"Miss Ji, the dense fog here has the effect of isolating spiritual power, so don't worry about anyone discovering us, let's find a safe place to retreat first. ”

Luoyang flew up a mountain rock, the sword light in his hand flashed, and opened up a deep cave, and then put the sword into the sheath and took out a heart refining stone from the storage spirit ring.

Click!

The palm of his hand shook, and the heart refining stone split into two.

"Heart refining stone, Miss Ji continues. ”

Luoyang threw half of the lower-grade heart refining stone in his hand to Ji Qianlong, although it was only half a piece, but the volume had exceeded more than twice the piece of the heart refining stone that day, and in terms of quality, it was much stronger, enough to top three or four fist-sized lower-grade heart refining stones.

"Thank you. ”

Ji Qianlong took the heart refining stone, a hint of bright color flashed in her eyes, if she had this half of the heart refining stone, her strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds in the short term, and it would not be too much of a problem to reach the level of a hundred vein realm extreme powerhouse.

"Young Master Luo, what do you need to exchange for a spirit stone from me, or a cheat?"

Ji Qianlong looked up at the young swordsman, although the strength of this young man is very strong, but it can be seen that his skills and martial arts are not high, but his own talent is really amazing, and the low-grade martial arts have exerted great power, which can be at the peak of the middle of the Hundred Veins Realm, and he has the strength comparable to the extreme powerhouse of the Hundred Veins Realm.

"Don't worry about this first, wait until the next time you come out of the Chonglou Treasure Hall. ”

Luoyang smiled faintly and flew into the cave, and then at the entrance of the cave, all the gravel was sucked through, blocking the entrance.

Ji Qianlong frowned. Stand still. Then he glanced at the cave opened up in Luoyang.

"This young swordsman is a very nice man. With a tough personality and the slightest unmoved by external objects, nothing seems to be able to make his mind fluctuate, and he is really a very terrible swordsman. ”

Ji Qianlong thinks that her knowledge is not shallow, she has almost seen all the top geniuses of the younger generation in Dingyang Continent, but compared to those geniuses, this young swordsman is very special. This person never deliberately acts in a high-profile manner, but it is undeniable that no matter where he is, he will bloom with his own brilliance, and he is extremely talented, even if others don't want to notice him.

"What a strange person. ”

Ji Qianlong shook her head slightly, this type of kendo genius, she also encountered it for the first time, maybe Luoyang's strength is more than talent. And there is also a strong mind, which is almost cold reason

In the cave.

Luoyang sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the cave. A pair of pitch-black eyes, even in the black fog, shimmered brightly.

"Now there is no way to break through in a short period of time for cultivation, so I can only find a breakthrough in moves, artistic conception or sword intent, otherwise the improvement of strength will slow down. ”

With his current strength, although he is already the top combat power among the martial artists of the Hundred Veins Realm, there is still a long way to go to be invincible, at least the extreme powerhouses of the Hundred Veins Realm are not something he can kill at will.

"Fog. ”

Luoyang suddenly raised his head, spread his palms, and a trace of black mist continued to hover in his palms, and there was a sneering sound.

"Fog, tangible and non-substantial, visible, but can not be touched, ordinary fog, there is water mist or poisonous miasma, although the poisonous miasma can hurt people, but in essence, it cannot directly kill the human body like true qi. ”

"But the fog here is strange, and when it comes into contact with the true qi, there will be a collision that is not too violent, as long as the perception is sharp enough, it is easy to detect. ”

Luoyang looked at the black mist in the palm of his hand with burning eyes, and the true qi in his body formed an invisible qi cover in the palm of his hand, sealing the black mist inside.

Snort!

There was a subtle clashing sound, and the black mist wandered around in the light mask, like small sawtooth teeth, constantly cutting the true qi in his hand.

"Turning the virtual into the real, turning the real into the virtual, this is the most natural artistic conception of the virtual and the real. ”

Luoyang suddenly showed a faint smile on his face, the pure artistic conception of fog is not the most eager for him to comprehend, only by stripping out the illusory artistic conception contained in it, and even the artistic conception of reality, can he make rapid progress in the cultivation of artistic conception, and the integration of "mirror flowers and water moon" also needs enough artistic conception as a foundation.

Immediately, Luoyang gently closed his eyes, concentrated his mental energy, and began to peel off a trace of mystical artistic conception in the surrounding dense fog.

More than ten days have passed.

On this day, a very slight fluctuation suddenly came from the cave.

"Slash!"

An ordinary sword slashed out, and the sword light escaped into the invisible, but on the opposite stone wall, it suddenly annihilated a thick layer, and if it was shocked by the invisible, the mountain rock was all annihilated into powder.

