Chapter 67: The First Secret Realm
Cleared A glance back and a smile made her look charming. Of course, Ning Zhao didn't smile, but this didn't prevent Ning Zhao's glance from leaving a deep impression in Mo Ju's heart.
It was like thunder in the dead and silent night, tearing apart the dark sky.
Mo Ju covered his chest with a feather fan.
"who are they?"
Tan Tai Xuan, who was sitting on the ground, stood up slowly, his eyes were bloodshot and he was gasping for breath.
"The maidservant and coachman of Beiluo Lupingan."
Mo Judao said that these two people were highlighted in his intelligence.
"Why can they enter the Immortal Palace without the Heaven and Earth Qi Order?" Tan Tai Xuan asked in a hoarse voice, looking at the closed immortal gate.
"Perhaps...it has something to do with the forces behind them, or it may have something to do with their identities as practitioners."
Mo Ju's eyes looked somewhat profound as he spoke.
The power behind them might not be weaker than the other schools of thought, and it might even be possible to... surpass them! However, Mo Ju did not say this.
Mo Ju's answer made Tan Tai Xuan close his eyes and smile bitterly.
"Practitioners, practitioners... can they really reach the level of 'immortals'?"
"Mo Ju, there are twelve people entering the Immortal Gate. Send someone to keep an eye on them. When someone comes out, find out what kind of immortal fate there is in the Immortal Palace. Also, send someone to search for the Heaven and Earth Qi Order... and arrange and train loyal warriors to enter the Immortal Palace."
"Since the Heaven and Earth Qi Orders are scattered everywhere every time the Immortal Palace is opened, it means that this Immortal Palace is not only open once... Perhaps this place will become a place for many forces in the world to train practitioners."
"The world's situation is about to change. In the past, great masters were the trump cards. Perhaps, in the future... a cultivator who can fight against ten thousand enemies alone will become the real trump card in the hands of those in power."
Tan Tai Xuan opened his eyes, which were bloodshot.
Mo Ju waved his feather fan lightly. He didn't expect that after suffering such a blow, Tan Tai Xuan not only did not become depressed, but instead gained enlightenment.
Thinking of this, Mo Ju couldn't help but smile, and felt a little eager in his heart. Which strategist doesn't want his lord to become a successful person?
"Yes." Mo Ju bowed.
Then, Tan Tai Xuan turned around and walked away, with his bright red cloak fluttering behind him.
…
Inside the fairy palace.
A huge tremor.
The shield in Xiang Shaoyun's hand, which was made by the Mohist caster, dented and was smashed away.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
He originally wanted to use the spiritual energy gained from killing the leader of the monsters to kill the skinny Taoist in one fell swoop.
However, this Taoist seemed to know what he was thinking, and actually absorbed all the monsters in the middle room, and his power increased dramatically.
Xiang Shaoyun was beaten violently.
Wear the thickest armor and take the heaviest beatings.
Xiang Shaoyun had never been so embarrassed, never been so desperate.
This skinny Taoist priest gives people a very oppressive feeling.
With a flip of his hand and a slap, Xiang Shaoyun was knocked away and could not get close at all.
Compared with the skinny Taoist's use of spiritual energy, Xiang Shaoyun's method of only using spiritual energy to increase qi and blood is simply too weak.
The skinny Taoist uses his spiritual energy to transform it into palms, pressure, etc...
He used all sorts of means to beat Xiang Shaoyun until he lost his temper.
He had never felt so powerless.
He claimed to be a genius and could beat a master with a hammer at the age of six. Therefore, he never took other warriors in the world seriously.
He is proud and conceited.
He is the strongest general in Xi County and also the invincible overlord wielding the Ganqi.
However, when facing real practitioners, he was so embarrassed.
Li Sansi held the wooden sword, his white shirt dyed red by blood. He leaned against the stone wall, even breathing caused him severe pain.
"Practitioners, practitioners..."
"The world is changing."
