Chapter 1032 One Percent at the Peak

Lan Qing's jealousy of Ao Shuang may have something to do with the latter's many times against her on the surface, but from the point of view of Ju Dacheng Dù, it still comes from the jealousy in her heart, a few months ago, the strength of the two was still about the same, and Ao Shuang even had to use all his strength to win, but now, the gap is already different.

If Lan Qing continues like this, then there is no need to think about it at all, the gap between the two will get bigger and bigger.

This is a very bad grudge.

Thinking is born from the heart, and resentment arises in the thought, which will not only have an impact on the heart of the warrior, but also destroy the mood and beliefs, like Zhang Jianmo, Lei Pride, Swordsman and others, can still lose freely, not to mention what benefits are gained, at least, there is no arrogant hatred.

The same is true of mindfulness and evil thoughts.

Righteous path martial artists, pay attention to doing things without being ashamed, and it is also related to ordinary cultivation exercises and spiritual skills, if they are allowed to conspire to harm others and betray their promises, they will also block the path of cultivation because of the shadow side in their hearts.

For example, some martial artists who cultivated evil skills on the Lingyu Continent, such as Gu Gongzi, Demon Slayer, and even Cun Zài who had triggered the forbidden realm, had been attacked by the evil martial artists of the world, and their ordinary style was to do whatever they wanted, whether it was greed, evil thoughts, or desires that arose in their hearts.

Lan Qing is also a proud person, she has been pampered since she was a child, and she can't tolerate others in her eyes, before fighting with Ao Shuang, she was also smooth sailing on the road of cultivation, but after tasting the fruits of defeat, the pride in her heart also drove her to become an intriguer, like a poisonous woman with a femme fatale's heart.

But no matter what, the arrogance at this time is really done: he doesn't move, no one dares to fight!

He stood on the martial arts stage, although he didn't find out who to fight with, but he didn't seem to put anyone on the top of the mountain in his eyes, his sword eyebrows were angry and angry, his expression was extremely arrogant, this kind of arrogant spirit was obviously not something that a casual genius martial artist could have.

"Lan Qing, since you don't have any available chess pieces at the moment, then I won't spend it with you, seeing that there is still a day before the end of the Sige Small Meeting, you can continue to challenge on your own, I am in the audience, if anyone wants to fight, I will accompany you." ”

After speaking, Ao Shuang's figure was between ups and downs, and the self-performing martial arts platform fell to the pillar representing the Soul Pavilion, and after two tests and two battles, it was obvious that the rest of the elite disciples of the Soul Pavilion on the stone pillar had changed slightly in their eyes when they looked at the former.

When Ao Shuang stepped down, it was also announced that the second day of the Four Pavilion Meetings had passed, and at this time, it was getting late, and in addition to the snowflakes in the sky that had gradually become scarce, the scene of the large void shattering that was originally created by the Great Wind Cloud Pupil had gradually returned to a normal scene.

And after Ao Shuang closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, for a full six hours, that is to say, the entire night, no one came on stage to fight, except for the martial arts platform that was originally known to have some kind of self-healing ability and was made of earth and soul rock, there was no change, and the top of the mountain peak was also completely silent.

In the early morning of the third day of the Four Pavilions Meeting, when the first rays of morning light shone down, a martial artist finally jumped onto the martial arts platform, took out a thin cicada wing from the space ring, and took out a light willow knife, pointed obliquely at the stone platform of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, and said sharply.

"Lonely Sword King, lonely at night, please fight, the fifty-ninth place on the "Magnificent List", the King of Wind Poison, Wind Poison!"

After hearing the word 'Wind Poison', many disciples hurriedly used the aura in their bodies to wrap themselves in, perhaps saying that the strength of this 'Clear Wind Poison King' Wind Poison was not very strong, but this person's whole body was poisonous, and even his cultivation place in the Heaven and Earth Pavilion was extremely remote.

"Boom...... Night loneliness, isn't it just a year ago, I robbed your disciple of your contribution value in an outing mission? I also paid the price for this, why, still can't I let go of the mustard in my heart? I really want to defeat me in front of so many people?"

With a sinister laugh, a martial artist whose whole body was shrouded in black robes suddenly appeared on the martial arts stage, this person should be wind poison, and I saw that around his body, some kind of flame-like green mist rose faintly, which made people's eyes tremble.

"Can't let go of the mustard in my heart, the wind poison, the punishment you received is not enough for me at all, do you know? What I used my disciple's contribution points to exchange for was an elixir to cure my mother, but it was ......."

Speaking of this, while the willow knife in his hand trembled, a sad look suddenly crossed his eyes, and there was no need to say more, everyone guessed what happened a year ago, the pain of losing his mother is incomparably huge for anyone.

