Above the Immortal Cultivation

The sky is low, and it seems that you can touch the sky with your hands and feet.

There is no day or night in this world, no sun, moon, and stars, and it always uses the same color, gray.

It is so dim, and I don’t know what lights up the sky and the earth.

In the last level, Ximen Gan entered first, Chengchuan was second, and Ba Lei was not the third. He could have been the third, but he was too smart and mistakenly entered the seventeenth level of the most fierce and unpredictable sea of ​​fire.

Now his life and death are unknown, and it seems that he is in danger.

The third person to enter is very mysterious. He wears a horse head mask, silver clothes, a slender figure, and his eyes flicker. Unless he takes off the mask, no one knows whether he is a man or a woman.

The silver-clothed monk can be regarded as a latecomer. The time he spent passing through the knife mountain and the sea of ​​fire is only half a year, which shows how fast he is.

It seems that the sharpness and pressure of the knife mountain and the fierce fire and pressure of the sea of ​​fire are not worth mentioning to him.

If the previous levels had not consumed a lot of his time, he might have been the first person to pass the levels, and even Wang Lu Ximen Gan Chengchuan would have to admit defeat.

As soon as the silver-robed monk entered the world, he was praised by the voice.

From this, he knew that this was the last level, and found nine kinds of amazing treasures that made him gasp.

What do you fight for? Fighting is your business, don't expect me to work for you.

Although the idea is good, the spiritual material of heaven and earth he needs is firmly grasped by that person. Otherwise, with his single-minded cultivation, how could he get involved in this crisis of success or failure, life or death.

If he had not been imprisoned in this world, he would not care about the fight for the throne, and he would have run away without a trace.

Following the prompts of the voice, the silver-robed monk quickly harvested various rare treasures of heaven and earth that had been extinct in the outside world for thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years in less than three months with his own extraordinary speed.

He never gets tired of it and can't stop at all.

His body movements are like fleeting light and shadow, like the sun and the moon jumping, and the antelope hanging on the horns, making it impossible to find a trace.

If Wang Lu were here, he would definitely have the urge to compete with him.

In terms of speed and body movements, it is difficult to find an opponent.

The silver-clothed monk glanced at the sky that seemed to be close at hand, revealing a trace of thought.

Why did the sky suddenly fall so much, is it about to start?

It seems that we have to hurry up. Such a treasure pot is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't grasp it well, how can we be worthy of the hardships along the way and the two dangerous situations.

Unlike what Wang Lu imagined, he was not the fourth, but the fifth, and this person had already discovered his existence.

The fourth person to enter was named Duan Zhi. Like the silver-clothed monk, no one knew his origin, but it was obvious that he was a male cultivator.

He has the peak cultivation of the middle stage of the spirit transformation, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a resolute expression, and meticulousness.

At first glance, he is an outstanding person who is not easy to mess with.

Arriving at the dark world, his face changed, and then he stepped into the vast sky.

He arrived a month earlier than Wang Lu.

And, by chance, he jumped from the cliff of the knife mountain and went to the eighth floor, which was only separated from Wang Lu by a formation.

When he saw the man at the edge of the sea of ​​fire covered by blazing fire, who seemed to be practicing and comprehending the way of fire and was indifferent, for no reason, his eyelids twitched and he almost roared.

This man is quite dangerous. If he fights against him, he will only end up defeated.

He must not fight him.

He suppressed the fear in his heart. He was also a brave man. He actually put away his spiritual eyes that consumed a lot of mana. Although he could no longer see the man, he just quietly watched him with a pair of ordinary eyes for five days in the violent red fire.

He originally wanted to persist, but he was exhausted and left for the time being.

After a month of searching, he gained a lot with his extraordinary sharp eyes. He encountered four spiritual materials that even the late-stage masters would madly snatch.

In his opinion, if the battle for the throne came to the most critical moment to decide the winner, it happened to be the time for this person's helper to compete with the person he helped. Without worrying about his life, he would definitely turn back without hesitation.

What a joke, knowing that you can't win and still fighting, what's the difference between it and seeking death.

Only fools would do this.

While I don't know how much time is left, isn't it good to have treasures? Putting more in your pocket is the right way to cultivate immortals.

On the way to cultivate immortals, wealth, friends, law and land, each one is indispensable.

In the past month since entering the secret realm, Wang Lu has been searching for traces of others.

But no matter how he looked for the sense, not only was the sky and the earth empty, but he didn't even see a living being.

This is too unusual.

When he first came, someone used his spiritual sense to find out how far he could go in just three hours, and he disappeared without a trace.

Could this person be an extremely powerful assassin who would flee thousands of miles away if he missed a strike?

However, if he met him, he would most likely recognize him.

Wang Lu smiled lightly. Since he couldn't figure it out, forget it.

He was not a serious person. When the snow pupil was opened, something incredible happened. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was not faint, but thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands of miles, and millions of miles were condensed in piles.

What on earth is going on!

Wang Lu put away the snow pupil in shock. The world was like the misty fog at dawn, and the spiritual energy was so thin that it could be ignored.

The snow pupil came again.

The world was still gray, but it had become very different in his eyes.

The piles of spiritual energy were like pure wolf smoke that shot straight into the sky, which made him stand there in a daze.

Wang Lu's heart was shocked, and he quickly rushed to the spiritual pillar thousands of miles away.

A white snail gardenia that had disappeared for more than ten thousand years, like a live seafood snail, was blooming proudly and beautifully, and the strange fragrance was fragrant, making people unable to resist the appetite.

This is the main material for refining the middle-stage elixir of the spirit transformation, the Snow Snail Pill, but with the extinction of the white snail gardenia, there is no Snow Snail Pill in the world anymore.

Wang Lu carefully put it into the jade box with the roots and mud, and the improvement of his cultivation is just around the corner.

Hehe.

In his mind, he would not use the snow pupil unless it was absolutely necessary, but after thinking about it for a while, if he didn't use it, what's the point of practicing it? Anyway, it's like that, hiding it will not help, it's better to use it openly for himself.

Those places where spiritual energy gather, either grow some rare spiritual materials, or quietly lie a variety of strange stones that he has never seen or heard of, ugly or beautiful and grotesque.

Is this side of the world a hundred treasure gardens?

If you don't want it, it's a waste. If you don't take it, even God won't let you go.

With excitement, he started the next treasure hunt.

Wang Lu used Xue Tong's cheating to climb mountains and ridges, fly into the sky and hide in the ground, and constantly and quickly harvested those treasures that made him excited.

It was like a robber broke into a treasure room full of treasures, taking and reaping.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was almost unable to be concealed, and the joy in his heart had already turned into a sea.

At this time, the only thing he lacked was to sing and dance wildly.

Xue Tong, Xue Tong, you are so good!