"The artistic conception of illusion, forty percent, real artistic conception, thirty percent, no, there is still a distinction between the two artistic conceptions, which cannot be perfectly coordinated, and the fusion of the sixth move of "Mirror Flower Water Moon" is still a little worse. ”

Luoyang opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

In more than ten days, his artistic conception cultivation can be said to be making rapid progress, on the one hand, naturally because his comprehension is very high, in this mountain range containing the artistic conception of fog, to comprehend the artistic conception, it is almost like a fish in water, and on the other hand, it is also because he is contemplating the artistic conception, while still refining the heart refining stone in his hand, after more than ten days, his divine soul power has increased a lot, and has reached the peak of sixty percent, only one step away, he can break through to seventy percent, comparable to the powerhouse in the middle of the formation realm.

"Raised to sixty percent of the peak soul power, the effect of the lower grade heart refining stone began to weaken, it seems that after being raised to seventy percent, it is my limit. ”

Lower-grade heart refining stones, in fact, if ordinary martial artists use them, reaching sixty percent of their soul power is the limit, and for the powerhouses of the law realm, only the middle-grade heart refining stones are the most suitable for them, and the effect of the lower-grade heart refining stones is very weak, and ten fist-sized heart refining stones are estimated to not be able to increase their soul power too much.

If these people are allowed to know the Dao, Luoyang can use the low-grade heart refining stone to raise the soul power to the level of seventy percent, it is estimated that everyone will be stunned.

Not far away in another cave.

Ji Qianlong sat cross-legged on a stone platform, her hands were sealed, her body did not move, only the faint sound of breathing came slowly.

"The soul power has finally increased to six, reaching the limit of the lower-grade heart refining stone. ”

Click!

The heart refining stone in Ji Qianlong's hand suddenly shattered into powder, and the brilliance inside was dim, and it was obvious that the energy contained in it had been completely absorbed and turned into an ordinary stone again.

"My soul power has been increased to sixty percent, and my 'Red Dust Heart Refining Dafa' can also break through to the seventh level. ”

"Red Dust Heart Refining Dafa" is a ground-level top-level exercise, once it is practiced to the seventh level, it is equivalent to a ninth-level or even ten-level consummation of the ground-level middle-level exercise, and at that time, Ji Qianlong's strength will definitely skyrocket a lot, even if it is a hundred vein realm extreme powerhouse, it is not impossible to compete

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had been in the Black Mist Mountains for a whole month.

The Heavy Building Treasure Hall, the periphery of the second floor, outside the four side halls, gathered the top masters of the ghoul battlefield, but none of them could go deep into it.

"Ghost Elder, why did you say that those two juniors haven't appeared yet, are they quitting the ghoul battlefield?"

In the outer passage of a side hall directly south, Lou Jian's right arm was bandaged, his face was gloomy, and he was hidden in a shadow with the ghost elder, and asked gloomily.

"It's unlikely, with that kid's strength, even if he enters the second-layer treasure hall, he will have a certain competitiveness, and it is impossible to enter the treasure mountain and return empty, where it should be hidden now, maybe it is near us. ”

The ghost elder's gaze wandered, and a trace of subtle spiritual power was released, but he didn't dare to do it too obviously, because to this day, those who can enter the periphery of the second layer of the treasure hall are not a master, at least more than eighty percent of them are the extreme powerhouses of the Hundred Veins Realm, if they detect their spiritual power detection, most of them will cause unnecessary trouble.

"Damn, these two rats can really hide!"

In the shadows, there was the sound of Lou Jian gritting his teeth.

Brush!

At that moment, a faint figure landed near the two.

"Lou Jian, desperate. ”

The figure was extremely thin, with a ghost mask on its face, and when he saw that one of Lou Jian's arms had been broken, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that you two are not very lucky, the "Broken Dragon Spear" was actually cut off by someone, can you still dance the spear now?

"Mo Xiu, you'd better show me some respect when you speak!"

A look of jealousy flashed on the faces of Lou Jian and the ghost elder, and in an instant, Lou Jian was furious, although Mo Xiu's strength and the two of them were jealous, it was impossible to let him be humiliated.

"Respect, is it up to you?"

Mo Xiu smiled faintly: "Don't say that your right hand is broken now, and your strength has been greatly reduced, even if you are in your heyday, I will kill you like killing a dog, and I want to respect me, it seems that you are really living too freely." ”

"You!"

Lou Jian's face was hideous, and he wanted to make a move, but he was stopped by the ghosts around him.

"Mo Xiu, the two of us don't interfere with the river water with you, so why bother to say a run? Besides, in this situation, I'm afraid we are not your biggest competitors. ”

The ghost old man twitched the corners of his mouth expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice.

"Desperate, it seems that you still know a little bit. ”

Mo Xiu's gaze moved, and under the grimace mask, the two eyes glanced at the ghost elder, and said with his arms folded: "You really can't be called my competitors, now by the way, I will enclose you another news, the big sects of several nearby countries, the real masters have gathered here, although there is no movement in the six-rank sect, but there are many extreme powerhouses of the hundred-vein realm of the seven-grade sect, with the strength of the two of you, in front of these old immortals, it is estimated that it is not enough to see." (To be continued......)