"Thank you for helping me advance!"
Advanced?
Wei Zhongxian's mind was instantly confused!
Another advancement?
Why do we have to add the word “又”?
Wei Zhongxian looked at Qi Cheng coldly.
Since Qi Cheng returned to China because of Ge Qinghong’s matter.
He grew from the state of concentration to the state of night wandering!
Night tour!
He has been training Zhao Tiezhu for many years!
That’s about the level!
In less than a month, the little devils who could never catch his eye repeatedly gave him surprises.
No, it's not a surprise.
This is scary!
"Impossible! You can't advance so quickly! It's only been a short time since your last advancement!"
Qi Cheng smiled faintly and let out a breath.
The color of qi is yellow!
Golden yellow!
This means that the spiritual power in Qi Cheng's body has indeed reached the daily level!
Day trip!
At the beginning, how long did it take me to go from calming my mind to daytime travel?
ten years?
Still twenty years!
Anyway, it’s been quite long!
It was so long that by the time I came out, the Ming Dynasty was gone!
He didn't even have time to help collect the body of Zhu Youjian.
But even so, his advancement speed is top-notch among the nine-person group.
If it weren't for his physical disability, his advancement speed would be much faster than others.
However, his advancement speed is compared with the person in front of him.
It’s far from it!
"How did you do it? We know about the Gua Men's Pan Zi Gong, but it's not that magical. What adventure did you have?"
Qi Cheng smiled faintly. "Guess!"
"Guess? Haha... I think this old guy will be pissed to death!"
"Adventure? I want to have an adventure too. But, from what I hear, Master Qi is a rare genius!"
"Just now, I was so worried! I didn't expect Master Qi to advance. Is this the prototype of the protagonist?"
"With Master Qi here, eating is so easy!"
Wei Zhongxian did not speak, but looked at Qi Cheng silently.
"If you don't tell me, I'll beat you until you tell me!"
After he finished speaking, a thin layer of black armor appeared on Wei Zhongxian's body.
Surprisingly, this layer of armor was not passed up.
Instead, I hung it up myself.
The thickness is like a piece of paper.
But hardness...
"Weapon Gate: Myriad Spirit Armor?"
In the distance, No. 8 was completely stunned when he saw the black iron armor on Wei Zhongxian!
Then, intense greed burst out from his eyes.
"Hasn't this method of forging the Myriad Spirit Armor been lost? Why did it appear on Old Nine's body?"
"and……"
"When did he get this All-Spirit Armor?"
Number Eight was going crazy with jealousy.
This is the Armor of All Spirits!
It can change into various shapes, change size, resist magical attacks, and resist physical damage.
It can even be transformed into a weapon.
The "Wan" in Wanling Armor represents omnipotence.
After the Taoist sect split, what the eight branches obtained was actually weaker than the original Taoist sect.
As time went on, whether it was the Ling Sect, the Gua Sect, or even the Fu Sect, they all declined to varying degrees.
Only the instrument gate.
With the persistence and innovation of the founder Ou Yezi, not only were seven peerless swords created, but also a magical weapon that could give birth to a spirit.
But no matter whether they are peerless swords or divine weapons with spirits.
None of them can be compared with the Armor of All Spirits.
This thing is the ultimate reliance of the Qimen Sect to become the second of the eight major branches.
Unfortunately, Ou Yezi died before the Wanling Armor was completely completed.
No one knows the exact cause of death.
But there are rumors within the Taoist sect that it was the work of the Ling sect.
What they are afraid of is that the Qimen will be too strong and take away the title of the first among the eight branches of the Lingmen.
However, although the All-Spirit Armor is a semi-finished product.
But its power has left its name in the history of Taoism.
"If I had this armor, I would have challenged the middle three long ago!"
Number Eight muttered to himself.
This statement is not an exaggeration at all.
With the powerful defensive capabilities of Wanling Armor, it is not impossible to win if you challenge the top three.
But Lao Jiu...
At this time, No. 8 could no longer see this person clearly.
Logically speaking, Lao Jiu's strength ranks last among the nine people.
But now it seems that both his hidden cards and his intelligence are not low.
If I have to choose an aspect in which I am inferior to him, it would be my own strength.
But one's own strength and combat effectiveness are two different things.
Number 8 took out his cell phone and sent a text message in the WeChat group.
Eight: "I think Lao Jiu is still worth saving!"
Six: "Old Nine really has a lot of cards up his sleeve! Qi Cheng is in danger."
Two: "It's definitely worth saving! Lao Ba, after you get the things, if Lao Jiu is still alive, bring him back!"
Eight: "Okay!"
Number Eight put his phone in his pocket and looked at the Tai Chi diagram again.
At this moment, a burst of intense noise suddenly appeared behind him.
What?
Number Eight felt a little strange because he was on the rooftop of a high-rise building.
Now, it is wartime again.
Meteorites kept falling, if it weren't for the branches and leaves of the thousand-foot tree.
The city is gone!
Those people in Longcheng, why don’t they find a place to hide underground?
Open the roof?
Are you looking for death?
And, it’s a group.
With a loud bang.
The rooftop door behind Number 8 was smashed open.
A huge purple-eyed monster appeared in front of him.
It is no longer possible to tell what the original form of this thing was.
But judging from its current size, the prototype is at least 2 meters tall.
Now, it is 4 meters.
“Interesting!”
Behind the purple-eyed monster, countless more purple-eyed monsters rushed out.
There are cats, dogs, people, and wild boars.
There are so many of them that I can’t count them.
At this time, a golden figure slowly fell from the sky!
"Turtle Spirit?"
Number Eight looked at the Tai Chi diagram.
There, there is also a golden turtle spirit.
"Old Nine?"
Number Eight narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression cold.
He felt strange.
With the intelligence shown by Lao Jiu, why could the purple-eyed monster that had been created a long time ago be easily subdued by an ordinary person?
It now seems that the most powerful purple-eyed monsters have been gathered by Lao Jiu.
And these things are not meant to deal with Baoneng, but to deal with him.
At the very beginning, Lao Jiu had already decided to break up with the group of nine.
The golden turtle spirit slowly fell down.
"Old Eight! It's been a hundred years since we last saw each other, right?"
When Gui Lingzi opened his mouth, he spoke in the voice of Wei Zhongxian.
Number Eight looked at Gui Lingzi deeply.
"Qimen magic, Laojiu, you have studied a lot!"
"A little bit!"
Number Eight chuckled. "It's no use trying to get close to me. You should know Second Brother's temper."
"Now you know our purpose. Second brother, I'm sure you know it too! Can you please leave here for all the years we've served the Nine?"
"No!" Number Eight shook his head. "Rules are rules. You broke them and opened the door to the underworld. Not only Big Brother, but even Second Brother won't let you go!"
"Then...I'm sorry!"
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