The bald-headed crane was eating magic medicine and spiritual fruit, while also carrying a wine gourd.
The wine gourd contained fine wines made from thousands of precious spiritual materials. Naturally, they were stolen, and the wine cellars were emptied.
At this moment, the bald crane looked intoxicated, carefree and extremely comfortable.
As for Luo Shenghui, he was squatting in front of the stone room where Wang Teng was retreating, his eyes drifting to the wine gourd in the bald crane's hand from time to time, as if he was salivating.
However, at this moment, Luo Shenghui suddenly shivered.
I saw a woman in white suddenly appeared in the courtyard with a perfect figure and extremely beautiful appearance.
The woman in white appeared in the courtyard without any warning, without any fluctuation in her cultivation, as if she were a mortal with no cultivation at all.
But he has a unique temperament that ordinary people don't have.
This kind of temperament is as ethereal as an immortal. It is said that ordinary people, even advanced Shinto monks, would be hard-pressed to produce such a unique temperament.
She glanced at Luo Shenghuan with a calm gaze.
Luo Shenghui immediately shuddered, and when he looked at the woman in white, there was instinctively a hint of fear, even fear.
Deep in my memory, a vague figure seemed to have appeared.
"roar!"
Luo Shenghuan stared at the woman with vigilance and fear, and growled lowly.
The woman in white was silent, and a gleam of light burst out from her eyes and shot into Luo Shenghui's eyes.
Luo Shenghui immediately trembled and crawled down, his eyes full of fear.
The bald-headed crane, who was drinking comfortably, heard Luo Shenghuan's low roar and glanced back. Only then did he notice that there was a woman in the yard at some point. He was so frightened that all his feathers stood up and his body immediately stood up.
He stood up from the wicker chair, ready to run away at any moment.
With the strength of its soul and its spiritual perception, it was unable to sense when the other party came into the courtyard, and it was not able to sense it at all.
A pair of small eyes stared at the woman in white. The bald-headed crane's throat rolled, and he swallowed with a "Gulu" sound.
Because it discovered that it could not see through the woman in white at all.
Bottomless!
I just feel that the other party is extremely dangerous!
The woman in white glanced at the bald-headed crane. Her dull gaze made the bald-headed crane immediately tremble.
When her eyes fell on the bald crane, the woman in white frowned slightly, and there was a strange look in her eyes as she looked at the bald crane.
His gaze rested on the bald crane for a few seconds, and then he sat down in front of the stone table in the courtyard, but there was no movement at all.
His eyes were bright and clear, and he glanced at the stone room where Wang Teng was retreating. His figure remained motionless, like a petrified sculpture, as if he was thinking about something.
There was silence in the courtyard.
Luo Shenghui was lying on the ground, not daring to move.
The bald-headed crane also slipped down from the wicker chair, shivering.
The red-scaled dragon snake seemed to feel the sudden and unusual aura of solemnity in the courtyard. When he woke up from practice and saw the woman in the courtyard, a look of doubt appeared in his beautiful and vivid glazed eyes.
When the woman glanced at him inadvertently from the corner of her eye, the red-scaled dragon snake suddenly stiffened, then quickly curled up its body and buried its head, leaving only a pair of eyes to secretly stare at the woman.
The woman in white sat quietly in the courtyard, not saying a word and never leaving.
Silently, they put great pressure on Bald Crane, Luo Shenghui and Red Scale Dragon Snake.
The bald-headed crane's eyes rolled around, showing a simple and honest attitude, trying to break the dull silence. However, the woman in white only glanced at it sideways, and the bald-headed crane found that he could not open his mouth and could not make any sound.
In the training stone room.
The last Blood Orb was finally completely refined by Wang Teng.
A terrifying blood energy rushed out of Wang Teng's body, turning into a dragon of blood energy, rushing out of his body and rushing towards the sky.
An astonishing vision appeared, but it was suppressed by various formations arranged by Wang Teng in the distance.
An extremely powerful aura burst out from Wang Teng.
His whole body is filled with brilliant divine light, and his immortal golden light is extremely sacred and immortal.
Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes, which were as bright as a magic lamp and emitted a terrifying light.
"The fourteenth level of the immortal golden body is finally completed!"
Wang Teng's eyes were full of surprise.
With the help of the majestic power of blood in the three blood orbs obtained from the ancient ruins of Xushan and deep in the underground palace, his immortal golden body finally took another step forward and successfully entered the fourteenth level!
"What a surging divine power and physical strength. Every cell has undergone earth-shaking transformation. The fourteenth level of the immortal golden body seems to be more powerful than I imagined!"
At this moment, Wang Teng only felt that his condition was better than ever.
His cultivation has reached the late stage of the Divine Lord, and his physical body has reached the 14th level of the Immortal Golden Body. His strength has still reached a new peak.
"I have gained a lot from this retreat, but...the ominous feeling is getting stronger and stronger. From now on, my eyelids have been beating non-stop..."
Wang Teng suppressed the surprise in his heart and his expression became more solemn.
He took a deep breath and did not intend to continue the retreat.
During this retreat, my strength has greatly improved, and my cultivation and physical body have been greatly improved.
In a short period of time, even if you continue to retreat, it will be difficult to make further progress.
"Boom!"
The stone door of the secret cultivation room slowly opened.
Wang Teng walked out of the secret cultivation room.
Immediately, he saw Luo Shenghu crawling in front of the stone gate.
Wang Teng was stunned for a moment.
This guy was subdued by him, so it was normal to be more respectful to him.
but……
Are you crawling in the wrong direction?
What does it mean when your butt is facing me?
Um??
Is this provoking him?
But at this moment.
Wang Teng suddenly felt a terrifying sense of oppression, which pressed on him without any warning, causing him to almost collapse to the ground on the spot.
He was immediately horrified. Now he has been promoted to the late stage of the Divine Lord, and his physical body has been cultivated to the 14th level of the immortal golden body. He is only four short of the 18th level of the Wutian Demon Lord at his peak in the past.
Heavy realm.
With his current strength and foundation, he was almost paralyzed on the spot by this inexplicable sense of oppression.
At the same time, he felt as if his body was being bound and imprisoned, as if he was trapped in a huge swamp.
Wang Teng immediately raised his eyes and saw a woman in white sitting quietly at the stone table in the courtyard, looking at him with a pair of cold eyes.
Next to the wicker chair, a bald crane also shrank its neck, like a quail in front of the woman.
Noticing Wang Teng's gaze, the bald crane secretly winked, hinting to Wang Teng to run away.
Wang Teng's heart suddenly sank.
Under the gaze of the woman in white, Wang Teng suddenly felt as if his entire being had been seen through by the other party, and there was no longer any secret at all.
At the same time, Wang Teng finally understood where the sudden and terrifying sense of oppression came from.