"I was beaten back by this little cub?"

Chang Sheng was shocked and angry, and his eyes when he looked at Cheng Jun suddenly became different.

It turned out that Cheng Jun's "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" was running non-stop, and Chang Sheng's feminine internal force that eroded into his body was intertwined with the internal breath of different species, and was transformed by "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra".

You must know that the medicinal power in his body is extremely abundant, once it is scattered, it is equivalent to more than a dozen masters each exerting their true power, and at the same time impacting hundreds of acupoints around the body from the body, there is a strong medicinal power inside, there is a feminine internal force outside, the true qi inside and outside is repeatedly agitated, and dozens of entrances on the body are broken through one by one, only to feel that the veins of the whole body are like a stream of mercury circulating everywhere, which is extremely comfortable.

In an instant, Cheng Jun only felt that all the discomfort in his body had dissipated, and was replaced by endless strength, as if there was a big mountain in front of him that could be smashed alive.

"Come again!" Cheng Jun roared, and took a step forward with both feet, and the bluestone slab under his feet suddenly cracked.

"Hmph!" was just a moment of surprise, and Chang Sheng immediately regained his previous disdainful look.

"It's just a bit of brute force, boy, do you think you'll make it back alive today?"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw his opponent slowly raise his head and turn his gaze on his face.

Just by glancing, Chang Sheng seemed to feel a fierce and terrifying aura rushing towards him, as if the ancient desolate beast had bared its sharp fangs, and it was facing him unscrupulously exuding a terrifying coercion.

"Master asked me to stay here for half an hour, and now it seems that it is not so difficult to complete Master's task......"

Cheng Jun's eyes flashed, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he slowly walked over step by step.

He is not tall, and his appearance does not look so hideous, he is dressed in black heavy armor, and he is clearly just an ordinary sword and shield soldier.

But every time he took a step forward, the momentum around him increased by a layer, as if the might of heaven and earth was all gathered in one, and he was as immobile as a mountain.

In the face of the opponent's rising momentum, this aura even made Chang Sheng's heart feel a little uneasy, only to feel tightness in his chest, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart.

Seeing that he is not yet twenty years old, how can he have such a majestic and powerful aura?

Who the hell is this guy?

Listening to his tone, it's clear that he's coming for himself?

A little doll who has built a foundation and cultivated is a big realm behind, and he even wants to claim to be dragging himself for half an hour?

But Chang Sheng couldn't laugh, he found that the other party's momentum was still rising, and even the airflow around his body was vaguely affected.

As a half-step congenital, Chang Sheng's will will naturally not be easily taken away, and the martial arts realm has been cultivated to this point, whether it is good or evil, whether it is open-minded or narrow-minded, and whether it is morally noble or despicable, there is one thing in common - "unswerving"!

At this point, he had completely put away his contempt, and instead regarded the black-armored young man in front of him as an opponent who could fight.

He twisted his head slightly, his neck made a crisp sound, and sneered: "Don't be ashamed!"

As soon as the words fell, Chang Sheng had already struck out with a palm.

There is no change in this move, there are no fancy tricks, just a flat palm, but the strength is strong and weak, swallowing and spitting, and the softest magic is born from the most rigid.

Cheng Jun didn't dodge or dodge, and also returned a punch, and the two of them intersected with their fists, and their bodies shook at the same time. Chang Sheng's face sank like water, and he smiled strangely: "Turn soil into iron bones, condense qi in the cold armor, it turns out that your miscellaneous internal breath is just to hide people's eyes and ears, and its core is the origin of the earth, no wonder it is so difficult!"

Cheng Jun couldn't understand Chang Sheng's words, but he had heard the master say that he was born before, so he nodded and said, "Probably!"

Chang Sheng said with a cruel smile: "In the sky is wet, in the earth is soil." Let's see how the old man breaks your thick and stable first earth origin!"

He suddenly moved, and pounced on him with great speed, attacking more than ten moves in an instant. Cheng Jun was forced by this stormy fast attack to not even have a chance to breathe, seeing that the opponent's palms were like the wind, and the moves were extremely fast, in an instant, the waist, legs, and shoulders had been hit by a leg and a palm.

Cheng Jun didn't realize it, he just shouted, his true qi spread all over his body, and he stubbornly guarded the key point of the portal with the dragon swallowing shield, and took the long knife in his right hand and swept it out.

In the field, the two of them fought fiercely, but the air was unconsciously covered with countless faint clouds, and the yellow mist was condensed and did not disperse, gradually covering the figures of the two in it.

Sheng Zimo looked at the situation in his eyes one by one, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"The realm of the upper and lower levels of the foundation building is actually able to fight back and forth with the opponent of the refining and refining Qi consummation realm? Is Chang Sheng too weak? Or is it ......?"

Recalling Xiao Qianli's arrangement, Sheng Zimo couldn't help but suddenly move in his heart.

