiji was also shattered under the constantly roaring Zhenyuan storm, and sections of clods of earth flew up, and the ground that was oppressed to the extreme by the powerful gravity was also thrown away under the fierce impact of Zhenyuan, shattering into a little bit of sand in the air.

Ye Jinyan looked directly at Su Liangchun, who was half-kneeling in front of him, his eyes were a little cold, but also a little excited.

"That's right..."

The left hand clenched into a fist, and the bones collided with each other with a burst of explosions.

The white-robed Taoist looked at the bald head in front of him, and then at the Sheng Taiji aura that had been shattered under the impact of this True Yuan, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Since you say that you are in some true Dao state of mind..."

"Then show me!"

"Let me see the difference between you and the shit."

Ye Jinyan's tone was low, but with irrepressible excitement.

It's really boring.

Whether it is the so-called masters of the Bengang Taiyuan realm who have been forcibly promoted, or the two pseudo-Dao hearts of Xu Boming and Yang Feng, this guy who claims to be a true Dao heart and thinks that his body is strong but has only received two hits.

It's so boring.

It's better to go back to the nest and have a fist-to-fist fight with those old monsters.

If Xiao Jiu hadn't been kidnapped by these guys, he wouldn't have been brought down if he was killed.

In the past sixteen years of non-stop cultivation, Ye Jinyan, an otaku who has crossed over from another world, has changed a lot.

It's really big.

Wake up at midnight every day, run, pile drive, practice pace, meditate, practice martial arts, learn sword fighting, recite Taoist sutras, exercise the body, control true qi, learn martial arts, and at first have to do all this with five times the gravity on your back.

Every day's schedule is full.

Although he was able to start cultivating very early, his qualifications were not much higher than Bai Tingyin's, and if the qualifications of the two of them were according to the level of the system, they were both at the level of 'Upper A'.

But why has he always been better than Bai Tingyin?

Because he is also constantly cultivating.

In the beginning, as an otaku, it was no different to him that he wanted to do all this.

But he was afraid of death.

So he practiced hard every day, every day, and whenever he couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't stand up on the ground, he would think back to the time and time again in the game.

You know, you can die in the game, but in reality, you can't...

The fear of death motivates him to move forward step by step.

From the hardships at the beginning, to the habits at the back, and then to the final transcendence, not only to complete these cultivations, but also to double! Increase! Qualitative!

Every step was a feathering leap for him.

This leap is not only reflected in cultivation, but also in spirituality.

Why was he only five years old at the time able to end a life without hesitation?

Why has he been able to maintain the number one ranking among his peers?

Why didn't he, who was just a waste wood from another world, continue to be decadent, but achieved what he is now?

It's all because of the changes he chose to make in the beginning.

He wants to be a strong man.

A strong man that no one can beat.

Whether it is the sword saint Tuoba Sinan, who is now known as the invincible in the world, or Fang Qian, the owner of Xia Ke Island, the heads of various factions, the Shaolin immortal monk, or Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know where to go, or Jiutian...

He wants to go above and beyond.

After all kinds of hard work, I aspire to become a strong man, hoping that I can become a person who dares to constantly challenge the strong.

Instead of only bullying those who are weaker than themselves as they are now, they only dare to hit those who are not as talented as themselves, and just kill those who are forcibly promoted and whose foundation is extremely weak.

He wants to fight, and he is the strong.

He has given so much, how can it be just for a dull life that does not require effort?

He has changed so much, how can he be willing to be only a weak person who can survive in troubled times?

How can he shed sweat, blood, and tears just for a period of relaxed and happy days?

Living in this world, do you have to restrain yourself, not to recklessly spend your life and sing loudly?

What he wants to do is a strong man who can't hurt anyone, no one dares to stop him, enough to protect the people behind him, and protect what he longs to protect.

It's the strongest!

But after a period of arduous cultivation, he gradually found that he was running too fast, and the only one who could fight with him in the same realm seemed to be Bai Tingyin, who was constantly chasing after him, and the other senior brothers, uncles, and uncles were either higher than his own realm, or they were in the same realm as himself but couldn't beat him.

It made him sad.

Frontrunners are always lonely.

So he began to try to challenge people in higher realms.

But few people in the palace were willing to fight him.

Think about it, a child who is a generation lower than himself and dozens of years younger has come to fight him.

Well, the realm is only a little lower than myself, and I heard that it has reached the point of being invincible in the same realm.

It doesn't seem impossible to fight across borders......

If you win, you are bullying children.

If you lose,, you can't even beat a child!

No, no, this fight can't be fought.

Therefore, the bored night Jinyan had to constantly exercise his body, and went to the deep mountains and old forests to find those old beasts that had lived for hundreds of years and had extremely strong bodies to fight.

