Luo Shui said disapprenously: "In front of that senior, even the laws of the Great Dao can be directly ignored, and you are a few small realms higher than me, what can you take to enter his world?"

"You're just too conceited, that's true on Earth, and it's still true here. In my opinion, the person who really needs to restrain your mind and act carefully is not me, but yourself. ”

Hearing these words, 6 Zheng smiled and said nothing, the so-called "Bird's Nest Anzhi Honghu's ambition", it is difficult for people with different ideals to communicate.

Maybe one day, when Luo Shui enters a level close to him, she will begin to understand 6 Zheng's arrogance and conceit.

"In that case, you and I will go our separate ways! This is already the real realm of cultivating immortals, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and each depends on his ability. 6 Zheng said lightly and turned to leave.

"You ......" Luo Shui stomped his foot angrily.

This man is still so invincible, no matter how flat his tone is and how gentle his movements are, he can't hide the deep arrogance like a dangerous peak.

In the mountains and mountains, huge trees hugging several people together cover the sky and the sun, covering all the light in them.

Shout!

The golden light flashed, and 6 Zheng was killed in an instant, a low-level spirit beast equivalent to an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period.

"It seems that when I came out of the forbidden land, it was a safe place, and I walked all the way, and I didn't even encounter a monster with a decent head. 6 Zheng smiled slightly.

He had already killed hundreds of spirit beasts one after another, almost all of them killing with one move.

At this time, 6 Zheng is like a god of death walking in the world, wherever he goes, it will become a barren and dead place, and all the spirit beasts that were revealed by him were not spared, and they all became dead souls under the sword.

When it comes to the realm of cultivating immortals, the power of the Golden Divine Treasure can gradually be revealed.

Every time a spirit beast is killed, the ninety-nine sharp swords hidden by the Golden God will devour the beast soul in it, nourish the sword body, and make it more spiritual.

As for the flesh and blood essence of the spirit beast, 6 Zheng would not let it go, and all of them were thrown into the Qingying Ding, calcined by the demon fire, and quickly refined into one blood pill after another.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are two kinds of things that are most useful, the first is the spirit stone, and the second is the elixir.

At certain times, for certain groups, the value of the elixir is even far higher than that of the spirit stone.

6 Zheng understands this truth very well, since he is in the wilderness and deep mountains, he will not waste these spirit beasts, and he will refine a batch of blood pills first.

Even if he didn't need it for a long time, when he arrived in the bustling town where immortal cultivators gathered, he could use it as currency to exchange for some things he needed.

Suddenly, twenty miles away, several figures appeared, within the scope of 6 Zheng Lingnian's exploration.

When it came to the realm of cultivating immortals, although 6 Zheng's spiritual thoughts could not be done, covering a radius of hundreds of miles like on the earth, it was still possible to do it with a range of only twenty or thirty miles.

According to his experience, the area of this immortal cultivation realm is likely to be hundreds of times, or even a thousand times that of the earth, in order to suppress his spiritual ability in the late stage of Jindan from a radius of hundreds of miles to a range of only a few tens of miles.

After stepping into this world, the first batch of immortal cultivators he met couldn't help but make 6 Zheng interested.

Twenty miles away, in an area of a hundred zhang square, it seemed that a fierce battle had just ended, drenched in blood, broken limbs, and everywhere there was a bloody and tragic appearance.

"Waste, you Spirit Sword Sect people are really a bunch of useless waste!"

The person who spoke was handsome, pale-skinned, dressed in a glossy green robe, and spoke in a seductive and contemptuous tone, but it was a man.

"I didn't expect that in this kind of place, I could meet the green poison boy of the Blood Demon Valley. Alas, it's a pity, my magic weapon is only a set of medium-grade spiritual weapons, and even the strongest Qingfeng Sword is just a high-grade spiritual weapon, which is not as good as your Green Devil Dao Robe and Green Poison Sword. ”

Liu Changfeng leaned against a big tree, his face was pale, and he said weakly.

On his left arm, a sword wound was extremely deep, and it was faintly glowing green, as if some kind of strong poison was spreading rapidly, making his entire right arm swollen and covered with pus and blood.

"It's worthy of being a big disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, after being hit by my Green Poison Sword, it can still last so long. Looks like you're in the late stage of foundation building!"

The green poison boy laughed contemptuously and paced slowly, not worrying at all that the other party would run.

"Liu Changfeng, this way, I can give you a chance to live. You strip me of her clothes, and then send her to my Blood Demon Valley, and be my slave from now on, so that you don't have to die!"

The green poison boy pointed to the side, the girl who looked as pure as water, and said with a playful smile.

Liu Changfeng glanced at the girl fondly, it was his little sister Liu Ruoyi, who had been in love for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "You still kill me, if you die, what are you afraid of?"

"Senior brother!" Liu Ruoyi pear blossoms brought rain, crying and trembling.

The green poison boy sneered and said with a little regret: "What a hard bone, it's a pity not to be my slave." ”

At this time, Zhang Chengfeng, another disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, suddenly knelt down towards the green poison boy and kowtowed desperately.

As long as the green poison boy can spare my life, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for my son, and I will be a slave forever!"

"Childe has a crush on Liu Ruoyi, right, it's really a good vision, she is the daughter of the head of our Spirit Sword Sect, and there are countless suitors and admirers. Of course, compared to Gongzi, even if she gives you a concubine, it is already a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation. ”

Zhang Chengfeng said flatteringly, as long as he can survive, it doesn't matter what he is asked to do.

"Zhang Chengfeng, you are also my senior brother, the fifth-ranked disciple of the Inner Gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, and you are usually taken care of and cultivated by my father. You, you actually knelt down to the people of the Blood Demon Valley, and you still want to give me ......"

The more Liu Ruoyi spoke, the more angry she became, and her whole body trembled.

If it weren't for the fact that my father was an elder of the Spirit Sword Sect and the object he needed to woo hard, would he take a second look at me?"

"Don't think I don't know, you Liu family have long seen that I and my father are unhappy, and you think about getting rid of it all day long. Now, if you want to die, you have to die yourself, and Lao Tzu is too lazy to play the game of finding death with you!"

Zhang Chengfeng said bitterly, it seems that he has been grudging with the other two for a long time.

"You want to be my slave, don't you?" asked the Green Poison Boy with a sneer.

Zhang Chengfeng immediately nodded, used his hands and feet together, and climbed to his feet, "I am willing, I am willing, it is my blessing to be able to become a slave of Gongzi." As long as I can do things for my son, I will never give up!"

In fact, it is very dangerous to write about the city, and if you are not careful, you may be blocked, and there are too many sensitive places. I can't write it unless I keep repeating the slap in the face of those rich second generations

(End of chapter)