The first leaf is as always, eaten without taboo, these walls of green vines, even under the waves of green vines, hidden in the bluestone bottom of the magic circle of vitality, can not escape its mouth.

There are a total of twelve vitality talismans in this circle, so twelve cultivators have been sent here to sit here.

At this time, the first vitality talisman hidden under the bluestone was not spared, so the bluestone exploded, the talisman flew out, and was swallowed by a "mouth", and the cultivator sitting on the talisman was blown away.

Fortunately, after practicing the Divine Imperial Law and getting involved, Su Luo has been able to control the leaf in his brain a little, just as he can barely achieve the "royal" leaf by relying on the sound of the word "car" to urge it to fly out.

Only devour the talisman, not kill people as they fly by.

After all, he is unwilling to kill, not to mention that the other party belongs to the same family.

......

Su Luo took two more steps and took a few more steps, and saw that with the broken bluestone as the center, within a radius of more than ten zhang, whether it was the green vine that had not yet been cut off, or the green marks that had been devoured by the leaf, only the green marks between the bare stone slabs, there was no longer any sign of continued growth, and he finally relaxed slightly in his heart.

So he raised the beginning of the day, and the blade swept through, and the murder weapon became a scythe that cut the vines, and the large green vines were swept and broken.

Not far behind Su Luo, because of the loss of a vitality talisman, the growth of vines within a radius of more than ten zhang suddenly almost stagnated, so Yue Xiaohan and Li Gang brothers only needed to continue to wave their arms and shatter the vines that were entwined around their bodies, so they could ensure that they would get out of trouble immediately and would no longer continue to be bound.

They soon broke free from the trap and walked into the open space opened by Su Luo.

Li Xun exclaimed: "Even such a pestering dilemma, Uncle Shi can solve it." The cultivation of the master and uncle, but ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his brother had already reminded him in a cold voice: "But Shibo is Shibo, and he is a second-generation disciple of Taoism, of course it is different. ”

The meaning of this "difference" is extremely clear: Shi Bo is a second-generation disciple, of course, different from you and me, not only the identity is different, but the Qiē owned by Shi Bo must also be far different from you and me, such as the long knife in Shi Bo's hand, such as the talisman attached to the knife under the east gate of Shengdu.

Yue Xiaohan was already silent and followed quickly, so he could clearly see Su Luo move forward again, coming to another fellow who was sitting in this magic circle, but he could only see the flying rays fleeting.

The patches of green vines turned into nothingness, and the bluestone that the cultivator was sitting on exploded, blowing it away, and then from under the exploding bluestone, an emerald leaf-shaped jade talisman flew out, and it disappeared without a trace.

At the beginning of the day, the vines in the wider area were swept away.

He is like a pioneer of a difficult journey, and overcoming obstacles is not enough to describe what he is doing at the moment. He's destroying many talismans, destroying a circle, and opening a path to the front.

Yue Xiaohan thought to himself that even if he hadn't been imprisoned yet, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Regent Lower Realm, and he would never be able to compete with such a magic circle when he was in the Imperial Middle Realm.

Any magic array is the product of the cultivation and wisdom of powerful cultivators who are proficient in the way of formation, and it is often more concentrated on the mystery of the way of heaven, the shape of the geographical advantage, and the engraving of manpower.

For example, there is a "Late Harvest Great Array" in the Sunset Peak of the Heavenly Daoist Sect, which requires at least seven cultivators from the Imperial Upper Realm to arrange it, and then sit in it, but once the formation is formed, it is said that seven cultivators from the Imperial Upper Realm enter the formation, and even if it is seventeen cultivators from the Imperial Upper Realm who can enter the formation, there is only one word "death"!

In Yue Xiaohan's opinion, this vine-forming array, if it is only the magic circle itself, it is a cultivator of the fourth realm of meditation, and it can also be calmly crossed.

However, when the twelve extremely powerful vitality talismans are entered, and under the complementarity of each other, the power of the array surges, and I am afraid that without the cultivation of the Imperial Middle Realm, it will be difficult to break this formation if it can control a powerful flying sword or magic weapon.

However, Su Luo can break this formation.

It was broken very calmly and freely, and it only took a few steps to extinguish a charm, and it only took a moment to destroy the foundation of this magic circle.

