"Mmmm, I understand, let that day come soon, and I'll take you to see the real world. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old man of the main god never spoke out again after saying this, maybe he also knew that Wu Ling had truly understood the future enemy, and for him, this was no longer his business alone, but the business of all the people who had fought side by side with him.

Since then, Wu Ling has understood what the main god man is, the human being who has ancient blood and is hidden, is the object of the main god's search, all the people who appear in the big world do not appear for no reason, nor because of fate, but the underlying subtle thing in the body that pulls them.

Wu Ling was the same, and Ling Tianxiang was the same, these people were all under the control of the main god, gathered together from one unknown realm after another.

These desolate beasts have the shape of changing the state of affairs, but they are actually the childish actions of the main god to disobey the creation god, Wu Ling knows that in the future, there will be more battles going on, so he wants to become stronger, at least the current goal is to march to the internal force realm.

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"Wow, it turns out that Sister Tianxiang and Brother Wu Ling are so compatible together, I don't want to disturb your beautiful scenery when I see it. Xiao Jing exclaimed in a mischievous voice from behind Wu Ling, and the two of them realized that their hands had been clasped together from the beginning and had never been separated.

Ling Tianxiang retracted her shy face, she knew that this Xiao Jing in front of her was amazing, innocent and lively was her little character, and cheerful entertainment was her favorite thing to do.

"Xiaojing, you got something?"

Ling Tianxiang let go of Wu Ling's hand, then turned around and asked.

Wu Ling heard it in a fog, "What is it?"

"Door slasher, isn't Brother Wu Ling something I've been thinking about?" opened a big eye with a question mark, looking at Wu Ling with a wry smile.

"Where do I have concerns, I just want to know when the door chopping knife will be able to be used, Xiaojing, don't you know, people who like to use knives are born with good luck......

Wu Ling didn't know how this sentence sounded so familiar, as if it was first quoted by Emperor Xiangling.

"People who like sugar gourds will not be too lucky. ”

As soon as she thought of the rock sugar gourd, Wu Ling seemed to have forgotten what she had promised Xiao Jing at the beginning, and said that she would bring the sugar gourd to her when she came back after every mission was completed, but this time she forgot it, and it was a sin.

"Uh...... Xiao Jing, that sugar gourd, I ...... Shall I bring it to you on my next mission?"

Xiao Jing looked at Wu Ling, first blinked her eyes, then looked at Ling Tianxiang, blinked her eyes again, and then jumped her little feet very excitedly, and kept shouting: "Ah, ah, Brother Wu Ling said that he would bring me a rock sugar gourd, deceive, deceive people......"

Wu Ling stayed and couldn't move, it turned out that you also forgot, I wouldn't have said it if I had known.

In the end, after Ling Tianxiang comforted her for a long time, Xiao Jing calmed down this greedy little character, otherwise Wu Ling might never see the door slasher again.

At this time, Wu Ling came to the place where he had trained the critical conversion rate of internal force, where countless wooden stakes were erected.

Compared to when he first appeared, Wu Ling had a lot more.

In the fifth-layer internal force realm, the critical conversion rate of the internal force has also soared directly to forty percent, reaching the passing line of the seven-layer internal force realm, perhaps because of the effect of the innate origin qi, Wu Ling can always be promoted unconsciously, which is something that others cannot envy.

The door chopping knife was grasped by Wu Ling in his hand, the blade was extremely cold, like a peerless lonely horse, without a trace of filth and impregnation, Wu Ling almost fell into the attraction of the sword soul, and almost forgot the region he was in, this knife is a demon knife!

The concept of the demon knife appeared in the knowledge inheritance of the big world, in the era when human beings first began to multiply, there were countless strong people, most of these strong people have a weapon, when they fall in battle, the soul will be reshaped, and finally look for a new attachment, after shaping, the attachment of the soul and the weapon, there is only a few tenths of a percent chance of success, so the success rate can be said to be minimal,

But as long as the attachment is successful, the weapon will have another shining name, which is the demon weapon!

And the power of demon weapons will basically fly to another level, and it is not comparable to ordinary mortal weapons.

This door slashing knife that Wu Ling grasped was a weapon that had been possessed by a soul, and it was a demon knife.

"It's so domineering, it's the same as descending the dragon's palm, it's just to the yang, and it's really a good knife. Wu Ling's eyes lit up, and his tone was very surprised.

As he spoke, Wu Ling slashed his way and swung towards one of the wooden stakes, and the blade of the thunderbolt was like two endless starlight, shining directly on the wooden stake, and the stake was broken when it was stopped at the waist.

"It's so sharp!"

"What a tantrum!"

Two voices appeared at the same time, which surprised Wu Ling.

When I thought about it, I realized that it was the voice of the old man of the main god.

"You use forty percent of the critical conversion rate of internal force to slash at the low-level wooden stake, can you not cut it off!" The old man of the main god finally turned back into the old man who slammed the door.

"So that's the case, no wonder it breaks ......," Wu Ling sighed slightly.

The old man of the main god seemed to be jumping over the wall, constantly crying and shouting, as if the wooden stake cut by Wu Ling was irreversible.

"You can restore it if you are a stake, you know how much time it took me. The crying father and shouting mother-like names made Wu Ling want to cover his ears.

"It's just a broken stake, there are so many here, you can repair it slowly in the future. ”

Wu Ling's answer was even more angry with the old man of the main god, but his innocent face made Xiao Jing and Ling Tianxiang in the distance smile, how could there be such a person as Wu Ling in the world, sometimes serious, sometimes caring, sometimes naïve, sometimes stupid, maybe this is the most real him.

"I have entered the five-layer internal force realm, and the critical conversion rate of the internal force is about the passing line of the seventh-layer internal force realm, the span of such progress is not large enough, it depends on my lack of cultivation and experience, I have to work harder. ”

Wu Ling, who muttered softly, almost didn't get angry with the old man, and his speech was not on a line at all, until the end, it was still Xiao Jing's mouth that calmed the old man's turbulent heart, otherwise, it is estimated that Wu Ling would make more human moves.

Ling Tianxiang has a deep understanding of this, just like when he chased Wu Ling, Wu Ling's love is ignored, and he can always anger people from the sky to the ground.

In this way, Wu Ling carried a door chopping knife and constantly challenged the wooden stake, while Ling Tianxiang and Xiao Jing were admiring Wu Ling's cultivation on the side.

On the one hand, there is the collision of strength and internal force, on the other hand, there is the "fusion" of fragrance and handsomeness, and the two scenery perfectly interpret what is called "beauty of rivers and mountains". (To be continued.) )