Li Xiulin's move shocked the Tianhai Sect monks above the main hall. The shock was followed by anger. The evil cultivator of Tu Zong not only made them hide under the protection of the sect master in humiliation, but now he dared to practice in front of everyone.

In terms of magic, he simply didn't pay attention to their existence at all.

"Sect Master, Han Feng please go out and kill the evil cultivator."

The Tianhai Sect elder named Han Feng gritted his teeth and said that although his cultivation in the late stage of pill formation was suppressed to the early stage of pill formation, he was still a pill formation monk. He was so humiliated and humiliated that he wanted to rush out and kill the evil cultivator in front of him.

"Song Lin, please order me!"

"Zhao Qiuran, please order me!"

"Li Xue, please help me!"

After Han Feng took the lead, calls for help came one after another from the Tianhai Sect's inland areas. Whether they were monks who were currently cultivating pills, or monks who only had Qi Condensation skills, they all asked for help, wanting to rush out and tear the evil spirits apart with their hands.

Practice to get rid of the bad energy in your heart.

Master Tianshui roared loudly after listening to the elders and disciples behind him asking for orders.

"Shut up!"

After being suddenly yelled by the sect leader, all the monks behind him became silent and did not dare to speak again. The majesty of the sect leader was clearly revealed.

Maybe these disciples don't know, but Master Tianshui, who is holding the water pattern bead, can clearly feel that the evil cultivator's full blow just now made the water pattern bead tremble a little, and it is not completely ineffective. If it happens a few more times, maybe the water pattern bead will

If cracks are created, evil cultivators can break through this screen.

However, he also knew that even if he could hit the evil cultivator in front of him with all his strength, he would not be able to use it too many times. Even if he used it, his spiritual power would be severely affected. However, they only lost a sixth-grade spiritual treasure, and their strength could still be preserved.

, maybe a group attack can kill the evil cultivators.

Just a sixth-grade spiritual treasure? Thinking of this, Master Tianshui felt a pang of pain. He only had this one sixth-grade spiritual treasure. However, compared to the life of his Tianhai Sect monk, he was willing to give up this only sixth-grade spiritual treasure.

After taking a deep breath, Master Tianshui made a decision. He didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble with the lives of all the monks of the Tianhai Sect. He could only win steadily. If the evil cultivator in front of him had a stronger move, he would have it sooner.

Just start practicing new moves. In just about seven hours, he can

What can be learned? If a new move can be learned in seven hours, then why do monks need to practice for years? In this way, there are eight levels of possibility that Master Tianshui thinks that the evil cultivator in front of him is trying to seduce them.

The possibility of two levels is to truly practice new moves.

After thinking about it like this, Master Tianshui said solemnly: "Whoever dares to ask for help again, I will kill you first without waiting for the evil cultivator to take action."

After Master Tianshui said this, everyone in the Tianhai Sect behind him became even more silent, not daring to make a single sound.

Although Master Tianshui's words just now seemed inhumane, he then said softly: "Don't mess up your position. The evil cultivation will not be able to break this barrier. It is done deliberately to anger you and me, so as to lure us out.

Use the power of the formation to kill us. We just need to stick to this place, recover our spiritual power, heal our injuries, and build defensive runes together, so we won't fall into the evil cultivator's scheme."

Master Tianshui's words shocked the minds of the Tianhai Sect monks behind him, and they all woke up, secretly cursing themselves for their recklessness and impulsiveness, and cast admiring glances at Master Tianshui.

Master Tianshui continued: "This spiritual crystal that suppresses your and my cultivation can only last for about seven hours. When you and I recover our cultivation, it will not be too late to go out and kill the evil cultivators together."

Master Tianshui's words not only once again improved his status and weight in the hearts of everyone in Tianhai Sect, but also stabilized everyone's military morale, allowing everyone to work hard to restore their spiritual power. With hope, they can regain their cultivation after being suppressed.

Later lost confidence.

Indeed, he was so angry that he didn't want to rush out and cut into pieces the corpses of the evil cultivators who slaughtered his Tianhai Sect in front of him. As long as his cultivation level was restored to the Golden Core, even if the Nascent Soul cultivator came to stop him, he would desperately kill the evil cultivators.

He was cut into pieces with thousands of swords to vent his hatred. But now, he can only bear the lives of everyone and live in a water-marked bead shape.

