Chapter Eighty-Six: The Last Level
"But, I know the cultivation method of the Six Yin Holy Scriptures. ”
In the history of the Ten Thousand Spirits, countless powerful physiques have appeared, among which the Six Yin Holy Body is the most famous physique in the world.
Tens of thousands of years ago, there was a female emperor in Kyushu, when she was a teenager, her talent was brilliant and overwhelmed an era, and no one dared to call herself a genius in that era, only she was qualified to be called a genius.
That empress happened to be cultivating the Six Yin Holy Scriptures.
"Do you really have the cultivation method of the Six Yin Holy Scriptures?"
Mo Yanran's eyes were full of longing, the Six Yin Holy Body was stronger than the Three Yin Holy Body, or it could be like that empress, covering an era.
"What is needed, though, as long as I can do it. ”
The black-shirted swordsman smiled, "Why should a little girl be so competitive, if she finds a good husband to marry in the future, wouldn't it be the same carefree." ”
"No!" Mo Yanran shouted loudly, "I, Mo Yanran, will never be a vassal of a man!"
Mo Yanran will never forget that rainy night.
Nearly nine years old, she was beaten to the point of dying under the rainy night, just to get that little bit of medicinal herbs and go back to treat her terminally ill mother, who would only recite the man's name.
Where was his mother when he was sick in bed?!
My mother looked at the door every day, hoping that the figure of that man would appear, and in the end she couldn't get anything!
It's him, it's he, he's the one who abandoned our mother and daughter!
On that rainy night, when my mother was gone, he appeared in a pretended way, man, why do I have to rely on men to live!
Who said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, I alone can beat all men in the world!
The black gauze swordsman didn't know what story Mo Yanran had, but the hatred and unwillingness on Mo Yanran's face were not fake.
"It's okay, I might as well tell you that after passing the five levels, you will naturally get what you want. ”
"Really?"
"Really. ”
"Okay, then please advise!"
......
"Sting!"
Li Feng's sword once again cut off the black-shirted swordsman, and finally turned into spiritual light, returning to the void of heaven and earth.
"I'll be waiting for you at the next level. ”
The voice of the black-shirted swordsman echoed in the space, as well as the sound of Li Feng's panting breathing, the battle just now was not easy to win, and he was almost defeated by the other party.
"Why is this so similar, I will definitely come back, the otherworldly version of the gray wolf? ”
Li Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, this is endless, it's only the second level, he has already gone through such hardships, and in the next three levels, he asked himself if he had a good chance of winning.
In order to save more chances of winning, Li Feng did not rush to the next level, but sat cross-legged and breathed, constantly thinking about how to deal with it next.
"What the other party has shown is only the seed of sword intent, and the combat power is much stronger than the previous level, and the next level must be an ordinary beginner realm, and the difficulty will increase again. ”
"It's not that I don't have a chance of winning, the sword intent I only showed the general beginner realm, and then I may have to be promoted to the peak of the beginner realm to have a chance of winning. ”
"It's a pity that the sword intent is always half a step away from the realm of Xiaocheng, or maybe you can find an opportunity in the battle next. ”
After pranayama, Li Feng went to the next golden gate again, and met a black-shirted swordsman who was still cultivating in the Eight Veins Mystery Realm, but his artistic conception was raised to the general state of beginners.
"It seems that this level will not kill people all at once, but will be more like a place to help people cultivate. ”
Li Feng found that every time this black-shirted swordsman saw him, his strength would increase a little, like a place to help people cultivate, maybe this holy palace was used for cultivation.
Without saying a word, he raised the four-foot Qingfeng and slashed away.
After a hard battle, Li Feng relied on the advantage of sword intent to win a game in danger.
At the fourth golden gate, the sword intent of the black-shirted swordsman increased to the same realm as Li Feng, and Li Feng, who had lost his advantage all of a sudden, encountered a hard battle.
Human potential is unlimited, under the line of life and death, Li Feng's mind is running at high speed, and he finally seized the opportunity to break through the realm of Xiaocheng.
With the sword intent of Xiaocheng's realm, he defeated the black-shirted swordsman again.
"The fifth level, what will it be like?"
Li Feng didn't know what the fifth level would be, but according to the black-shirted swordsman, it would be the last level.
I don't know what will happen after passing the last level, and the mystery of the holy palace seems to slowly fade away, revealing its original form.
The unknown road, Li Feng will meet it in the best state, and after thinking in his heart, the odds of winning will become five or five, and the probability of defeat is extremely great, but he must also go all out and ask for a clear conscience.
"Let's go, level five!"
......
Mo Yanran pushed open the fifth golden door, she also consumed a lot, the green silk was messy, and beads of sweat penetrated her hair bun and flowed to her temples.
"You girl, don't blame the old man for saying more, hate can help you grow up, but it can also ruin you, I hope you can let go. The black gauze swordsman said bitterly.
Mo Yanran didn't speak, everyone understands the truth, but she hasn't experienced the pain of others, so what qualifications do you have to persuade people to let go.
If you want to let you go, I won't let you go!
The white silk in his hand flew out like a venomous snake that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and attacked the black-shirted swordsman, which was the best answer.
The black-shirted swordsman had better shake his head and fight with Mo Yanran, the words have come to this point, and it is useless to say.
......
"Boy, it's going to be my time to abuse you. ”
The black-shirted swordsman looked at Li Feng with a smile, the previous four times, Li Feng had won narrowly and narrowly, which made him grit his teeth very much.
This time, the cultivation of the Innate Spirit Sea Realm, the sword intent of the Xiaocheng Realm, see how you beat me!
Li Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, and his eyes showed a flash, "Indeed, I don't have the certainty of defeating my predecessors, and it can even be said that I have almost no power to fight back." ”
"However, I will never admit defeat, those who cultivate swords, would rather not give in!"
"Whatever my sword points at, I will be invincible!"
"Fight!"
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"Oh yes......"
"It hurts......"
"Senior, senior, I was just joking with you. ”
"I surrender, I throw in the towel. ”
Li Feng's operation can be summed up as: three seconds of a real man.
Three seconds ago, Li Feng also declared war with a high spirit, and after three seconds, the beaten man begged for mercy with a high spirit.
"The world is good for reincarnation, and the sky forgives whom. ”
The black-shirted swordsman said in his mouth, "I was beaten very well before, wasn't it, wasn't it very powerful, the slogan was shouted very loudly, how could you beg for mercy." ”
Li Feng felt aggrieved in his heart, I just wanted to pretend to be a force, I didn't want to beat you.
"I'm calling the one who knows the times Junjie. ”
"Oh, you still praise yourself as a handsome man, it's shameless, I'll fight. ”
"I, I, I ......"
I cried, where did the calm uncle go just now, how did he suddenly change a person, if you don't fight, you can't do it, I just want to make a mouth cannon and brag.
Li Feng was chased all over the house, and behind him was a black-shirted guy with eyes that could breathe fire.
Suddenly, Li Feng saw the golden door.
"If you clear the customs, there is a high probability that you will go out from here, so if you don't defeat him, can you get out of here?"
This thought flashed through him, and Li Feng looked at the black-shirted swordsman who was chasing after him, he couldn't beat it!
Fight, give it a try!
Li Feng pretended to flee to the vicinity of Kinmen, and kept shouting and begging for mercy, and he was about to show his real acting skills at this time.
Fierce explosion of great force, rush past!
"Boom!"
The Golden Gate has been slammed open!