Beiyin Great Sage

The sixth level of Shenhuang Jue,

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Along with a silent tremor, Zhou Jia felt that a throat bone that had been separated for many years melted away in his throat, and the breath all over his body became smoother.

The foot, root, navel, abdomen, heart, and throat are all broken, which means that he is only one step away from the late stage of Black Iron.

The source of power surges forward, the limbs, bones, internal organs are being washed and tempered all the time, and even the chain of blood vessels is loosened.

Although the Dragon-Tiger Mysterious Fetus is still banned, it has some blessings on the physical body's recovery power.

"Whether there are enough source of treasure medicine, the progress of cultivation is really a huge difference."

Zhou Jia opened his eyes and took a long breath.

His conditions are unique and blessed with many bugs. Even the proud man from the Xuantian League's inner sect cannot compare with him.

"Uh-huh!"

The figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

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People come and go in the underground winery.

Yao An and others were not the only ones who came that day.

Mr. Yao's reputation has attracted many people who come here admiringly, and this place has become a gathering place for outsiders to communicate.

Zhou Jia has to go to various places where elixirs are grown to cast spells and harvest them. He also has to refine elixirs and take medicines for practice. He has very little time at the winery.

I haven’t been here for a while, and the place has changed dramatically.

hall.

Bustling.

Some set up stalls to sell essence, and some chose places to discuss matters quietly.

There are even groups of three or five, discussing where to search for source material next, or calling friends to prepare to hunt a certain monster.

Dozens of survivors from the fragmented world of Jicheng interspersed among them, serving tea and water, waiting for orders, and acting as servants greeting guests.

They dare not be careless in the slightest.

The outsiders here seem to be similar in size to the people on Earth, but each of them is terrifyingly powerful, and can easily rub iron with clay.

If something doesn't go your way, a slap in the face can cost you your life.

But even so, when facing these ‘outsiders’ and ‘adventurers’, some things are unavoidable.

A scream interrupted the noise in the field.

"ah!"

"Ah!"

The shrill screams told the pain of the man on the ground.

The strange blue fire burned on the body, not burning the clothes, but burning the bone marrow and internal organs until the person was burned into a pool of blood.

The scream lasted for more than ten breaths.

It didn't take long.

But for the tortured person, every breath means horrific torture. This is the characteristic of the Nine Yin Ghost Fire.

"Brother Bai, why are you so angry?"

A beautiful woman in a colorful dress stood up and smiled sweetly:

"Isn't it too wasteful to use Nine Yin Ghost Fire on a mortal body?"

Don't talk about ordinary levels.

Even a master who is new to Black Iron will be unable to save himself from being hit by this attack, which shows the rage of the person who did it.

"snort!"

Bai Ju snorted coldly:

"This bastard doesn't have eyes. He almost broke my three-color treasure cup. Letting him die so easily is already an advantage for him!"

"Brother Bai." Someone said in a deep voice:

"Killing can vent temporary anger, but it won't help. Besides, your things are not damaged, but you may offend the owner here."

"Master here?" Bai Ju turned around and said:

"Could it be that Mr. Yao is just a mortal? I just go and apologize."

"Hehe..." the woman in colorful skirt smiled sweetly:

"Brother Bai is wrong. Although Mr. Yao has the final say here, these natives belong to another person. That person is famous for his unyielding vengeance."

"Oh!" Bai Ju raised his eyebrows:

"Which one?"

"Zhou Jia." The woman in the colorful skirt looked calm:

"Thunder Ax Zhou Jia."

"Although this person is only at the middle stage of Black Iron, he is extremely talented and his strength is no less than that of the late Black Iron. Especially his physical strength is extremely astonishing."

"It's him!" Bai Ju's face relaxed:

"Have heard a little bit."

It has been more than a month since I entered this fragmented world, and most of the truly powerful people are well known, and Thunder Ax Zhou Jia is no exception.

With his cultivation level in the middle stage of Black Iron, it is not a big surprise to be on par with a group of late stage masters.

But as long as they are not the top ones, Bai Ju is not afraid.

After all, he is also in the late stage of Black Iron.

"Brother Bai."

Someone whispered:

"Some people also killed people here some time ago, but..."

"But what?"

"Those people never came back after they went out. Although no one said anything clearly, most people speculated that it might be Zhou Jia's hand."

Bai Ju narrowed his eyes and then sneered:

"Retribution is what it deserves, but for a few mere mortals, how could he do this?"

"Thunder Ax Zhou Jia comes from this world." Someone gave a reasonable answer:

"Moreover, the people Brother Bai killed seemed to be quite popular with Zhou Jia."

