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Chapter 39: The Nine Levels of Entry

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The peaks of Jian Tomb are steep and the mountains are stacked!

The tall sword peaks pierced the sky and teared open the clouds.

The strange silver moon hangs upside down in the sea of ​​clouds, and its moonlight pours down like a Milky Way falling from the sky.

Under the moonlight, the mountains appear and appear, outlining Xu Menglong.

On the steep and steep mountain wall, a straight figure was sitting in a curling shape, like a javelin.

Su Bai's eyes were slightly closed, and a stream of extremely thick force surged out of his body. It was like a trickle of water, then it was like a vast ocean.

However, although this power is powerful, it is extremely gentle.

A faintly, a steady fluctuation emanated from Su Bai's body, but it seemed like the ups and downs in front of him.

Su Fei felt the energy flowing in his body and slowly circulated the Sword Demon Heart Sutra. This extremely powerful energy gradually had a secret route under his control.

"These energy is far from breaking through to the ninth level of the Entry Dao!"

The next moment, Su Bai felt ruthless, and his considerable number of mechanics was immediately consumed quickly, and a stream of energy surged into his body.

Like a boiling oil pan, the energy in Subai's body became thicker and thicker.

Until Su Bai felt a heart-wrenching pain all over his body, he knew that it had reached its limit and that this energy also showed signs of being out of control.

"It's time!" Su Bai's body trembled slightly, and the surging energy in his body rushed towards the bones, flesh and five internal organs, and merged into it. In a vague way, this straight figure exuded a sharp edge.

This sharpness made the strange moonlight lose its color, bang bang!

A dull sound suddenly sounded in Su Bai's body for no reason, and Su Bai's aura also surged and became thicker and thicker.

Bang! After the last loud and powerful dull sound, Su Bai's eyes slowly opened, and the light flashed in his eyes as deep as the night sky, with a long and thick breath.

Entering the Ninth Level of the Dao! Su Bai frowned slightly, stood up, feeling the changes in his body. Is this the strength of Entering the Ninth Level of the Dao?

Huhu! Su Bai held his right hand with a sudden snatch, his fingers and sword, and his momentum was like lightning toward the stone pillar standing in front of him.

Second-grade martial arts, sword finger!

The sharp sound of the wind defeated the howl of the mountain wind. Under the moonlight, a figure like a cheetah swept straight out, and her white fingers were out of the sheath like a sharp sword.

Bang! Bang!

Su Fei's fingers penetrated the stone pillar about the thickness of his waist deeply, and cracks spread out like spider webs.

A terrifying finger penetrates the rocks!

Its power is far better than before, and Su Bai's slightly frowned eyebrows also stretched out, slowly pulling his fingers back, and his fingers were painful.

Su Bai lowered his eyes and stared at his red fingers. In order to practice the sword finger, his fingers had endured countless impacts, and when they were serious, they almost broke their bones.

With a slight trembling of his fingers, Su Bai let out a light breath, and there was an unconcealed joy between the corners of his eyes: "The ninth level of entering the Tao is indeed not comparable to the eighth level of entering the Tao!"

Su Bai's body shook slightly, and the extremely thick force made the air shake slightly.

"I remember that the strongest cultivation level of the unlucky guy in the past was this realm. When you step into this realm again, the foundation of this body is thicker than that of ordinary people. This is also one of my advantages!" Su Bai murmured to himself, closing his eyes and concentrating. However, when he saw the almost zero mechanic value, Su Bai's mouth still twitched. This breakthrough made the mechanic value accumulated over several days useless.

"As soon as he practices, he will return to the pre-liberation. Alas, the revolution has not been successful yet, and comrades still need to work hard!" Su Bai's eyes opened slightly, and at the same time he also noticed that when he was practicing, a little bit of mechanics could support five minutes, but now as his own strength increases, the energy generated by a little bit of mechanics was not enough to support him in practicing for five minutes. "It seems that the thickness of the energy converted by this bit of mechanics is unchanged, and as my cultivation changes, the more energy I need!"

Hiss! When he thought that it would take thousands of merit points to practice in the future, Su Bai knew that he had to carry forward the profession of butcher.

"If I meet Meng Xingyun now, what chance of winning will Qi Qingshan and others have?" Su Bai murmured to himself, raised his head, and looked at the hazy and weird night sky. The stars were twinkling, which was particularly eye-catching.

Su Bai held his hands slightly and whispered: "One day, I will become this night sky!" Su Bai's mouth slightly raised, with a confident smile on his face. This confidence comes not only from the system, but also from his heart and soul.

Thinking of this, Su Bai couldn't help but think of a sentence, when a piece of soil is placed under his feet, it is unknown and trampled on, but when it is placed in the night sky, it will become the brightest star.

As he stood up, Su Bai took a step forward, stood in the wind, standing on the edge of the steep mountain wall, looking down at the flashing flames among the peaks, "This feeling of standing on a high place and looking down is really good. Isn't this the feeling of chasing martial arts?"

