The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Up to now, all the monks understand very well that for those who can pass the checkpoint, most of the things given by the Duobaolou are useful to them, and the worst is also a precious thing. Dibao, it is very generous.

It can be seen that there are powerful people who are hiding in the dark and watching many young cultivators break through the barrier, and only have such eyesight and insight.

After Xu Ziqing entered the tenth level, his six senses were immediately closed, and he could no longer perceive where the power of consciousness came from.

He only felt that there was a wind of consciousness all around him, and every trace of the power of consciousness was incomparably mad, containing some kind of big idea, as if it would destroy the sea of ​​consciousness of people.

Too strong, too strong!

But just like this, he can't really destroy his sea of ​​consciousness!

Xu Ziqing has been absorbing the crystallization of the power of time and space, and it is his small universe that is stable, and also his Zifu world, and it is closely related to his sea of ​​consciousness. If it is said to destroy his consciousness, it can be said that if it is said to destroy the sea of ​​consciousness, it is absolutely impossible!

At this time, he closed his eyes.

The dense feeling is like mercury, and the overwhelming feeling is like a tsunami.

In the tenth level, he had to insist on a cup of tea, which was several times more difficult than the ninth level just now!

The monks watching from the outside inevitably focused their attention on Xu Ziqing.

At present, he is the only one who has broken into the tenth level.

Even because of his breakthrough, many people who were eager to try have stopped for the time being.

They want to know whether this cultivator of the wood genus was ejected like the previous two, or was he really able to break through to the eleventh level?

Bai Longsheng sighed secretly, and then said to Yun Lie: "Brother Yun, I wonder if Brother Xu can pass this level?"

Yun Lie's eyes were calm: "It's not enough to be afraid of."

Bai Longsheng's expression also relaxed.

He naturally knew that among the people present, this Yun Lie's power of consciousness should be the most powerful. Since the Second Refinement of Sword and Soul can reach the tenth level, he believes that if Yun Lie passes the level, the twelve levels of the power of consciousness should be unimpeded.

——Sword Soul Five Refinements!

In the entire Qianyuan Great World, I don't know how many sword cultivators can have more than five swordsmanships, not to mention that he is still so young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future - at least in this round of the list battle , Among the swordsmen, when no one has reached such a state.

This is related to aptitude, understanding, and adventure and luck.

In Bai Longsheng's view, a person who is a combination of several is nothing more than Yun Lie now.

Therefore, Yun Lie's knowledge of the power of consciousness is of course above them, plus his understanding of Xu Ziqing... What he said must be true.

Yun Lie's words are indeed good.

Xu Ziqing quickly passed the tenth level and came to the eleventh level.

At this time, his body finally trembled slightly.

Yes, the power of consciousness in the eleventh level is almost indescribable terrifying.

Xu Ziqing closed her eyes tightly, feeling the intense tingling sensation penetrated through the sea of ​​consciousness, and she groaned inside. He used the power of consciousness to keep resisting, but every time he strangled a part, there would always be more people coming, making him hard to guard against.

Moreover, the power of consciousness at this time is ten times that of the previous one!

This is the real torment.

The monks outside finally saw Xu Ziqing's change.

He clenched his hands slightly, as if there was a gust of wind, circling around him, constantly blocking the intrusion of the power of consciousness from the outside world.

Slowly, struggling...

Finally, the eleventh level has passed!

At the twelfth level, Xu Ziqing's originally straight back was slowly bent by the power of consciousness that seemed to be able to destroy the world.

Until this time, the old man in huáng clothes who had been sending many monks into the great formation with a smile finally looked at the picture where Xu Ziqing was.

It seems that only the monks who can reach the twelfth level can get his look.

For some reason, many monks who were watching were also nervous for Xu Ziqing.

Chapter 494

Pain, severe pain, as if the head was about to explode.

Xu Ziqing is not without pain, whether he was fighting against the evil spirit of the demon vine in the past, or was invaded by the sword spirit when he was with his senior brother Yuanshen, he had experienced it. But unlike Rong Jin who was subconsciously close to him, his senior brother would never have any hostility towards him. This time, the consciousness released from the devil's eyes was extremely cold and extremely cruel.

They saw him as an enemy and would show no mercy to him.

Therefore, what Xu Ziqing can feel is that the fierce hostility is prying open his brain, attacking his sea of ​​consciousness, and wantonly destroying it inside - this is not only to suppress him, but also to destroy his primordial spirit. Find them all and kill them.

Unless he admits defeat immediately, he will be immortal!

Yes, if it is said that the Duobaolou in the first eleven levels still has mercy, in these twelve levels, only destruction is left.

Of course, this is also the hardest level and the final test.

Xu Ziqing was not distracted at all at this time, all his energy was fighting against the power of consciousness that violated him.