Li Sansi murmured.
Mo Shougui and Kong Nanfei looked pale, they no longer had the strength to fight.
They are master warriors, but they are still human and can still feel tired.
Xiang Shaoyun was already a monster. He was blown away dozens of times in a row, but he got up again and again, tirelessly swinging his axe to kill.
Even Mo Shougui had to admit that Xiang Shaoyun was indeed strong.
pity……
Such a person may also perish in this fairy palace today.
Phew!
Xiang Shaoyun coughed up blood and took several steps back, his back straight and holding a long axe in one hand.
He roared and pulled the axe, which made a clanging sound as it rubbed against the ground.
The skinny Taoist Jiang Chao was floating, and his green eyes glanced slightly.
The next moment, he raised his hand, and the invisible spiritual pressure turned into an illusory palm, which was imprinted on Xiang Shaoyun's chest.
Like a gray shadow, it lightly hit Xiang Shaoyun, breaking the bones in his chest. His skin vibrated with a slight arc, and the blood and sweat attached to the surface were shaken up, like stars hanging in the night sky, being shattered.
Xiang Shaoyun's body retreated, his feet rubbing against the ground.
Suddenly.
Two cold winds, one black and one white, whistled past the sides of his cheeks like a passing white horse, cutting off half of his hair.
Xiang Shaoyun's eyes suddenly flashed and he looked intently.
Instead, he saw a thick black butcher knife and a long sword as thin as a cicada's wing.
Two weapons whizzed in from outside the middle room, like meteors in the dark night, streaking across a narrow strip of light!
Buzz...
The skinny Taoist priest who was floating in the air flipped his palm, and spiritual pressure surged.
The butcher knife and the cicada-wing sword were only three inches away from his face when they were frozen in mid-air by an invisible force.
Outside the middle room, two white shadows walked on the snow without leaving any trace, and flew over using their lightness skills.
Xiang Shaoyun was breathing heavily like a dragon.
White shadows quickly passed by his sides.
Li Sansi's eyes sparkled as he stared at the two figures that appeared.
Mo Shougui's eyes narrowed.
"who are they?"
Kong Nanfei's lips were chapped but his eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night.
As expected , Young Master Lu of Beiluo still intervened in this immortal fate! "The Master traveled to Beiluo the day before yesterday. After returning to Beijing, he learned that the secret realm was in Wolong Ridge, so he sent me here. Before leaving, he praised me... The rain boiled green plums in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and the qi was connected between the chess pieces."
Kong Nanfei paused, and Li Sansi and Mo Shougui couldn't help but look over.
"Looking down at the mountains and rivers, all the heroes are laughing; Lu is safe in Beiluo City." Kong Nanfei read it slowly and took a deep breath. It was rare in the world to receive such praise from the Master.
"These two people are Lu Ping'an's maid and coachman."
Kong Nanfei said.
"You can also say that... Lu Ping'an is Bai Yujing's disciple."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Li Sansi and Mo Shougui took a deep breath suddenly, their hearts were shocked.
"Maid and coachman?"
This person is very sexy! ...
Nie Zhangqing practiced the Daoist Spirit Movement Technique while Ning Zhao practiced the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
The spiritual energy in the body surged out from the Qi Dan, wrapping around the body and forming spiritual pressure.
They stared at the skinny Taoist.
The spiritual pressure unique to practitioners collided in the air.
Nie Zhangqing raised his hand and used the sword control technique. The butcher knife spun at high speed in the air and cut straight towards the skinny Taoist's head.
The cicada wing sword bounced back, Ning Zhao grasped the sword, turned over and killed.
The white skirt fluttered, spiritual energy attached to the long sword, and sword energy gushed out.
In the distance, Xiang Shaoyun was staring intently.
The pupils constrict.
He observed the battle and discovered that Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao were not affected by the skinny Taoist's spiritual pressure.
The battle with the skinny Taoist was back and forth.