It turned out that it was not that the Pure Yang Sect was cold-blooded, but that he believed that his apprentice would definitely be able to hold Chang Sheng for half an hour. But where did he get that confidence?"

At this time, Xiao Qianli had already gently pushed open a small door in front of him.

Behind him, there were corpses all over the ground, and under the full operation of "Dou Zhuan Xingxing", Xiao Qianli was like a fish in water in the melee. In order to deal with the powerful enemies in the house, he has tried to preserve his strength as much as possible.

The room was very large, with a large metal railing door on one side of the wall, and a large lock on the door had been removed, through which a smooth path could be seen leading deep underground.

On the other side of the room was a Buddhist altar, and an old man sat quietly on the futon with his back to the door, twisting Buddha beads in his hand, and muttering something softly in his mouth.

In the corner of the altar, there is a light smoke rising on the incense burner, this special incense is mixed with a variety of spices, not only the fragrance is elegant, but also can calm the nerves, it is the best product in the incense.

Xiao Qianli didn't pay attention to the old man with his back to him, but carefully inspected the gate, then stretched out his hand to pull it open, nodded and said to himself: "Presumably this is the entrance to the tunnel, a total of two hundred and sixty steps away from the venue, and the amount of work is really not small." ”

And when Xiao Qianli opened the unlocked iron door, there was a slight ripple in the air, but this fluctuation was extremely slight, and it was completely calmed down in just a blink of an eye.

Xiao Qianli showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, took a few steps forward, looked at the small doors leading to the sealed room next door, and muttered to himself: "It is said that every expensive auction item will be sent here to deal with, I don't know how to deal with it......?"

Xiao Qianli was talking to himself as he walked around the room wantonly, as if he hadn't seen the old man sitting with his back to him.

"But this act of taking living people as goods is really despised by my sect. In that case, it's better to just burn it down!"

Xiao Qianli just said that he would do it, reached into his arms and felt out a fire fold, and with a flick of his hand, he lit up everything that could ignite the fire next to him.

Soon the room was ablaze with smoke and smoke.

The old man finally turned around slowly, as if the futon on the ground had been installed with a mechanism, his hands and feet did not move, his body had already turned around, his eyes were slightly closed, and he said slowly: "Those who are convenient are born with great happiness and wisdom, and those who are wise are those who have realized the Dharma without their own wisdom." Twenty years ago, there was a war, and now there is an opponent, which is really gratifying!"

His voice was not loud, but a little hoarse, but as the voice sounded, the fire in the room suddenly shrank rapidly, and the sound of "wave" turned into nothing along with the black smoke.

Xiao Qianli saw that he finally turned around, and when he stared at him, he saw that his face was extremely strange, the left half of his face was ruddy, with smooth skin and smooth flesh, like a baby, and the right face was full of wrinkles, aging as if he was drooping and decaying.

"You think this seat is an opponent, but this seat doesn't care about you!"

Xiao Qianli replied lightly, but the old man opened his eyes in some surprise.

"What do you mean by that?"

Xiao Qianli looked at him quietly and suddenly smiled.

"Wu Daochen, the true monarch of bliss, is clearly the homonym of 'my Tao has been completed', with the size of heaven and earth, even if it is congenital, and still in the search, only those who are not ashamed of their words will proudly promote their 'Tao has been completed'. If this seat regards you as an adversary, will it not be disrespectful to heaven and earth?"

Wu Daochen was stunned, applauded and laughed: "Well said!"

He smiled and said, "When the wonderful guest comes, won't the old man come up with the best things to greet him?"

Xiao Qianli looked sideways, and saw a rare beauty on the left side who was charming and charming to the extreme, her skin was better than snow, and she had endless temptation, a pair of starry eyes revealed a blurred look, wearing a light veil as thin as cicada wings and light as a cloud, and two lotus arms that deceived the frost and snow were gently hugging Xiao Qianli's neck.

There is also a peerless beauty on the right side, but it is a cold beauty with white hair and cold face, her eyes are flickering, and her long white hair is flying in the wind, which has a strange charm, and her cold temperament can provoke a special desire to conquer.

Seeing the two stunning beauties appear, Xiao Qianli's eyes were full of pity, and he shook his head lightly and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it......'s a pity."

Wu Daochen smiled: "What's the pity?"

Xiao Qian left the two stunning women to hug him, and sighed: "These two wonderful law goddesses, it seems that the talent is also excellent, it can be regarded as a heavenly fragrance country, and they should have a peaceful and happy life, but unexpectedly you made a ding furnace, and now the fragrance is gone, but the soul is detained by you by the law of heaven and earth, and turned into a magic law demon, isn't it a pity?"

He just said "turning into a magic law heavenly demon", but the two beauties instantly turned into a blue-haired, extremely ugly asura, dressed in a skull, with knotted arms and five fingers as sharp as claws, holding Xiao Qianli tightly, opening his bloody mouth, Bai Sensen's teeth bit towards Xiao Qianli's neck.