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Chapter 252 Life is different, the universe is in the gourd!

The first level of the Hall of Five Punishments was successfully passed by Gu Yusheng in a very short time.

Mo Pinglan, Qu Lianghong, Su Shouzhuo and Han Wen, who entered this hall at the same time and were transferred to different places, all had their own destiny and fate.

Somewhere on the edge of the magma, Qu Lianghong was fighting with a seventh-level ancient demon earth dragon beast. This beast had extremely strong defense, comparable to the pig-hyena clan. It was proficient in the art of water and fire and was extremely difficult to deal with.

Although Qu Lianghong looks dignified and sweet, the weapon in her hand is a large back knife that is more than two meters long. The big back knife is used in her hands with great force, with absolute violent aesthetics and ground.

Dragons and beasts fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

After a final struggle, Qu Lianghong pulled the Earth Dragon Beast's head down and took out an extremely precious Earth Dragon Pill. The rolling molten fire reflected on her bleeding face, filled with a wild aura.

She raised the corner of her mouth, touched her thigh, licked the hot blood, and said with a smile: "My dear master, maybe I am the one suitable for Zhanlong Mountain!"

Qu Lianghong seemed to be a little entangled in the fact that Gu Yusheng was too distant and indifferent to her when they met outside the palace. She held the head of the earth dragon beast on her shoulder with one hand, strode across the lava, and said: "When I meet Mr. Fifteen

, scare him!"

Han Wen, a descendant of the greatest military sage, encountered thousands of spiritual soldiers passing by outside the gate of a historic site. These spiritual soldiers were also Xuanjia warriors from the Xuanlong Dynasty. They held long swords, arranged in a square formation, and moved forward step by step.

Push forward and get closer to Hanwen.

Han Wen, as a direct practitioner of the Holy Academy military strategist lineage, has practiced the tactics of gods and ghosts since he was a child, and received the guidance of Mr. Hou Shanba, Han Xiuwu, for half an hour. Although he was not a spirit slayer, he could clearly see these spirit soldiers. Likewise,

These spiritual soldiers can also sense the existence of Han Wen.

Soldiers, deceitful ways!

Han Wen, facing an army alone, calmly took out a simple chessboard, and when his hand fell on a chess piece, he used the chess piece as a pawn.

The chessboard is a formation, if you are marching and fighting, it is between the ranks.

As the chess pieces fall more and more.

Han Wen used chess as a weapon to form a mysterious formation, and used more than 200 marching soldiers to make various tricks, and finally defeated a thousand Xuanjia soldiers of the Xuanlong Dynasty.

Although he won, Han Wen shook his head and said with some dissatisfaction: "Compared to Mr. Eight, I am still far behind."

Han Wen headed towards the ancient ruins, looking for an ancestor in his family who once guarded this world, hoping to obtain his inherited military manual.

Su Shouzhuo, a gentle man, stopped in front of a mountain cliff. He fell into a sluggish state, as if he had lost his soul. But if you look closely, you will find that in his eyes, there is an article reflected from the cliff.

He was busy writing the golden words, copying and imitating them over and over again.

His revered teacher is Lu Guan, a real mortal teacher. He was originally named Shouzhuo, not because he was stupid, but because he was young and frivolous. He once thought of himself as smart and almost lost his life. Later, Lu Guan named him Shouzhuo.

Only by outlining and repairing the soul can one regain himself.

Nowadays, when he faces unexpected encounters, he is just like his master Lu Guan, painting in the mountains, freehand brushwork when encountering the scenery, splashing ink and brushstrokes in the strange mysterious world of words, and keeping his original intention.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Compared with Su Shouzhuo's persistence, Han Wen's conspiracy and Qu Lianghong's domineeringness.

There is a person who is out of place in the space inside the Five Penalties Hall.

Don't lean on the fence.

He is also the direct grandson of the most holy Confucian scholar. At this moment, he is shaking his arms vigorously, his sleeves and hair are flying around. He does not know where he is teleported. Behind him are a group of colorful and strange birds. These birds have bright red crests.

The wings and tails are extremely beautiful, and dozens of them fly in the air, rows and rows.

No matter how Mo ran on the railing, they followed him leisurely.

The leading flower bird occasionally landed behind Mo Pinglan and pecked the back of Mo Pinglan's head with its beak, making him grimace in pain.

"Stop chasing."

Don't lean on the railing and run away.

There are more and more flowers and birds behind me.

"Someone come and save me!"

Don't rely on the railing to perform many Confucian magic tricks, which will be of no use to these flowers and birds.

He accidentally got into danger and almost fell into the abyss, but these flowers and birds lifted him up with their claws.

One person leads a flock of birds.

There's a lot of chatter all over the world.

After Gu Yusheng passed the first level, he was transported to a completely different cave world. The moon was still high here, but the mountains were no longer rugged. Instead, there were mountains and rivers, bright stars, and a world full of tranquility and peace, forests, streams,

Lakes can be seen everywhere, with wild deer, rabbits, herds of cattle and sheep.

It's like a real paradise here.

There is no filthy smell in the air, and the spiritual energy is very abundant.

Gu Yusheng used his huge spiritual consciousness to expand in all directions and found that the world in this area was terrifying. Except for some low-level monsters, there was no danger at all.

"Perhaps, even if there is no danger, it is also a potential danger."

Gu Yusheng took a deep breath.

He walked forward for several hours, found a cliff near the water, opened a cave with his sword, protected the cave with a human sword, and sat cross-legged alone in the cave.

Looking at the world from the cave, including mountains, rivers, stars, forests, and slow streams, Gu Yusheng's heart soon calmed down.

At this time.

Gu Yusheng's mind moved.

The spiritual gourd hanging on the waist actually began to automatically absorb the spiritual power of this world. The spiritual power swarming in was like pearls falling from the distant stars, and like the blue lake in front of the girl, gently opening it.

Her thin veil and pieces of gauze flew up in the air and fell into the spiritual gourd.

Gu Yusheng was surprised.

Holding the spirit gourd with both hands, he puts his three souls into the spirit gourd. The soul and the spirit gourd form a fit, and the spirit gourd absorbs more and more spiritual power from heaven and earth.

In the past few years, the original spirit gourd world was still in a small space with a shallow pool and a place. Gu Yusheng could only use his own thoughts to separate it bit by bit, either to hide things or to hold wine.

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But now, the power of the falling stars in the sky fell to the ground and turned into sand and turned into earth.

The gauze of the lake is like the wind and the clouds.

The moon in the sky first reflected on the lake and fell in Gu Yusheng's heart. Then, Gu Yusheng's mind moved, and the moon seemed to be hanging in the spiritual gourd world.

Calabash Universe.

Small world.

It's getting richer and better little by little.

Gu Yusheng's consciousness traveled in the spiritual gourd.

suddenly.

He looked at a certain corner of the spirit gourd world with feeling, and with a move of his hand, a strange-shaped dagger flew towards him and floated in front of him.

This dagger is exactly what Xianda Liang was destined to be relegated to.

Even if it is a body of divine consciousness.

Gu Yusheng could also feel the sharpness and coldness of this dagger, and the pain that could cut apart the soul was real.

Gu Yusheng stared at it for a moment.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand.

The blossoming sword lotus transformed into a formation and wrapped the dagger inside.

Gu Yusheng said coldly: "Do you really think that I know nothing about your existence? After losing your body and most of your soul, are you still an immortal? You treat me like an ant, but now you are in my eyes

, there is no difference between it and a dog lingering on."


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