Zhutian Avenue

Perhaps because of the isolation of the world, the golden coffin, and the Fuyu, all could not collect the spiritual imprint.

An Qisheng moved his mind, but did not act lightly.

Instead, he flicked it and opened the wooden box.

The wooden box is divided into ten rows, all of which are longan-sized golden Pigudan.

Unlike what he once obtained, these Pigudans are the highest Pigudans that are sufficient to support God's cultivation.

However, the value is also high, equivalent to 400 million yuan.

And this is just a ration for seeing the martial arts one year.

It is conceivable that the cost of climbing the physical road is great.

Huh ~

An Qisheng gave a mouthful of longan-sized Pigudans that had been swallowed by him.

Gurus ~

Like a big rock fell into a deep well.

Wrapped up in the stomach, this piece of stone-hard Piketan has been completely crushed, and it is rapidly consumed at a rate of hundreds of times faster than ordinary people.

He closed his eyes slightly, his heart sank, and he could feel that the flesh and blood in the five internal organs squirmed, as if forming temples, among which the gods seemed to be gestating.

The five internal organs are also supernatural.

The five viscera gods were born, and the efficiency of his various organs has increased a little.

It seemed to have just been swallowed, and the ten Pigudan had been thoroughly digested, and a stream of heat spread throughout his body as his mind moved.

Then, the organs to be fed were swallowed.

Physical strength, at a sensible speed, is rising slightly, slowly, but lastingly.

Hum ~

After a while, An Qisheng came to the land of reincarnation.

The rebirth of reincarnation is rooted in the spiritual soul and carried between the fingers.

Looking down slightly, countless pictures follow.

On the endless steps, silhouettes are constantly climbing.

They didn't know each other's existence, or practiced boxing in the open air, or fought against an enemy transformed by his heart, and even more, reading a book.

Regardless of the martial arts obtained by defeating the enemy, the extra 24 hours per day alone is of great value to many people.

This means that their life has doubled!

For An Qisheng, their existence has taken up his mental and time consumption, and their respective practice experience will also become his heritage.

Although at this time because of his own high achievements and small numbers, but not much effect, the future can be expected.

Collecting people's practice is a thoroughfare.

Of course, the premise is to know what is the Lord and what is the auxiliary.

Just as An Qisheng could have outlined a more interesting world on one side, he still chose the most boring endless steps, just fighting and fighting again.

He worked hard to outline this spiritual world, not for playing games.

"Mulong City is indeed the first person to use boxing for nearly three hundred years."

An Qisheng sighed slightly.

The revolving method is to see people, see ourselves, and see sentient beings as the road. What you see in your heart will come out. All people on this endless step are what you see in your heart. In this round of blessed land, it is true. The presence.

Just like when dreaming, the dreaming self does not think that what he sees is false, because the dream itself is false.

This is the truth when it is true and when it is true, it is true when it is true.

The principle of the spiritual world outlined by the runner method is this. However, An Qisheng, who has the method of dreaming and can collect spiritual imprints, is better than the runner king in this way.

Everything is more real.

If he wants, he can create an old man with all the memories, all the experiences, all the martial arts in the reincarnation Dongtian.

Whether it is Su Er, Zhao Qiandu, or Mu Qingfeng, Pang Wanyang!

Although he did not intend to do so, the ghost images created by him also possessed all his martial arts.

The martial arts of Jiufu Realm have no doubt surpassed Xuanxing more than one.

But when everyone is still rotating within ten floors, Mulong City has reached the hundreds, and the gap is more than ten times?

In fact, the pressure that Mulongcheng can bear alone is not as good as everyone else combined.

However, even if there is a heaven and earth aura above the hundred floors, Mulong City cannot reach the summit in a short time.

Because of talent and talent, the last few people on the steps will not be inferior to him.

"what?"

Inadvertently skimming, An Qisheng saw one of them firing with a gun and the grenade littering.

This is a personal talent.

However, if the law is not prohibited, it is feasible. What about firearms?

I can't make time for it, even if the aircraft carrier comes in, it won't help.

"It's possible to verify another idea ..."

An Qisheng murmured to himself.

The root of his plan is for more people to carry the land of rebirth, and the root of rebirth is to practice the spiritual land.

Pulling into the land of reincarnation, infinite sky is only the first step.

The second step is to interfere with reality.

His integration of his own magnetic field is already the limit, and he wants to make the magnetic field interact with the heaven and earth, and even squeeze the existence of the heaven and earth magnetic field. Not to mention the thunder caused by the collision of magnetic fields, it can not be achieved in a short time.

The second step of the plan came into being.

Scatter the '炁' species, and thousands of people, 10 million people, and even hundreds of millions, come to help him 'refine'

If one day, hundreds of millions of people would have the same magnetic field.

Then, ‘refining 炁’ will become, and Xuan Xing will become his foundation.

This process may be called 'building the foundation'.

........

Infinite cave days.

Tenth floor of white jade stairs.

Jing Xiaolou sat leaning against the steps, looked at the book slowly, and looked lazy.

In the middle of the empty white jade steps, he is a man of ordinary clothes who is not tall or short.

This ‘King Shenzong Abandoned Kong San’ has been blocking him for several days. After using many methods, he still ca n’t win, and Jing Xiaolou is too lazy to challenge.

Instead, through the twenty-four hours once a day, I kept looking through the boxing and boxing classics.

