I Never Rely On My Dantian For Cultivation

"call……"

The city lord let out a breath of turbid air, and his hanging heart finally fell. Only then did he realize that the clothes on his body had already been soaked in soul sweat, dropping drop by drop to the dead ground.

"Who is so cruel?"

"The entire frontier demon clan has become a thing of the past?"

"From then on, the Tianyu Continent will be peaceful, and there will be no need to fight with weapons!"

The city lord was surprised for a while, full of incredulity.

"Those two people traveled through the void and crossed the boundary. It seems that they will come back soon. We must think of a surefire plan."

The city lord smiled wryly, at this moment he regretted extremely, regretted staying to protect this piece of heaven and earth, this piece of pure land.

"Su Chen, have you found Leng Cangyue? The burden on the shoulders of this city master is really heavy!"

The city lord shook his head helplessly, leisurely and lazily walked towards the city that never sleeps, stepping on auspiciousness.

"Heavenly Tribulation, Heavenly Tribulation, when will this City Lord be able to take over the remaining four Heavenly Tribulations safely?"

The city lord sighed, lacking confidence in his heart.

The endless yellow sand stretches as far as the eye can see.

For practitioners who can fly in the air, crossing the desert is fearless!

"what?"

"Spirit beasts from Immortal King Realm?"

"A familiar breath?"

Suddenly, the city lord frowned and looked towards a canyon filled with aura, where he actually sensed a familiar aura.

With a flick of his body, he fell into the sky above the hot spring.

"It's that rogue dragon!"

"how can that be?"

The city lord couldn't believe his perception. Back then, Xiaohong followed Su Chen into the fairyland under his watchful eyes!

"Who is spying on Lord Jiao taking a bath?"

"If you want to talk to Lord Jiao about the ideal of Jiaosheng, just say so!"

Full of complaints sounded from under the hot spring, and then a 30-foot-tall red fire dragon rushed out.

"I rub it, it's you!"

"Why do you have time to visit Lord Jiao?"

"Come on, let's explode a bird!"

Xiaohong was careless, her body shrank rapidly, and she slammed into the city lord.

"Okay, rogue Jiao, where is Su Chen!"

The city lord was overjoyed, the dragon in front of him knew him, and the rogue's habit had not changed, it was undoubtedly Xiaohong!

Xiaohong is back, is Su Chen also back?

"Wow……"

"Don't mention sad things to Lord Jiao!"

Xiaohong burst into tears, her face full of sadness.

"You tell me clearly!"

The city lord's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

"Even the emperor was buried alive, without the slightest strength to resist, Su Chen is no exception, he can't come back!"

Xiaohong is very sad, she understands that Su Chen is not the only one who died, there are many people in that wonderful dream time and space, who were buried alive with Su Chen, fell completely, and never came back again.

That old man is really scary, not because he can't be beaten to death, but because he can resist!

"Buried alive?"

The mayor was puzzled for a while.

Next, Xiaohong said the matter 9918 times.

"Heavenly Immortal Pavilion?"

The city owner was a little puzzled, is there such a mysterious place on Tianyu Continent?

But he didn't have the guts to go on an adventure, he cherished his life, and he didn't think it would last long!

"How to do?"

The city lord was a little disheartened. In his mind, Su Chen was like a god, omnipotent.

"What else can I do? Go back to each house and find your mother."

"Master Jiao, I'm already disheartened."

Xiaohong burst into tears again.

At this moment, in the fairyland, Wu Dao and Hei Donkey stepped on the mist to search for the emperor's trace.

"There used to be a big monster here." The black donkey was a little puzzled.

"Siye is full of dead air, full of thick blood demon aura!" Wu Dao frowned slightly.

"No, we were fooled!"

Suddenly, Wudao roared, and his heart raced through ten thousand alpacas.

"Tricked?"

The black donkey was puzzled for a while.

"Exhausted the original power, crossed the border, turned around and returned to the Blood Spirit Secret Realm!"

The anger in Wudao's heart, at that time, he swore in his heart that he would never cross the boundary again, he consumed a lot of the original power of the soul, and even wasted the three fairy weapons, which made him very heartbroken!

"Blood... Blood Spirit Secret Realm?"

"Damn it, the previous efforts and longing were in vain?"

"The emperor's old boy entered the ruins through the space-time bridge, will he really get the streamer flame?"

The black donkey demon convinced, "You should kill that Sanxian with one blow!"

The black donkey's knife shattered the boulder, and the air was full of mist, and the magic energy curled up!

"Go, continue to cross the border, this time, I will definitely kill that Sanxian!"

That black donkey has a bad temper, both nostrils are going to be punching bags!

Just when Wudao and Heilu were sullen and determined to continue consuming the original power of their souls to fight against the power of Heaven and Dao to cross the boundary, Su Chen finally showed a smile in the cemetery of gods and demons!

In the dim sea of ​​consciousness, Su Chen stood up slowly, his body trembled, and eight figures stood in the void in an instant, each of which had the aura of a holy king.

"Leaving the soul, it's done. From then on, Big Brother has another hole card."

The condensed soul body of the three souls was overjoyed, waved gently, and the seven figures merged into one.

"The soul power of the peak of the realm."

Su Chen sighed, his spirit drifted away and merged into his physical body!

"Break it!"

With a loud shout, his soul power was transpired, and Su Chen felt a gap in the shackles around his body being forced open, and then he sensed the existence of dream time and space.

With a wave of his left arm, he grabbed a handful of black sticky soil, and with that momentary induction, he withdrew and entered the dream time and space!

"Wow……"

Orange blood gushed out, Su Chen couldn't breathe, and the injuries on his body were fully revealed at this moment!

"elder brother……"

"Su Chen..."

The girls shouted.

"The meridian is broken, who is so cruel?"

The anger in Murong Xue's heart, the sword light danced, murderous.

"elder brother……"

Su Yan'er cried loudly, tears of soul drifting down, gray and white teardrops falling down, being slowly absorbed by Su Chen's left arm!

"It's soul soil!"

Sword Immortal Qinglian exclaimed, pointing at the black soil in Su Chen's hand, speechless incoherently.

"Yan'er, Cang Yue, if you want me to get better soon, you all have to cry, tears are the best healing medicine."

Su Chen was puzzled from beginning to end, why did his left arm absorb soul tears, and why did his eyes see the color of soul tears?

"And me?"

"I cry too!"

Murong Xue showed a trace of tenderness.

"Xue'er, your tears are useless, only soul tears can heal you!"

"Su Chen, where did this soul soil come from?"

Sword Immortal Qinglian calmed down and continued to ask.

After a long time, Sword Immortal Qinglian showed a dignified expression.

"The cemetery of gods and demons?"

"If I remember correctly, the old man should be the only immortal emperor left!"

"He asked you to find the Rootless Fountain, definitely to revive your former comrades-in-arms!"

Sword Immortal Qinglian speculated.

"The cemetery is outside, how can I get out of trouble now?"

Su Chen's left arm emits a colorful glow, and the meridians are continuously connected.

"It's actually very simple to get out of trouble."

"Aren't you possessing the spiritual power of earth? This is soul soil, the dust turned into thousands of fallen souls!"

"Soul soil makes clothes, you will come and go freely in that cemetery!"

Sword Immortal Qinglian showed a hint of longing.