Ying Tianjiao looked at Jiang Yan like a fool, he sighed lightly and said speechlessly, "Brother Jiang, which country are you from?"

"The higher the martial arts, the greater the difference in strength between the martial artists of different ranks, and this gap also makes it very difficult or even very difficult to fight across ranks. ”

"That's why there is a saying that warriors can't fight across ranks. ”

Ying Tianjiao said, "So it is not wrong to say that martial artists cannot fight across ranks, in a sense. ”

"But it's still possible to fight across the ranks, right?" Jiang Yan asked.

"That's true, but it's really hard to ...... in a cross-level battle," Ying Tianjiao said, "Body Realm, Qi Realm, Dan Realm, Fu Realm, Tribulation Realm... Each of the great cultivation realms of the Terran warriors has different cultivation methods, and these exercises are divided into four grades. ”

"If a martial artist has been cultivating high-grade exercises since the beginning of the martial arts path, his foundation will become stronger and stronger, and every time he improves to a rank, his strength will be several times higher than that of a martial artist of the same level, then it is not impossible for him to fight beyond the level. ”

"Thank you for your confusion. Jiang Yan thanked him seriously, these questions may just be common sense for Ying Tianjiao, but for Jiang Yan, they are very precious, Ying Tianjiao's words solved the doubts in Jiang Yan's heart.

After that, he will continue to deduce the cultivation of super-grade exercises to lay a stronger foundation for his martial arts.

In this way, if one day, he can step on the peak of martial arts, he will also be the leader of this realm.

......

In the following period, Jiang Yan and the others wiped out the remnants of the two Flying Eagle Bandits in a row.

The Flying Eagle Bandits burned, killed and looted on weekdays, and they were worth a lot of money, and Jiang Yan exterminated them, which could be regarded as a small fortune.

When it was dusk, the daylight was tilting, Jiang Yan waited for the news of the retreat, and this mission was finally over.

......

Yingjia Annex.

"Tianjiao, what's wrong with you?" Ying Hongmei took the meal and sat opposite Ying Tianjiao.

She looked at Ying Tianjiao, her eyes revealing concern.

After Ying Tianjiao went home tonight, he was depressed all the time, and there was a little more twilight on his body.

This made her a little unincomprehensible, Ying Tianjiao was extremely talented, broke through the Gangqi realm in one fell swoop, and was valued by the family, and should have been high-spirited.

Could it be that something special happened today that struck him?

She decided to ask why, comfort him, and feed him chicken soup.

"Alas, old lady, I want to change my name......" Ying Tianjiao sighed, and he said, "What do you think of the name Ying Tiancai?"

Genius and Genius... Isn't it a meaning? Ying Hong's eyebrows were puzzled, and a big question mark appeared in her head.

Ying Tianjiao smiled dejectedly, and then, he took a deep breath.

His eyes once again showed a look of determination, today, although he was not lightly hit by Jiang Yan, his motivation to cultivate was also greater.

"Hmph..."Ying Tianjiao took a big sip of wine, and said secretly in his heart, "Jiang Yan can fight beyond the ranks, and I can too!"

"After the trip to Luo Cang's secret realm, I will immediately return to Yehuai, I need more experience and more cultivation resources. ”

Looking at Ying Tianjiao, whose demeanor was constantly changing, Ying Hongmei was completely stunned.

......

Night.

Yang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes still confused.

"I'm the Emperor?"

"I'm reincarnated now?"

"One day, I'll be back at the top?"

Sighing, Yang Yan smiled bitterly, this dream was too real, and the scene that appeared in the dream was too grandiose, making him really feel that he had a past life.

In his previous life, he was still a super strong person.

"The Immortal Realm of the Wind, the Eighteen Eras, the Gate of Eternal Life, the ...... of the True Soldier of the Forging Dao"

Luo Cangcheng's most thoughtful family didn't dare to write a script like this.

Shaking his head slightly, Yang Yan closed his eyes again, he hoped that he would not have similar dreams again, and he would have to carry a big bag tomorrow.

He is just an ordinary grain store worker, not an emperor.

Then, half an hour later, Yang Yan woke up again.

The confusion in his eyes was even greater.

He dreamed again, still the same dream as before, in the dream, he was a peerless powerhouse standing proudly in the long river of time, commanding the galaxy, and his eyes could destroy the galaxy.

"Maybe... Is it true?"

Yang Yan was lucky in his heart, if it was possible, he was indeed willing to become the reincarnation of the peerless powerhouse in his dream.

Thinking like this, he looked forward to entering this dream again.

Thinking of his heart, Yang Yan continued to dream.

In the dream, Yang Yanduan sat on the top of Da Luo, his eyes were bright.

At his side, two people stood still, one of them was tall, and above his head was a large pitch-black bow levitating, and when the bowstring vibrate, the whole space rippled slightly.

The second person was a handsome young man, he was just carrying a snow-white long sword on his back, looking ahead from a distance, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

Above the sky dome in the distance, layers of ugly cracks appeared, the space shattered, and clusters of black shadows drilled out.

This is their enemy, the destroyer of the world...... Shadow Fiend.

The three of them were speechless, and immediately flew up and killed the dense shadow demons in the distance.

Yang Yan was bloody, killing to madness, he was very strong, but there were too many enemies.

In the end, after Yang Yan killed hundreds of millions of shadow demons with one punch, he finally ran out of strength, and his body was torn to pieces by the besieging shadow demons.

"It's such a dream. With the last trace of consciousness, the corners of Yang Yan's mouth hooked and he laughed, in reality, he is an ordinary ordinary person, but here, he is a powerful man.

It's not bad.

Swish!

Yang Yan woke up again, but as soon as he regained consciousness, he felt a sharp pain sweep through his body.

It hurt so much that my body was torn.

This is not an illusion, Yang Yan's relatively strong body is covered with dense cracks at the moment, blood gushes out, and the bedding turns red.

"I..." Yang Yan opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and the corners of his mouth were also bleeding.

Cracking sound!

It's not just his flesh, his bones, his viscera, everything about him is cracking.

The injury in the dream became a reality, and Yang Yan's entire body became fragments, and the fragments split again until they became blood foam.

......

"Gently, let's play hide and seek together. ”

In the grain field, a group of children shouted at a little girl in shabby clothes, and their voices were very sincere.

They invite Ji gently to play games together.

This is something that Ji Qingqing doesn't dare to think about on weekdays, but she longs for it, her family is very poor, and she doesn't have any too clean clothes, and she usually wears shabby.

The friends didn't like her very much.

"Really... Is that okay?"

"Really... Can we play together?" she asked repeatedly.

"Of course...", the friends replied loudly, "We are good friends......

"Of course good friends are going to play together, come on, let's play hide and seek together. ”

Pal.

Hide-and-seek.

Ji lightly's eyes lit up, she gently pulled her braids, and quickly ran into the team of her friends.

The whole grain field reverberated with cheerful sounds.

......

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