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Chapter 1492

Chapter 1492

It hurt so much that my skin cracked and my clothes were soaked with blood.

Dizzy, dizzy, unable to distinguish between east, west and north.

My mind felt dizzy, as if someone had stabbed me with countless steel needles.

There is tightness in the chest, as if being hit hard by an external force and causing suffocation.

Severe pain, life was worse than death. Suning was sweating profusely and clutching gravel and mud tightly with both hands.

He wanted to ask Luo Chen who was standing aside for help, but when the words came to his mouth, no sound came out of his throat.

"What, what's going on?"

"Master is more than one meter away from me, why can't you notice anything strange about me?"

"Jiang Lin'an, what did he do to me?"

"What are the three dark lights that came out of the ground?"

Suning's eyes widened and veins bulged on his forehead.

A fishy-sweet smell surged up in his throat.

The injured internal organs cracked again because of this sudden force, and even the soul was implicated, showing signs of disintegration.

"No......"

Suning was in agony and cursed loudly: "Jiang Lin'an, you bastard, you bastard."

"Lao Mian kindly brings you to the fairy world to help you fulfill your last wish."

"You, you really hurt me."

"You deserve to die in Taixu Mountain."

"Wow."

After spitting out several mouthfuls of black blood, Suning's mind sank and he fell into coma on the spot.

In a hazy state, he watched Jiang Linan's life.

During the birth, there was a vision of heaven and earth, and hundreds of birds gathered around the Jiang clan, unwilling to disperse for a long time.

He entered the path of spiritual practice at the age of five and entered the first level of martial arts in the same year.

At the age of thirty, he aspires to reach the eighteenth level of martial arts. At the age of thirty-one, he washes away his mortal flesh and bones and becomes a true immortal.

At the age of thirty-two, he became a disciple of Wen Dian and became a direct disciple of the nine Beidou hall masters.

In the next six thousand years, he "passed through all the obstacles" and reached the eighteenth level of the True Immortal with his arrogant talent.

Perhaps the speed of cultivation was too fast, which caused punishment from heaven. Jiang Linan had been stagnant in the 18th level of the True Immortal for nine hundred years, and was still unable to break through.

Understand life and death and reincarnation.

He spent a hundred years and his soul reincarnated into three thousand small worlds.

At the same time, his true self stayed in the fairy world looking for someone to fight.

He escaped from death countless times and his life was hanging by a thread.

Finally, after practicing for seven thousand years, he was promoted to the nineteenth rank of True Immortal.

That day, the immortal world was shaken and the literary palace was boiling.

Jiang Lin'an's Jiang clan held a banquet on the 7th and 49th day, inviting guests from all over the world to share this great joy.

The first person among the semi-saints, the first genius in the immortal world.

The evildoer of the Jiang family and the war god of the Phoenix Realm.

All kinds of praises come one after another, and everyone in the fairy world knows it.

Duan Ziqian, the pen-wielding ancestor of Wen Dian, called him the unparalleled hero in the immortal world who is most likely to ascend to the sixteen great worlds after Xuzi became a saint.

Gu Changxiao, the sword-wielding ancestor of Wu Dian, praised without hesitation, saying that no one would be able to surpass Jiang Linan in ten thousand years.

The Jiang family has a son in Lin'an.

When you come to the Jiang family, you should have eternal peace.

In this way, another five hundred years passed.

As expected, Jiang Linan touched the threshold of the Semi-Saint and found the laws of the world that only the Semi-Saint could control.

That year, he practiced for 7,500 years.

He is the third Half-Saint in the Immortal World and the youngest Half-Saint.

The scenery is infinite, and no one can surpass it or compete with it.

Half a month later, in the back mountain of Jiang's Immortal Clan, he looked up at the stars in the sky alone and successfully understood his first magical power.

Then, in the sixteenth year, he realized the second magical power.

In the twenty-eighth year, the third form of magical power.

Seventy years, fourth form of magical power.


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