"It's a pity that this martial arts path is a success of one general, and it is destined to be a long bloody road!"

Su Fei talked to himself, suddenly raised his head, facing the strange moonlight, and his whole face looked even more evil.

The mountains stand in the center of Jian Peak, standing tall, and the straight peaks penetrate into the sky. The majestic atmosphere is filled with an inexplicable vicissitudes.

"And I wonder how many people will die when the sword tomb is opened this time?"

Su Fei stared at the sword peak for several breaths. The sword peak gave him the feeling that it was not only majestic but also more cold.

Huh! Huh! Su Bai kicked his feet slightly, and the breeze suddenly rose. His figure rushed down like a wild geese, floating on the mountain path in the secluded path, rushing towards the light of fire, like an elf in the dark night.

And before, the stone pillar standing beside collapsed.

In just a few days, the news swept across the blood refining space like a storm, and everyone knows it.

Su Bai smelled the scent of conspiracy. If Tianya Pavilion was unable to break through this sword tomb, everyone would know that it would be known to everyone. With a big fan, it would be possible to invite some powerful people from other sects.

"At least you have to master some information, otherwise you won't know if you are in the darkness of Tianya Pavilion!" Su Bai murmured.

"Which sect should I ask for information from? Langya sect, it must not work. If I come up with this unlucky identity, there will be some humiliation!"

While Su Bai was meditating, bursts of noise came into his ears with the wind, and even a little smell of alcohol.

Flying through the mountain paths and lush dense forests, a valley jumped into Subai's sight.

This valley is located in a low recess between the two peaks, like a cable bridge, connecting the peaks on both sides. The entire valley is the only narrow entrance in front of you. If you stand at a high place, the shape of the valley is similar to a gourd.

Su Bai looked around and nodded secretly. There were monsters roaring among the peaks of the sword tomb. Even those who abandoned the Qingshirts, it was a bit difficult to deal with. The valley in front of him was an excellent camp, which could be attacked or defended. As long as people see the entrance of the valley clearly, there was no need to worry about the attack of monsters at night. "There are five sects participating in the blood refining this time, Langya Sect, Sword Pavilion, Tianya Pavilion, and Zhuang Meng Pavilion

, Hundred-foot Sect!”

"In Langya Sect, most of the disciples were led by Qi Qingshan!"

"Think about the other sects that also have existences similar to Qi Qingshan, such as Meng Xingyun!"

Su Bai walked out of the shadow under the dense forest. At this moment, his breath was restrained, his face was a little white, and there was a faint book between his eyebrows, like a weak scholar.

The fires rising from the bonfire made the entire valley illuminate extremely bright.

Before Su Bai could reach the entrance of the valley, two harsh scoldings suddenly rang out: "Who?"

Two figures galloped out of the valley and landed in front of the valley, like two iron towers, with a strong aura.

Su Fei raised his head and noticed these two figures. On the left are disciples of Langya Sect and on the right are disciples of Baiqi Sect. His mind moved slightly. It seemed that this camp was not just a camp of one sect, but perhaps the disciples of multiple sects gathered here.

"Su Fai, a disciple of Langya Sect!" Su Fai said lightly, since he came, he would be at ease, and did not hide his identity.

This curse-like name made the disciples of Langya Sect stunned. They glanced at Su Bai, who was covered in blood. When they noticed Su Bai's extremely weak aura, the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, with a little slanderous tone: "I didn't expect that you, a scum, could survive until now. It seems that this blood refining space is not as dangerous as the outside world said!"

The young Langya Sect disciple moved aside and pointed at the valley, "There are many powerful people from other sects in this valley. You can stay in and don't cause trouble for the sect!"

After saying that, the disciple closed his eyes slightly and stopped looking at Su Fei.

"Oh!" Ignoring the disciple's low attitude, Su Bai sneered in his heart, walked into the valley without any slight expression.

Looking at Su Baibai's leaving figure, another disciple of Baiqi Sect said with interest: "Huang Min, who is this person? Why is the aura so weak, but he survived to this day and still surfing in this forest alone!"

"Su Bai, just a waste of the sect!" The disciple of Langya Sect, who was called Tongtian, opened his eyes slightly, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even more powerful: "I am indeed a little surprised to survive with his strength, but maybe this kid will hide as soon as he enters the blood refining space!"

"No wonder you are so disdainful of him!" The disciple of Baiqi Sect smiled embarrassedly, and then shook his head secretly. The boy who called Su Bai was so weak, he actually entered the valley with shameless words. You know, the disciples of the sects in this valley are all teams that will break through the sword tomb tomorrow.

In his eyes, Su Fai's move was undoubtedly a way out for death.

In the night wind, Su Bai listened to the whispers behind him, and his lips slowly raised a naughty curve: "Sect trash!"
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