Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

Stimulated, the ancestor of the Ma family has fought to the point of madness.

"Jin Dezheng, fight, you can't get away today, don't think you can still live, now it's a profit to drag someone down with you." Zancha's mouth was bleeding and his face was gray.

"Fuck, I shouldn't have come to this muddy water." Jin Dezheng, whose arms were broken, had a bitter face.

"Is it still useful to say these now? Fight."

"Fuck, the world is useless." Jin Dezheng also knew that it was meaningless to say anything now, and now he had to fight to the death.

"Erosion." Zancha also released the skull again and swallowed Ma Chenggong.

"Ah~ Fight, if you don't succeed, you will die." Ma Chenggong took out a metal wine pot, which contained osmanthus fairy wine.

He opened the lid and took a gulp. He had consumed a lot just now. If he wanted to hit that punch, he had to gamble. If he couldn't successfully break through the realm of transformation, what awaited him was an explosion and death.

The powerful spiritual power was surging in his veins, no longer as gentle as before. His veins were swollen and painful, as if they would burst at any time.

"Ah~~~ Punch to dominate the world." He didn't care to think too much, and gathered all his energy on a punch. He just wanted to punch that punch.

"Boom~" A huge fist shadow fell like a meteorite falling from the sky.

The black skull was instantly blasted into pieces.

"Puff~" The old man Zancha spurted blood wildly. The two evil creatures that he had cultivated with his life were all destroyed, and he was half-crippled by the backlash.

"Jin Dezheng, save me."

No one answered, because Jin Dezheng had been blasted into a meat paste before him, and then he followed suit.

"Hahaha~ If you don't succeed, you will die. I succeeded."

Ma Chenggong's muscles burst all over, and blood covered his body, but he was laughing wildly.

He succeeded. Mom really didn't change his name wrong. Ma Chenggong, success at the first try.

"Congratulations, elder Quan Ba. You are to be rewarded with two bottles of osmanthus wine, a firebird talisman, and a magic weapon customized by the ancestor."

"Thank you, ancestor, thank you, sect master." Another little old man fell down.

What could Mo Tian say? He had already accepted his fate. He had to watch his disciple do things even with tears in his eyes.

He glanced at Long Yi, who was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and said coldly.

"What are you happy about? They are just a few Qi Refining Stages, the rubbish among rubbish." Mo Lao Mo was very unhappy. There was nothing wrong with refining tools. The main thing was that he didn't have any rubbish materials. When he thought about looking for materials, Mo Lao Mo felt a headache. Who could understand the pain of having a range of only 100 meters of spiritual awareness?

Three people advanced to the realm of transformation in a row. The Tianmen Sect Master said that Tianmen still had an ancestor.

Isn't it more terrifying to be able to make a person in the realm of transformation call him ancestor?

Forget it, Tianmen is already terrifying enough now. It doesn't matter whether there are ancestors or not. The world's martial arts world is collectively in a mess. You can't help but accept it.

Does anyone dare to mess with Tianmen now?

"Tai Chi is two-sided, yin and yang are balanced." A Tai Chi diagram appeared behind Zhang Qianhe, one black and one white, clearly separated.

"Merge, dragon roar~" The black and white qi instantly merged into a chaotic qi and entangled on the Tai'a sword.

As Zhang Qianhe slowly thrust out a sword, a dragon-shaped phantom wrapped around the black and white qi and stabbed out instantly.

"Yin~" The sound of dragon roar resounded throughout Tianmen Square.

"It's over~" The Scorpion King finally brought Dark Heaven into a state of destruction.

If she had said that Tianmen had two incarnations, would the Dragon God not have come to attack Tianmen? Would there be no disaster today?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, and she is destined to get no answer to all this.

The fourth incarnation of Tianmen was completed.

"Congratulations, Elder Taiji. I will give you a Firebird Talisman and a custom-made magic weapon for you."

"Thank you, Elder, thank you, Sect Master." Another one fell down.

The most anxious person now is not Elder Ouyang, but Number Two.

Damn, you old guys are living a life of luxury every day. I often go on missions and fight a lot. Now you have all advanced to the realm of transformation, but I haven't made any progress. This is unscientific.

The old man was not happy. He couldn't be the last one. He had to advance before Old Man Ouyang, otherwise he would lose face.

