Storm of Kings

　　 "What? Someone found the Linguan divine position second only to the Diwang divine position so quickly?" Young Master Xun looked at Jingquan and Zhou Lie, and shouted, "I will find you two to settle the account later."

　　 This person left as he said, even if he lost one person here, he didn't care about it.

　　 Jingquan drew the flying sword to intercept it, but the other party drew a brush while waving his hand, squirting a little ink, and it stretched out into an ink painting hanging in the air.

"Puff puff……"

　　 Ink splashes, Jing Quan takes a half step back, and has missed the best time to leave the opponent.

Zhou Lie sat down and rested and said, "Brother Jing, I thought that apart from Chun Yuye offering sacrifices to himself, you must be the strongest among this group of people. I didn't expect such a guy to come out, horizontal and ruthless. Every treasure that I took out is not simple. By the way, three people came over and killed one. Help me see if there is a suitable guy on him. We are short of a handy weapon right now."

Jing Quan glanced at Ying'er, who had just hatched, shook his head and said: "I think you seem to be stubborn, stubborn thinking that I will be strong, but half of the people who entered the market with us were young and famous. The other half is very talented. I really don’t know where your confidence comes from?"

　　 "Huh? A half-year-old famous? But I only know you, and Feijian is very handsome. Uh, people are more handsome!"

Jing Quan's face turned red and smiled, "This is the crux of the problem, because you only know that I don't know others, so you will be partial to think that I am strong. In fact, we are fighting against the one who might lose. It will be me."

"Hahaha!" Zhou Lie laughed, and said freely: "That would be great. My goal is to defeat Jingquan, the son of the Jing family, so you can quickly make yourself stronger! Even if you are not strong enough, let This flying sword has become strong enough because it is a sword of pride."

　　 Jingquan savors these words carefully, always feel like where have you met the other party? And... and have fought face to face?

　　 There was a rumbling sound in the distance, because the movement was relatively loud and it attracted a lot of people's attention.

Zhou Lie doesn’t have Shao Yong’s ability to pinch fingers and counts. He is currently only confined to looking at his breath, and he can’t see how far, so he puts his hands on the pergola to watch. .

　　 Jingquan did his duty, cleaning the battlefield very meticulously, not letting go of every useful item.

　　 Time is short, she handed Zhou Lie a handful of Demon Crying Grass.

　　 "Yeah? Where did you find it? I saw with my own eyes that the body of the crying mother was chopped by that piece of silk paper."

　　 "The body is gone, and there is still a head. The old thief wrapped her hair with demon weeping grass, so she was lucky enough to keep it. As for the hairpin and hairpin on her head, I will pay the debt."

　　 "Good, get what you need, and cooperate happily."

　　 Zhou Lie speaks and does things very happily. Now that he gets what he wants, he has to get some benefits from his family. Otherwise, who will follow you?

　　 Jingquan sent a big knife again, and temporarily dealt with it as a weapon, and she kept the other items, so the two formed a tacit understanding.

　　 When they finished dealing with the things at hand, the two stood up at the same time and ran in the opposite direction of the roar.

　　 They thought of going together. Rather than join in the fun, it is better to hurry up and search as soon as possible. Maybe they can meet other gods. I believe many people think like this.

　　 This ruins water stream is on the bottom of the sea, and the space is very vast.

　　Some places are filled with pools from top to bottom. The seawater pours in like a waterfall, forming sparkling waves, which quickly turn into steam.

　　Some places are full of luminous plants. As long as they hear movement, they will curl up their branches.

　　 Zhou Lie had never experienced such a scenery before, and he felt very enjoyable while walking.

　　 Of course, he has not forgotten to speed up the digestion of the huge power that has penetrated into the blood. The strength of his body is approaching the peak of the Ninth-Rank. At the same time, his mind becomes very clear, and he does not know how many times faster than before.

　　 Using this momentum to comprehend the Bagua Palm and the Tai Dou Sword, many places that were supposed to be smooth have become jerky, as if a barrier needs to be broken to exert their true power.

　　 "It's weird, what's going on?" Zhou Lie had a kendo master next to him, and he quickly asked for advice.

Jing Quan did not feel surprised, and replied casually: "That proves that you have touched the bottleneck and you need follow-up exercises to break through the obstacles. However, I advise you to work harder. When all the tricks have such a barrier, you will practice follow-up. Gongfa can make you stronger."

Zhou Lie smiled bitterly: "I have a follow-up technique for Tai Dou Sword, but unfortunately I can't take it out in a box. As for Bagua Palm, it was handed down a long time ago. I broke through the shackles in Huajin. The inheritance has been around for a long time, should someone comprehend something more powerful?"

Jing Quan recalled: "I have indeed heard that the Bagua Palm has a promotion method, which seems to be related to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements. The practitioner needs to make a choice, but the relevant cheats are too rare. Even if our Jing family is already down, we will The family secrets are tightly covered and will not be shown to others at will. My father often said that he would not cherish it if he obtained it too easily. The real secret lies in a practice of writing. Isn’t the practice of self-cultivation very good? Specially cherish opportunities to achieve results. If those aristocratic families are open to spreading ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it will mess up the minds of the world and make most cultivators greedy."

　　 "It turns out that those aristocratic families think so." Zhou Lie thoughtfully felt that these words did make some sense, but he did not rule out that those aristocratic families made excuses for cherishing their brooms.

　　 "Ha, it would be nice to have follow-up exercises. I will see it sooner or later. I am still far from reaching Consummation." Zhou Lie stopped as he said, his complexion changed rapidly and his eyes became sharp.

Jing Quan was on guard. An anaconda as thick as a water tank swam between the two huge rocks in front of him. This thing looked scary. The upper half of his body protruded more than ten meters long, and the second half was still among the huge stones. Maybe It only takes one bite to swallow the two of them into the intestines.

　　 "Is it a monster? Why didn't I feel the evil spirit?" Zhou Lie asked in a low voice.

　　 Jingquan's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said, "It's not a demon, this anaconda is the **** of longevity."

　　 "Wh, what?" Zhou Lie thought he had misheard, and the God of Longevity grew like this? Who is fooling? But it suddenly occurred to him that Shao Yong had already calculated that Jingquan was the biggest beneficiary of this tour of the market waters. Could it be that he was lucky when he was walking?

Jing Quan said confidently: "Yes, I couldn't confirm it just now. I am absolutely sure that this anaconda is the **** of longevity. If you are scared away by its stature and appearance, you will miss your chance. "

　　 "How do we do this?" Zhou Lie glared at the python, and found that this guy was not only scary, but even more terrifying, and he was more timid than even looking at it.

　　 Jingquan said quickly: "The God of Longevity is the head of the twelve gods, representing vitality, but not the strongest vitality, but the deepest vitality. Come on, follow me."

　　 Zhou Lie was so scared that Miss Jingquan slammed her head into the anaconda. She didn't want to live anymore?