"Poof! You say, are you trying to trap me? In the hazy light and shadow, a figure in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged slowly appeared.

His eyes were closed, his face flashed an abnormal red, and a drop of scarlet liquid quietly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

What the hell! Thinking about the scene he encountered before he returned, Wei Wuji couldn't help but complain silently.

I really didn't expect that in that world where multiple backgrounds are fused, in addition to masters such as Zhu Tiedan, Gongsun Oolong, and Guo Juxia.

In that kind of sparsely populated or even inaccessible place, there is a master of such a realm.

According to the indication of that map, after leaving the town of Seven Heroes, Wei Wuji's pace went all the way to the west.

Finally, we reached the holy land of Tibetan Buddhism, a snow-capped mountain covered with snow all year round and freezing cold.

Just when he hid his figure and successfully found this Yin New that was treasured in the secret land, the tantric powerhouse who lived in this cold and piercing snowy mountain shook his palm, and the surging strength was vigorous, which was even more fierce than Guo Juxia's eight-layer turbulent palm power.

Such a sudden and ferocious power made Wei Wuji, who had been through life and death several times, can't help but feel a sense of palpitations of a sudden death attack.

But at that moment, what to say is actually meaningless, and living is the greatest meaning.

The instantaneous reaction between life and death made Wei Wuji step forward, and ten percent of the mixed yuan true qi, mixed yuan palm, and even the mixed yuan true body were used without reservation.

"This seems to be the great power of the dragon elephant, it should be the tantric mastery, the dragon elephant is like a skill. I just don't know how many layers I practiced, nine or ten. He exhaled lightly, as if he was going to spit out all the bloody breath in his mouth, and his eyes flashed with thought.

The mixed yuan palm fueled by the true qi of the mixed yuan, the palm power is so strong, it is really rare in the world. If it weren't for Guo Juxia, he would also have cultivated extraordinary, and practiced the Storm Palm to the eighth level.

What kind of ending will be in the end, I'm afraid no one can predict.

With such a strong palm power, in the big snowy mountain where the jade seal of the country was hidden, it was just one palm that beat Wei Wuji to the point that his breath was scattered and he spat blood······

In Wei Wuji's cognition, Tantra has such an ability to inherit, that is, that is, the dragon elephant Prajna Gong. Moreover, the cultivation is quite not low, even if it does not reach the tenth layer like the Golden Wheel Dharma King, there is also the skill of eight or nine layers.

"But compared to the harvest, it's not bad." Between the words, the half-clenched palms were spread out, and a seal with a radius of about four inches and five on the New York was vividly shaped like a dragon, circling and staggering, full of antique meaning.

Hand pinched seal button, the bottom is engraved with eight large characters of seal script - ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity.

This ancient seal in the palm of Wei Wuji's palm is inherited to the Qin Dynasty, and it has completely lost its trace since the end of the Yuan Dynasty.

Just when Wei Wuji wanted to go further and carefully observe this eternal treasure, a subtle breath made the heavens and the earth seem to be stimulated in some way, and in an instant, boundless black clouds rolled in, all the light was compressed, and the whole world seemed to fall into a darkness!

"I'll go! Even if it doesn't dissolve in this space-time, it won't be such a big reaction, right? Wei Wuji's heart jumped, and he hurriedly put away the treasure of humanity and luck that had gathered many dynasties on this side. If it was one step later, Wei Wuji had no doubt that a thunderbolt blooming with purple light would be born in the void and slash down on him.

It is not a pleasant thing for such a thunderbolt with the power of judgment to hit the flesh and blood.

What's more, the body that has been traumatized, the moment the mind turns, the reaction of the first consciousness, in addition to the movement to resist, is naturally to dodge, and it cannot be dodging in the ordinary sense.

It was at this moment that something happened that shocked Wei Wuji, and he found that he couldn't move.

It was as if invisible, chains bound his body tightly, and like an invisible glass cover, he was firmly buckled there.

In fact, it is the second metaphor, which is more appropriate. Because Wei Wuji was very sensitive to discovering that this thunderous attack was limited to him alone. For the outside world, there is really no impact at all.

