The Dangerous Cultivator

No matter how good it is for Meng Gui’s qi training, he was also excited by Cao Mengqi’s remarks. He hated Luo Jia for demolishing his own platform, and was annoyed by the eight heavenly kings. No one dared to stand up at this critical moment. .

"You heavenly kings, Luo just asks for advice, why should you be stingy."

Luo Jia said coldly, "Could it be that the heavenly kings, do you think Luo is unworthy? Well, let the kings see Luo's ability first."

As soon as his voice fell, he saw him scream and spit out a cloud of qi, which instantly rose to the sky, and heard Luo Jia shout in a deep voice, "Mountain!"

With a bang, the mass of Qi turned into a golden peak, which lay across the sky, seemingly about to fall at any time.

"The six-character patriarchal mantra, how long can he cultivate such supernatural powers as long as he has been in it."

"It seems that Luo Jia is really a master of the world, and Luo Bin has a successor."

"The ancestor Buddha's garden is really powerful, and the pure Buddha seeds are really magical."

"..."

Luo Jia's use of magical powers caused a lot of discussion in the field, and Xu Yi heard the "Seed of Pure Buddha"

Thoughts moved.

Of course, he has also heard of pure Buddha seeds. In today's world, two realms and one buddha are known as the highest court, and the two supernatural powers have their own magical powers, but there are many Taoist supernatural powers in the world.

Therefore, there are many fruits of condensing Taoism.

For the sake of the vast number of families, the Zufo Ting has adopted a strategy of teaching and learning.

After refining the pure buddha seed, monks who have not condensed the fruit of the Buddha's Tao can refine the pure buddha seed and also practice the Buddhist supernatural powers.

Of course, Xu Yi couldn't refining any pure Buddha seeds. He was wearing a double life wheel, and he had refined one Buddha and two Dao Fruits.

At this moment, he thought of the "Seed of Pure Buddha"

It was not for other reasons, but felt that if the opportunity was right, it seemed necessary to cultivate Buddhist supernatural powers.

"Well, I don't know which heavenly king is willing to advise."

Luo Jia had a high morale, and his father hadn't fought for the position of a heavenly king until he died, so he wanted to prove to his father that the so-called heavenly king was nothing more than that.

However, he kept asking, but the heavenly kings still did not respond.

In fact, as early as the beginning of Luo Jia's clamor, the heavenly kings had communicated with each other privately.

No one wants to play. The two kings of all realms will not go off the court anyway, winning will be nothing, and losing will be ashamed.

Looking at Luo Jia's momentum, the other heavenly kings thought that although they could win, they might be in a stalemate, and their position was there. If it became a stalemate, they would really be undefeated.

If Luo Jia had any other players, and the ship capsized in the gutter, then the seat of the king would be really shameless.

All the heavenly kings had their own taboos, and they all expected others to come forward. For a while, the scene froze, making it extremely embarrassing.

Meng Gui never dreamed that the cheeks of this group of heavenly kings were so thick, and everyone was full of eyes. Is it shameless? Shame on himself, and shame on the court.

Just when Meng Gui's anger was at its extreme, he listened to him, "A disciple of the outside court of Zufo, why bother my imperial king to take action, so I am not talented and would like to point him to Luo Xian."

Needless to say, it was Xu Yi who took the lead.

It's because he wants to be troublesome, and now his palace lord still has the word "adv." in front of it.

Originally, he didn't even want to make a move, but Luo Jia was forced to this level, and the heavenly kings would not make a move for their own personal gain.

Seeing that Menggui was in a hurry, he suddenly realized that this was a good time to buy Menggui.

If it works properly, maybe this time you can really remove the word "Vice." in "SuiVice Palace Master".

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to play."

Luo Jia didn't speak, Cao Meng said with a cold face at first.

This time, Luo Jia made a provocation, and he was behind it.

He is a member of the Cao family of the Southern Heavenly Court. If he can stir the turbulent wind and waves at the Evil Court Tour Meeting and pass it back to the Southern Heavenly Court, he will definitely make a great contribution.

He is now an inner disciple of the Zufo Ting, with a high level of cultivation, years of painstaking practice, and his strength surpassed the ancestors of the Cao family.

But his mind is never limited to asking questions, he also wants to have a high reputation.

Today is a great time for him to show his ambitions.

Xu Yi said, "A certain is the deputy palace lord of the Nixing Palace, and his reputation is not obvious. If Luo Xian's nephew can't even beat me, I am afraid I am not qualified to challenge you who are far better than me.

Do you think this is true, nephew Cao Xian. "

Cao Meng was furious, "Bold, what are you, dare to call me a good nephew."

Xu Yi smiled and said, "How to call it, why bother, it's just a title, the nephew clinging to this, it means that the practice is not yet home."

"laugh!"

Many people laughed out loud.

This remark was exactly what Cao Mengqi said about Meng Gui, but Xu Yi returned it intact.

Meng Gui's eyes were smiling, and his gaze towards Suijie was full of appreciation.

"In the cone, I have to show it.

It seems that this person's rise is by no means lucky. "

Xia Bingzhong secretly sighed, determined to adjust his mentality and face Suijie's rise squarely.

Luo Jia said coldly, "Luo has no rules in his life, and his life and death depend on the sky, so do you dare to fight?"

Suijie's information was quickly passed on to Luo Jia.

Hearing that Suijie was from the Wu clan, he was not afraid.

At this level of cultivation, it would be difficult for witch power to dissolve spiritual power. What's more, the witch clan's techniques are simple and lack the subtlety of change, so it is not difficult to deal with it.

Suijie said, "Since it is a challenge from a virtuous nephew, the virtuous nephew will draw down the path, and it will not be picked for the uncle.

"court death!"

Luo Jia yelled and leaped into the air.

Xu Yi lightly stood upright and stood up into the sky. Meng Gui slammed a silver plate across the sky, and instantly lowered the multicolored aperture. In the middle of the aperture, the runes flickered and gathered into a large array instantly, locking a space of more than ten miles vertically and horizontally. .

Meng Gui yelled, "Mountain!"

With a jet of air in his mouth, a giant golden mountain was regenerated, and the sky was overwhelmingly smashed down towards Xu Yi, with a huge momentum like a real mountain.

Xu Yi shook his body, manifested the witch body, turned into a giant of hundreds of feet, clenched his fists in both hands, and smashed against the huge mountain.

After hearing the loud noise, the entire array was shaken and rippled.

The giant golden mountain was shaken out.

"This is impossible."

Cao Mengqi's eyes widened in anger.

Although Luo Jia only cultivated the six-character patriarchal mantra to the first level, the condensed huge mountain would never go down to a million catties. Under the blessing of mana, everything in the world could not withstand a blow from this mountain.

Although Suijie is a witch tribe with a huge witch body, what the witch tribe has such mighty power, the legendary gods are no more.

"The human body has never seen such a witch body."

"Supernatural power, truly supernatural power."

"Sure enough, the Witch Clan is uniquely endowed. No matter how we cultivate, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate such a domineering body.

Even the deities visualized by the secret method can never have such supernatural powers. "

Everyone was talking about it. Xu Yi had already urged the shaman body to fight against the golden mountain for hundreds of times. Every time he punched his fist, his blood boiled. The blood spurts, inexplicably happy.

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