"However, I thank you! Wind Poison, it is you who let me really know that in this world, no one can let me rely on, all I can rely on is myself, and the knife in my hand, today, in addition to defeating you here in front of all my disciples, I also want to invite you to fight with you, whether you agree or not!"

After Ye Lonely finished speaking, the willow knife in his hand suddenly came out of his hand, and under the combination of his hands, one after another knives were formed by him, and in a silver sword, in addition to the resentful look in his eyes, the sword light, the knife shadow, and the knife also burst out together!

"Boy, if you want to hold me or even kill me, in addition to talking about it, you also want to show your strength......"

Perhaps because of being a poison cultivator, even when Feng Poison was speaking, his voice was full of a sense of yin and detection.

The hands were raised high in the shape of supporting the sky, and pieces of miserable green spiritual light suddenly escaped from its flying cuffs, and at its feet, an ancient staff like a withered vine suddenly appeared......

......

Just when the night was lonely and the wind poison was fighting, the arrogance sitting on the stone platform of the Soul Pavilion was not idle, but the soul power was restrained, and the soul body in the sea of knowledge broke out from the center of the eyebrows, and drilled into the source of ten thousand crocodiles, he couldn't wait to see what kind of richness the aura would reach after adding a full eighteen large spiritual veins.

"This ......"

Even if he entered the source of ten thousand crocodiles with his soul body, his physical feelings may not be very clear, but the scene in his eyes still made him frightened.

In Ao Shuang's memory, even though he already has a large-scale spiritual vein, but because of the particularity of the space-type holy rank spiritual weapon, the reason why it has not been nourished for ten thousand years, the scene in the source of ten thousand crocodiles is still relatively desolate, but at this moment, the word 'desolate' can't match the scenery in front of him.

The rolling mountains are completely green in color, all kinds of spiritual flowers and plants, which also grow under an ancient tree or on a cliff, in addition, rivers and waterfalls are interspersed among them, faintly, there are actually some fish playing in it, of course, the most important thing for Ao Shuang is that it is comparable to the concentration of aura in the Blue Sun Dao Sect.

As the ancestor of the heaven-swallowing predator family who was praised by the Demon Emperor as the 'ancestor of ten thousand rivers' in ancient times, the source of ten thousand crocodiles is already a space of its own, mountains, rivers, and plants and trees in all directions are operating according to certain rules, perhaps this is the real source of ten thousand crocodiles, looking at the vibrant scene in front of him, the heart of the proud heart is also a lot more comfortable.

Mo Tian, who was sitting in the sky, seemed to have guessed the former's thoughts, and shook his head: "Boy, don't you think that the source of ten thousand crocodiles in front of you is the peak state, right? To tell you the truth, it's far from it, although I haven't seen the true peak of the source of ten thousand crocodiles, but as the only space-type holy weapon on the Lingyu Continent, I'm afraid that the aura of this kind of Cheng dù is less than one percent of the peak state." ”

What the?

Listening to Mo Tian's words, Ao Shuang was really shocked, counting some small and medium-sized spirit veins, there are nearly twenty large spirit veins in the source of ten thousand crocodiles today, but they are less than one percent of the peak state?

More than 2,000 large spiritual veins!

Ao Shuang privately guessed, I'm afraid that even in the current Blue Sun Dao Sect, there are not so many, right?

But if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable, even if the Blue Sun Dao Sect is regarded as the first and second grade sect on the Lingyu Continent today, the Heaven Devouring Predator clan in ancient times did not represent a second-grade sect or a first-grade sect, but a terrifying race, in this race, every Cun Zài is extremely fierce and powerful.

There is no comparison between the two.

Call......

Thinking of this, Ao Shuang couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then looked at the black egg over there that still showed a hint of brokenness......

This little thing is the last bloodline of the Heaven Devouring Predator Clan, and he has signed an equal blood contract with himself, and he thinks of the "Predator Creation Technique" that he has cultivated, so it is reasonable and reasonable, and Ao Shuang can't let it have any obstacles when it obtains innate qualifications.

From the Demon Heaven, Ao Shuang also learned one thing more than once, that is, all spirit beasts, or human martial artists, have innate qualifications, and the higher the level of the race, the more obvious this innate qualification will be.

"Little Swallowing Predator...... I will surely let you be born with the golden key in your mouth...... Because I don't want to ...... I'm the only contract spirit animal...... It's a piece of waste......."

It seemed to be able to understand what Ao Shuang said, and the black egg suddenly trembled when the former's voice had not yet fallen, and a trace of dark green breath, mixed with a dark gray breath representing the crocodile's evil breath, rose like a spiritual flame, and a small piece of space above was scorched and a little ethereal.