Under the complete barrier, even if he made a humble request before, even if this evil cultivator sat down in front of him and practiced as if he was in a deserted land, he could only endure it. Because he is not only a golden elixir cultivator,

As the leader of the Tianhai Sect, he bears not only his own life, but also the life and destiny of the entire sect.

The leader of a sect should be like this. Since he receives the supreme respect and support, he must endure what ordinary people cannot bear and bear what ordinary people cannot bear.

Although Li Xiulin started to practice cross-legged, he was also distracted by Tianshui Zhenren. After seeing this person decided to be a coward to the end, he sneered in his heart, and then devoted all his attention to Po Jun's research and training, not to the outside world.

Not distracted at all.

Then, a strange scene appeared. The two sides, who were supposed to be fighting to the death, began to practice through a barrier that could see each other. Those who didn't know it thought they were from the same sect.

At the same time, a hundred miles away from here, a young man in colorful clothes was sitting on a stone, cracking melon seeds, looking at the light curtain in front of him, and shouted.

"Damn it, why did you stop? Did it change from a martial fight to a civil fight?"

The light screen in front of the man clearly showed the scene of Li Xiulin and the Tianhaizong monks practicing cross-leggedly with each other. After the scene came to a stop, the man in colorful clothes was cracking melon seeds and murmured to himself with a smile: "This wood is also interesting, like this

Even I can't recognize the formation, but he seems to be a monk with good luck."

After finishing speaking, the young man in colorful clothes stretched his back and said slowly with a relaxed smile: "However, I have never been afraid of anyone in terms of luck. After all, I am the chosen one, right?"

After the boy in colorful clothes finished speaking, he turned to look at the man in white behind him, with a bright smile still on his face, and his eyes curved into a crescent moon.

However, the man in white behind him did not dare to answer. He kept his head lowered and did not dare to raise it.

The man in colorful clothes seemed to be used to it, and did not pay attention to this scene. He just shrugged, turned around, looked at the still picture on the light screen, and said to himself: "You are almost ready to form a pill. I should go back and prepare to form a pill."

The family is also pressing for matters."

After saying that, the young man in colorful clothes looked up at the sky with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know why he was so interested in such an ordinary monk. After hearing the news about him, he immediately put down the opportunity and rushed over.

Just to watch a show? Yes, but not entirely. Although some rare things will happen in this wooden place, it will definitely not make him like this.

It should be, it seems familiar, right?

The young man in colorful clothes only had this answer in his mind, and this answer was not an answer.

At this time, Li Xiulin devoted all his attention to the practice of Po Jun. He needed to learn this move in just seven hours. He did not seek to master it, but only wanted to be able to perform a decent Po Jun move.

Li Xiulin circulated the spiritual power in his body according to fixed lines, and finally condensed it in his hands. Time and time again, he could not succeed. He had practiced this method before, but all ended in failure. Now he practices

Because I was so close to forming the elixir, when I practiced this method again, it was much smoother than before, but I was still unable to complete the subsequent steps.

Time always flies by when it shouldn't.

Four hours have passed, and half of the time has passed, but Li Xiulin has never made a breakthrough in his army-breaking training method, and his forehead is dripping with sweat due to nervousness. After all, if the training fails, his life will be frozen in three.

An hour later, when life and death were at stake, he was also extremely anxious.

After trying many times to no avail, Li Xiulin suddenly took a deep breath and cut off the spiritual path of breaking the army in his body. He seemed to have given up and sat in mid-air.

Tianshui Zhenren, who was looking at Li Xiulin from afar in the main hall, noticed that the evil cultivator in front of him suddenly quit practicing and the spiritual power in his body did not fluctuate much. He guessed that he must have failed in practicing a new technique, so he pretended to persuade him with good words.

: "Your Excellency, you'd better retreat. Otherwise, in another three hours, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Master Tianshui's words undoubtedly added a kind of pressure to Li Xiulin invisibly, with the intention of making him want to retreat and make Tianhai Sect's chances of winning more stable. Master Tianshui was not willing to go to such a madman-like evil cultivator.

Motivate him with even one sentence.

