Time flies, thirty days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, in the secret room of the Marshal's Mansion, Zhu Tianpeng's closed eyes quietly opened.
The next second, a roar like a beast burst out from his mouth: Roar
Immediately afterwards, a bright golden light dazzled, and I saw a dragon head, horse body, and lin feet, shaped like a lion, with gray fur and a pair of wings. The shadow slowly solidified, and it turned out to be a Pixi!
As time passed, Zhu Tianpeng's entire figure disappeared, replaced by a five-foot-sized Pixiu crawling there, as if sleeping soundly, as if in a false nap!
After a long time, Pi Xiu's figure disappeared. Zhu Tianpeng slowly stood up from the futon. Then, a wave of mana like a mountain roar and a tsunami overflowed from his body. It was more than ten times more powerful than thirty days ago.
, infinitely close to the perfection of true immortality.
Opening his eyes, Zhu Tianpeng took out a breath and murmured: Pi Xiubian has finally been mastered, and his current strength is comparable to that of the True Immortal Perfection.
After a pause, Zhu Tianpeng clenched his fists and said: The third transformation is the Bifan transformation, but with my current background, I can no longer support the third transformation. I must at least reach the level of Taiyi True Immortal before I can succeed.
Bi'an, the seventh among the nine sons of the dragon in the legend, looks like a tiger and is prone to litigation. Legend has it that Bi'an is not only eager for justice and speaks uprightly, but also can distinguish right from wrong and make impartial decisions. In addition, its majestic image makes it a prisoner.
In addition to being decorated on prison doors, they also lie on both sides of the lobby of mortal government offices.
As for the ferocious change, Zhu Tianpeng could only do it with more than enough intentions but not enough power.
Counting the time with his fingers, Zhu Tianpeng breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: Thirty years have only passed, and there is still time.
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng didn't hesitate and started to practice one qi to transform three pure things!
Zhu Tianpeng was very concerned about this magical power.
At least in the past Battle of the Gods, if the time limit for one Qi to transform the Three Pure Ones was not very short, I am afraid that I alone could have defeated Tongtian who had set up the Immortal Killing Sword Formation.
While thinking about it, Zhu Tianpeng sat down cross-legged and began to try to understand that one qi can transform the three qings.
However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is shameful!
One Qi can transform the three pure beings. It is as mysterious as it is profound. It is the top magical power of Taoism. And I am the only one who has perfected it. How can it be so easy to comprehend?
Although the Qinglian Baoseqi laid the foundation for him, unfortunately, although the foundation was there, it did not have enough realm and understanding.
After trying for three days, Zhu Tianpeng gave up.
Transforming Three Purities into One Qi was more helpless than the **Xuan Gong. At least he knew how to practice **Xuan Gong and knew where the problem was.
But Zhu Tianpeng could only sigh helplessly as one Qi transformed three pure beings. Apart from knowing how to form three groups of souls into a human form and communicate with each other, he knew almost nothing about it, let alone cultivation.
Helplessly standing up from the futon, Zhu Tianpeng murmured with a depressed look on his face: Damn, there is nothing I can practice now.
you do not say!
**Xuan Gong cannot be practiced due to physical reasons. The second transformation of the Thirty-six Transformations of Tiangang has been completed. If you want to go further, you must reach the Taiyi True Immortal. It took three years to transform the Three Pure Ones in one breath without any clue.
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At this moment, Zhu Tianpeng finally understood the helplessness of holding a mountain of gold but unable to find a place to spend it.
Buzz——
Just when Zhu Tianpeng was feeling dejected, there was suddenly a buzzing sound in the world inside his body.
The next moment, Zhu Tianpeng felt his eyes blur, and then his soul was pulled into the green lotus flag.
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes shrank, and a figure could be vaguely seen on the distant sky.
This man had green hair and blue eyes, was wearing a white robe, and was holding a long sword. His hands were constantly moving, and he seemed to be swinging the sword casually, but it seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth, and a mysterious and mysterious understanding arose in his mind.
I don’t know how long it took, but the figure in mid-air suddenly paused, and then opened his mouth and shouted: Open the sky with one move!
Immediately afterwards, Zhu Tianpeng saw a sword light gushing out from his hand, and the entire sky collapsed. The powerful air wave swept across, making his soul tremble and almost collapse.
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Finally, Zhu Tianpeng could no longer hold on and screamed. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself standing in the secret room intact, but covered in cold sweat. He was obviously frightened by the scene just now.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses. A trace of fear and passion flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: Could that figure just now be the legendary Qing Emperor?
What is the move he just performed to open the sky? Why does it feel like every blow is enough to shatter the sky and crack the earth? Could it be Pangu's move to open the sky?
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng swallowed his saliva, strong, too strong, so powerful that it makes people suffocate!
Thinking about his current situation, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but worry about gains and losses.
For no other reason than that, the Qing Emperor overpowered the gods of heaven and earth, and he was so powerful with just one strike.
And what about him? Thinking that he was still satisfied with the perfect power of the True Immortal before, Zhu Tianpeng sighed for it and said: Strength!
After saying that, Zhu Tianpeng's heart became hot. He didn't have a sword, so naturally he couldn't practice the swordsmanship.
But he has a nine-tooth rake. If he can practice the thirty-two postures left by his father Zhu Gangqiang to the Great Perfection, it will definitely be a good way to defend against enemies.
However, as soon as the nine-tooth nail rake was taken out, Zhu Tianpeng felt something was wrong, and a burst of heat quietly rose in his right hand.
Looking down, I saw that the entire nine-tooth nail rake was surging with luster, and there was a vague aura of desolation spreading from it. I couldn't help but lose my voice and said: What's going on!
After speaking, Zhu Tianpeng quickly lifted up the nine-tooth rake, trying to use his spiritual consciousness to see what had happened.
Unfortunately, the moment his consciousness came into contact with the nine-tooth rake, he was bounced away by a powerful wave, and then the wave surged out from it, knocking him to the ground.
call out--
The nine-tooth nail rake came out of his hand, and the green luster shone brightly throughout the secret room. Under Zhu Tianpeng's eyes that could not be looked directly at, the nine-tooth nail rake slowly changed its shape in the blue light.
After a long time, the green luster dissipated, and the nine-tooth rake disappeared, but instead, a bright long sword appeared in the air.
Before Zhu Tianpeng could recover, the long sword flew over and pierced his chest directly.
Suddenly, a strong sense of tiredness rose up, and Zhu Tianpeng felt drowsy. He lowered his head and glanced at the only remaining sword hilt on his chest. A trace of panic and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: Fuck me.
,Brother, are you going to die?
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng could no longer resist the invasion of fatigue, and fell directly to the ground, breathing extremely weakly.
As time went by, the luster of the sword hilt surged, and the three-foot-seven-inch long sword was slowly pulled out. The bloody sword body returned to its original appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it stabbed Zhu Tianpeng between the eyebrows.
If hit by this blow, Zhu Tianpeng would definitely die.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened.
I saw that after the long sword came into contact with Zhu Tianpeng's eyebrows, it disappeared directly into his sea of consciousness and disappeared.
But nothing happened to Zhu Tianpeng. Even the wound on his chest healed in an instant, and his weak breathing became even and strong, as if none of this had ever happened.