Chapter 148: Impossible to be ordinary

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Du Lei clearly saw that in his mind, the black ball of light that had been silent for nearly a month suddenly cracked a small gap, and in Du Lei's perception, the crack in this gap was getting bigger and bigger. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This black ball of light is nothing else, it is the spiritual ball of light that the ghost old man turned into when he fell into a deep sleep, and the feeling of pulling just now came from the spiritual ball of light.

The black ball of light that the ghost has aged has been rising and falling in the sea of Du Lei's knowledge, and in a month, the light has become more and more dim, but Du Lei has been consolidating his cultivation recently, so that he has ignored the changes in this black ball of light.

At this moment, the black ball of light suddenly cracked a gap, which was an ominous sign, which meant that the spirit of the ghost elder was in a precarious state.

In the past, the ghost elder had also slept a few times, but at that time he recovered as quickly as possible, but now, a spirit as strong as the ghost elder began to show flaws.

Du Lei recalled the blood-colored scythe that Duan Jiuyou had sacrificed in one hand a month ago, and remembered the cold endless black rope, he suddenly realized that Duan Jiuyou's strength was too strong, and the ghost elder's full strength had unknowingly exhausted the fundamental power of his spiritual origin, so that it was difficult for him to complete this recovery.

"Dorey, what's wrong with you?" Zi Ji on the side found that Dorey's eyes were dilated, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

This question broke Du Lei's thoughts, and he quickly calmed down his mind and smiled casually: "Hmm? It's nothing, I'm just thinking about what happened just now." ā€

"Brother Dulei, you don't have to worry, this is the capital, and the powerhouses of Wujimen are also there, and that woman won't do anything to you. ā€

Du Lei nodded, of course he knew that Han Xinyu didn't dare to do anything to him, even if she wanted to be unfavorable to Du Lei, Du Lei was not afraid.

At that moment, Du Lei opened the topic with the two again, chatted while walking, and soon walked away.

At this moment, a heroic woman who had been hiding in a corner walked out, she took a deep look at the graceful figure beside Dulei, and then fixed her gaze on Dulei, until he disappeared into the alley.

From beginning to end, her eyes were filled with deep resentment.

At night, in the mountains and rivers of Nawang, in a huge mountain villa among the mountains.

All the sectarian forces that came to participate in the competition, the imperial court families, all lived here, and each sect had its own area and did not disturb each other.

It was late at night, and it was already dark in the originally brightly lit mountain villa, and all the cultivators began to meditate and cultivate for a long night, as always.

Everything seems so uncalm, but only in the Wuji Gate area, a delicate pavilion on the third floor, Du Lei is sitting cross-legged on the bed, his expression is solemn, his true qi is released, wrapping the entire room, isolating all the breath of the outside world, even if in the room, Du Lei's breath is manic, and from the outside, it also seems quiet.

Du Lei gently closed his eyes, and in the gate of heaven, the charm was turbulent, gushing out, carefully wrapping the black ball of light in the sea of consciousness, and then, with the guidance of his mind, the black ball of light appeared in front of him, quietly floating and floating.

The moonlight, through the paper window opposite Dulei, poured on the ground, slightly reflected on the black ball of light, on it, there is an obvious gray-black crack, looking at its changes, the crack has a tendency to gradually expand.

Du Lei knew that when this crack completely covered the entire black ball of light, the spirit of the ghost elder would also be completely turned into ashes.

"I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable..."Durey muttered as he looked at the black ball of light.

Indeed, in Du Lei's opinion, the ghost old man has too many secrets, and he has a strong strength that can't figure out the depths, but now, he is so fragile that it makes people sigh.

Ghost Elder has twice designed to kill Doulei and seize the soul, and Durrey has every reason to let Ghost Elder go alone and let him die like this.

Although Durrey had signed a death contract with the Divine Soul before, since he went deep into the Divine Soul and saw the two rays of light, one gold and one black, he completely took the Divine Soul as his own and smashed the contract, so even if the ghost dies of old age, Durrey will not die.

Killing the Ghost Elder, Du Lei would not have any loss, but Du Lei just couldn't let go, because he thought of the Ghost Elder's careful teaching to him when he first entered the Forging Pulse Realm, and then thought of the Ghost Elder who resolutely stood in front of him that day, resisting Duan Jiuyou's figure, he... I can't forget it!

However, what if Durey exhausts his mind and saves the ghost elder, and he wants to be unfavorable to himself?

Durrey thought that he had seen through this cruel world a long time ago, and he had thought that he was decisive enough, but until this moment, he felt that his heart had never seemed to be cold to that extreme......

For a moment, Du Lei's heart was mixed, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

And the next moment, when he opened his eyes again, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Whew. ā€

Du Lei's heart surged, and in the Heavenly Gate, infinite charm wrapped around his right arm, flying out of his palm, and instilling it continuously towards this black ball of light. Keep replenishing that crack.

One by one, with the help of the spirituality of heaven and earth, it became turbulent, rolling like a wave, pouring into the black ball of light, and in this tiny gap, there seemed to be a bottomless pit hidden deep in, no matter how Du Lei instilled his true qi, the black ball of light seemed to never be filled.

Du Lei flexed his fingers, and in the Heavenly Gate, Shen Yun rushed out with a bang, surging towards that crack.