He mobilized all the power of consciousness, desperately trying to tear it apart from the foreign power!

——At this time, all avoidance is useless.

what he wants

All you have to do is fight! confrontation!

Xu Ziqing persisted for a long time...

Sweat slowly flowed down his side face, and the clothes inside and outside were also soaked, and the whole person seemed to be salvaged from the water, and he looked a little awkward.

But his expression didn't change much. Although his complexion was slightly pale, he only exhaled lightly, then held his breath and straightened his spine bit by bit.

It's really tough...but it's not impossible to get through.

Gradually, although the pain remained, Xu Ziqing felt that he seemed to have gotten used to it.

Pain to numbness, there is not much feeling.

Moreover, in addition to the pain, Xu Ziqing could sense that his power of consciousness was slowly increasing.

Although the magnitude is not large, it is really there.

This is enough to support him to endure such pain and continue to persevere.

Xu Ziqing didn't open his eyes, his mind was still.

His mind was empty, but another thought flashed by.

The power of consciousness of such a high degree of consciousness, senior brother can certainly easily pass, he and senior brother are both Taoist companions, and they must not give up here lightly...

A moment passed like that.

The power of consciousness that seemed like a mad shòu gradually faded away.

At this moment, Xu Ziqing only felt his body light up, and immediately opened his eyes.

The twelfth level... also passed?

Below, countless monks sighed when they saw this moment.

It's rare.

What the first few sword cultivators had never done, was now done by a cultivator of the wood genus.

Immediately afterwards, many discussions followed.

"Who is the man in Tsing Yi? What's his name? Which sect did he come from?"

"I don't know, but does anyone know?"

"I don't know either... but he seems to have come with the eldest son of the White Dragon Mansion. Could it be someone from the White Dragon Mansion? If he really came from the White Dragon Mansion, it wouldn't be so strange."

"No, no, you see that he is not wearing the costumes of the White Dragon Mansion. He must have just come with the eldest son of the White Dragon."

"Hey, this person is not well-known, and he can actually have this ability. I must have some fame in the future."

"I don't know what name he is on the black list?"

So many guesses, all kinds of speculation, but no one can.

Speaking of which, Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie were both disciples of Zhoutian Immortal Sect, and Zhoutian Immortal Sect, even in the great world of Qianyuan, were first-class forces and sects, which was an excellent background.

But unfortunately, since the two brothers and sisters came to Xianzong, they either retreated or traveled on weekdays. The group Xiaobi in the sect did not participate, and there was no chance to show their faces. Only a few people recognized them.

Therefore, although many people from Zhoutian Xianzong came to participate in this round of Fengyun Ranking, there was no one who knew them both.

So that people still can't know their true origins.

At this time, Xu Ziqing's pressure was gone, and he couldn't help but smile slightly, and his demeanor was also very calm.

At this time, a ray of light shrouded down, something suddenly appeared from above, and was carefully packed in a bottle.

However, Xu Ziqing's expression changed.

This is……

His heart was beating a little more eagerly, just because the thing that fell, seemed to have some traction on him.

Deep in his consciousness, he suddenly knew that this was something that was extremely useful to him.

At the moment, he immediately grabbed it with his hands, did not open it, and poked his consciousness inside—

Immediately, he took a breath.

Actually, Jiamu's spirit!

Fortunately, Xu Ziqing's determination was firm, and he had just been attacked by the power of consciousness just now. Now his own will is stronger, so he only moved briefly and reacted immediately.

So he put the bottle in the storage bracelet, but he felt even more fortunate for this attempt.

Xu Ziqing practiced the way of life and death reincarnation, what he wanted was a balance of yīn and yang, and the qi of A and B was not biased. He once absorbed the spirit of Yimu, and the energy of Yimu in his body was too high. Although he used many Yangmu to balance it, it is only at the current stage. If he enters the country further, other timesmu may not be able to contain the ancient murderous bloodthirsty demon vine. .

But now with the spirit of Jiamu, even if it is not as solid as the spirit of Yimu in the past, the weight is far less than that of the year, but if it is combined with those Yangmu in Xiao Qiankun, when Xu Ziqing goes further, it will have a great effect. effect.

Xu Ziqing raised his eyes and looked at the air.

He didn't notice who was peeping, but...whether the peeping power saw that he needed this thing in the future, or just gave it as a precious reward, he received this friendship. .

Duobaolou, he also wrote down.

The next moment, Xu Ziqing didn't stay here for long before being bounced out by a ray of light.

His figure also appeared outside the big formation.

The huáng-clothed old man smiled and nodded at him, and in his eyes, he obviously valued him more.

Xu Ziqing smiled back, walked over to his senior brother, and stood quietly.

As for the gazes gathered by others... He didn't care about those, and he remained calm.