Fantasy: My Talent Can Add Points

On the cliff, there is a scene of broken leaves and willows everywhere, boundless death spread, the three suns in the sky disappeared, and it was all gray.

It was surprisingly quiet all around, and Zhou Qing could even hear the beating of her own heart.

Zhou Qing was not the only one here, besides him, there was another black-faced strong man who also came here.

This person was in the Realm of Condensation Core Realm, and when he saw the late stage aura of Core Condensation Realm exuding from Zhou Qing's body, he grinned grimly.

"Little condensate realm late stage cultivator, dare to come to the fairy tomb? You are looking for death! Anyway, you won't live long. Wouldn't it be a pity to waste the Spirit Stones Magic Treasures on your body?"

The coercion of the black-faced strong man dissipated towards Zhou Qing, and a mace was condensed in his hand, and the breath of death enveloped the entire cliff.

"Boy, be careful in your next life. The person who kills you is called Hei... Hei..."

With a snap, a cruel grin froze on the face of the black-faced burly man, and then his entire body split in two.

Blood gushed out, and the two halves of the corpse separated, one left and one right, and he did not say his own name until he died.

"The person who killed you is Zhou Qing." Zhou Qing said flatly.

At the next moment, Zhou Qing stepped in front of the big black-faced man, broke through the Restrictions of the storage bag, and checked inside.

"Should be a disciple of the fourth rank sect."

There is basically nothing decent in the storage bag.

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and Sect's disciples are still in great need.

Afterwards, Zhou Qing made a very hidden mark here, and walked towards the place full of light.

Although memory will be lost in the fairy tomb, no one knows what is there.

However, there are still some things recorded in Jade Slip, the life left by Jian Chi.

It's a pity that only the content of the previous hour is recorded.

And after three thousand years of vicissitudes, great changes have taken place here.

The Immortal Tomb is an additional Minor World, not the original space.

So everything here is completely different from the outside world.

There is no sun, no moon, no day, no night.

Everything was foggy and dead.

However, since it is a fairy tomb, there must be a coffin in the main tomb, and it must be very dangerous.

Therefore, Zhou Qing's walking speed is very slow, and he is always aware of the changes in his surroundings, so he must be extra vigilant for any disturbance.

It is worth mentioning that the abundance of Spiritual Qi here surprised Zhou Qing.

Spiritual Qi is at least ten times stronger than Tianya Haige!

Zhou Qing has never practiced in other places, but he also knows that this level of spiritual qi is probably far behind even in the fourth rank sect.

In other words, practicing here for one day is equivalent to practicing five days in Tianya Sea Pavilion.

Spiritual Qi is ten times different, but the cultivation speed is only five days faster.

It is because during the cultivation process, there will be a problem of Spiritual Qi absorption loss.

No one can absorb and transform Spiritual Qi 100%.

However, it is still amazing to be able to increase the training time by more than five times.

After walking for half an hour, Zhou Qing came across a lot of precious herbs.

It's a pity that these herbs are too young, less than a year old.

It's useless even if you take it back.

"Ok?"

Zhou Qing sensed that less than a hundred meters ahead, there was a place where Spirit Power fluctuated extremely violently.

Keeping your eyes focused, you can see how conspicuous a purple flower is against the gray background.

"Ice purple glazed flower?"

Zhou Qing's heart moved, the ice purple glazed flower is a very rare medicinal material, and it usually only appears in the auction house.

In every auction, its price is no less than 50,000 low-grade Spirit Stones.

Although it is not rare in ten generations, it is still a rare treasure.

At the next moment, Zhou Qing moved in front of the Bingzi Liulihua.

After picking it, put it in the storage ring.

Afterwards, Zhou Qing suddenly felt two eyes looking at him.

Although his eyes were hidden and obscure, and he didn't reveal a trace of breath, Zhou Qing was still keenly aware of it.

Zhou Qing's physique is that he can see the gods without breaking the body, and his perception is meticulous.

No matter how far away or how hidden, as long as he looks at Zhou Qing, he will be able to sense it immediately and determine his location.

This is the benefit of seeing God in good shape, which always allows Zhou Qing to be one step ahead of others in everything.

Even in some extreme cases, early perception can save one's life.

Sure enough, after Zhou Qing sensed the other party, just one breath, a long hair was thrown towards Zhou Qing viciously.

The terrifying and awe-inspiring killing intent of the black long-haired carrier locked onto Zhou Qing firmly, and the speed broke through the sound barrier, making a "cracking" sound in the air.

If Zhou Qing didn't have a good body, Zhou Qing might not be able to react.

When the long black hair was about to stab Zhou Qing, Zhou Qing suddenly disappeared, and the black spear was directly inserted into the ground.

The terrifying power carried by the long hair directly melted the earth, forming a huge pit.

"Boy, hand over the ice purple glazed flower, and I'll give you a whole body. Otherwise, you'll be wiped out."

The two, one tall and one short, were wearing gorgeous robes and said with cold eyes.

Zhou Qing stepped forward and stood on the void, overlooking the two of them.

"God Sect?" Zhou Qing looked indifferent.

God Sect is the sect that hates this life. It is one of the three first rank sects in the entire Yan Kingdom, and its strength is extremely terrifying.

According to Li Mingxuan's description, there are as many as forty people who are Elder-level masters in the Samsara realm alone.

It is even rumored that the god Sect has a hidden ancestor in the holy Tibetan realm.

"It's good to know the Sect of God." The tall and well-dressed cultivator said coldly: "Within three breaths, hand over the ice purple glazed flower."

"three,"

"two,"

"boom!"

Before the other party finished counting three breaths, Zhou Qing's coercion suddenly swept out.

Afterwards, the Tianya Sword appeared in front of Zhou Qing.

The Tianya Sword emitted a burst of silver light, and projected a murderous giant sword phantom in the void, blasting towards the two of them.

"This kid is evil! Run!"

The short cultivator felt the scalp-tingling Sword intent, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The two realized that they might have kicked on an iron plate this time.

With a movement of his body, he fled from the spot without looking back.

However, the terrifying Sword intent, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, locked the two of them firmly.

"Boom!"

The tall cultivator fell behind, and was directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by Zhou Qing's Sword intent.

But he also died well, at the cost of his life, he bought the short cultivator a chance to escape.

Hearing the screams behind him and the terrifying rubbing sound of broken bones, the short cultivator's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to run away at high speed.

However, a giant hand condensed in the void locked him firmly.

"Boom!"

The giant hand of the void slammed down on him fiercely, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"I have to practice the Cultivation Technique in terms of speed in the future."

Zhou Qing muttered to herself.