In front of the city tower, there are potholes, big holes and small holes can be seen everywhere, there are towering giant earth balls, the slightest bleak blood stains, the expressions of all the people on the city tower are sad and heavy.

In the deep pit, a sturdy young man did not move, as if he had stopped breathing. The other old man had blood gushing from his mouth, and he couldn't stop at all, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was miserable, and he couldn't believe why the middle stage of the spiritual law could crush him so easily.

The old man surnamed Xu looked proud, floating in the air, quite a feeling of looking down on all beings, and there was a firelight in his hand, Zhou Lao worked hard, his palms were outward, and a fire-colored shield was in front of his palms, about seven or eight zhang, covering the whole person tightly.

Boom, a seemingly fluttering firelight slammed into the shield covered with red clouds, and the whole person was directly swept away dozens of feet away, drawing a small ditch several inches deep on the ground, and the green grass was mixed with the muddy earth.

Everyone on the city wall hung their heads and paused, and they all made eye contact for a moment, and then flew forward in unison, neatly lined up, half-kneeling on the ground, and said in unison: "We will see our predecessors, I hope that our predecessors will spare their lives, and we are willing to submit." ”

The old man surnamed Xu grinned, abruptly, and smiled coldly, and the dark red fire shadow in his palm appeared, turning into ten thousand fires and rushing straight at everyone.

Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and they were completely at a loss, trying to block the fire, and each used their own means to try to block the fire, boom, boom, and the slightly weak ones were directly turned into ashes, leaving only bursts of blood-colored rain, and the stronger blood sprayed directly, looking at each other in disbelief.

The old man surnamed Xu laughed, "Do you think I need the loyalty of your group of trash? It's really a big joke, old age and decay, and the potential is exhausted, and it's just maggots, scourge." Although the words were plain, they were a great insult to everyone.

The weak have no right to speak at all, weakness is the original sin, and it is not good to wag their tails and beg for mercy.

It was again ten thousand fires that burst out from the palm of his hand, turning into a series of powerful ghosts chasing for life and souls, wanting to kill everyone.

Abruptly, the whole world seems to be condensed, countless drizzles fall from the sky, thousands of fires under the slightest rain, sneering, as if extinguished without a trace, the drizzle in the green grass in the land seems to moisten all things, it seems to be particularly light and comfortable.

The old man surnamed Xu had a sore brow, looked around in horror, got nothing, looked at the unreal rain in front of him, and looked at the blue white clouds for thousands of miles, everything was not real.

The rain as thin as a cow's hair shuffled around the body, the fire in his heart seemed to be calmed, the whole heart twitched slightly, the heavens and the earth changed, what kind of strong man is this?

The rain was ticking all over everyone's body, and their hearts were desolate, begging for mercy was useless, why was the other party so ruthless and bloodthirsty? Looking at the drizzle falling from the sky, he saw it very vaguely, and looked at the old man surnamed Xu at a loss, looking at his indecision, and his desperate heart had a slight expectation, eager for the other party to spare his life.

They bent their legs, mixed with the wet grass, covered with mud, they didn't care, their hands were straight forward, and as their heads slowly touched the ground from high to the ground, the rain on their faces was mixed with muddy water, and their faces were full of mud, and they pleaded loudly: "Seniors spare their lives, seniors spare their lives,......

Principal Zhao silently watched everyone kowtow and beg for mercy, at this moment, his head was bleeding, crying for his father and calling his mother, like a humble ant stealing life, his heart was very uncomfortable, people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather.

I have enjoyed the glory and wealth, I am used to the life of command, and now I am facing a life and death crisis, and the powerful have long corroded the depths of their hearts, and they only want to live in the world.

The old man surnamed Xu didn't pay attention to it at all, he was vigilant, he was distracted, perceiving everything in the outside world, but unfortunately he didn't find any masters, could it be a coincidence? This rain is just strange? Not artificial? In a blink of an eye, he looked at the blood-colored gourd held on his waist, which was full of vicious ghosts, and the blood-colored patterns were gorgeous and colorful, like bloodthirsty demons, giving people a chill.

Secretly tightened his mind, plucked up his courage, and ten thousand dim flames flew out of his hands, shooting directly at everyone, but as soon as he flew out of his palm, he died down, was extinguished by the rain, and his suspicion rose again, ordinary rain could not extinguish the dark spirit flame at all, strange, really strange.

There was silence for a long time, the scene was extremely quiet, Yan Xin Ye was a little impatient in the rear, but he didn't dare to make a sound, his raised hand was put down again and again, and finally stepped forward, his face full of rain, "Old Xu, wouldn't it be better if you don't accept them and let them attack the city and plunder the land for us?"

The old man surnamed Xu stared at him, his face distorted, "I still want you to do things?"

Turning his head, "Young Master Lan, what should I do now?" The face was extremely respectful, the attitude was sincere, and the ruthlessness had long since dissipated.

Lan Fengxue's figure flashed, his face was contemplative for a moment, the little tiger tooth showed half an inch, and smiled ruthlessly, "Kill."

The old man surnamed Xu showed a fierce look on his face, and directly bullied him, flashing a double hook in his hand, and several arcs of light and killing everyone.

"Hmph", resounding in the sky, the whole world once paused, the rain in the air did not move, everyone held their breath, bowed blankly, and prayed to survive.