Li Xiulin was sitting blankly in the air at this time. He did not have the intention to retreat because of Master Tianshui's words, because he knew that it was too late for him to retreat now. It was only three hours. Where could he go? Because of this, since

If you retreat, you will die. If you don't retreat, you will die if you fail to cultivate. Why not seek the glimmer of hope of immortality by not retreating?

If you don't succeed in cultivating the blood elixir, you might as well die now, and the road ahead will only become more dangerous.

Li Xiulin did not practice Po Jun again at this time, and of course he did not give up. It was just that after hitting the wall many times, he thought it would be better to re-examine the Po Jun technique. Whether it was traditional practice or a different approach, it was necessary to

Only by using your brain to think can you achieve something.

Li Xiulin began to carefully examine Pojun again in his mind.

Breaking the Army can only be practiced by cultivating alchemy. It is the second form among the Ten Bloodthirsty Spears. It uses a point to exert force, is unstoppable, and specializes in breaking defenses. The method of practice is to run the spiritual power in the body, and then gradually condense it in the hands.

, use spiritual power to construct the Red Devil Spear in the air, push it with formations, and strike forward with the force of wind and thunder to defeat thousands of armies. If you practice mastery, you can do it with one hand.

Can construct a spiritual version of the Red Devil Spear. The constructed spiritual version of the Red Devil Spear can not only be used to destroy armies, but can also be used as a general weapon. When one reaches great attainment in cultivation, one can construct more than one Red Devil Spear out of thin air. If one has spiritual power,

Enough. Thousands of Red Devil Guns were used at the same time to destroy the army. The army of thousands of miles was instantly annihilated. At this time, it was worthy of the name of the true army.

Li Xiulin fell into deep thought. At this time, he was stuck in constructing the spiritual version of the Red Devil Spear. It was not because he did not have enough spiritual power, but because he was limited by the cultivation level of the alchemy, and he was still unable to construct the Red Devil Spear.

.Even the spiritual version of the Red Devil Spear cannot be constructed, so naturally it cannot be used to break the army.

!

Suddenly, Li Xiulin had a flash of inspiration, and a bold idea emerged from his mind. Since I can't build a spiritual version of the Red Devil Gun, I have a real Red Devil Gun!

The moment this idea came out, Li Xiulin felt a sudden burst of joy in his heart, but he did not act immediately, but began to think about the feasibility of this method.

Regardless of whether it is feasible or not, if Po Jun uses it, it is a one-time consumption spell. He needs to shoot it at the enemy. Therefore, he needs to use the red devil gun constructed with spiritual power. If he throws the real red devil gun, wouldn't he lose his weapon?

?There is also the issue of accuracy. Although Pojun is powerful, his attack range is only one point, or even only the tip of the spear. Using the Red Devil Spear constructed entirely from his own spiritual power will

He can control its direction smoothly and increase the probability of hitting. If he uses this real Red Devil Gun that he cannot fully control, it will naturally be difficult to hit the moving enemy. Also, if he uses the real Red Devil Gun to use Pojun, it can only be regarded as

After completing the first half of Po Jun's spells, Po Jun's key spiritual power formation method cannot be used, and it is also a question whether Po Jun's power will be greatly reduced.

However, in this situation, apart from the reduction in power, other problems seemed to be non-issues. The opponent was not in a battle of wits with him at all, but was simply defending with a barrier and would not move.

It seems that the castrated version of Pojun is completely feasible.

After his thoughts became clear, Li Xiulin began to practice again, but this time he did not build a spiritual version of the Red Devil Spear from his hands, but covered the Red Devil Spear that happened to be in his hand with a spiritual film, a layer with Pojun.

A spiritual shell with the meaning of magic.

When he felt that the evil cultivator in the air suddenly started practicing again, Master Tianshui in the barrier panicked, but he then comforted himself in his heart that this was just the death struggle of the evil cultivator in front of him.

In this way, time still passes, and the scene remains calm. However, the black-red Red Devil Gun in Li Xiulin's hand is gradually being filled with a shell woven with red spiritual power. The red light flashes for a moment, eye-catching, and exudes an indestructible force.

meaning.

As this crazy spiritual power surged, everyone in the Tianhai Sect clearly felt something strange about the magic gun in Li Xiulin's hand, and gradually became panicked. A sense of despair permeated the hearts of these monks, like a haze that was difficult to dissipate.
To be continued...