"Fist is to fight, but it is more important to understand it. I only know how to fight and kill. The progress is limited. I killed a dozen times a day a few days ago. Now that this relief has come, I understand a lot of mysteries ... .... "

Jing Xiaolou whispered to himself, but was summing up:

"The teacher's dragon elephant fights together. I have a bit of a sense of understanding. I already have the knowledge of holding the baby."

One form is easy to practice and the other is difficult to combine.

Under Xue Yan's door, he used the pictographic fist to transform into a dragon-shaped fist to hold Dan. The combination of the dragon and the elephant was a smashing force. He had not yet held the dan, but he had been exposed to the combination of the dragon and the elephant. How big.

After all, this kind of fighting is different from the teacher's guidance. The practice between the brothers and the teachers is a real battle between life and death.

"Today, let's try this dragon elephant together. If you succeed or fail, you will not come to this infinite hole in a hundred days. Dan Jin cannot be distracted ..."

Jing Xiaolou faced Kong San, slowly got up, and didn't care if he couldn't hear, he slowly said:

"The elephant travels on the land, the dragon travels on the air, and the dragon elephants fight together, which means the intersection of heaven and earth. This style can't beat you, and you can only fight with you after holding Dan!

He rose to himself, and a change was born.

His breath is elegant, like a scholar who reads poems, and as the word is spoken out, the breath changes.

Like the demon who took off the human skin in this novel, the breath became extremely fierce.

boom!

Excited by it, Kong San moved at once.

This movement is extremely silent to extreme movement!

It seemed that it was less than a second. Kong San had already crossed thirty meters and his ribs were spreading out. It seemed like a goshawk struck down. His fingers were like claws.

The air around him suddenly rippled, and the air flow rubbed against his clothes, making a loud noise.

Fierce!

This is a cruel man who has really experienced the killing.

Faced with such a momentum, ordinary people will not be beaten, they will jump out at a glance, timid, can be directly scared to death!

Jing Xiaolou's complexion did not change.

Because these days, he has fought with Kong San more than 20 times, and he knows his methods well.

At the moment of its impact.

Booming underfoot.

Roar!

Seems to be on the banks of a river, with giant elephants croaking, and there is an instant tremor in the void.

He struck out with both arms, one arm waving like an elephant, and the other arm waving like a dragon.

Both arms whistled out, converging in the air, such as closing the world, such as the sledgehammer, without any regard for the eagle claws that Kong San grasped toward the chest and neck, and hit his skull with a ruthlessness!

Life and death fight!

If you ca n’t die, you wo n’t be afraid of death.

Howl

Suddenly, Long Yin Xiangming blew up in the air.

boom!

In one collision, the chest was scratched and the neck was scratched. The extreme pain caused the overwhelming Jing Xiaolou.

But a joy appeared in his eyes.

Because, while he was flying backwards, Kong San was also knocked out by his blow, and his head was folded back at 90 degrees, which directly interrupted his neck!

Dragon elephants hit together and it's done!

Hum ~

Immediately after exiting Infinite Cave Sky, Jing Xiaolou only felt a soft humming sound in his ears. Before he could hear clearly, he had withdrawn from Infinite Cave Sky.

call!

Treasure Island, Yangmingshan, Xuejia Manor, above the lawn, Jing Xiaolou turned up and sat up, a drop of cold sweat ran down.

Knowing that I will not die, I do not think that I can give up my fear of death.

Because, this is instinct.

For example, if someone stabs your eyes in the face, knowing that they will not really blind your eyes, how many people can not blink?

What's more, dying once in the infinite hole sky, the pain and feeling are really ten percent true.

He died dozens of times, and Jing Xiaolou couldn't get used to it.

After a short while, Jing Xiaolou just calmed down, and his heart suddenly jumped.

He has clearly understood Dan's strength, and he is only a hundred days away from holding Dan. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the control of the body.

He can feel it.

In his own belly, Dan Tian, ​​suddenly appeared an unknown thing.

What the hell?

Urinary stones?

When he uttered "www.wuxiaspot.com" in his heart, when he exited the infinite cave, the last sound that came out of his mind also emerged from his mind.

[Destroy Koji Shinzong Kongsan, get eagle strikes in the sky to kill nine or nine, get one, 炁 one]

What is this?

Jing Xiaolou frowned slightly:

"A source of strength for those enemies in Dongtian?"

"what?"

Almost at the same time.

Xue's Manor, in the backyard, in the lake heart pavilion, Xue Yan who was fishing himself opened his eyes slowly, looking at the front yard, frowning slightly:

"The flash of breath is ..."

Ding ~

He had just thought, the cell phone in the pavilion suddenly rang.

Xue Yan's fingers lightly touched the ground, and his strength spread. The mobile phone on the stone table jumped and fell into his hand.

He rarely uses his cell phone, and fewer people know his number.

"Dear friend?"

His eyes moved slightly, but this one used fewer phones than he did.

After a while, he put down his phone.

"Invite me to a gathering in Wudang Mountain ..."

Xue Yan's eyelids fluttered, and his heart waved:

"That kid, really got out of the way ?!"

.......

It's not just Jing Xiaolou.

In the land of rebirth, in the infinite hole sky, except for Mulong City, everyone ‘obtained’ a ‘seed’.

"It's time to try."

Opening his eyes again, the helicopter had long disappeared, An Qisheng looked at the golden coffin and whispered to himself.

However, he did not do it directly.

Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, entered the dream itself, and tried in the dream, so as not to cause a tragedy after tearing the rune in reality.

After a short while, he slowly opened his eyes, and the detective ripped off a yellowish rune.

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