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Han Zifeng thought about it and said, "Do you think I understand it correctly? The first time we have to kill the male protagonist, the death must be reasonable, and then he will be resurrected with full health; the second death must be for a reasonable reason, and his mother will be sacrificed. Then, the cat will get up and practice ; If he dies again, his father will sacrifice him, and then he will rise again to practice; and then he will destroy the world? Is this the plot of the male protagonist? "

GM: Pretty much.

Zifeng also has an idea of ​​what's going to happen next. You can't just die for fun, right? Life is worse than death, so there should be no problem, right? At the worst, just turn on Gilderoy Lockhart mode, and the trap will be over.

Just as she was thinking about it, Zifeng had reached the top of the ladder. She felt like there was nothing under her feet. Zifeng looked down and saw, oh, we've reached the top. That's it. When I looked back, well, she seemed to be the only one in sight. Looking up at the sky, it seemed like it hadn't been long.

Regardless, seeing that there was nothing here, she sat up cross-legged and started practicing. After all, the spiritual energy here was quite high, enough for her to be promoted to the Golden Core. Since she had to face the crazy male and female protagonists, she might as well call them It's better to have no delusions. Anyway, we can't kill the cheater in advance.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and began to absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth. Her cultivation level also jumped up without any surprise. Zifeng could clearly feel that, given her one year, her cultivation level would be as high as Being able to stabilize in the stage of divine transformation, the strongest power in this world is the late stage of divine transformation.

No matter how high you are, you have to face it, overcome the tribulation and soar. Let's see if she releases her spiritual thoughts. Well, in this world, her spiritual thoughts can still be sent very far. Not only can it cover the entire world, but it can also cover half of the continent. And wherever her spiritual thoughts are attached, she can Teleport to.

This is great. Whether you are a male protagonist or a female protagonist, you always need resources, right? She has no use for these things anyway, so she might as well just donate them to the sect. By the way, the male protagonist's father is a demon anyway, so becoming a demon is a good choice. For those who are cultivators, if they become demons, um, inner demons are the first choice.

In a place with the inheritance of Nuwa, her physical cultivation can directly reach the level of quasi-sage, and because she is from the group of Nuwa who destroys the world, she does not have the problem of inner demons. This directly leads to the fact that anyone with enough spiritual power can , Cultivation and so on, it’s really just a matter of minutes.

If she were to catch up with a world like a deadlock, it would be normal for her to become a saint every minute. But in a world like this that requires further ascension, she could only reach the highest state, that is, the key issue is that as she improves her state, she will improve. Well, there is no such problem as overcoming the tribulation.

Overcoming the tribulation, after all, she belongs to the category that the law of heaven does not care about, so how can she survive the tribulation? Even if you are asked to take care of things, you must have enough ability to take care of them! So this investment is necessary.

The elders of the sect who originally didn't care about climbing the ladder to heaven were shocked by the scene on the ladder where spiritual energy was pouring into them. It’s okay to look at a little girl absorbing spiritual energy as if no one else is around. What the hell is that with her cultivation so high?

In the blink of an eye, in three days, all the disciples who climbed the ladder to heaven, those who could climb it, had already climbed it, and those who couldn't climb it, couldn't climb it either. Zifeng felt that almost everyone was waiting for her, so she was not polite and directly absorbed the cultivation level of the foundation building stage and stabilized it.

When he opened his eyes, he directly met the male protagonist's shining eyes, and felt a surge of resentment. When he turned around, he happened to be his pretty girl.

In addition to a few friends who came together as a spaceship, there were five old men around. Zifeng looked at the five old men curiously, and the five old men rushed to speak: "Little baby, come under my door, and I will accept you as a closed disciple. "

"Little baby, if you come under my door, the elixir will be sufficient."

Zifeng interrupted: "I don't take pills, and I don't need weapons. Can you tell me which family that person is from?" She was really referring to the male protagonist Situ Ming.

A well-dressed man said: "He is the eldest disciple of my Mintian Sect leader, Situ Ming."

Zifeng nodded and said, "As long as I don't have any contact with him, I can go anywhere." Her sister kept thinking of something and said, "Also, if possible, lock them both up personally and don't try to trick others. Okay, I You don’t need to worry about your cultivation, and I’m not interested in the resources. I’m here to mess with your sect, so don’t bother me if you can, otherwise don’t blame me for not having fun.”

Her words were directed at Situ Ming and Hu Jinghong. Then, she looked in one direction and asked, "By the way, is the initiation ceremony over? I'll leave the sect after it's over."

The sect leader was a little speechless, but he quickly discussed it with a few elders, and finally he went to Wanjianfeng, which was the most diligent and the worst. The reason why this peak is said to be the most diligent is because a group of sword immortals are very diligent in completing tasks. The worst thing is that, from the peak master of this peak to the disciples below, cultivation is all based on self-consciousness and no one cares about it at all. If you want to be bad, just be bad.

Zifeng nodded and followed this new tramp-like master to Wanjian Peak. This tramp-like master was named Qin Xuan. Since being widowed, he has lived like a vagabond. When he came to Wanjian Peak, there were still many people here. Senior brother Liu Tianquan; second senior brother Zhang Huizu; third senior sister Tu Yanyan, a young lady from an aristocratic family who likes the senior brother and is also a vicious female partner; fourth senior brother who has millions of dollars and is a businessman; fifth senior brother Zhao Wushuang, is a prince; sixth senior sister Zhao Yuyan is the fifth The princess of the senior brother's family, they are cousins, and they are also vicious female supporting characters in the series; she is the seventh child.

Zifeng shook her head, but what she was more interested in was: "Jiu Mengzi, let's go and fight with me. When we get the things back, I'll take a look at your deceased wife. By the way, is your body still there? Is your soul still there? Maybe, I can fulfill your wish." Thinking about it, she said: "Also, since we are all gathered together today, I hope you all will seriously remember one thing: stay away from Situ Ming, the disciple of the sect master. Stay away from my sister Hu Jinghong. Neither of them are good people. Be careful that you become a vicious female partner. You two are women."

All of a sudden, everyone's expressions turned bad. Qin Xuan said, "Is that kid A Ming okay?"

Zifeng said calmly: "Yeah, it's pretty good. The whole world has been brought to its knees by him."

A group of people coughed, Qin Xuan said: "Isn't that the child?"

Zifeng said calmly: "You don't know that guy at all, but there are some things that I can't say. I can only remind you. Also, the sect will be destroyed by him sooner or later, but you have fortune tellers, so don't tell them. I can’t count. Even the row of old men from before are all dead, and you can’t even count that guy. They are not on the same level.”

Qin Xuan frowned. This was not a good word. He asked, "What about you?"