Above the Immortal Cultivation

The Ancient Pill of Supreme Immortality arrived belatedly, and it took 45 years to get it to Senior Yin Qi.

When Wang Lu thought about it, something should have happened that the senior did not expect.

However, in order not to delay his transformation into a god, Yin Qi still overcame many difficulties and helped him get the Supreme Hero Pill that had long since disappeared.

This affection is stronger than real gold.

If you meet him next time, be sure to ask thoroughly.

If he relies on the Supreme Heroic Spirit Pill to step into the form of a god, Wang Lu believes that he can defeat anyone who is not an extremely powerful person in the late stage of becoming a god.

Let go of your worries about Yin Qi, the matter has come to this, and only by becoming stronger can we help him.

"drink."

Wang Lu's eyes were determined, his magic power moved slightly, and "bang" was like a snap of his fingers, opening the cork of a jade bottle.

A light blue elixir full of spirituality was rising rapidly and was about to escape.

But under the cover of Wang Lu's tyrannical magic power, Fang came out of the jade bottle, and Zhixiong Gudan was like falling into a muddy swamp, running rampant, to no avail.

Ha ha.

Wang Luchang smiled, "Huh", took a big breath, and swallowed it in his stomach in an instant.

Huh?

How come there are no traces of melting, but instead it is spinning on my Dantian, emitting a psychedelic and moving bluish halo.

However, at this moment, the silent little Yuanying seemed to feel something. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and saw a longan-sized blue pill floating on his Dantian next to him. He was a little angry at first, as if he suddenly felt... This blurred blue light made her feel extremely comfortable. She actually leaned over and was enveloped in the blue light, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Ah.

Wang Lu smiled calmly, that's it.

The Supreme Spirit Pill is different from any other pills. It requires the operation of the monk's skills to slowly release a mysterious power similar to Kui Niu's black light, which is then transformed into a spiritual energy storm, so that the magic power can be transferred Push higher step by step.

It is extremely condensed to an unbreakable level.

Although it was being released every moment, it was so tiny that it was difficult for people to notice it. Even though Wang Lu's powerful consciousness and keen spiritual sense found nothing, it was only through the magnification of Xue Tong's inner vision a thousand times that he discovered its subtle fluctuations.

If this pill released all its energy instantly, maybe even Wang Lu himself would be blown into ashes, with no bones left.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that this was the origin of the word "Zhixiong".

Wang Lu began to run the "Six Talismans" and refined it bit by bit into the Male Spirit Pill.

Time flies, time flies.

Eighty years have passed since the two Supreme Hero Spirit Pills were completely refined.

Waking up leisurely, Wang Lu felt that a long time like hundreds or thousands of years had passed. He felt that the world had changed, and even he had become unfamiliar.

What kind of confusion and confusion is this?

It's weird and makes people curious about it, and I can't help but want to explore it.

"call."

Wang Lu let out a deep breath.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

As he exhaled a breath that contained heavy magic power, in an instant, there was lightning, thunder, and explosions in the secret room.

Wang Lu silently looked at the astonishing vision he had inadvertently created, his heart sinking rapidly for some unknown reason.

This sense of surprise has not occurred for a long time.

He understood that something or someone related to him must have changed drastically.

Hua Hua Hua Hua...

He began to think and deduce rapidly.

However, after thinking about it, there are too many people who are closely related to him, and there are too many things that are closely related to him, which are impossible to determine.

Wang Lu stood up.

First of all, he denied that Mengmeng Sect was in danger, because, from beginning to end, he always believed in one person.

If there is any kind of shocking change in the Dream Sect, that person has already given hints and warnings, but is still indifferent until now, which means that even though the yellow flames are so fierce, they are not fully prepared.

This is not an order of magnitude different from his previous estimate of thirty to fifty years.

Even though he possesses the rare snow pupils, he is still no match for the opponent's specialization in the arts.

Even if he could transform into a god by taking one step forward, he was still uneasy and had to think clearly before he could break through the barrier of transforming into a god.

"Stab it."

Opening the door to the secret room, the new home is quiet and elegant, with another powerful and ethereal wave of mana faintly revealed.

It was the seventh level of the "Heart Dream Reincarnation Art" that Chen Ya'er practiced in seclusion.

It seems that this trick is not simple, and Ya'er will be able to protect herself from now on.

The place he was going to was Qingyi Mountain, and the person he met was naturally Xiong Canzhi, whom he had not seen for nearly a thousand years.

In the end, it was he who found himself, otherwise, how could he have entered the dream.

Wang Lu missed the mark and disappeared in a moment.

He easily reached 2,200 feet, which is comparable to teleportation.

As he reached the peak of the magical realm, the integration of magic and martial arts was further improved, making his strength significantly enhanced.

Since there is no one to fight with, it is not easy to go to Liu Zhi for discussion.

I wonder how your physical injuries have healed after so many years.

Wang Lu compared them a little.

If it were him at this moment one hundred and thirty years ago, there would be no need for him to take them by surprise and defeat them one by one.

In a head-on confrontation, no matter what magical treasures or powerful supernatural powers Liu Zhiyu Qingshu uses, at least he will not be defeated.

This is the confidence that Mana Xiongjing gave him.

Ziyun Mountain, where the new residence is located, is in the southeast, and Qingyi Mountain is in the northwest. They are more than four thousand miles apart.

Wang Lu stepped on the void, his speed was so fast that he didn't even stir the air. The void was as still as a well wherever he passed.

Only those with transcendental consciousness or mysterious spiritual eyes could catch his explosive speed as fast as lightning.

It took less than half a cup of tea.

Wang Lu came to the Qingyi Mountain, which was the only lush and green mountain that seemed to be isolated from the world within a radius of only tens of miles but hundreds of miles.

Looking closely, the top of Qingyi Mountain was slightly bent, just facing Cuiping Peak, the main peak of the Dream Sect.

What a strange mountain.

It was like a bystander, wandering outside the Dream Sect, but watching the Dream Sect all the time.

No wonder the Qingyi Master chose this mountain back then, everything was to protect the Dream Sect.

Since the Qingyi Master appeared four thousand years ago, he always helped the Dream Sect avoid catastrophes. Although his mantle was passed down, no one among the younger generation could reach his profound realm of turning danger into fortune.

Until Xiong Canzhi appeared, his ingenuity returned to glory again.

As Xiong Canzhi achieved the Nascent Soul and practiced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he was likely to surpass the Qingyi ancestor.

At several important times and event nodes, he put forward his own accurate views and predictions, which made the master of the sect and the pavilion master value him very much.

However, he changed his previous smiling face and became mysterious, and he would retreat for three to five decades at any time, and he was a dragon that could not be seen from head to tail.

He was only one step away from the transformation of the spirit, and he could pass it.

But this big thing without any signs was not good, and only Xiong Canzhi could understand it.