"I see!"

Bai Ju understood.

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"Li Yang is dead?"

Zhou Jia had just returned to the underground winery when he heard the news, and his good mood, which had just broken through the sixth level, was cast into a haze.

Li Yang.

That talkative, energetic young man.

died.

Was killed!

In this fragmented world, dead people are normal.

Zhou Jia has become accustomed to the death of people, and even the death of people around him.

When he first entered the Ruin Realm, who had survived the novice stage with him, no matter how close or distant he was, who was still alive?

Li Yang's death only caused some ripples in his heart, and then he returned to calm.

"Who did it?"

"Uncle Zhou."

Liang Xingzhi raised his head cautiously and opened his mouth, but he did not dare to name who it was.

"it's me!"

At this time, Bai Ju, who was talking to someone, heard the news, stood up from the crowd, and looked at Zhou Jia from a distance, his eyes cold:

"what you up to?"

"Shuo Qing Gong Bai Ju?"

"Exactly."

There are only a few peak Black Irons who have entered the World Fragment this time, and only a handful of Black Irons are in the later stages. He will certainly be aware of Shuo Qinggong Baiju.

"It turns out to be Brother Bai."

Zhou Jia cupped his hands and his voice was silent:

"After all, this is a place set up by Zhou and Mr. Yao to facilitate communication among colleagues. Brother Bai kills people at will, which seems inappropriate."

"A mere mortal..." Bai Ju looked disdainful.

"He is mine." Zhou Jia said:

"Brother Bai must give an explanation, right?"

"Forget it!" Bai Ju snorted coldly, thought for a while, and threw a cloth bag over:

"I'll sell you face."

"Snapped!"

Zhou Jia stretched out his hand to catch the thrown bag without opening it to look at it. He nodded to the other party, and the hostility on his face quietly subsided:

"Thank you."

"Haha..." Bai Ju laughed loudly when he saw this:

"I was impulsive. It wouldn't have happened originally. If I knew he was Zhou's brother, I would have spared his life."

Zhou Jia nodded without saying anything, turned around and left,

As the two people gave in to each other, the tense atmosphere in the field also dissipated.

Xuantian Alliance and other outsiders were not surprised by this. After all, no matter how strong Zhou Jia was, Bai Ju was not a vegetarian.

For the sake of a mere mortal, unless you are a lunatic, you cannot risk your own life to compete with the life and death of someone who is not sure.

not to mention.

There are also Yao An and other outsiders here, many of whom have good relations with Bai Ju, but Zhou Jia can be said to be a loner.

Just give him some face and leave it at that.

As for the local survivors, they all bowed their heads one after another. Although no one would say anything about this, it was inevitable that they felt a little regretful.

Although there is a backer.

But at present, this backer is not very strong, and is even a bit disappointing.

At least.

Among these outsiders, Zhou Jia's status is not very high, and the contempt for Zhou Jia can be heard from other people's words.

This also made some people who originally had other thoughts become more determined in their own ideas.

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"Pooh!"

Chang Wuming opened his mouth and vomited out a turbid substance mixed with blood and mud. He glanced at a calf-sized mouse that fell beside him and grinned.

"Sixth grade!"

Shaking his palms, he looked excited:

"I'm also at level six!"

In the eyes of outsiders in this fragmented world, the sixth grade is nothing, especially the sixth grade who only has cultivation base and no martial arts.

In terms of true strength, it is not even as good as the fourth or even third grade master of martial arts.

But he learned from the outsiders' mouths that not everyone in the Xu Realm and Hongze Territory was as strong as the outsiders who came in this time.

Quite the opposite.

The strong 'black iron' people are in the minority, and the majority are at the mortal level. There are a large number of people whose strength is only at the low level of the ordinary level.

As a 'newcomer', before the fragments of the world are integrated into the Ruin Realm, it is the time when one's cultivation progresses the fastest.

If he can achieve the eighth level in this fragmented world, or learn the practice called the intersection of three Yangs, then...

A foreigner named Zhang Shi agreed to take him and Liu Xiaoqian in.

Eighth grade?

Fight!

With his eyes focused, Chang Wuming clenched the bone sword in his hand.

Compared with the original steel bars and knives on the earth, the bone swords made from the bones of mutated monster corpses are sharper.

"what are you doing here?"

Sudden.

A cold voice sounded.

Chang Wuming's body froze, and he suddenly turned his head. The energy in his body rotated in an orderly manner, and he looked at the person with cautious eyes:

"Uncle Zhou."

"Um."

Zhou Jia nodded, walked slowly, and asked again:

"what are you doing here?"