Gradually, this crack began to heal very slowly.

The charm that flew out of the Durrey Heavenly Gate was like a galactic outpouring out, and before he knew it, the entire room had been filled, and Durrey seemed to be in a universe of spiritual power, and this black ball of light in front of him was like a star that did not rotate, absorbing all the charm around him.

"Wow... Wow..."

A * Shen Yun rushed into the sea of ghosts, Du Lei felt that his consciousness was a little blurred, but he persevered, knowing that the moment he saw the gray-black crack completely disappear on the black ball of light, his consciousness sank, and he fainted on the bed.

With a "boom", the black ball of light shot out again like Du Lei's sea of knowledge, and everything was calm.

The next morning, when Du Lei woke up, it was already three poles of the sun, and his mind was still a little drowsy, but when he looked inward and found that the black ball of light was spinning peacefully in the sea of consciousness, Du Lei's heart finally let go.

For the afternoon, Durey spent the whole afternoon recovering his mental strength, until that night, Durrey's energy finally returned to its peak completely.

As for the ghost elder, Dorey believes that it will not be long before he wakes up again.

On the third day, that is, the ninth day after the start of the competition, the morning sun was rising, and the battle for the elite competition began again in the mountains and rivers of Luowang. The strong gathered, the wind and clouds gathered, and in this arena that can accommodate 30,000 people, the battle is about to start again.

Today, Durey came to the competition venue early, and when he appeared at the door of the waiting area, his eyes were still projected. Originally, these gazes should only appear in the Burning Sky Valley, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, or the Purple Imperial Peak, but today, there is also one more such gaze in the Wuji Gate, and the owner of this gaze is none other than Han Xinyu.

A few days ago, Han Xinyu was in the crowd of Wuji Gate, extremely low-key, Du Lei didn't know who she was at all, and since Han Xinyu and Du Lei had a complete showdown the day before yesterday, she didn't want to hide her resentful gaze anymore.

It's just that Du Lei doesn't think that Han Xinyu hates his people, he thinks that Han Xinyu hates him even more because of his white power suit......

At this time, on the high platform, King Luo, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, spoke again: "Everyone, in the first six days, one hundred and twenty-eight strong people have competed for the top sixteen, today, on the platform of the four divine beasts, there will be a direct competition for the top four, tomorrow, the semi-finals, the day after tomorrow, is the real finals, the first of the Luo Yu Dynasty, and it is about to be announced." ā€

Although King Luo spoke in a calm tone, the noisy crowd couldn't help but quiet down when they heard him, as if his words were not in everyone's ears, but from their hearts.

"After a series of comprehensive evaluations such as cultivation, combat data, and mastery of martial arts, we have discharged the top 30 people from the elite list of the Luoyu Dynasty, and below, we will announce this ranking. ā€

As soon as Luo Wang's words came out, everyone's heartstrings couldn't help but tense, even if some players have been eliminated, but with their outstanding performance, they may be able to squeeze into the top 30.

Suddenly, King Luo's wrist shook, and suddenly a touch of golden light flashed, but it was a palm-sized gold medal, his wrist flicked slightly, and the gold medal rolled out, rising against the storm, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge gold list that was ten meters high and three meters wide, and the black wind gusted, whistling towards the Ling Shen platform.

"Bang. ā€

A muffled sound passed, the golden list was already standing on the Ling Shen platform, King Luo bent his fingers a little, and a touch of pale golden true qi roared by, and finally hovered at the bottom of the golden list, making it float slightly, quietly, and rotated.

Every time I turned, on the top of the gold list, a black font would appear, from bottom to top, in order, and everyone held their breath and stared at the gold list.

Du Lei's name is engraved in the thirteenth, which is relative to the top 16, the last ranking, not brilliant enough, but looking at Luo Yu, it is enough to be proud, but Du Lei has not been moved.

But the others are different, when some players see their names engraved on this gold list, they are ecstatic! They have never had the luxury of fighting for fame in this elite competition, as long as they do their best, they can be ranked in this Luo Yu elite list, it is enough to be satisfied.

A feeling of being above others and proud emanated from the elite who was named on the gold list. At this time, as soon as the gold list comes out, they can rely on the power of this gold list to make everyone be in awe for five years, and within five years, there will be everything in the panacea, real martial arts, and they will also become the key training objects of the sect or family.

"Sad. ā€

Xiao Ling sat on the VIP chair several meters high and shook his head slowly.

Qiong Xue, who was beside Xiao Ling, was smart and icing, how could she not know what Xiao Ling meant, but asked knowingly: "What's wrong Xiao Ling, why do you sigh so much?"

"Look at these disciples, how ecstatic they are when they see their names engraved on the gold list, they think that with their strength, they can be proud of the Quartet, but they don't know that they are just frogs at the bottom of the well, and let the goshawks above the sky see the jokes. ā€

Xiao Ling's expression was tinged with the same color, and he said, "Obviously standing at the bottom of the world, but thinking that I have stepped on the sky, I am ecstatic, how ridiculous." ā€

"Isn't that a kind of happiness?"

Qiong Xue smiled bitterly: "We are strong, all the time, we have to step up our cultivation, as the so-called greater ability, greater responsibility, we have too much pressure on our shoulders, how can we be as carefree and happy as them? ā€

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