kung fu system

Chapter 232
At some point, a person appeared directly behind him. He seemed to be hiding in the darkness. He was the master of the entire fairyland, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"What's the matter with that kid?"

"Not dead, the stars in the sky are still shining!"

"That's good, look at that kid more."

The old man put his hands behind his back and said, "After so many years, it seems that not many people can survive. Many people in this generation do not have the perseverance like him!"

"Yes, he is indeed special!" After saying that, he disappeared silently into the darkness, muttering, "That thing seems to be resurrected!"

The old man had already felt the disappearance of the aura behind him. He was still looking at the sky, not knowing what to say. He had heard about the Demon Cult a long time ago.

Of course, I've only heard about it, but I don't know too much about it. It was said that the Devil's Cult also had a big figure who could cover the sky with one hand. In my impression, he has long since fallen.

However, the old man vaguely felt that not only did he not fall, but he became even more arrogant. The world was impermanent, and the old man also disappeared into the darkness.

Congyu's absence from Zijin Pavilion for the past few days will inevitably cause panic. Fortunately, Li Ziyu can stabilize the morale of the army and stabilize the others a little.

But some disciples actually secretly dissatisfied with Li Ziyu, his age is really easy to make people dissatisfied, as if an elder let the younger generation educate him.

Although Li Ziyu is powerful, she is sometimes lacking in management. After all, she is also a child. Many things in Zijin Pavilion were once managed by elders.

If it is not possible, then there is also his father Li Shen, Li Shen is an elder anyway, and his words still carry a lot of weight. At that time, Li Ziyu was carefree at all.

Now Li Ziyu suddenly has to accept these things again, and Li Ziyu has no way to be admired by everyone.

But Zijin Pavilion and Ma Baoping are there, generally speaking, the whole majesty is still there, if Ma Baoping appears, no matter how noisy they are, they will stop.

As for the other side, Guan Yue also manages a group of people well. Guan Yue once managed the entire Valley of Evil, so it is easy to manage these people.

The outside world doesn't know anything about it, but Phoenix City is already in jeopardy. What's scary is not the Demon Cult's rampant attack, but the internal strife in Phoenix City.

Some people have high morals, but they hope that Yan Xiaomin can go out, win joy, get protection from others, and protect the entire Phoenix City.

Of course Yan Xiaomin refused, at this time Phoenix City hadn't reached that point yet, but was pushed back by others with "precautions for a rainy day", now no one accepts anyone.

Yan Xiaomin knew that no matter how powerful Phoenix City was if it went on like this, it would be difficult for Yan Xiaomin to accept it for a while. This matter was really chilling.

Congyu's body has been pressed for a few days, and what Congyu is facing these days is strong wind, thunder, and those big fat people in Tiangong.

Over time, Zhuangyu has gotten used to it. He adjusted the rest time for himself and carefully selected the feathers he could rely on. What I have to say is Zhuangyu's terrifying perseverance.

It is precisely because of this that many people cannot persevere. In such an environment, it is easy to lose themselves. Questions such as why and who they are sometimes come one after another.

That is to say, this will also make people doubt life, but Chuu Yu quickly endured it and became familiar with this feeling. After getting used to it, Chuu Yu felt that this kind of practice is actually not bad.

Although it is a bit exaggerated to say that such an environment, Chuu Yu thinks it is quite good. On this road, one has to bear hardships and stand hard work, and Chuu Yu knows this very well.

The most uncomfortable thing in the past few days was the few people who were holding down Chuan Yu. Those people found that Chuan Yu's power was very strong, and Chuan Yu's skill made their scalp numb.

After a few days, they completely admired Chu Yu. Those who had taken pills before, even if they could persist for so long, were already powerless.

Zhuangyu is different. They seem to have endless energy every day. Now they are starting to discuss the shift system, and they have to change people every few hours to take care of Wuyu, otherwise this job will not be easy to do.

However, the aura of Congyu has been getting stronger and stronger recently, and some powerful people have already felt it. It seems that a new aura is rising, but they don't know that this person is Congyu from the Thirteenth Palace.

At this time, Congyu was lying on Baihe's back, his upper body was naked, and his clothes became Congyu's great weapon. Whether he was playing snowball or dealing with that giant, he was unique.

Chu Yu didn't expect that his aura would be so stable in just three or four days, and there was a sense of improvement. At least Chuu Yu didn't have to live on feathers now.

All you need is a feather. At other times, Congyu is basically as stable as Mount Tai, and can handle the wind, rain, thunder and lightning with ease. "This time the trial is really not easy."

All Chu Yu can say now is exhaustion and tiredness. After brushing past danger many times, Chu Yu feels that he is not as discouraged as he was before his death.

Instead, there was a kind of calmness and a full desire to survive. When everyone turned their attention to the main hall, it was already the seventh day after Congyu entered, and the white crane was obviously flying low.

Chu Yu could see the street below, and when the white crane flew over his head, the underground was basically covered with clouds, and Chu Yu could see that there were actually people underneath.

The lively scene made Chuu Yu almost want to blend into it, but it was all a dream, a fantasy of all beautiful things. Chuu Yu looked at the people below and pointed, as if discussing this huge white crane.

Congyu was lying on Baihe's back, but he saw a man kneel down directly, and he muttered to himself, it seemed that the people here regarded Congyu as a god.

Chu Yu didn't make any movements, because he was too tired, and this was a dream, and the feeling of being worshiped by thousands of people was also very illusory.

Chu Yu was afraid that this was another trap, but it was not. Chu Yu slowly fell with the white crane, and suddenly felt a sense of release. It was as if a lot of power had been stored in his body, waiting to be released.

Cong Yu put all his energy into it, and stood upright on Bai He's back, waiting for when he would be able to complete the trial, but now it seems that he should be preparing for the final stage, right?
Chu Yu looked around, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and it didn't look like he was in danger.

Cong Yu waited for the white crane to slowly land in a field, next to it was a waterfall, a beautiful scenery, and a figure could be vaguely seen in the waterfall.

(End of this chapter)