Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Endless battles, time flies...

Since there is no time limit, Chen Ming does not seem to have any sense of urgency, but it may also be because the opponent's strength cannot be underestimated. It wasn't until Su Mu appeared again that Chen Ming knew that he had been fighting here for more than a month.

Of course, it was not entirely without gain. From several opponents behind, Chen Ming obtained a lot of Magic Treasures needed for cultivation or battle, Kunlun mirror, colored glass bottle, purple golden bowl, Sau Xia Yi, everything.

"Brother Chen, I finally found you, but I was exhausted." Su Mu's appearance still scared Chen Ming.

I thought that if he was separated from himself, Su Mu himself should only be able to fend for himself in that stone chamber, but he didn't expect that he could still find himself.

Why doesn't Su Mu think of own? When Chen Ming was swept away by a dark shadow of the strong, the entire stone room was completely dark, leaving him alone. The real thing is that every day should not be called the earth is not working.

Through the faint dim light, Su Mu saw the stone statue forming a formation, approaching him step by step, and finally squeezed himself into the corner.

With no retreat, Su Mu had a stress reaction. He thought of what Chen Ming had said to hit the heads of these stone statues. Only by smashing the heads, the stone statues basically lost their power.

In this way, Chen Ming held the fragments from the previous wall crack and hit the heads of the stone statues one by one. Some even took a day to crush them completely.

Finally, after a long time, Su Mu smashed the heads of all the stone statues. After the last stone statue was crushed, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a new stone gate opened.

But I didn't expect that this Shimen actually left the stone room to convey it to the new space.

It wasn't until here that Chen Ming was finally found!

Chen Ming probably heard Su Mu's experience and found it amazing. It was incredible that Su Mu could stand alone against the twenty-odd stone statues.

After several rounds of fighting, Chen Ming's ranking was finally upgraded to the sixth place. Seeing the own rankings on Jade Slip constantly replace other people's names, Chen Ming's heart was refreshed.

Now is the last opponent left to solve, as long as you defeat him, you can reach the next level.

Chen Ming took a long breath, fighting for a long time, somewhat exhausting himself physically and mentally. Those opponents went up one after another, and each one was 100% full of physical strength.

But after a round, his physical strength drops by a level, and now the Spiritual Qi in his body is almost exhausted.

But these opponents don't care about this. Isn't there a saying that kills you while you are sick?

The fifth seeded player, Chen Ming seemed to be in a weak state at the moment, so he looked at the right time and prepared to launch a fierce attack on Chen Ming.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) At this time, Elder, holding the knife, glared at Chen Ming, eyes revealing fierce light, and saw his body twist in an instant, in a very mysterious way.

"Wow~" There was a sound of rustling, and in an instant, the land began to crack and gas, a piece of yellow sand in the sky was lifted, and the sky was roaring, and each yellow sand turned into a sharp force. A huge sandstorm swept over Chen Ming.

Unexpectedly, this full moon scimitar has such a strong aura. Under its violent power, the surrounding sandstorm and even the void have been distorted. The oppressive space is roaring, spreading deafening destruction. Wind.

Chen Ming began to look around with a little horror. In fact, the knife itself was unobstructed, mainly because the bursts of power it aroused turned into particles that cracked Chen Ming's power, and began to restrain the Spirit Power among Chen Ming's Meridians.

After realizing that something was wrong, Chen Ming quickly ran "Ziyang Divine Art", and then only listened to it with a soft drink, a handprint formed, and a huge water vortex appeared in front of him in an instant.

This water vortex is actually the essence of Ziyang Divine Art tossing in Chen Ming Dantian. It is like a huge sea wave, and the whistling and rolling vortex trembles suddenly and rotates high.

"Wow! Wow!" A terrible pressure spread from the whirlpool.

Within a few seconds, terrible aura and fierce pressure diffused from the vortex, directly affecting the flow of surrounding air and the direction of the scimitar.

"Huh...huh? Why is it inconsistent with the direction of my own strength?" I saw that the knife was twisting at this moment, sweeping away like a tornado. Completely out of the master's control.

At this time, the knife followed Chen Ming’s Divine Sense and made a trace in the void. Finally, in the deafening whistling and whistling wind, it instantly collided with the power of own Dantian and formed in the void. There was a loud noise.

"Boom boom boom!"

With the deafening and blasting sound of the scimitar, the horrible vigor hidden in its blade suddenly swept away like a hurricane. In a cyclone that destroyed the world, the scimitar suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared out of thin air. NS.

Back to Chen Ming's hand was only the silver pearl shining under the scorching sun.

"Even refining this peerless scimitar into a spirit orb." At this moment, even the owner of the scimitar was shocked.

He understands that the ultimate meaning of this scimitar lies in the fact that a Realm immortal can inject Spirit Power to refine it into spirit orbs, and then absorb it into the body, which can increase its own Cultivation Base by a hundredfold.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, all of this happened without warning. In the hands of such a young cultivator, it is almost unbelievable.

At this moment, the Lingzhu was shining with silver light clusters, shining brightly in the palm of Chen Ming's hand.

Chen Ming's name has undoubtedly been replaced at the fifth position at this time. According to the rules, he should have cleared the game by this time.

"Boy, what kind of school do you come from? You can comprehend the profound meaning of my ancestral Saber Technique. It's amazing!" At this moment, the machete owner looked at Chen Ming with admiration.

"Green Mountain Sect!" Chen Ming said these three words indifferently.

"Nice sect~ Peerless Sect!" The sword owner couldn't help but exclaimed.

In fact, he had never heard of such a school, but he thought it must be ignorant.

When Chen Ming heard it, he was ecstatic! Sure enough, the Green Mountain Sect! No matter how deep it is hidden, someone still knows it! Then the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

"Little brother, now you have officially cleared the level, you can enter the next level test."

The sword master made a move and gradually withdrew from Chen Ming's vision.

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