Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Hearing this, Daoist mosquito waved his hand and pulled the Gunkiller over. Dai frowned slightly, and said to Leng Shuang'er: "This is our little brother, the master said, the little brother will have to be beaten!"

"Um! Well, no, the master said that the younger brother can be beaten to Ascension Cultivation Base, I will help him Ascension Cultivation Base!"

"From yesterday afternoon, until now, Ascension has a small Realm."

A little Realm? ? ? ?

one night? ? ? ?

Leng Shuang'er looked at Xu Chen in disbelief. What kind of terrifying talent should this horse riding be able to go from Earth Immortals early stage, Ascension to the peak of Earth Immortals middle stage in one night? ? ? ?

You know, even if she was cold, it took about ten years from the Earth Immortals early stage to the Earth Immortals middle stage.

Now, this little black dog in front of me, this talent is too abnormal, right?

"That, Senior Sister, are you here to beat me?"

"Heavenly Dao Sect, among a generation of disciples, all of you are either that you want to be like you and can absorb the Spiritual Qi Ascension Cultivation Base, or you can bring them directly with your full level like Senior Sister Yue'er, or It's the senior brother Lingzhuzi who has an excellent footstep, or my husband Yuhua, who has a very good understanding of Heavenly Dao's existence."

"Now there is one who can be promoted after being beaten. I really can't compare with your son of luck." Leng Shuang'er said with a pouting mouth.

Mosquito Daoist took the sharpshooter and tapped directly on Leng Shuang'er's little head, frowning, "Little Junior Sister, if you are saying that, Senior Sister is not happy!"

"You are not bad at what others say so well!"

"Refining magic weapons, it's more ferocious. The Wandu Fan that your three senior sisters hadn't practiced before actually made you poke out, and said that you are nothing? I really don't know what you think."

and many more! ! !

Wan Du Fan? ? ? ?

That is the poison of 10,000 kinds of Taiyi Xuanxian Realm.

When I thought of this, Daoist Mosquito suddenly understood how to deal with it,,, uh! How did you help the younger brother in practice?

"By the way, Shuang'er, didn't you bring your Poisonous Band?" Daoist Mosquito asked.

Leng Shuang'er's eyes lit up, and a simple smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She frowned and said, "Well, Senior Sister, do you want to help the younger brother cultivate?"

"Do you think I will come this time? How about???"

Mosquito Daoist was taken aback, then shrugged, stuck the Godkiller into the ground, and smiled sinisterly at Leng Shuang'er.

The two looked at each other, and they had already made an evil plan.

"Wan Du Fan!"

"brush!"

Leng Shuang'er only heard a soft sigh, and immediately behind her, there was a huge long shot, and at the same time, there was a huge centipede on top of the long shot.

Leng Shuang'er gently shook Wan Dufan. Suddenly, countless Taiyi Profound Immortal Realm's poisons, densely packed, like a tide, crawled towards Xu Chen's body under the command of Leng Shuang'er.

The screams of screams rang out one after another on the back mountain of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

A quarter of an hour later, Leng Shuang'er reluctantly retracted Wan Du Fan, but saw Xu Chen tied to the Gunslinger. Except for a little sluggishness, there was no change in everything else?

Not even a single hair...

On the contrary, Leng Shuang is tired.

Leng Shuang'er leaned on the ancient tree beside him, dripping with sweat, and muttered to himself: "This little brother, his head is really iron, wait for the husband to come back, and borrow his Heavenly Blood Sword, while the little brother sleeps. When you are unprepared, give him a few knives..."

...

There are no years in the mountains, and thousands of years in the blink of an eye.

The Lich War has erupted for thousands of years, and there are countless dead and wounded witch races and monster races.

Countless great monsters, great witches, died in this great catastrophe.

However, the Wu Clan was a little better, even if it was dead and covered by Houtu Niangniang, it would not erase the memory, it was just a new body and re-cultivation.

But the demon race is different. The demon soul enters the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and they are all reincarnated, severing the memory of previous lives.

If you have a chance, you may be able to re-energize your memory if you practice in Realm.

It's just that such a big demon is rare.

As the catastrophe progressed, many demon races had already escaped from the Heaven Court and settled in the prehistoric continent, pretending to be domineering.

Being a mountain king by yourself is better than being a cannon fodder under others, right?

And Heavenly Dao Zong, a generation of disciples, even Xiao Yuqing counted, taking turns to tortured Xu Chen, which also made Xu Chen's Realm skyrocket and achieved the status of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

In the Heavenly Dao Sect, there are many fallen leaves, and the surrounding fairy spirit is permeated.

"what……"

Suddenly there was a miserable howl from the back mountain. Chu Feng, who was in his sleep, got up suddenly, slapped both hands on the table fiercely, and muttered, "Can you let people sleep?"

He was already familiar with such a voice, and he didn't know that it was the disciple who was "helping" Xu Chen practicing.

Practicing is a good thing. After all, Xu Chen now has evolved except for his head and limbs, but the problem is that he howls in the Heavenly Dao Sect every day, and Chu Feng really doesn't sleep well.

Immediately, he made a very correct decision, let this scourge go down the mountain and let him scourge others.

After a while, little Xu Chen with a dog head and a very cute appearance, sat on the futon properly, and carefully poured a cup of tea on the ground.

Chu Feng frowned slightly as a result of tea, and he thought to himself in his heart.

This apprentice, should I accept it or not?

If he doesn't accept it, it would be a waste of his talent, but what if he accepts it?

No one can stand howling ghosts every day.

Nothing! Nothing! The apprentices I have accepted can only be recognized.

Enduring the anger of getting up, he drank the tea in his hand, looking at Xu Chen's wet eyes, Chu Feng said leisurely: "From now on, you will be the disciple of my Heavenly Dao Sect."

Xu Chen’s eyes were full of tears and he stepped on horses for thousands of years. Daddy has suffered thousands of years of sins here, and finally became the rightful generation of disciple of Heavenly Dao's clan.

Even the little Golden Crow Lu Ya, that is his own nephew.

See how the Golden Crow will burn me in the future, do you know how to respect the teacher? ? ? ?

Just as Xu Chen was dreaming about finally being able to flex his muscles, Chu Feng suddenly made him fall to the bottom with a word.

"Xu Chen, you, as my disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, now coincides with the Lich War. I am sending you to go down the mountain to understand the laws of the great road. The sufferings in the world are all your practice." Chu Feng pretended to be profound.

Xu Chen, who was originally kneeling on the ground, had a dumbfounded expression and said: "Master, didn't you mean the Closed Door Training of the Heavenly Dao Sect? That...then I..."

"It's okay, your head is tough, the world will not kill you..."

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