Wu Qiudao lay on the flying sword and let the light of the sword fly towards Kunlun.
The strong wind in the sky was biting, and the light of the Seven-Star and Five-Bright Sword flew too fast. If you were an ordinary person, your skin would have been scratched by the strong wind, or your whole body would have become hypothermic, and you would have fainted without even realizing it.
However, after Wu Qiudao had close contact with the real bodies of the Queen Mother of the West, the Emperor of Donghua, and the Dragon King of the Sea in the past few days, the inner energy circulation method gradually approached these gods unconsciously, and he was already in the innate calamity without knowing it. 81
But every time he dies and recasts, he can make the price of divine punishment invalid. He has gone through all the eight difficulties of cultivation, including being alone, young, poor, disabled, ugly, weak, sick, and stupid. Unknowingly, he has dealt with all five disadvantages and three shortcomings.
spend.
A few days ago, Wu Qiudao practiced the "Star Pointing Technique of Fate Palace" alone, and attracted the power of the third and fourth evil stars. The sheep is in the heart, the tuoluo is in the spring well, the Mars is at the mouth of the well, the bell star is at the root of the mountain, and the four stars are in the heart.
The evil spirits gathered together and added two more levels of body refining realm to him.
After lighting up the main star Gou Chen Yi, the medicinal bath catalyzes him to wake up first; the evil power of Qingyang makes his blood as mercury; the evil power of Dora makes him strong enough to carry a cauldron; the evil power of Mars makes him develop steel and iron bones; the evil power of the bell makes him strong.
The evil power of the star made all his meridians open.
Nowadays, his muscles and bones are strong, the energy in the Dantian in his abdomen has accumulated, and the outward Gang Qi is as thick as three inches. Among martial artists in the martial arts world, based solely on internal Qi, he is already one of the few innate masters in the world.
The most important thing is that his spiritual platform was contaminated by the overflow of divine power, and his way of thinking was gradually updated. The various bad temperaments he had in modern life were greatly improved. Even if he had lustful troubles, they would no longer become a trouble, but would become a problem on his spiritual path.
of resources.
He has entered Xiantian, and like his senior brother Lu Yan, has entered the realm of real people! Then, the actual combat training that has been stagnant for a long time should continue. It is time for him to find his third uncle Ji Chen to update the version of "Glory of Heroes".
In order to prevent the celestial beings with too high realms from carrying out dimensionality reduction attacks, which would not have the effect of actual combat exercises, and to prevent the competition from being too unbalanced and making the competition lose suspense, Wu Qiudao, as a dreamer, formulated a plan for the small dream world.
One rule is that the realm of all participants is suppressed to the Taoist realm.
That night, Wu Qiudao, who was no longer worried about Donghuazi's attack, returned to Kunlun Tianyong City. After a light sleep, he passed by the Huo Mansion, met Meng Guan, went down the stairs, entered Taixu's dreamland, and returned to Emperor Huang Zengtian.
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The Luyeyuan Amusement Park by the Boluo Lake is still so lively. No, compared to the day Wu Qiudao left, the Luyeyuan Amusement Park is obviously more lively. There are so many people and cars that Wu Qiudao even suspects that all the residents of Emperor Huang Zengtian are here.
Came here.
The ruins of the Sarnath ruins have been cleared away. Around the Sarnath ruins, people spontaneously built a small town to receive tourists from far away. It is almost an e-sports tourism town.
Walking into the Bird's Nest venue, the deafening music was still the same song "The Legend Will Never Die", and the third uncle was still passionately acting as his commentator and host.
"Let us congratulate Dixing Rakshasa Punjabu for being the best player voted by all viewers in this game! Abang is amazing. His recent match record has been 33 consecutive wins, and he is only one short of the longest winning streak of the season.
Two games already! Applause and encouragement!”
A bull-headed monster raised his right hand and waved to all the audience at the Bird's Nest, thanking everyone for their appreciation. The audience present also applauded and cheered in cooperation, causing waves of noise.
"The next game will be the holder of the longest winning streak in the season. The Tianzhong Immortal Official who competes with Abang for the first place in the season standings, Gui Yang! I know that Gui Yang Xian Guan has many female admirers. Let's all shout together.
Give me your export number!" Ji Chen said with a smile.
Many female spectators screamed wildly and shouted the slogan: "The love of my life, a sword floating on the sand!"
Ji Chen wanted to tease the audience again, but his expression suddenly changed. First he was surprised, then ecstatic.
He suddenly said: "I'm very sorry, dear viewers, that's the end of today's legendary event! All matching matches will be closed immediately. Please leave in an orderly manner. Visitors who do not leave the amusement park within one stick of incense will be
Forced transmission, I hope everyone understands!"
The audience, who had just been aroused by Ji Chen's enthusiasm, were confused and didn't know what the host was doing. The players who were originally in the matching match also bounced back to the Bird's Nest venue from the Summoning Canyon, and the audience suddenly became confused.
Full and full.
Feeling disappointed, the maidservants stamped their feet angrily: "It will be Yang Yang's turn soon, why is it suddenly closed?"
Other viewers were also talking about it. Some players who had participated in matching events since the early days of "Glory of Heroes" suddenly thought of something: "The end of the first season was so sudden. Could it be that the new season is about to start?"
A jade boy shook his head: "Probably not. If the dream designer Dragon Warrior is not here, who will do the third season?"
The sheep-headed Rakshasa from before asked: "What if... the museum is closed today because the Dragon Warrior is back?"
The audience who heard this discussion looked towards the center of the stage. A figure slowly walked towards the host and commentator. The audience who saw this were shocked. Someone suddenly shouted: "The Dragon Warrior is back!"
So everyone looked at the handsome young man in the center of the stage in surprise. Is he the Dragon Warrior?
The figure paused for a moment, then waved his right hand lightly, and all the spectators were sucked away by an irresistible force. When they stood firm, they found that they had landed outside the amusement park wall, and
There were still dense crowds of figures falling from the sky.
Then someone in the crowd screamed: "It must be him! Except the dreamer himself, who can drive all the people in the dream out of the dream with just a wave of his hand?"
"The man is back!"
"What? The Dragon Warrior is back!"
Cheers came and went, and many newcomers didn't know what was going on and asked about the Dragon Warrior's deeds.
As for our dream designer "Dragon Warrior", just before he was about to meet Ji Chen, he stood there with his lips trembling slightly, not knowing how to speak.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ji Chen took the initiative to hug Wu Qiudao, and asked with a smile: "Why, I haven't seen you for a while, seems to be with your third master
Uncle, have you broken up? I’ve stopped all today’s events. We won’t go home until we’re drunk tonight. Let’s have a good drink of the fairyland’s nectar!”
Wu Qiudao pushed Ji Chen away and apologized seriously: "Uncle Third Master, I did something wrong to you, I'm sorry!"
Ji Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp: "What? You want to touch my woman?"
"No!" Wu Qiudao shook his head and suddenly froze, "What woman?"
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.