40,000 Years of Cultivation

In the middle of the night, deep underground in the hall of supernatural powers, in Xiong Wuji's training room.

The ground was paved with a large piece of black star stone, and pale silver stars faintly flashed in the deep black stone slab, as if the night was turned upside down and spread on the ground.

Li Yao stood above this "dark night", wearing a pair of pure white sackcloth, his body was topless, his eyes were half open, his breath was long, wisps of true energy escaping from the 36,000 pores around his body, like ripples. Rippling around, the furthest piece of true energy has rippled more than thirty meters away.

The aura formed around him has a diameter of seventy-seven meters, and the refining period is seventy-seven!

Half-squinted eyes suddenly opened, Li Yao took a deep breath, his chest bulging high, almost doubled.

The breath was anxious and long, screaming, as if to **** out all the air in the training room!

With the inhalation, the Zhen Qi rippling outside the body also scrambled to retract back into the body. With the help of the muscles and blood vessels in the body, it rushed to the heart one after another!

Seventy-seven heavy infuriating energy, hitting the black spider death curse!

The black tattoo on Li Yao's chest is like a poisonous snake burned by flames, desperately shrinking, squirming, and fleeing to the depths of his heart!

Li Yao snorted, knelt down on one knee, smashed a black star slab to pieces, and spouted a mouthful of black blood.

The splattered blood beads turned out to be some kind of evil creature, trembling for a long time before gradually calming down.

"Or not."

"But the Black Spider Death Curse has loosened a bit, and I can feel its... fear!"

Li Yao grinned, stopped attacking, and evenly dispersed the zhenqi all over his body, nourishing the meridians and muscles.

Although this attempt was unsuccessful, the response of the Black Spider Death Curse gave him hope. As long as the zhenqi in his body is stronger, he will surely be able to break through all the shackles!

A slightly surprised voice came from Xiong Wuji: "A month ago, I would never believe that anyone could go from the 14th stage of the Qi refining period to the 77th stage of the Qi refining period within a month, even more. It is impossible to imagine that a Qi-refiner of the seventy-seventh layer would be able to severely injure Xiong Zhenzhen, and even almost tied Shi Meng."

Li Yao bowed his head and watched the tattoo reappearing in his heart. He believed: "My strength is already close to the peak of the base construction period. Measured by the standard of combat power on Tieyuan Star, it is almost ninety levels in the Qi Refining Period. , It’s just that the heart is restricted by the Black Spider Death Curse, unable to liquefy psychic energy."

"But my brain, my limbs, and the internal organs except for the heart are all of the base-building series."

"So, it’s not that I rushed to the seventy-seventh stage of the Qi Refining Period in one month. I just used the method of a Qi Refiner to practice crazy, bypassing the Black Spider Death Curse, and burying the original in The power in the body burst out in another form!"

"It's a pity that one month is still too short. If three months can be given to me, the strength that will bring me close to the peak of the foundation building will burst out in the form of the refining period. It may be able to break through the ninety-five level of the refining period, or even higher!"

Li Yao was fascinated.

Having reached the seventy-seventh stage of the Qi Refining Period, he clearly felt that his combat effectiveness was not much worse than that of the high-level jets in the past.

Relying on the killing skills and killing intent cultivated in the giant spirit illusion to release supernatural powers, plus the instant destructive power of the burst of true energy,

There is even a faint tendency to surpass the past.

He thought about it for a long time, maybe it can be said that now he seems to have lowered his realm, but he has just switched to another combat mode!

Manipulating gas psychic energy is a combat mode, and controlling liquid psychic energy is another combat mode. There is no rule for anyone, and the latter will definitely be stronger than the former.

But Li Yao still can’t wait to know what it will look like when he breaks the Black Spider Death Curse and can freely switch between the two combat modes, and even combines the two combat modes into one!

Thinking of this, Li Yao said sincerely: "Thank you, Patriarch Xiong, I don't think every Tieyuan person can be so open to the Fei Xingren, without any prejudice, and fully open all the secrets of cultivation!"

Xiong Wuji smiled faintly: "When the calamity drops, if the tribe has one more top combat power, there is one more chance of survival. At the juncture of life and death, there are still prejudices and unpredictable things to talk about."

"What's more, we are a fair deal. The improvement plan for the Sonic Sword and the Spike Thunder provided by you is shocked by those refiners in the arsenal. They say that if they can change their outfits on a large scale, they can at least replace the tribes. The overall combat power has increased by 10%!"

"Just this point, no matter what secret method is exchanged, I won't suffer anymore."

Li Yao shook his head slightly.

Knowing each other well, the most important thing about exchanging cultivation secrets is not how valuable these secrets are, but in the eyes of the Tieyuan people, the magical powers of the gas refiners must be supreme, so rashly let an outsider come into contact with them. When it came to their core secret, Xiong Wuji absolutely took a huge risk to withstand the pressure of a mountain.

Li Yao looked directly into his eyes and said seriously: "Patriarch Xiong, thank you for your trust. You will know tomorrow that your trust is correct."

