Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie's expression became weird!

At this moment, he has promoted his skills for twelve years.

The veins formed by the Qingxuan Zijigong in the body are getting clearer and clearer. The eight channels of the odd meridians, the two channels of Ren Du, and hundreds of open or dark acupoints all penetrate through the whole body.

It stands to reason that this skill is not weak, it can even be said to be extremely strong! However, he was still stuck in the lower grade five and did not break through the shackles to enter the middle grade!

"Hey! Why is this?"

Shao Yong noticed this situation and pondered for a while and said: "The Five-Rank Heroic Martial Stage has too high requirements for mind, and it is not enough to just push up the skill. If you want to do it overnight, you will have to increase your skill for a hundred years to support such a strong mind. ,do you understand?"

"What? The conversion rate is so low?" Zhou Lie was surprised.

Shao Yong shook his head and said: "No, the skill is always there, and it has not been converted and consumed. It can guarantee that the follow-up rejuvenation will be twice the result with half the effort. The key is that you are eager to achieve success, just like saving money and only earning interest. The part you can use is extremely limited, so Twelve years of skill is a drop in the bucket right now, and we have to make persistent efforts!"

"Hundred years of skill! This, this is simply..." Zhou Lie didn't know what to say. It turned out that he was just saving money, and at most the interest was taken away in advance. It would take a hundred years of skill to immediately transform into combat power.

"Hey! A hundred years will be a hundred years, hard work!" Zhou Lie concentrated on practicing.

At this time, a group of horrible green poisonous fire was condensed on his chest, and strands of black and yellow appeared at the edge of the flame. As long as this group of horrible green flames was completely transformed into a black and yellow color, then a hundred years of skill was nothing.

"Photo!"

The suction power increased greatly, Zhou Lie was on the edge of the battlefield, and the poisonous fire that others did not pay attention to or even avoided was a great tonic for him.

The battle between Master Qi Nan and Master Yixin has reached a fever pitch. The twelve Fei Tian collided with Emperor Liang Wu, stirring up dust and smoke, and forcing away the poisonous fog and cloud that has enveloped the world of stalactites for unknown years.

The aftermath spread again and again, causing hundreds of stone pillars to collapse and collapse, changing their appearance within 30 miles, and the geology and topography changed dramatically.

At this moment, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves, stirring up the poisonous fire that had been silent for thousands of years.

These poisonous fires are hidden in the keel bones. Some keel bones have already become fossils, except for the flickering light and dark in the center, which looks full of mystery!

According to more scientific terms, this is a strong radiation source, and poisonous fire carries fission energy, but it is not a flame in the traditional sense.

Zhou Lie sucked these forces into his body, as long as he could suppress them and transform them into his own combat power, the power would be unimaginable!

"boom……"

Slashing sentient beings twisted the head of a master.

He fought **** battles, the more fierce the Vietnam War, he didn't care about the impact of his body, and whenever he was seriously injured, he took out a ginseng must be in his mouth.

As the saying goes, snakes have snake paths, and rats have rat paths!

Zhou Lie is taking advantage of the edge of the battlefield to improve himself as quickly as possible. Slashing sentient beings are also using this battle to temper themselves, taking injuries as commonplace for writers, but getting help from them, and the medicinal power of resolving dragon ginseng is improved as soon as possible...

The fighting time lasted longer and longer, from white-hot into a deadlock.

Both sides knew that there was no opportunity to lose, that the loss would never come, and that the opponent could not be resolved in the shortest time, and it was prone to change, so it was only a stalemate for half a minute, and another violent wave was set off.

"Crack..."

The six flying statues were all broken.

Yixin spurted blood, the golden bowl in his hand turned into a little bit of gold, and the bronze bell hanging above his head was also broken, and he could no longer use it.

The Buddha artifacts that had been cultivated for many years were destroyed once, and the Buddha Emperor Liang Wu's figure began to shrink, and when his power was no longer in full bloom, he looked a little embarrassed.

"Hold on, I'm about to break through the obstacles!" The Sect Master of Shenshu used a variety of methods to get very close to the group of brilliance, and it was indeed not far from success, but she ignored that there was still a slasher on the battlefield.

Just now, the Slashing Beings abruptly twisted the head of a master, shocking the others.

Those masters of Shenshuzong look at me and I look at you, already timid in their hearts.

At this moment, they stared at the eyes that killed all sentient beings, and they couldn't help themselves and began to tremble.

A monk suddenly turned his head and flew away from here!

What sect cultivation? What forever? What is going on? Those big pie with longing and vision are all drawn by the suzerain, how can their own lives matter?

There is the first one to run, there is the second one.

In a blink of an eye, these monks fled in all directions, never minding the sect again.

Even if he is hunted down in the future, he will save his life today. If today becomes my anniversary next year, everything will be empty talk.

Zhou Lie did not see such a scene. He absorbed those terrifying poisonous fires and gradually became better. The flames lingering around his chest gradually turned pale yellow, absorbed and transformed by the purple-green Taiji, and connected with the earth-qi and dragon-qi, like a whole stalactite. Heaven and earth have become his dojo, boosting his skills to go crazy!

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After five or six consecutive vibrations, this is five or six years of penance. According to Qingzhuo's purity, one Jiazi skill has been stored.

For sixty years, even if you can only earn interest, it is enough.

"Keep pushing, pushing!"

Zhou Lie feels crazy, he feels that Qingzhuo has been greatly intensified, no longer the silence and depression before, and gradually has vitality!

This change is very gratifying, like peeling away layers of dusty skin, revealing its true colors.

"Haha, Qingzhuo! I saw a trace of mystery, and when I step back against the light again, I can make better use of the metal phylogeny that was obtained from the den of monsters outside the territory!"

Zhou Lie was too late to be happy. When he pushed his skill to about 80 years, great changes occurred on the battlefield.

Suddenly, there was a fragrance, which made people panic for no reason.

The Sect Master of Shenshu sect panicked and shouted: "You still have the thirteenth ancestor spirit! How can your mind support it?"

"Hey..." The tall Feitian who had just appeared slapped the Buddha Emperor Liang Wu, sputtering countless strength.

In the next moment, the slashing sentient beings shot, and his figure broke into the altar defensive circle as quickly as lightning, and sneered: "This divine object is only worthy of my lord. You are all fighting to make wedding dresses!"

"Bold!" Xu Ji stepped out, stepping on mysterious steps under his feet, holding a seven-star sword in his hand, and stabbing all living beings in the air.

"what……"

Zhanzhongsheng made a scream ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ fell from the air to the ground, and saw that his chest was almost pierced, and there was an evil air invading the wound. If it weren't for him, he always had a section of dragon ginseng. , Under this sword, it is really possible to kill.

"Amitabha, the Divine Art Sect is disbanded today. Why bother to force the two benefactors again and again? No matter, the fate dictates, the determination has long been sensed, and today should be catered for."

What a dashing monk, he got up and looked back at the altar, and said politely: "Come with the fate, go with the fate, after I leave! You have to take care of yourself!"

"Boom boom boom..."

In a flash, Luohan punched out.

The fist hits the bell, and went straight to the Nine Heavens Longhua Shenye. The Sect Master of Shenshu cried out: "Perseverance, what are you going to do?"

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