Half of the twelve cultivators who were supposed to be their fellow disciples had already suffered from the bluestone collapse and had their buttocks blown apart, and they had fallen to the side in pain, even if they still had the strength to spare, they no longer had the courage to stand up and stop them in this situation.

The remaining half were lucky enough to survive because they weren't in the direction that Su Luo was heading straight for the gate of the royal city.

......

From beginning to end, Su Luo's steps were firm and his face was calm, but Yue Xiaohan and the others were all behind him, so he couldn't see that from the moment the third vitality talisman flew out from under the shattered bluestone and disappeared out of thin air, his eyebrows showed a regular beat.

This law is that with every step he takes, he beats once, and each time it becomes stronger and stronger, as if there is a force under his eyebrows that is about to explode, which may burst out at any time.

Only he understood that in the depths of his mind, the leaf next to the spiritual fire, every time it flew out and returned, it was dyed with more layers of green, and this green had been enriched to a certain limit, and in the process of walking towards the city gate, from this leaf that had been dyed green, there was a huge amount of vitality fed outward.

Feed back into his spirit.

The spirit was uplifted, and the burning was even more intense.

Feed back into his body.

Every inch of his body, every minute, went from a nourishing cheer to an unbearable groan of pain.

The blood was nourished, and became stronger and stronger, until the veins could barely bear it, and there was a swelling and cracking pain from every inch of the veins around his body, and the bone marrow grew, and every inch of bone became denser and stronger, until the slightest movement of his body was immediately heard with the sound of fine bone rubbing.

When he finally walked through the vine walls, broke through the stacked greenery, walked under the main gate of the royal city, and saw the door in the city gate, he had to stop, because he was afraid that if he took another step forward, his body would not be able to withstand the majestic power inside and burst.

He had to close his eyes and immerse himself in the spirit, hoping to meditate and recuperate and transform the vigorous power in his body into spirit.

In his mind, the spiritual fire burned fiercely, gradually like a round of sun, and the green in that leaf melted like ice at the sight of the sun, turned into water, and rose into steam.

The power in his body that seemed to explode was also being dissolved in wisps.

However, every time a cultivator in the "cultivation" realm cultivates his spirit, he will always have a limit to replace the power absorbed into the body with the spirit, and if he exceeds this limit, it will be the spirit itself that will explode.

What's more, the conversion speed brought about by this meditation is too slow, like a towering iceberg that melts only by the light of the sun, and it certainly doesn't melt all of it in a moment.

It's going to be a long process.

But of course, Su Luo couldn't just stand here and wait until the process was over.

The pain from his body continued, and Su Luo unconsciously clenched his hands, especially holding the palm of Richu's left hand, which was even tighter because he felt a burst of pain.

He subconsciously loosened the palm of the knife and lowered his head, and then his face changed suddenly.

He saw a smear of grayish, a faint grayish-white on his hands, from the fingertips to the backs of his hands, to his wrists, from under the skin.

It seems that these grayness are rooted in the depths of his body, and at this time, because his whole body is supporting his strength, he secretes it from the depths of his body, presents it on the surface of his muscles, blends into his flesh and bones, and blends into every part of his body.

He couldn't see his face, nor could he see anywhere else under the cover of his robe, only his hands, but it was enough to convince him that at this time, his whole body must have been secreted from gray, from a shallow layer, to gradually thickening, until the surface of his skin became this grayish-white color.

Su Luo was shocked, remembering the three-story gray and white platform in the cave under the temple, and on top of these gray and white, there should have been a Gu Mulberry growing on top of it.

But after turning into a picture and following him for many years, the ancient mulberry now simply appeared on his body, as painted on his chest.

And those grays have also been integrated into his body.

At this time, the gray appeared from his body, and as the gray gradually thickened, he felt the swelling pain in his body quickly decrease, getting lighter and lighter, until it almost disappeared.

Even, his body felt more comfortable than ever, and this feeling was truthfully fed back to his spirit, and it was clearly perceived.

Su Luo tried to move forward, taking a step.

Just an extremely light step.

But with an explosion under his feet, cracks appeared in the solid bluestone, which were innumerable, centered on the place where he landed, and stretched out in all directions, the longest one straight forward, until it reached the huge iron gate at the main gate of the royal city - about seven or eight zhang away!

It's power, pure power –

One hundred chapters. Then I went to write, there will be more tonight, but I don't know how many more.