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Chapter 212 Decomposition

After Luo Zheng's continuous condensation, the Heavenly Demon's true energy appeared darker, and the purple color had gradually faded away. Under the light, it even reflected black light, and the little starlight embedded in the Heavenly Demon's true energy

, appears more dazzling.

There are six true essences escaping from Luo Zheng's body. Under the control of Luo Zheng's thoughts, those true essences gather into silhouettes. These silhouettes are drawn according to Luo Zheng's body, but they are much smaller, about

Only Luo Zheng is taller, this is the form of the demon phantom.

Luo Zheng looked at the demon phantoms, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly, and uttered the word "Get up!"

The six demon phantoms suddenly started flying in the room. The demon phantoms themselves were transformed into true essence and had almost no weight, so they flew extremely light and therefore flew very fast. There were six in number, so they could be used to defeat the enemy.

It’s hard to guard against!

However, with Luo Zheng's current strength, he can only condense six demon phantoms. According to the records in "The Divine Demon Fist", if the master's spiritual power is strong in the later stages of cultivation, he can even condense hundreds of demons.

Phantom!

What's even more frightening is that because of the special properties of the demon's true essence, each demon phantom can absorb the other's true essence and strengthen itself. If these demon phantoms are nourished to the limit with their true essence, how terrifying will their power be?

"Huhuhuhu..."

"Bang..."

Luo Zheng's control of the six demon phantoms was not enough, but one of the demon phantoms lost control and directly smashed the wall of the training chamber. At the same time, it penetrated the walls of the two-story house outside, causing half of the house to collapse...

There is a secret training room built in the house where the inner disciples have no one. After reaching the innate level, each warrior has his own secrets and unique skills. Therefore, many inner disciples will enter the cultivation room when studying their special skills.

The secret room, the walls of this secret room are filled with Geng metal, which is not only extremely strong and strong, but also can block out the peeping of spiritual consciousness.

Luo Zheng obviously did not expect that the power of the demon phantom was so great. Without control, it directly smashed through the extremely hard secret room...

"What's up?"

"Why did the room collapse?"

The houses of the inner disciples are not far from each other. One of the houses on Luo Zheng's side collapsed, which naturally attracted the attention of other inner disciples.

Luo Zheng got out of the hole and smiled slightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I was practicing."

The collapse of the house was not a big deal and could be repaired by hiring a few civilian craftsmen. However, when they saw that a big hole had been knocked out of the wall of the secret room, they all couldn't help but take a breath. The wall of the secret room was even

It is made of Geng gold and iron sand. Even if the innate creatures exert their full strength, it will be difficult to leave holes in the wall.

But Luo Zheng can make a hole at will. What kind of technique is Luo Zheng practicing?

The inner sect disciples who were watching were not bad in strength, and they were also at the fifth or sixth level of innate ability. It would be very difficult for them to break through the wall of the secret cultivation room, unless they were given a high-grade weapon.

"Brother Luo Zheng!" At this moment, someone called Luo Zheng's name.

Luo Zheng looked around and saw Lin Geng not far away. He said goodbye to the monster after he killed himself. However, Luo Zheng never saw Lin Geng again. Now he went to the inner gate of Xiaoyu Peak. Luo Zheng soaked in the secret realm of cultivation every day.

, and there isn’t that much time.

"Brother Lin Geng, long time no see," Luo Zheng greeted with a smile.

"Senior Brother Zuo Yun invites you to come over to discuss the matter of the peak competition." Lin Geng came over and just passed the news. Since returning from the last demon-slaying trial, Lin Geng was deeply impressed by the strength shown by Luo Zheng.

When the stimulation arrived, I went into retreat and went into retreat not long ago.

During this period of time, Lin Geng made another step forward in strength, but when he saw Luo Zheng jump directly from the half-step innate to the second innate level, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Luo Zheng is really too evil, and Lin

He is a swordsman. As a swordsman, he is the most sensitive to "sword intent". Although Luo Zheng just looked at him with a dull look, he could still feel the sharp aura exuding from Luo Zheng's body from the inside out.

Could it be that he understood the meaning of the sword?

impossible!

Lin Geng had seen Luo Zheng's fighting style. Luo Zheng had always relied on the pair of fists and the elusive flying knife.

When had he ever used a sword?

Since he has never used a sword, how could he understand the meaning of the sword?

Lin Geng has been practicing swordplay for decades, but Hanshuang has not been able to comprehend the sword's meaning. For swordsmen, the sword's meaning is something that can only be encountered and cannot be sought. Only by chance and chance can one comprehend the sword's meaning with extremely high understanding.

But how long did it take for Luo Zheng to realize it?

But no matter how much Lin Geng didn't believe it, the sharp aura emanating from Luo Zheng's body all showed that it was the sword's intention!

In front of so many people, Lin Geng did not ask. Anyway, if Luo Zheng wanted to participate in the All-Peak Competition, he would definitely use his sword intent when encountering a strong opponent. It would be verified by then, but Lin Geng felt that his heart

I can no longer bear the blow. The sword intention is not a piece of cake. You can understand it by just playing with the sword a few times...

