Beiyin Great Sage

"Shh!"

The breeze below lingers, swings forward, pierces the cold wind and snow, and sweeps into the distance.

The news of arriving here attracted the nearby dark races. After searching, they couldn't find any other traces, so they could only return in vain.

At this time, Zhou Jia had traveled hundreds of miles away.

In the valley, a group of dark races with all kinds of strange things crawled on the ground, and a zombie was screaming from the sky, swallowing the source power at an astonishing speed.

Behind the zombies is a black swamp.

"Golden corpse?"

Zhou Jia appeared behind the rock, his ears trembled slightly, and a strange light appeared in his eyes:

"Thanks to keeping Black Ze here for a year, it actually attracted a golden-armored corpse, good luck."

The thought turned, and as he waved his hands, traces of lightning emerged and spread towards the valley, covering the land of Lixu in an instant.

"Thundercloud Chain!"

"Thunderburst urgently!"

"boom!"

The thunder from Zhigang Zhiyang erupted loudly.

Thunder is the nemesis of all evil things, especially for zombies, even golden-armored corpses have instinctive fear.

"Peng!"

The ground trembled, and Zhou Jia, whose body was 50 meters tall, jumped out, his feet slammed on the ground, and the violent shock force set off a second wave of offensive again.

The golden-armored corpse, who had just recovered from the thunder bombardment, trembled. Before he could understand what happened, a big hand grabbed it.

"Crack!"

The terrifying force directly acted on the body of the golden-armored corpse, which could block the slashing of the top-grade Xuanbing's body, and it was instantly torn apart.

A round corpse pill fell into Zhou Jia's hands.

Look at the field again.

All the dark races have been wiped out by Thunder.

Zhou Jia skillfully banned Heize without stopping.

After a dozen or so breaths, before the nearby dark races arrived, a flash of lightning pierced the sky and swept away into the distance.

Three days later.

Somewhere a deep valley with no bottom.

Zhou Jia's streamer appeared nearby, listened to the full force of the wind, and listened to the surrounding area for a while, before darting out of the hiding place and plunging into the depths of the abyss.

"Shh!"

"Swish!"

After a few flashes, his figure appeared in front of a huge boulder. He pressed his hands on the stone surface and slowly exerted force. With the boulder trembling slightly, a passage behind was revealed.

Not far along the passage, there is a cave.

Chapter 052 Making Money

Walking into the cave, Zhou Jia's tense body relaxed, as if returning to a safe haven from a dangerous place full of murderous opportunities.

The spirit also relaxes.

First, I checked the formation, and it was operating as usual.

The principle of the cave formation is similar to that of the Qingjinglian, which collects, washes, and purifies the surrounding energy, creating a safe place here.

Breathe in and out without worrying about being polluted.

In order to prevent being discovered by the dark race, the cave is hidden deep in the valley, and the fluctuation of the formation is extremely subtle, blending with the surroundings.

Even if it is a master of formation, it is difficult to detect it without getting close.

"Om..."

Pushing open a stone door, the first thing you see is a pool of purified water.

A lot of rare elixir were planted around Qingshui, the fragrance of the medicine was strong, and the age was around 500 years, so the value was already high.

Zhou Jia approached and checked the growth of the elixir one by one, with a smile on his face, and then poured it with spiritual rain.

The rain and dew fell from the sky, and the elixir was bathed in it.

The fresh ideas visible to the naked eye emerge from the field, and some years are sufficient, and they are harvested on the spot and the seeds are planted again.

for a long time.

Zhou Jia returned to the quiet room after returning home full of rewards.

The stone wall is densely covered with scratches cut by the ax blade.

In the Dark Territory, it is almost impossible to increase one's cultivation through practice, and it is considered good to be able to maintain one's cultivation without regressing.

During the two years, Zhou Jia seldom spent time practicing the Heaven-reaching Seven Profound Kungfu, but spent most of his time honing his martial skills and comprehending the skills.

Such as:

Thunderbolt Hundred Thousand Strikes Dzogchen (1000/966)

Stretching out his hand, the Thunder Ax and Divine Scepter appeared in his palm. He raised it lightly with one hand, and the simple gesture of raising his hand showed the demeanor of a grand master like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

After many times of tempering, the huge weapon weighing ten thousand catties does not appear heavy in Zhou Jia's hands, and it gives people an inviolable majesty with a light stroke.