Xiong Wuji laughed and said, "Tell me, Li Yao, are all the cultivators in the starry sky like you?"

This question made Li Yao think about it for a long time.

When I looked up again, there was even a smile in his eyes: "There are tens of thousands of cultivators in the starry sky. Of course, they are all kinds of people. They are brave, cowardly, selfish, and selfless. It’s not easy to say, which kind of people have more people."

"However, I did meet many people like me, many, many."

Xiong Wuji said, "That's good."

He raised his head and looked up at the black ceiling, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate dozens of floors directly through the starry sky, seeing the shining stars, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door of the training room was knocked open, and a thin figure stumbled in.

It's Wu Ma Yan!

Every hair on his body was trembling, and even his teeth couldn't help fighting up and down. After a long period of weather, he shouted with a changed voice: "Dad Xiong, you said, as long as I finish the sand scorpion The cultivation plan arranged by the uncle can be used to participate in the battle of the tribulation, do you count it?"

Xiong Wuji was stunned: "Are you done?"

Wu Mayan grinned, every tooth glowing: "It's done! You can ask Teacher Fu Dong, until the last set of actions are full standards, no discounts—"

At this point, his legs suddenly softened, and he fell straight back to the ground, making a heavy snoring sound.

Xiong Wuji glanced at Li Yao and said, "I think the training plan you arranged for him is absolutely impossible to complete."

Li Yao frowned, looked at the young man curled up on the ground, and said, "It is."

...

The next day, at noon, the sun was fierce and yellow sand rolled.

"Haha, in the battle of Heavenly Tribulation, it is finally my turn to be a genius young man, Wu Ma Yan, to show his skills! Daddy Xiong is the number one warrior of the Cheorwon Six in the past. I, Wu Ma Yan, will definitely surpass him and become the number one in the future Cheorwon Six warrior!"

Wumayan was dancing with excitement, and almost never fell off the single-player chariot. The battle flags of the two mad bear tribes were hunting behind the chariot.

Li Yao was beside him, also driving a single-player chariot, but he had added a lot of emperor sand scorpion carapace on the body.

Those were all the spoils he obtained when he rescued Wuma Yan.

The arc-shaped emperor sand scorpion carapace can make the surface of the single-player chariot streamlined, reduce wind resistance, and protect key parts from being attacked by sand and dust on the wasteland.

At first glance, the entire single-player chariot looks like an emperor sand scorpion dormant in the sand. There is no collision horn in the front. Instead, two huge sand scorpion iron tongs are squeezed out on both sides.

At the rear of the single-player tank, there are also two scorpion tails that are raised high and aiming at the front.

These are two true gas cannons, with the carapace on the tail of the sand scorpion, modified to look like a scorpion tail.

This sturdy single-player chariot made Li Yao look majestic and murderous. He was also greedy by the eyes of Wuma.

Li Yao promised him to help him polish a better one after the battle of Heavenly Tribulation is over!

The single-player tank is the fastest, and a large group of iron knights rush forward like unstoppable arrows.

Behind them, smoke and dust rose into the sky like a sandstorm, and the deafening whistling of true breath caused the earth to slightly shake.

Thousands of True Qi chariots, carrying tens of thousands of gas refiners, turned the barren land into a boiling ocean.

There are also a lot of infuriating beasts in the middle, which are more than ten or twenty meters high, like a mobile fortress, with countless exhaust pipes standing behind them, and a number of infuriating dragons roaring out.

There are also a lot of heavy infuriating chariots, but they are carrying large and fully enclosed iron boxes, and from the boxes they make a "bang, bang" crash, like being imprisoned by a vicious beast!

The population of the mad bear tribe is only a few million, and it has bred tens of thousands of gas refiners. Almost one out of a hundred people can become a gas refiner.

This ratio far exceeds the ratio of the awakening spirit roots of ordinary people outside, and is the result of continuous elimination and brutal screening in a harsh environment for five thousand years.

Tens of thousands of gas refiners, windswept clouds, mountains whistling tsunamis, rolling forward to the northwest, and a large number of ordinary warriors formed a caravan, separated from them by a distance, forming a second line of defense.

They are all adults in the tribe. Although they are not gas refiners, the Teorwon people are tall and magnificent, and with the help of real balloons, they can also manipulate some simple infuriating weapons to intercept and escape from the gas refiner. The slippery fish in the battle formation.

If the Qi refiner fails, they will also fight in blood and fight until the last soldier.

In the northwestern sky, the robbery cloud is completely different from the past few days. Every color has become extremely dim. The spiral arms composed of cloud flocs are constantly squirming, as if a giant beast is opening its teeth and dancing, and its volume is getting bigger and bigger, covering a corner of the sky. , The black hole in the middle expanded even more, releasing thousands of dazzling electric arcs from the depths of darkness, each of them seemed to penetrate deeply into everyone's hearts!

"Come on, fight!"

The gas refiners of the mad bear tribe roared, laughed, howled, drove at full power, blasted the true energy to the limit, almost directly smashed the chariot under the crotch, and rushed toward the roaring cloud!