Otherwise, such a loud thunderbolt would come down, and Mo said that the room he lived in, even the entire apartment, or even the entire community, would not have thought it would end well.

[Daming Jianghu world, the first in the world, the task fails, and the punishment is given]

"It's too dark, isn't it?" A line of subtitle information in the depths of his consciousness, before the somewhat enlightened Wei Wuji could react, in a cloud of blue light, the indescribable soreness and numbness of pain had already surrounded him tightly.

Are you really not afraid that such a fragile body as yourself can't withstand the blow of thunder and lightning and completely turn into coke?

The pain from the depths of his soul, which seemed to be a destructive force beyond his own limit, made Wei Wuji can't help but complain again in his heart.

At the moment when he completely fainted and his consciousness returned to darkness, a wisp of his mind turned, and in the change of time and space, his whole body was scorched black, and from time to time there was a trace of electric arc flickering body, lying upright, one side contained the great shore hall of the infinite world.

In the unconscious breath of the sleeping self, this side contains the immeasurable world, the immeasurable vitality of the hall, and a trace of air flow fluctuations burrowed into the scorched black breath mouth and nose.

"I haven't been hacked to death by lightning yet, this should be considered a great blessing, right?" In this side, except for Wei Wuji, who was recovering from sleep, in the empty hall where there was no one else, there was no meaning of time at all, and I didn't know how long it had passed, only pain, which made Wei Wuji's consciousness more and more awake.

"How long has it been since the speed in this hall? Bing'er, are you still in retreat? "Stepping into the Hall of Time and Space this time, in addition to avoiding the stimulated world aura and avoiding being hit by lightning again, I naturally want to have a suitable environment so that I can heal my injuries well.

At the same time, I also want to see if Xue Bing has been released.

It seems that inadvertently, he has been hurt multiple times, and it seems that he needs a warm embrace and care.

At this moment when his mind wrinkled, Wei Wuji was in pain, and he could clearly feel that from the inside of his body, a warm breath, like a bud in early spring, the germination of life, struggling to erect upward.

One by one, the black that had been shattered by the thunder fell off, revealing a new white and shiny skin.

"Blood is like pulp, white bones are like jade, and pith is like frost and snow, the evolution of my body seems a little scary." Feeling the changes in his body with supreme spirit, Wei Wuji's mood can be described by more than an excited word.

It seems to smell the fragrant flowers in full bloom in early spring, and he inhales lightly between his noses, and his slender body stands up.

Xingyi, Tai Chi, Bagua, Eight Poles, many familiar boxing techniques learned from the dragon and snake world, do it easily, the blood flows all over the body, and then moves, from the initial bit by bit, like spring rain, to the end like the Yangtze River, majestic, galloping.

With an extremely erect long shout, a blood color like a red sun surged behind the back of the self-defense unscrupulous.

With the growth of new forces after the lightning split, his national art realm has reached a new level.

"If this thing really has a superimposed effect, another thunderbolt seems to be able to ignore it." Feeling the obvious changes in his own gratification, Wei Wuji had some lack of heart, and some thought of being cheap.

"But there are some things, shouldn't we talk about them properly?" The thought of another thunderbolt was just a flash in Wei Wuji's mind.

If it weren't for being forced to be helpless, who would want to suffer that sin. Just the paralysis of the thunderbolt and the indescribable pain are enough for people to bear.

"That sudden slap did hurt me, and that's true, and I admit it. I can't judge from that, I'm going to lose. This seems to be a bit cheap, and the suspicion of scolding the mother when you put down the chopsticks is not enough, but it can't be said to be a complete nonsense.

With the abilities and means he currently mastered, if all of them burst out, even if the person in the Great Snow Mountain, no matter how powerful the dragon elephant wave is, he may not be able to withstand it unscathed.

As Wei Wuji's unconvinced words fell, an image of light and shadow appeared in his mind.

The scene looked quite familiar, the snow was fluttering, the cold was full, and the old monk with white hair, wearing the same white monk's robe like moonlight, sat cross-legged on the top of the snow, and a drop of blood flowed from between the seven orifices of his ear and nose.