"What about the All-Peak Competition?" Luo Zheng nodded. For the All-Peak Competition that was about to be held, it was still necessary to understand their strength.

On the top of Xiaoyu Peak, in a pavilion on the side, six black-robed disciples were already sitting in it.

These six people are the six people ranked second to seventh in strength within the Xiaoyu Peak inner sect.

Zuo Yun, who was originally ranked first, is now ranked second because Luo Zheng's score in the assessment was far higher than him, and he did not challenge Luo Zheng.

"Elder brother, I think you may not have the strength to fight with Luo Zheng. You are the number one in our inner sect!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Zuo, you are an innate Dzogchen, but you have to be ranked behind a boy with a second level of innateness. How can people tolerate this?"

"Now we have to invite that boy over to discuss the matter of the All-Peak Competition. How does he, a guy who has just been promoted to the inner sect, have the right to sit with us?"

Several inner disciples said angrily.

Scores don't explain everything.

According to the rules of the inner sect, the ranking of strength is to be assessed in the illusion array and ranked according to the scores obtained.

Of course, if you are not satisfied with this ranking, there are other ways, such as launching a challenge.

Challenging in the arena shows true strength, so the rankings will also be based on the strength of the challenge.

Now Luo Zheng's assessment score ranks first in the entire peak, with five points and five thousand points, far exceeding Zuo Yun's assessment score. If Zuo Yun is not convinced, he can challenge Luo Zheng.

Take back the title of No. 1 in the entire peak.

Zuo Yun stretched out his hand, held the tea cup and took a sip. He smiled lightly and said: "In Qingyun Sect, strength is qualification. Since Luo Zheng can obtain high scores in the assessment, which proves his strength, he is naturally qualified to join us.

Sit together."

Zuo Yun is only nineteen years old, only two years older than Luo Zheng. Being able to enter the Great Innate Perfection at such a young age is enough to illustrate his talent.

Geniuses are often not afraid of challenges from geniuses. Compared with others, Zuo Yun is obviously much more magnanimous.

"But there must be something in that guy's score. No matter how strong he is at the second level of innate strength, how much stronger can he be? It's probably a special trick to take advantage of the illusion!" said a black-robed disciple. If you don't see it with your own eyes,

Luo Zheng's combat power is indeed hard to believe. This achievement was created by a guy with a second level of innate talent.

Zuo Yun still shook his head. In fact, if a mentor with whom he was close on Xiaoyu Peak hadn't reminded him, he would have planned to challenge Luo Zheng.

But the instructor directly showed Zuo Yun the records in the illusion array disk. When Zuo Yun understood that Luo Zheng could be surrounded by the illusions of ten innate great perfections and still have the energy to destroy those illusions, he

Understand that he cannot be Luo Zheng's opponent.

Zuo Yun asked himself that he could persist for a long time under the siege of the ten innate Dzogchen illusions. After all, those illusions were the most basic innate Dzogchen, and there was still a certain gap between his strength, but the ten innate Dzogchen illusions

Dzogchen...

It was impossible for Zuo Yun to find a chance to counterattack.

To challenge Luo Zheng is to humiliate oneself.

Zuo Yun also understood that he was the number one in the Xiaoyu Peak inner sect, so he didn't care. What he valued more was the peak-wide competition.

"Okay, needless to say, the most important thing now is the peak competition. Don't think too much. Luo Zheng's outstanding strength is a good thing for us. If Luo Zheng can lead us to improve our rankings

, our Xiaoyu Summit has received more support from the Qingyun Sect. If we can build those large-scale illusion arrays and build a secret training ground on our Xiaoyu Peak, I believe it will be a great thing for everyone here!" Zuo Yun said lightly!

said.

After hearing Zuo Yun's words, those people stopped arguing. Maybe they should not target Luo Zheng. After all, Luo Zheng is from Xiaoyu Peak and a disciple of the same mountain peak as them!

Xiaoyu Peak is now ranked last, and is considered the weakest mountain. Even there are only seven places for the All-Peak Competition. At this time, they need to unite even more.

After a while, someone knocked on the door, and a black-robed disciple shouted: "Come in!"

It was Lin Geng who opened the door, and he heard Lin Geng say: "Brother Luo Zheng, Senior Brother Zuo Yun, they are all inside, just go in."

Lin Geng's strength can be regarded as above average in the inner sect of Xiaoyu Peak, but he is not among the top seven. He is not qualified to participate in this kind of meeting about the whole peak competition.

Luo Zheng thanked Lin Geng and stepped into it.

Zuo Yun glanced at Luo Zheng, smiled slightly, then stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Luo Zheng, right? This is the first time we have met, I am Zuo Yun!"

"Brother Zuo Yun, I have long admired you!" Luo Zheng said with his hands in hand.

"Sit here," Zuo Yun leaned forward slightly and pointed to the top position next to him. This position was at the top. It originally belonged to Zuo Yun, but now it is given to Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng didn't give in. He didn't have much idea about the seats in the inner door. He walked over and sat down.


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