In fact, Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao's strength is comparable to Xiang Shaoyun's, but... because of their spiritual pressure, they were able to do things that Xiang Shaoyun could not do.
"Is the oppression caused by spiritual energy... the difference between cultivators and ordinary warriors?!"
Xiang Shaoyun suddenly understood.
He mobilized the five strands of spiritual energy in the Qi Dan, and circulated the spiritual energy outside his body intermittently and not very skillfully to create pressure.
This is spiritual pressure.
The gap between cultivators and ordinary warriors! Ning Zhao was able to comprehend the spiritual pressure on his own. Xiang Shaoyun's talent was not weak. After observing the battle, he also condensed the spiritual pressure.
He was ecstatic. It had been a long time since he felt this kind of joy of breakthrough.
He picked up the long axe and took a step forward, with spiritual pressure covering his entire body. As expected, the skinny Taoist's pressure on him weakened a little, although due to the weakness of his spiritual pressure, it could not be completely eliminated.
But... it doesn't mean they can't fight anymore! Xiang Shaoyun joined the battle, which put more and more pressure on the skinny Taoist.
Compared to Nie Zhangqing's sword-wielding skills, Ning Zhao's body was as light as a swallow.
As soon as Xiang Shaoyun rushed forward, he was severely beaten by the skinny Taoist. However, the more he was beaten, the more excited he became.
Because... he felt that the skinny Taoist's strength was weakening!
A ray of dawn light, like the morning star at dawn, illuminates his heart!
finally……
Nie Zhangqing controlled his sword, his white robe fluttering, and slashed the skinny Taoist's neck from mid-air, the sword penetrating two inches into his flesh.
Ning Zhao's white skirt fluttered as she spun the sword. The tip of the sword pierced through the dust particles floating in the air and pierced into the skinny Taoist's chest, pinning him to the stone wall.
Xiang Shaoyun roared, holding the axe in both hands, and jumped up.
Suddenly.
The skinny Taoist who was nailed to the stone wall opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar that seemed to attack his soul.
"I, Jiang Chao, swear to defend the glory of the Great Emperor with my withered body!"
The green light in Taoist Ku Mu's eyes became brighter.
The next moment, the body swelled up and suddenly exploded! The horrific explosion injured everyone in the room.
There were hundreds of dense wisps of spiritual energy, forming a storm that entangled the middle room.
Xiang Shaoyun leaped up, but was hit by the violent impact of spiritual energy, his chest exploded into a bloody mess, and he fell to the ground, moving a long distance away, coughing up blood.
Nie Zhangqing held the flying butcher knife, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Ning Zhao's face turned pale and he took two steps back, the knuckles holding the sword cracked and bleeding.
Feel the spiritual energy sweeping through the room.
Both of them knew that this was an opportunity, so they sat cross-legged at the same time.
Practice the exercises and absorb the spiritual energy into the Qi Pill.
Xiang Shaoyun turned over and began to capture the spiritual energy in the air and absorb it into his Dantian.
As a great existence in this fairy palace, the skinny Taoist priest provided much richer spiritual energy after his death than those of the monsters, or even the monster leaders, and it was much easier to refine.
Li Sansi and the others also recovered from their injuries from the Taoist withered wood's self-explosion. With excitement on their faces, they sat cross-legged and absorbed spiritual energy.
…
Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.
Lines flickered in Lu Fan's eyes as he stared at the chessboard. The image of the skinny Taoist Jiang Chao, who was unwilling to self-destruct, appeared in front of him, and he sighed.
This was the first secret realm BOSS he constructed, and he gave it emotions and a body.
Unfortunately, Jiang Chao's fate was determined from the beginning, and he would continue to reincarnate in self-explosion.
The first secret realm has been cleared.
Just when Jiang Chao blew himself up.
In front of Lu Fan, a system prompt suddenly popped up.
"Congratulations to the host for building the secret realm 'Wolongling Fairy Palace' and completing the exploration guidance for the world..."
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