Ge Liang sighed in his heart, he knew a little about Wu Xiaoyao and Rou Xue, and sighed that life was impermanent!

Wu Xiaoyao has infinite scenery and fame in the eyes of outsiders, and Ge Liang has seen it more far-reaching through the eyes of those who have come before.

A woman, will the Tianbao City City Lord's Mansion tear his face with the Burial Sword Villa for this?

No!

His own realm and strength are the most important, Wu Xiaoyao is just a cultivator in the middle of the memory realm, and in Xuantie City, it is an existence that others admire.

In Tianbao City, there are many people in the late stage of the Memories Realm, so what can Wu Xiaoyao do with the grief and anger in his heart? Could it be that he wants to fight against the Burial Sword Villa with the strength of one person?

Burial Sword Villa, one of the three major forces within a radius of thousands of miles, second only to the City Lord's Mansion of Tianbao City, and its comprehensive strength is higher than that of the Extreme Cold Palace.

Such a peak existence in the eyes of outsiders is by no means something that one person can compete with, let alone one person who can decide the survival of the Burial Sword Villa!

Ge Liang knew Wu Xiaoyao too well, and he knew him even more than his grandson Ge Quai.

Wu Xiaoyao seems to listen to the persuasion of others, but in fact he is a very assertive person, how many people can influence what he decides?

No matter how much he says, he will stop it, he will not hesitate, even if it will cost him his life in the end.

Ge Liang couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, he knew what Wu Xiaoyao would do in the end, so why did he bother to persuade him.

"Wu Xiaoyao, a man is born between heaven and earth, and some things are known to be death, and he will not hesitate. ”

Ge Liang patted Wu Xiaoyao on the shoulder, turned around and left the room.

Wu Xiaoyao looked at Ge Liang's distant back, the old man with a straight body in the past, but his body bent down at this moment.

"Uncle Ge, Xiaoyao has embarrassed you and broken your heart. ”

Wu Xiaoyao clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said word by word: "Rou Xue is the love of my life, I will never allow others to marry her, never!"

He needs to improve his strength, strong enough to control the life and death of others!

Wu Xiaoyao was still anxious and reasonable, if he rushed back to the Burial Sword Villa now, without Dongfang Zhentian's action, Dongfang Da's henchman Ziyi could kill him in an instant.

"Black Scale!!"

Wu Xiaoyao used his spiritual thoughts to summon the black scales that were cultivating in the Spirit Demon Refining Tower, and in the blink of an eye, the black scales appeared in front of Wu Xiaoyao.

"Immediately return to the Sword Villa, Dongfang Da wants to marry Rouxue. You go back to protect Rouxue secretly for me, and when I see her, I want her to be intact!"

Black Scale nodded, a hideous look flashed in his eyes, and said, "If you say a word, I will be completely sure to kill Dongfang Da, wouldn't it save trouble?"

"He moved the idea of marrying Rou Xue, he should die!" Wu Xiaoyao's eyes widened, and he roared: "I will kill him with my own hands!"

"Understood!"

Wu Xiaoyao only felt that his mind was full of killing intent, and that monstrous killing intent almost made him lose his mind several times.

It's not good, it's going crazy!

Wu Xiaoyao knew that it was not good, and vaguely felt uneasy, so he tore off the three Buddhist holy fruits he wore around his neck - vajra beads.

Vajra beads, can calm the mind and calm the soul, Wu Xiaoyao played with the vajra beads, and tried his best to get the distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Gradually, the killing intent in his mind had the meaning of retreating, and Wu Xiaoyao took the opportunity to urge the spiritual thoughts, and his soul was like a wisp of smoke, integrating into the spirit demon refining tower.

"Tower Master, the old man hopes to get a drop of spirit beast blood, and the old man will choose the most talented boy of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan for the tower. ”

Wu Xiaoyao appeared again, and the Dapeng Ancestor seemed to see hope, and made a promise as soon as he opened his mouth, as long as Wu Xiaoyao gave a drop of essence blood, he was bound to bring the best people of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan to Wu Xiaoyao.