Although it's not interesting, you can't use the true yuan casually, otherwise you will accidentally beat the other party to death, and you won't even have to play hand-to-hand combat.

He's lonely,

So longing for someone who can fight with him.

And now he has met.

Now this situation is very good for him, a real Dao state of mind, it seems that the strength is not particularly strong, even if he can't beat him, it is no problem to run away with Xiao Jiu, that is, he will not die.

This is good!

He likes it very much because he can continue to get stronger, experience the battle with the strong, and not die.

The feeling of excitement intensified.

The muscles in Su Liangchun's whole body had gradually shrunk back, and the limited True Yuan in his body did not allow him to use that thing again while opening the [Open Heaven Sea Wheel].

He was still half-kneeling in the deep hole, the sun was faint and tinged with a gentle color, but the wind was still so violent.

If your left leg is broken and you can't stand up, use your right leg.

One leg supported his body, the left twisted leg was still leaking blood, his black pants were almost soaked with blood, and the ground was covered with dark red marks.

This guy named Su Liangchun is very tough, at least Ye Jinyan doesn't think he can stand up despite being so injured.

But this guy did.

He still held the broken knife in his hand, his head seemed to hang down weakly, and the scar on his bald head was even more obvious.

Blood was still spilling from his mouth and nose

But Su Liangchun didn't notice it, and his tone was still so cold

"I've said it before, I'm the true Dao heart."

"I am really sorry that this truth and inauthenticity are not really reflected in you."

Another mouthful of bruises

Su Liangchun's chest rose and fell for a while, and the fist mark that was sunken in his abdomen had not yet bulged, and his abdominal muscles should have been completely broken.

But even so, he continued

"The truth or inauthenticity of the Dao state of mind is mainly reflected in whether a person has comprehended the Dao mind."

Coughed slightly, as if a little weak

"Everyone's Dao heart is different, and it is divided into eight types according to Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui Bagua."

However, the true yuan around him was still so turbulent, like the sea

"There is no difference between strength and weakness in the eight Dao hearts, only look at the degree of development, this degree of development is often divided according to the first and second levels, the more developed, the stronger the strength."

Although the long knife was broken, it was good to use as a crutch, and the broken black iron broadsword was just casually on the ground.

"As for me, I am a divisive Dao heart with strong attack power, and the degree of development is only the first."

"I'll name it Bloodbeacon"

The tone was slightly relaxed,

"Don't look at the degree of development is only the first priority, my Dao heart, the more I am seriously injured, the stronger the strength that can be blessed."

The figure was still limping, and Su Liangchun seemed to be laughing.

"In order to comprehend this Dao mind, I really rolled around in hell again and again, and that was really ...... Unspeakable pain. ”

As if recalling something, Su Liangchun looked at the sky with emotion.

"But it's okay, I got it."

The corners of his mouth were slightly mocking, and Su Liangchun lowered his head slightly.

"Come and taste the fruits of our philistine efforts."

"Great genius."

'Boom'

As soon as the words fell, the violent yuan pressure surrounding Su Liangchun instantly condensed, and burst out quickly, and countless red flames like fireworks bloomed, burning little by little.

The flames swirled around Su Liangchun's body, whether it was on his clothes, on the ground, or on the wounds, every inch of his skin with blood was surrounded by flames, his left leg was even completely covered by flames, and his naked upper body was wrapped in flames, as if he was wearing a layer of flame armor.

His fists were clenched, and the long knife on the ground was pulled out, and his left leg was surrounded by flames as if it had recovered, and although it was a little stiff, it was able to move freely.

Twisting his neck, the smile on Su Liangchun's bald head was a little hideous.

"You ...... as a genius"

The long knife was raised, and countless flames instantly swirled upward, and the eight-foot-long Xuantie Broadsword was instantly extended to three or four zhang long by the flames.

The True Yuan completely exploded, and the Dao Mood Yuan Pressure that was several times the amount of Ye Jinyan's own True Yuan swept through every inch of the sky and land within ten zhang, and the flames burned everything.

"How can you understand ......"

The eyes widened, the teeth of the two factions were clenched, the muscles of the whole body were tensed at this moment, the flame dagger was swung with endless great force, countless sonic booms crisscrossed this space, and the land that was crushed by the powerful gravity of Sheng Taiji also dried up and cracked, turning into a little bit of crystallized sand.

"O our pain!"

Slash it down!

Standing dozens of zhang away, Su Yuanjiu, who was still a little stunned, suddenly saw a boundless line of fire rushing into the sky, burning the ten-zhang square pit and exploding in an instant.

The pink fists were clenched, and the little face with tear stains was instantly filled with expressions of disbelief.

"Sincerely!!" (To be continued.) )