The wind swept the sand, two war horses stood on the dirt slope, and two knights with capable faces stood on the side of the war horses and looked at the horizon in the distance.

"The luck of the caravan in the distance is really good, and it can still find such a master when the main force does not exist, kill Yan Jiu, and destroy the Barbarian Beast Clan horse thief group, hehe, yes, really good."

One of the knights sneered, his gaze on the horizon, as if he could see a caravan approaching in the distance beyond the horizon.

"Don't laugh, Ruishan, isn't it just a Yan Jiu and the Barbarian Beast Clan horse thief group, just one of you and me can destroy that so-called master in an instant, so please don't use this excuse to make the kind of laughter that gives me goosebumps."

The knight beside him spoke in an unhappy tone, and as he spoke, he had already turned and walked towards the warhorse.

"Ruikong, don't you think this kind of laughter is very imposing."

The knight named Seisan turned his face in dissatisfaction and opened his mouth very complainingly.

"Whatever the momentum, he was sent to Bi Luochuan to look at the capital with the son, and what kind of momentum is there."

Ruikong flipped on his horse, but a hatred shot out of his eyes, "This damn distant caravan, if you don't play with it until it collapses, I will be the first-class guard of the Murong family of the Han Empire." ”

In an angry tone, the dirt slope suddenly collapsed, and the mud cliff more than ten meters high poured down like a flood that burst the embankment, but a war horse rushed out of the pouring loess as if it was in the air.

"Ruikong, your second cargo of nn."

Ruishan's angry scolding sounded, and his figure appeared on another war horse at some point, like the first horse, from the pouring loess into the air and running out into the distance.

Sitting cross-legged, Luo Bei had entered the depths of his spirit again, and at this time, a column of numbers was clearly displayed on the door that had not yet been opened, 10/100.

Looking at this number, Luo Bei was a little helpless and headache, there were at least dozens of people he killed in this battle, and the number of people who died was at least a hundred, and the spiritual aftermath of these people was not absorbed.

The strength of these people themselves was also much higher than the ones he had killed in the deserted ancient city in the past.

However, the increase in the number of the number brought about by the increase in both quantity and quality is far less than the increase in the number of the first gate.

And Luo Bei is even more helpless that these numbers are impossible to keep, but this battle has made Luo Bei more aware that his strength is still too low, and he must continue to burn his spiritual power and continue to deduce a higher artistic conception.

In order to improve his combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time, otherwise, he may not survive the next battle.

"No, if you want to achieve a perfect mastery of the fusion of the two artistic conceptions, what do you need to do."

In the space, Luo Bei spoke without hesitation.

The power produced by the fusion of the Purple Electric Sword Intent and the Cloud Breaking Jin Artistic Conception is the largest force in all the strength of Luobei at present, and it is no less than the power of Bai Hongguan's peerless sword intent.

"The user's vitality level is too low, and it is impossible to master it perfectly at present."

The voice of no veneer came out, Luo Bei frowned, Wu is indeed omnipotent, but there is also a limit, that is, the conservation of energy, after all, Wu is just a system, not a god, so Wu can quickly improve Luo Bei's artistic conception and master the moves, but he can't turn Luo Bei into a peerless powerhouse all at once.

This is because the human body is the most wonderful thing in the world, and the development of the human body also requires a process, and cultivation and accumulation of vitality are this process.

"No, calculate whether the aftermath of the burning spirit can make the purple electric sword intent or the cloud-breaking energy enter a higher level of artistic conception."

Luo Bei spoke again, becoming stronger was his biggest thought at the moment, so if one path didn't work, he would immediately change the path and continue to try to become stronger.

"It has been calculated that it will take about half a month for the current collection of spiritual aftermath burning to make the Purple Electric Sword Intent and Cloud Breaking Jin Artistic Conception enter a higher level."

The voice of no sounded quickly, Luo Bei's eyebrows locked, half a month, this time is not long, ninety percent of the martial artists in this world have not even been able to cultivate a martial art in their lifetime, if they tell others that they can upgrade the artistic conception of two martial arts in half a month, I am afraid that it will not be enviable and crazy.

However, Luo Bei knew that he really didn't have half a month, not to mention the attacks that might be encountered on the way, even the caravan arrived in Wangjing City There was only about a week left, and half a month, the caravan was already in Wangjing City, and he was afraid that he would have been hunted down by the forces behind Jiao Wushuang.

Originally, with Luobei's surname, since he offended the big man who wanted the capital, he definitely wouldn't go to the capital, just like his previous life, he still needed to do things to avoid the limelight.

Helplessly, when he left the Deserted Ancient City, Old Man Cai asked him to go to Wangjing City to find an item, which was enough for him to get a volume of Yuan Qi cheats that could at least be cultivated to the Martial Saint realm without bottlenecks.

Although he has a system now, he is in urgent need of a Yuan Qi secret book that can be cultivated to the Martial Saint realm without bottlenecks, even if he looks at this world, this kind of secret book is also an extremely valuable thing, but he will never give it up.

Being a killer is a deal that is sought in wealth and danger, no matter how strong the power behind that Jiao Wushuang is, Luobei will also enter the capital of Nawang.

He never doubted what Old Man Cai said about cultivating to the Martial Saint without bottlenecks, the king of killers for a lifetime, Luo Bei's eyes were not blind, although Old Man Cai looked sloppy and dirty, but he could feel the aura of a worldly master that this old guy occasionally inadvertently revealed, not to mention, in the world he was in in his previous life, are there still few stories of such strange people in various legends.

Therefore, the biggest goal of Luobei now is to look at the capital and his party.

"No, is there a way to shorten the time?"

Luo Bei frowned and asked, half a month is too long, he must improve his strength as quickly as possible, before entering Wangjing City, improve his strength as much as possible, and do everything possible to maximize his strength.

"A large amount of burning spiritual power and yuan stones can compress the time to less than a week."

No voice sounded, this time, Luo Bei's eyes lit up, he was just trying to ask casually, he didn't expect to give no hope, but he didn't want to get a positive answer.

"No, regardless of the burning of everything, be sure to raise the artistic conception of both martial arts to a higher level within a week."

Luo Bei ordered ruthlessly, what else is there to worry about at this time, the spiritual power is extremely sufficient because of the spiritual aftermath of the collection, and Yuan Shi, after the horse thief incident, the caravan sent dozens of pieces, which is more than enough.

Without starting to burn spiritual power and Yuan Shi to assist Luobei in cultivation, at this time, a letter of information about Luobei's identity arrived in Xiahou Zilan's hands.

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