"I need to improve the realm as quickly as possible!" Wu Xiaoyao ignored the Dapeng Ancestor's request, his eyes staring at the Dapeng Ancestor.

He desperately needed a way, a way to quickly ascend to the realm, not some of the most loyal and gifted men.

Refused?

Dapeng Ancestor shook his head and slowly closed his eyes, as if only by closing his eyes could he accept the fact of rejection.

"Swallow the Moon!!"

Wang Tunyue of the Moon Swallowing Spirit Wolf Clan appeared in Wu Xiaoyao's spiritual call, saluted Wu Xiaoyao on one knee, and said respectfully: "Master, you call the Moon Swallowing Moon?"

Wu Xiaoyao glanced at the Dapeng Ancestor, and as soon as the moon swallowed appeared, the eyes of the Dapeng Ancestor with his eyes closed suddenly opened, which made Wu Xiaoyao's heart full of resentment!

"I need to improve my realm and improve my strength. Tell me that you can help your master do what he wants. ”

"The master is the master of the tower, there is a way, and I don't know if the master will agree with this method. ”

"Say!"

"The master only needs to go to the first floor of the tower and wipe out one ten-thousandth of the demonic beast on the first floor of the tower, and the aura essence gathered is enough to help the master advance to the late stage of the Memory Realm. ”

"Absolutely not, in this way, the one-in-ten-thousandth of the demonic beast will lose the opportunity to reincarnate, and it will not be beneficial to the tower master's cultivation in the future!"

Dapeng Ancestor's face changed, and he denied the feasibility of this method.

Wu Xiaoyao took a deep breath and waved his clenched fist in the void, "That's it!"

"Tower Master, if you go against the sky like this, how can you survive the 369 Heavenly Tribulation in the future? ”

Dapeng Ancestor dissuaded, Wu Xiaoyao glanced at him coldly, and laughed wildly: "What a sentence against the sky."

At the beginning of my TMD cultivation, I understood that cultivation is a, and cultivation is to go against the sky!"

On the first floor of the tower, Wu Xiaoyao sat cross-legged alone, and with a movement of his spiritual thoughts, one ten-thousandth of the demonic beasts was instantly wiped out.

Wu Xiaoyao did not hesitate to operate the Ice Dragon Refining Skill and the Frozen Rainstorm, and the essence gathered after the one-ten-thousandth demonic beast was wiped out turned into a pillar of light, surging into Wu Xiaoyao's body.

The gushing essence refined Wu Xiaoyao's body, and the dark and unpleasant impurities were forcibly expelled from the body.

The cold aura aura formed by the fusion of the cold fire and the fire of yin qi smelted the aura essence that rushed into the body.

Wu Xiaoyao's body is like a strong man who has been hungry for half a month, and his vision is full of delicious food when he is dying, at this moment he can't wait to open a few more mouths, he is a death, he would rather die!

One ten-thousandth of the demonic beasts were wiped out, and the amount of essence had reached an unbelievable level, but even so, the gathered essence was not enough to meet the smelting of the cold aura and spiritual fire.

The cold aura aura was as if it had spirituality, and while conveying the information that the essence was insufficient, Wu Xiaoyao was shocked, and his heart was ruthless, and he once again used the spiritual mind to obliterate the one-ten-thousandth of the demonic beast on the first floor of the tower.

The rich watery aura essence envelops Wu Xiaoyao, and Wu Xiaoyao at this moment seems to be bathing, the difference is that the bath is with water, while Wu Xiaoyao is bathed in a rich aura.

The billions of pores on the body were breathing greedily, and the aura essence was integrated into the body, instantly smelted by the cold aura and spiritual fire, and then transformed into a spiritual juice that Wu Xiaoyao himself could absorb and not reject.