With a wave of his arm, the light of the ax was solemn and dignified.

"Shh!"

The Thunder Ax and Divine Scepter turned into a cold light and cut down, the cold light split in mid-air, scattered into thousands of cold lights, dotted with traces of electric light.

Yu Lei!

Thousands of hits!

This formula was created at the beginning, mainly to cooperate with the urgent thunder state, so that the maximum number of attacks can be erupted in the shortest time.

And then cause the most destructive power.

It is also because of too much pursuit of speed of moves, the moves are less subtle.

This is far inferior to Bai Zhan Tian Luo!

now.

The fierce and violent knife light is still not lacking in fierceness and swiftness, but it has more inexplicable charm, like a breeze blowing on the face.

The wind passed without a trace, and the ax passed by to take pictures.

The sharp and fierce light of the ax suddenly merged and turned into a cold light, sweeping across the sky, like a swallow flying close to the ground, showing agility.

The light of the ax flickered, the thunder danced, and the huge quiet room was instantly filled with a terrifying aura.

If this aura leaks even a little bit, it can easily blow the quiet room into powder, but Zhou Jia can control it in the palm of his hand.

"boom……"

Thunder roared.

Along with the flickering of the axe, the knowledge of the sea and the understanding of the law, and the characteristics of the soldier have also lit up, and many insights come to mind one by one.

moves.

As time goes by, it becomes more and more mysterious.

Zhou Jia, who practiced martial arts, was like a precise and unmistakable machine. Every move and style was perfect, and it was always trending towards perfection.

Muscles and bones, qi and blood source power, soul and will are controlled in every move, and a nearly perfect ax light bursts out.

"Shh!"

A single ax transforms into thousands of cold lights.

"boom……"

Thousands of cold lights turned into ax light.

With the improvement of the realm, Yu Lei Hundred Thousand Strikes no longer purely pursues speed, but a combination of speed, strength, and divine will.

"Peng!"

The stone wall in front of him suddenly trembled.

A mountain rock the size of a square disappeared under the light of the axe. Zhou Jia, who was holding the ax in his hand, also stopped moving, and his chest and abdomen breathed slightly.

Thoughts sink.

Thunderbolt Hundred Thousand Strikes Dzogchen (1000/967)

The accumulation of a period of time only adds a little experience, and as the realm improves, it becomes more and more difficult to increase the experience.

However, if one can break through the Dzogchen, even if it fails to become a divine skill, it is still a great reliance!

So far, this is also the only way for him to quickly increase his strength.

"Haw..."

Continuous strange screams came from the quiet room.

Looking for the sound, the communication talisman in the center of the formation is flickering.

Putting away the messenger talisman, Zhou Jia escaped from the cave in the form of a phantom, circled around, and landed on a distant mountain.

This is also in order not to be discovered where the cave is, and the joint is deliberately set in the distance.

"Senior Zhou."

A wooden puppet was already waiting here, and when it saw the figure falling, it immediately spoke:

"The thunder bath liquid you asked for has arrived."

"Oh!"

Zhou Jia's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded slowly:

"I see."

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Thousands of years ago, Lingshan belonged to the domain of the ancient gods.

Although it has not yet been included in the Dark Territory, it is already under heavy siege, and there are several corroded areas around thousands of miles away.

Look up to the sky.

It can be seen that there are several holes in the void, the halo of the blood moon sprinkled from it, and the roar of beasts hidden, making the boundary of Lingshan seem to be in danger.

But after all, there is still the resident of Tianyuan League here.

There is even Yuan Pavilion.

The nearby monks often gather here in their spare time, exchange supplies, news, etc., and even hide here to rest for a while.

"Shh!"

Zhou Jia turned into a streamer and landed on the ground. Before he had time to look around, he hurriedly greeted him after waiting for a long time:

"Brother Zhou, you are finally here."

"Brother Bian." Zhou Jia cupped his hands:

"Waiting for a long time, do you have a thunderbolt in your hand?"

"It's not me." Bian Youque waved his hand:

"Miss has a friend. Come here. If you are two days late, that person may have left. If you want to buy it again, you don't know when it will be?"

"It seems that Zhou was lucky and didn't miss this opportunity." Zhou Jia smiled lightly.