In an instant, the old man surnamed Xu flew out directly, slammed on the slippery ground, a small pit several feet deep appeared, a mouthful of blood spit out, his chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, he was depressed, he was in pain, he covered his chest, but he was not relieved at all, and he still couldn't see any masters.

The figure disappeared directly, and he threw down Dajin and ran away without a trace, the strange and unpredictable mysterious powerhouse in the shadows was too terrifying and powerful, and he couldn't bear it just by hearing his voice, and he was seriously injured and fainted, if he wanted to kill himself, it was not a minute.

Lan Fengxue's face showed a fierce light, and he looked around hatefully, but he still found nothing, and disappeared into the sky. The Great Jin army also threw away their armor and fled into the distance in a panic.

The many families who left behind an embarrassed face didn't expect such a result, they lost all their faces, and the secret masters hidden in the shadows directly cleaned up the mess.

If you had known this earlier, why should you be discouraged, don't beg the enemy with shame, and be ridiculed by him again and again, with abnormal bitterness in your heart, mixed with joy and sorrow, and look around blankly.

The rain is like a clear sky after the first break of a rainstorm, and the young buds are renovated directly from the soil, full of vitality.

In the Wuwu School, in a relatively empty and narrow room, there was only a long and upright small bed with thin cotton wool on it, and a bloodshot young man lay motionless.

After a long time, I woke up from my slumber, gently patted my groggy brain with my right hand, looked around, was dazed, lifted the cotton wool on my body, jumped to the ground, shook my head, and recalled carefully.

sighed deeply, my heart was very anxious, I never thought that Chu Ru Jin Dan would be defeated, and it was so tragic, it was suppressed from beginning to end, and now it is still too weak, the road is still very long, and I don't know what happened later?

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a hairy little girl was holding a basin of hot water, and was surprised to see Yang Wei who got up, and shouted: "Why are you up, lie down quickly, you are not well." Quickly put the hot water on the end shelf on the side, and pulled Yang Wei to the bed.

Yang Weiwan smiled and said lightly: "I'm already fine, what was the result outside the city that day?"

The little girl talked about it in a daze for a long time before she made things clear.

Yang Wei was silent for a moment, and with a flick of his fingers, a drop of milky white liquid flicked directly into her mouth, "This should be repaid to you, thank you." The figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

After handing over the Heavenly Illusion Cloud Hidden Grass to Principal Zhao, saying goodbye, and arranging Wei Yangeng to return to the Qin State, he embarked on a journey alone, along the way, the green grass was like grass, walking slowly and leisurely, and there was only one year left before the three-year period.

A figure flickered, sat on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Boy, how, at this moment, I found out that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. ”

Hearing Grandpa Tiger's joke, Yang Wei's face was calm, he paused, hesitated slightly, and rushed into the sky domineeringly, his eyes were deep and bright, "I feel a little fun now, if they are all like fake babies and other characters, there is no interest at all." ”

Youhuang smiled, "Now that you have arrived at Jindan, the next step is to open the body, you have to open one hundred and eight key points on Zhou's body." ”

Before the elixir, it was all about absorbing the aura of the outside world, constantly gathering the concentration of aura, baptizing itself through aura, strengthening physical fitness, and enhancing strength.

When reaching the Spirit Pill Monk, the explosion of the spiritual energy has reached the limit of its own muscles and veins, and it is a hundred times more difficult to improve, so it is necessary to open the body, and everyone has one hundred and eight vital points.

One hundred and eight vital acupuncture points are very important to the human body, and ordinary people do not know when they are first injured, and later they die of illness. For martial artists, these one hundred and eight vital acupuncture points are even more important, and the spiritual energy in the body of the Lingdan monk has been solidified, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky if he wants to be pure, unless there is a special opportunity.

However, if you open these one hundred and eight acupuncture points, your perception of the aura of the outside world will be enhanced, which is why the Spirit Infant Grand Cultivator can control the aura around the body, it is because of the opening of these one hundred and eight vital acupoints, so that you can be more friendly with the aura.

And this one hundred and eight key acupoints are opened, and the use of aura is also stronger, relying on these one hundred and eight acupoints, the aura induction of people and nature will be stronger, and it has an irreplaceable effect on its own attribute aura affinity, not to mention that some strong people use aura to circulate in the meridians, which can be stored in these acupoints, making the physique different from ordinary people, and the strength improvement is more terrifying.

Yang Wei felt a little surprised in his heart, "No, then why is it that the spiritual liquid I see can control the free spiritual energy in the air?"

"Gifted, through long-term perception of aura, he is naturally sensitive to certain aura, and then strives to cultivate certain secret methods to establish a connection with the aura in the air, so as to play a regulatory role. Your half-hung Five Elements Sealing Spirit Technique was able to suppress the aura that erupted from others, which was simply shit luck. The Emperor smiled disdainfully.

"Even if the talent is stronger, open up one hundred and eight acupuncture points, and the perception of one's own body and environment is strong to a certain point, you can comprehend the power of meaning. If you comprehend the power of meaning, then the Protoss boy is probably not your opponent. ”

Yang Wei was happy in his heart, but after understanding the truth, his face was depressed, it turned out that he was painting cakes to satisfy his hunger, and he was still too weak.