The air was completely shattered, and Jimo was hit with a vacuum, and the magic weapon flew up, and the four monks were not afraid of life and death, and the strength of the heavens could not be underestimated.

Jimo no longer cared too much about the other three monks, the fist wind enveloped one of the monks, and stepped on the end of the world under his feet, dodging the fatal injuries inflicted on him by the three monks, and the monk who was shrouded by the fist wind was quickly defeated and suppressed by Jimo.

"Boom!"

Jimo struck the magic weapon that flew to his side with his backhand, and the other hand had already slashed at the monk's neck, and the monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes showed incredulity, and finally exploded with a bang.

"Die!"

The gap in the four monks was opened, and the pressure on Jimo was drastically reduced, but he was also covered in blood, which was his own blood, and the cyan robe had been dyed black, but he didn't care.

Although these injuries looked miserable, they were actually just ordinary injuries, and they couldn't affect him much at all.

Thirty strokes later, he struck another monk at the cost of a bone-deep blood groove on his shoulder. He had no sorrow or joy, and completely ignored those injuries.

There were still two monks left, and the wind of the ink fist howled, completely suppressed the two monks, and after a moment of entanglement, he killed one of the monks, and this time he was not injured. The remaining monk only resisted ten moves, and was shattered by Jimo and killed directly in the eleventh move.

Sitting on the ground and resting, there is a sense of vitality, and those injuries will only recover in half an hour. This time, Jimo finally took out the Questioning Halberd and dealt with five more powerful monks, and it was already difficult for Jimo to do it with his bare hands. This reminded him of the five slaves who dealt with Yan Chen.

He took the Asking Heart Halberd and smashed into the encirclement of the five monks, the Asking Heart Halberd was powerful, and it was tempered by him many times, and its sharpness had long surpassed that of ordinary magic weapons. The halberd swung and a magic canopy exploded.

Although these monks were powerful, the magic weapons they used were extremely ordinary, and they couldn't withstand Jimo's brute force at all. How does Jimo know that when Yi Zhixuan made these phantom monks back then, he completely referred to the system of ordinary modifications, but Jimo's reference object was Feng Gongzi and other Tianjiao, and the gap between them was like a stream and a big river.

This time with a sharp weapon, Jimo was not injured again, he entered the monks, rampaged, singled out the weaknesses of these monks, and relied on his own advantages to defeat the enemy.

The five monks were soon buried under the halberd, and Jimo did not stop, and directly killed the six monks at the checkpoint guarded, followed by seven monks, eight monks, and nine monks.

By the time there were nine monks, all of those monks were at the peak of the heavens, and they were only half a step away from breaking through.

After solving the nine monks, Jimo stepped out again, this time it was a Terran monk who begged for two heavens, with a momentum like a dragon and no restraint. When Jimo stepped into his territory, the monk controlled the oppression and pressed Jimo mercilessly.

Jimo waved the Question Halberd, stirred the momentum, and was invincible, he flew directly into the air, collapsed the monk's magic weapon, and then put away the Question Halberd, and had a hand-to-hand fight with the monk.

In the three hundred rounds of the battle, Ji Mo pulled half of his arm, and at the cost of broken bones, blocked the monk's powerful Dao attack and killed the monk.

Absorbing the three strange qi gifted by this monk, Jimo felt that his realm was vaguely loosened, and there were faint traces of breakthrough. After fighting for so long, killing more than a hundred monks and beasts, Jimo finally touched the edge of the breakthrough.

After a little thought, Jimo crossed his knees on the ground, took out a Dao Stone, introduced the aura in the Dao Stone into his body, and silently operated the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra".

The surging aura in the Dao Stone entered the body, along a fixed route, and it was only ten days since the previous breakthrough, and Jimo made a breakthrough again. In more than two dozen battles, he has already touched the boundary of the breakthrough.

The Vitality Dao Yun repaired his injuries in an orderly manner, and the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" guided the aura in the Dao Stone into his body, crashing into his entrance, and opening the shackles that shackled him to break through.

When the aura accumulates to a certain extent, it directly forms a golden river, and marches towards the entrance.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The torrent of aura formation continued to collide with that shackle, and the "Tibetan Emperor Sutra" operated, bringing more aura to Jimo and allowing him to use it to break the level.

"Boom!"

After hundreds of collisions, the entrance was finally opened, the aura broke the embankment, and the flow of the vast soup expanded nearly thirty times to the dantian. Jimo's meridians are thicker, flexible and powerful.

In the golden dantian, a black bead hung in the air, and the golden light was poured on its back, like a black moon. The entire dantian was bathed in golden light, and under the golden light, there was a big tripod wrapped in sixty-four gossip.

What was suppressed in the Great Ding was the peerless Tianjiao of the Forgotten Dust Sect, Yan Chen. Suddenly, the big ding vibrated unconsciously, but it was suppressed by an invisible light wave that swept across the black bead. And all this, Jimo didn't know.