It seems to be a blood bead caused by the broken blood pores of fine hairs, and if you don't look closely, it is really inadvertently clear.

"If you want to clean up, I'll just say it, it's not fun to play with this." Wei Wuji's face turned a little dark, but he had to admit that in terms of injuries, this old monk who guarded the jade seal of the country was indeed much lighter than him.

The empty hall, if Wei Wuji didn't make a sound, it was really quiet and quite terrifying.

And in infinite silence, Wei Wuji sat cross-legged, and the strong and domineering mixed yuan aura that had been polished turned with his mind.

Through the Qi Sutra, walking the eight veins, the breath, in a circle, in the continuous reincarnation, more and more powerful and strong.

One day in the mountains, thousands of years in the world, not to mention this time and space hall that has no concept of time at all, and I don't know how long it has been, the true qi that continues in the body can no longer be further increased, Wei Wuji opened his closed eyes!

The moment you brush, it's really a void generating electricity.

"With my current Mixed Yuan True Qi cultivation, I have really reached a bottleneck. The only way to continue to grow is to break or cross this barrier. The vigor and strength that came from himself made Wei Wuji's self-confidence infinitely swelled in an instant.

In an instant, there was really an illusion, as if this hall containing countless worlds and countless finishes would also be shattered with one punch under his fist.

Of course, the way he felt now was purely an illusion after the expansion and growth of his strength.

If you really want to be realistic, I'm afraid I can't even pick up a single floor tile in this hall.

The power of an ordinary floor tile may be greater than the power of a vast planet.

As the treasure of the Golden Crow clan, such a performance is just a matter of course.

"When will Bing'er's retreat end?" In that mixed world, he didn't seem to spend much time.

After using the laws of this space-time hall to transform······ Well, it seems, it's really going to have to wait a while.

Alone in the hall of time and space, I was bored for some time, and my thoughts turned and I returned to the familiar room again.

"It seems like another early morning? Is there no one again? Master? The moment I opened the door, the light of the early morning shone brightly, and there was a kind of breath that made people's hearts uplifted.

The apartment seemed to be empty, and in the depths of his mind, a three-legged golden crow that seemed to be a dotted line, burning with raging flames, roared in a low voice, and an invisible majestic spiritual power shrouded the entire accommodation area.

After sensing a familiar aura, Wei Wuji stepped out of the apartment in a few steps.

"Master!" In the garden, he found the master who was playing chess with a group of old men, and Wei Wuji bowed.

Even with his current skills, whether it is national art or internal strength, it seems that it is enough to completely destroy the master, the respect that he deserves, the respect from the heart, Wei Wuji will not be missing at all.

"Sure enough, it's someone else's child, like that little ancestor of my family." Looking at Wei Wuji's sincere politeness to the master, several old men were stunned for a moment and let out a sincere sigh.

Not to mention politeness, most of the children nowadays seem to be so busy that they don't even have time to say a few words.

"Up? What to do, don't hang around with me. But the master didn't even look up at the apprentice.

This kid seems to be a little bit unusual, a big man with hands and feet, and such an excellent kung fu, who spends all day doing nothing, staying in the room, what he looks like.

"I understand what you mean, please rest assured!" His current cultivation has fallen into a bottleneck, and if he wants to break through, in addition to water grinding, he will enter a higher level of the world.

But none of this seems to be something that should be considered or done now, or even in broad daylight. In order to reassure Master and enrich his time, he should indeed find a decent job just like a normal person's life.

Suddenly, I thought of Master's cultivation, and a touch of Yang Qi and blood flashed away like lightning.

Let's go! The chess piece held in the hand of the Xuankong Daoist fell on the chessboard.

Raising his eyes to look at the smiling apprentice, he confessed to a few old buddies who played chess, and walked forward in a slightly uncontrollable excitement.

"I'm not delusional, am I?" Although he has tried his best to calm his mind along the way, he still can't help but tremble.

"Master, this is an apprentice's filial piety to you." A volume was handed to the Xuankong Dao people.