With Zhao Ling'er accepting Lin Yueru as an apprentice, Su Li's status in the Lin family rose.

Because when Lin Yueru became Zhao Ling'er's apprentice, Lin Yueru's father Lin Tiannan was the same generation as Zhao Ling'er, and Zhao Ling'er was Su Li's apprentice, so naturally, now Su Li's generation has become the highest.

Su Li is still dividing the majestic Gang Qi in his mind into yin and yang all the time, generating spirituality, and his strength is increasing all the time.

However, when he remembered that in addition to the human realm, there were also the two realms of gods and demons, especially the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi of the divine realm, he was a little curious about the state of that existence's cultivation.

In the world of fairy swords, after the fall of the founding god Pangu, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi still sat firmly on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor after countless years, and created many gods with his own essence and the divine tree, which was high in the divine realm.

As for the other two existences, Shennong died violently in the human realm, some people say that he died after tasting a hundred herbs, and some people say that it was something else.

Nuwa has also fallen, and only descendants inherit it, and to this day, Nuwa's descendant is Zhao Ling'er.

As the descendant of Zhao Ling's sons and daughters, she can advance by leaps and bounds, whether it is a martial arts path or a spiritual channel, and in a short period of time, she has already ranked among the highest combat power in the human world.

It is conceivable that the Lord of the Divine Realm, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi, who has not fallen for countless years, how powerful his cultivation will be, in the Great World of Eternal Life, Su Li also feels that he should at least be the existence of the Immortal Secret Realm.

If it was said that it was still above the Immortal Secret Realm, to the point of immortality in the Great World Immortal, Su Li didn't believe it very much.

Because in the immortal body of the immortal world, countless worlds have long been raised, and the gods of the fairy sword world are vast and omnipotent, and the gods of the fairy sword world, although they are divided into men and women, but once entangled, both men and women will lose their divine power and die, the shackles are too great, and they have not achieved boundless mana and vast magical powers at all.

Ordinary gods are estimated to be supernatural secret realms.

Only those few may be able to reach the performance of the Immortal Secret Realm.

Outside, Lin Yueru was pestering Zhao Ling'er to practice the method of the flesh, which seemed a little lively.

The head of the Yuhua Gate, Feng Bai Yu, probably didn't think that one day the Songhe Wanshou Fist of the Yuhua Gate would actually spread to the heavens and all the worlds.

What Zhao Ling'er taught Lin Yueru was the Songhe Wanshou Fist of the Feather Immortal Sect, although this boxing method is only the entry level of the Feather Sect, it is still a rare method for training.

Lin Yueru's cultivation speed was much slower than Zhao Ling'er's.

The qualifications are definitely not comparable to Zhao Ling'er.

The food can't compare to Zhao Ling'er.

This cultivation is of course not as good as Zhao Ling'er.

The cultivation of the physical realm is complex and simple, that is, it is necessary to eat well, to practice well, and to make rapid progress.

And after the fivefold body of the body, qualification can play an important role, you need to fight with people, and with a move of inspiration, you can progress to the next realm.

"I remember that among the five spirit beads, the earth spirit beads seem to be not far away, in a place called the general's mound."

Su Li looked at the lively scene in the courtyard, and the whole person rose into the air, turned into a sword light, and left this place.

His words fell in this space.

"Ling'er, you practice first, and come when you go for the teacher."

A sword light, invincible, turned into extreme speed.

Su Lifei, who was in the secret realm of supernatural powers, did not need to rely on spiritual weapons at all, and at this time, when he turned into a sword light and soared into the sky, galloping past, whether it was Zhao Ling'er or Lin Yueru, there was a look of envy on his face.

"Master Ancestor is so strong!"

Lin Yueru never thought that one day she would be able to really see the Sword Immortal, this kind of chic bearing, this kind of freedom and happiness, she could come up with it if she thought about it a little.

Who doesn't have a dream of flying freely?

"Yes, this is Shizun! It's just that he walks around on weekdays. ”

Zhao Ling'er looked at Shizun and suddenly flew away, feeling a little uncertain, but she listened to Su Li's words and calmed down again.

I'll be back in a while.

"Then let's continue to practice."

Zhao Ling'er continued to practice, and Lin Yueru nodded yes.

"Such a sword immortal senior......"

In the Lin family's mansion, Lin Tiannan felt the blazing sword qi galloping overhead, and his face was a little solemn.

He had practiced the way of the sword for many years, and he thought that he was already good, until today, feeling the terrifying sword aura, he knew that he had not actually started at all.

……

Su Li had already come to a mass grave at this time.

Even during the day, it's overcast.

The dense forests and overwhelming foliage block the sun in the sky, making it a shady and cold place, where it is easy to raise zombies for hundreds of years.

When Su Li's divine thoughts looked underground, among the buried coffins underground, many zombies struggled, as if they felt that a deadly killing opportunity would burst out in the next moment.

Sure enough, at the next moment, the Great Freedom Xuanjin Jian Gang erupted, cutting melons and chopping vegetables, and raised all these zombies who couldn't sword light during the day.

Su Li did good deeds without leaving a name, stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and it was a big and comfortable aura, as thick as a mountain.

This sword mountain shrouded it, and everything that stood in its way was wiped out.

In the underground world, a stone platform appeared, and on top of the stone platform was a huge sarcophagus, 100 feet long and 50 feet wide, like a small boat.

???? Obviously, this is an extremely magnificent coffin, and the person in the coffin is from a top wealthy family.

???? Suddenly, a clear light came from inside the coffin, and then, a deep voice, as if coming from hell:

"Yes...... Who...... Noisy...... Awake...... Root...... Will...... Army! ”

A dry skeleton slowly floated out of the coffin, the corpse was wearing heavy armor, the body was very tall and mighty, and the dry bones floating in the air slowly stood upright.

However, when his skeletal eyes looked at the sword mountain above his head, his expression was a little trance-like, and he seemed to be a little incredulous.

"How could it be...... Such a strong sword gang? No! What the hell is this......"

This skeleton that looked like a general showed unimaginable despair, as if he didn't expect that after he was resurrected again, the cultivators in the world would be so powerful!

In his time, those who could cultivate a little sword qi were already good hands on the rivers and lakes.

But now, Sword Mountain is coming, what kind of majestic mana is this?

Hopeless, incomprehensible.

It was still useless, and when this sword mountain came down, the skeleton general was destroyed in an instant, and there was no resistance at all.

Sword Mountain continued to open up the boundary of the next layer, and as far as the eye could see, there was a large blood-red pool in front of it, and there was no edge to be seen at a glance.

The pool of blood is like a sea, and the killing is pervasive, and the realm here shows a bit of the seven veins of the Demon Gate of the Immortal World.

A whirlpool suddenly appeared, spinning bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a figure dozens of feet high.

The monster's eyes glowed with a faint black light, and it was disgusting to be surrounded by boundless blood.

In terms of momentum alone, his terror surpassed that of the skeleton general several times.

His name is the Red Ghost King.