After breaking through, Jimo got up and put away the Dao Stone, broke the air with his fist, and cracked a huge vacuum, Jimo pursed his lips and smiled, his strength was much stronger again, and he had the confidence to challenge the two Heavenly Beggars and Two Heavenly Monks.

The Divine Soul is also more than twice as powerful, but the Divine Soul is still scattered and cannot form a huge power.

He dragged the Questioning Halberd into the battle, and these two Heavenly Beggar Twin Heaven monks were much more powerful than the previous one, that is, Mo Che fought and left, shattered their magic weapons, and used the Questioning Halberd to suppress them.

His strength increased, and his combat power increased accordingly, but after more than two hundred rounds, the two monks were defeated one after another. He also suffered some minor injuries, which were harmless, and he could completely resist with the help of a strong physical body, not to mention that there was a steady source of replenishment of vitality Dao Yun.

The inverted Questioning Halberd entered the camp composed of three monks, and swept across.

The camp composed of four monks was still the same, but it took more time, a full hour of fighting, Jimo used all his tricks, burst out of the devouring remnants, and finally defeated the four monks, but he was also hit hard, and the realm that had just been promoted jumped out of the float and almost fell back.

For the camp of five monks, Jimo was already feeling a lot of pressure, but he still rushed in after resting for three hours.

After four hours of fighting, one of Jimo's arms was almost removed, and his chest was also pierced by a magic weapon, and by the time he killed all five monks, he had already fallen to the ground without strength, and the severe injury made him no longer able to get up.

In his will, a battle can only be won and lost. So he fought hard and won a victory, but the price was extremely high. He was pushed to the limit, all his strength exploded, and even the sycamore branches were sacrificed, but unfortunately, the vacuum flames on the sycamore branches had no effect on the phantom monks.

Lying on his back on the ground, letting the blood flow, his own vitality is being repaired, as long as the bleeding can't completely drain him to death, he doesn't have to worry about anything else. Now that it has reached its limit, the six monks, Jimo only have one defeat, and the realm that has just been promoted has gone through several ups and downs, and almost fell back. This is Jimo's most cowardly promotion among all realms.

I couldn't take my eyes off the blue sky, above which was a flowing blue sea, like a blue sky, but there were no white clouds. The blue ocean is constantly flowing, and Jimo's heart is also constantly fluctuating.

It's been almost a month and a half since I stepped into the small secret realm, and if you count the time that has passed in the blue ocean, it's almost April. In four months, there was fate, there was killing, there was fleeing, there was recklessness, and even Jimo felt that his relationship with Yanran was also improving.

From the initial timidity, to the present to the battle to cultivate power, from the original fear of the dust, to now suppress the dust in the dantian, from the beginning of the simple thinking, to now think deeper, the desire for strength is also more and more powerful.

He wants to become stronger, so strong that no one can control him, and then on a quiet day, he quietly hides with Lao Mo, takes care of him for the rest of his life, if possible, and Yanran, then find a place to live in peace, no one dares to disturb.

Lao Mo's revenge had already been avenged at that time, even if he faced Yanran's coldness every day, he would occasionally get a smile.

Jimo's eyes slowly blurred, and he fell asleep groggyly, sleeping in a sweet dream woven by himself. After the love affair has changed, there are always all kinds of feelings, wanting to find another person to talk to, but Jimo can't find it, and finally he chose Zhou Gong in his dream.

The blue sea is still flowing, the coral forest is silent, and a young man in green clothes with blood is lying on his back on a long road. The blue light flickered, sparkling, as if entering a fairyland, wonderful to the extreme, the firefly-like brilliance, dotted on the boy, and quietly dispersed.

"Boom. ”

This is the sound of the waves of the blue sea, and there is a long dragon in the blue sea to stir the tide, causing waves to string together.

The young man opened his eyes suddenly, waved his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and the scabbed blood was once again smeared on his face, making a big flower face.

Jimo gasped sharply, this dream is not led by himself after all, it is Zhou Gong who dominates the dream. The beauty in the dream is shattered, but I am too weak, so what about the reality? Dream, why is it not a true portrayal of reality?

Dragging the Halberd of Inquiry to his feet, his injuries had barely recovered, and he walked forward with great strides and strength. The previous battles were won one by one, even if he faced the powerhouses of the middle stage of the six Heavenly Beggars at the same time, he had no chance of winning, and this step had to go out.

"Boom!"

Jimo stepped out, his vision changed, and this time there were no six monks. What emerges is a road that leads to an endless and far-reaching road, winding, full of thorns, and ravines. At the end of the road, a huge throne of white bones was erected, and the back of the throne was a monument engraved with names.

On that thorny road, there were countless dead corpses, and at the first step of Jimo's footlift, there was a colorful tiger that was pierced through the throat.

Jimo quietly looked at the endless distance, at the end of the road, the throne under the white bone monument, and suddenly had an understanding.

"Is this my way? a road of kings full of thorns, and it is also a road of the dead......

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