Two out of ten thousand of the demonic beasts were wiped out, and Wu Xiaoyao couldn't sense the request from the cold aura and spiritual fire, so he calmed down and devoted himself to cultivation.

Rumble!

Time flies, Wu Xiaoyao can't tell how long it has been, and now he only has one feeling, facing Dongfang Da's henchman Ziyi, the murderer who killed the poisoned arrow, he is confident that he can kill the other party in an instant.

Ziyi was a late-stage cultivator of the Memory Realm, and from the moment he opened his eyes, Wu Xiaoyao knew that he had broken through to the Great Perfection Realm in the late stage of the Memory Realm.

With a gap of one realm, killing the purple clothes in the late realm of the Memory Realm in seconds is a breeze for Wu Xiaoyao.

"Congratulations to the master for making a breakthrough!" Swallow Yue knelt down on one knee in front of Wu Xiaoyao and arched her hand: "Master, now that you are a cultivator of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Memory Realm, why don't you take the opportunity to break through in one fell swoop and step into the Soul Realm?"

Psychic Realm?

It was the first time that Wu Xiaoyao had heard others mention the realm division behind the Memory Realm, which reminded him of the Poison Hand Medicine King who cultivated in the Burial Sword Villa, the poor worm whose body was occupied by the vampire troll king.

Isn't he a soul realm, a strong man who can fly in the air without a flying sword.

I remember that as soon as he appeared in Tianbao City, the powerhouses of the three major forces of Leng Ao, Dongfang Earthquake, and Moon Frost took the initiative to show up to visit, and they did everything they could to win him over.

Wu Xiaoyao fell into the memory, and couldn't help but sigh at this time, who would dare to believe that a guy who was a water attribute waste in the eyes of others had entered the late stage of the memory realm in a short period of time.

No one cares about your origin, the power is equivalent to the realm, you have the strength to influence the life and death of others, others are afraid except for worship, no one dares to look down on you, even if it is called a water attribute waste!

"Master, stepping into the second floor of the tower, Swallowing the Moon is willing to offer the people of the Moon-Swallowing Demon Wolf Clan, and offer insignificant support for the master's breakthrough. ”

Swallowing Yue's words pulled Wu Xiaoyao out of his memories, Swallowing Moon's actions deeply moved Wu Xiaoyao, once he was wiped out, it would be a fate that would never return.

"I keep your loyalty in my heart, and I won't take the initiative to touch the Moon Devouring Demon Wolf Clan, I hope you can remember this. ”

"Swallowing Moon just wants-"

Wu Xiaoyao raised his hand in motion, Swallow Yue hurriedly closed his mouth, Wu Xiaoyao looked at Swallow Moon who was kneeling on one knee, and said word by word: "A towering mountain peak is not the peak, but the bottom of the peak."

If the bottom is not stable, it is only a matter of time before the peak falls, and cultivation is not a truth. ”

Swallow Yue silently wrote down what Wu Xiaoyao said, and said respectfully: "Swallow Moon understands. ”

Wu Xiaoyao believed that Swallow Moon was a smart person, which was determined when he took the initiative to be loyal, Wu Xiaoyao helped Swallow Moon and disappeared into the space in the tower.

"Why are you here? Didn't I order you to stay by Rouxue's side?"

Wu Xiaoyao's soul entered the flesh, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Black Scale kneeling in front of him, shrugging his head, and he realized that something must have happened after questioning, otherwise Black Scale would not listen to his orders.

"There is a monk who smiles like a Buddha in the Burial Sword Villa, and the monk's magic power is boundless, if he didn't have the heart to let me go, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. ”

Wu Xiaoyao couldn't believe his ears, although he didn't know the strength of the black scales very well, but the black scales had always been conceited.

He would say such a thing, where did the monk come from?

"That bald donkey has the heart to let you go? Could it be that what happened to Rouxue?"

Wu Xiaoyao prayed silently, he would rather die for ten years than hear bad news about Rouxue.