Among the six people, except for the old Tianshi and the ancestor of the Ma family, he was the oldest. Now Zhang Qianhe and Bei Zhongming, two younger generations, have advanced. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that if he failed to advance in the future, he would have to call them elders and need to pay tribute.

"Fight~" The old man didn't care. He would rather die than break through.

This old man also imitated Ma Chenggong, took a big gulp of osmanthus wine, and then his clothes burst directly. His originally skinny and slender body began to swell, his meridians began to burst, and blood oozed out of his body.

"Fuck, they are all reckless." Mo Tian covered his face.

Feeling the violent and chaotic spiritual power in his body, No. 2 couldn't help but roar in pain.

"Ahhh~. "The countless hidden weapons scattered on the ground began to swing wildly, as if controlled by something.

Then they all flew into the air.

"Meteor Falls~" With a roar from No. 2, he jumped into the air, his hands turned into thousands of afterimages, like a thousand-handed god and Buddha, and the hidden weapons in the sky fell like meteors, all bombarding the six-armed Shura God Envoy.

"Boom boom boom~" The sound of intensive bombardment sounded, and smoke and dust rose in the square in an instant.

The ground exploded as if it was washed by missiles, and the six-armed Shura was also exploded.

"Huh~ Finally saved face." No. 2 wiped the blood off his face, and the qi in his body quickly transformed into true qi. The violent spiritual power quickly calmed down and followed the true qi to circulate in the body to repair the damaged veins.

"Congratulations to the Thousand-Handed Elder, congratulations, reward a fire bird talisman, and the ancestor customized a set of hidden weapons. "Luo Qingyin announced happily.

"Thank you, ancestor, thank you, sect master. "

Mo Tian, ​​who was drinking, burst out laughing on the spot.

"A set? What the hell is a set? This evil disciple." Mo Tian felt that his coffin lid was about to break free, and his trigeminal nerve was beating wildly. He was addicted to losing money.

Only Ouyang Wudi was left. He was under great pressure now. Among the six sons of Tianmen, he was the only one who had not advanced. The whole world was watching.

The more nervous he was, the harder it was to advance.

The Tiger King was desperate. Everyone was dead, leaving only him. Oh, and there was a waste, the leader of the Yuguiliu Sect, Qiandao.

The leader of Qiandao controlled the demon night demon and wanted to get rid of Bai Mei's entanglement and fly back to take him away in the air.

But Bai Mei didn't give the demon night demon a chance to leave the battle.

Bai Mei felt that if she could devour the demon night demon, she might also be able to do it today. Can advance to the realm of ghost cultivation and become the seventh elder of Tianmen.

If she really succeeds, she will become a ghost cultivator like a cultivator, and eventually become a ghost fairy and ascend to the underworld.

This has a huge attraction to her, and naturally she is unwilling to let Gui Yasha leave the battle.

Ouyang Yehuo was also anxious for her ancestor. Suddenly she thought of the day when Mo Tian practiced the real Overlord Spear. It was not the spear technique that restricted the Overlord Spear, but the weapon.

Thinking of this, she suddenly threw the top-grade spear refined by Mo Tian in her hand to her ancestor.

"Ancestor, take the spear. This is refined by the ancestor. He said that the true meaning of the Overlord Spear is domineering, incomparable domineering. Wherever the spear passes, corpses will be buried for thousands of miles."

Ouyang Wudi threw away the spear in his hand and took the spear thrown by Ouyang Yehuo. It was heavy in his hand. It was really a top-grade good spear.

"Domineering? "He has seen the real Overlord Spear Art, which is in the library, and is made for fighting on the battlefield.

You can't find your own way by completely copying the spear art of your predecessors.

He has studied spear art for decades, has seen countless spear art, and has his own understanding. The modified spear art of the Ouyang family is not worse than the real Overlord Spear Art.

It's just a different understanding.

"Domineering? Can spear art be domineering? No, it's not the spear that is domineering, it's the person."

"I am domineering, and the spear is domineering, hahaha~ I understand."

"Dragons fight in the wild." One spear turns into thousands of spears, and then returns to one spear, just lightly reaching forward, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but it is domineering and boundless, if you are asked to die, you must die, it is so domineering.

The Six Elders of Tianmen, don't compete with them.