"Patrol." Chang Wuming said in a cold voice with a wooden face:

"In order to prevent the 'distinguished guests' in the station from being disturbed, I followed Liang Xingzhi's instructions and inspected the surrounding area for monsters."

"snort!"

He hummed softly:

"Thanks to him, I am now at the sixth level!"

Although Chang Wuming does not understand martial arts, he grew up fighting with others. He even learned killing techniques in the police academy. His strength should not be underestimated among the people on earth.

Coupled with some luck, it has become a sixth grade.

"Sixth grade?"

Zhou Jia lowered his head and looked at it. For some reason, he frowned slightly:

"Your skills..."

"never mind."

Waving his hand, he said calmly:

"It's too dangerous outside. You can't come out. Go back. There are no monsters around here. There is no need to patrol for the time being."

"Really?" Chang Wuming remained unmoved:

"I'd better hang around nearby, otherwise I'll be asked questions when I go back, and I don't think my uncle will help me talk."

It was only then that Zhou Jia noticed something was wrong in the other party's tone. Perhaps it was because he didn't care about the weak that he suddenly acted like this.

No matter what they thought in their hearts, most of the survivors in the winery were respectful and even grateful when facing him.

Only this person is different.

"Well……"

Zhou Jia squinted his eyes, as if thinking of something, and stretched out his hand to point to Chang Wuming:

"I remembered, you were the one who stole the woman from Liang Xingzhi, your name was Chang Wuming, right?"

This name was somewhat unique, otherwise he would not have been able to remember it, or in other words, he had not taken this group of people to heart from beginning to end.

"it's me!"

Chang Wuming took a step back, his eyes filled with hostility:

"What do you want to do?"

"I know you are a friend of Liang Xingzhi's father and you are very strong, but if you want me to leave Xiaoqian, that's just a dream!"

"Showing hostility to the strong is unwise and reckless." Zhou Jia shook his head and stretched out his hand towards him slowly. The invisible pressure made it difficult for Chang Wuming to move:

"If you don't have enough strength and you feel resentful, you might as well tolerate it for the time being. It won't be too late to take revenge one day when you have enough strength. You are too impulsive."

Chang Wuming's body trembled and he clenched his teeth, trying to escape from the invisible pressure, but it was to no avail.

You can only watch the other person's fingers getting closer and closer.

despair,

Come to mind.

He didn't want to die, there were still many things he wanted to do, there was still a son he had never met, and there were relatives far away who were thinking about him.

"clatter……"

A sharp thorn was caught between two fingers of the pericarpium.

With a flick of his wrist, the spikes returned at a faster speed and nailed something like a gecko to the wall.

He didn't want to kill Chang Wuming, he just saw a little thing.

"Are you regretting it?"

Zhou Jia retracted his movements, lowered his eyes and said:

"Afraid of death?"

"..."

Chang Wuming's cheek muscles twitched and he spoke in a muffled voice:

"I'm really scared."

"It's not a bad thing to be afraid of death." Zhou Jia smiled lightly, his voice suddenly paused, and he shook his head slightly, his eyes showing the vicissitudes of life:

"Maybe it's because I'm older, I didn't talk that much before."

As he spoke, he turned around and said:

"As a senior who entered the market world a few years earlier than you, I can tell you an experience, that is, never trust anyone easily."

"What?"

Chang Wuming was stunned.

…………

At this moment, a cry for help came from the street not far away.

"Help!"

"Help!"

Yunxiao looked panicked and ran wildly along the street. She has been chased so far. She has forgotten that shouting loudly will bring danger, and she just wants to save her life.

"Xu Ding, I told you that I'm not familiar with Zhou Jia. If you have a grudge against him, go to him to avenge him. Why are you pestering me?"

Behind him, the black-haired and black-clothed Xu Ding's face remained unchanged, his body flickered like a ghost, and his fierce killing intent was locked in the sky as if it had substance.

"It's because you know Zhou Jia. Even if I can't find him for the time being, killing you will relieve the hatred in my heart. Consider yourself unlucky!"

Amidst the low shouts, a jet-black sword light slashed through the air at the embarrassed figure in front of him.

The pure black color is like the scythe of the god of death, with a chilling meaning that kills all life. Looking at it makes people feel chilly.

Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords!

This is the sword technique inherited from the Xuantian League's inner sect, the Hutian Pavilion. It is of a high grade, far exceeding the three skills and six methods of Xiaolang Island.

"ah!"

Yunxiao screamed and dodged in panic. Although he dodged the blow, he was chased closer and was about to be killed by the sword.

"Crack..."

At this moment, a flash of lightning appeared.

moment.

Cover Xu Ding.