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Chapter 338 Death and Life Before the Song and Dance Array (2)

There is no distinction between up and down, rocks are flying like wild sand. Several flying stones like locusts are storming towards my body. I walked in the void with three circles of thunder rings around my body. When the stones touched my thunder rings, they were scattered like they were strangled into dust by a millstone. But every time I was hit, I was like a blow in the three circles of thunder rings surging like a cannon, and the people were even a small boat in the roaring waves, and they were thrown high and low by the spiraling flying stones.

I immediately understood that the hidden beast of thought judged that my method was thunder and fire. I chose the earth element array with pure power. There was only the earth element in the array, and there was no wind, fire, water, and naturally there was no infinite material of thunder and fire.

I have nowhere to escape and cannot hide. I am the only foreign object in the formation, and if I don’t drive away the thorns in my eyes, how can this formation stop?

The normal world always has four true energy, and only artificial talisman books like the formation map can create such a weird world. Ordinary people cannot survive in a world without water and wind. Ordinary golden elixirs can use true energy to endure hardship, but they can only survive and have no energy to use magical powers to resist, just like a pool of water that cannot be in. Even if the enemy does not attack, the true energy of the ordinary golden elixir will be exhausted, and the lamp will be exhausted. No wonder only the Taoist fetal golden elixir that touches the edge of the Tao can enter.

Without wind and water, the Tao Fei Jindan can still absorb the silky Tao to maintain life, change all its limited true energy and struggle to make a splash of life. It is like a pond that is quickly drained from one side, and the other side is backfilled by buckets of water.

I, who have attained the middle level of the Nascent Soul, can draw a steady stream of true energy from the endless Tao; now I am in the realm of Taoism, like a pond connected to a large lake. The water in the pond is constantly drawn to maintain the thunder ring, repair the body that is splashed by flowing stones and impacting the wounded organs, but before the water in the pond is drained, it can be filled with lake water in time.

With every breath, I will be hit by a rock three times, which will sink a treasure ship at once. But I am still parked at the realm of Taoist typhoid and do not rush to climb back to the realm of Nascent Soul.

In the world of thought, I stood at the edge of the middle level of the Nascent Soul, broke through the obstacles of my previous life, and saw the path to the real person to attain enlightenment: I took the cultivation states into a seven-level pagoda in my imagination, and I have passed the fifth level of mortals, Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul. There are still returning to the emptiness and enlightenment before reaching the Tao. I can go up and down at any level, and any level of cultivation can also echo to the other four levels: I show the practice of mortals' Taoism, which is equivalent to the four levels of I practicing accordingly; fighting with mortals, I can improve, and fighting with mortals, I can also improve.

I understand the hidden meaning of the greatness of the cultivation world, not the smallest: on the surface, this is a high-level cultivator who is polite to the younger generation; in fact, it shows that the low-level contest with the younger generation is not far from competing with the younger generation, and it is as diligent as it is, and it is the same as experiencing tribulations.

In the world of thought, Yun Xianke, he fell to an equal realm and killed seventy-three heavenly soldiers in succession. Before he reached Gu Manshu, he was several times stronger than the Xianke who started. Looking at his sword, I realized this.

Zhou Jia, the martial god who fought with me back then, and the demon monkey Dejian, all felt the truth as if it was. With only a few opponents, they could also develop the Tao through sentient beings and make progress with low hands.

In the locust stone, my true energy was exhausted and the catastrophe fire came unexpectedly. The black catastrophe fire filled my whole body. The true energy drawn from the Tao quickly filled my body, and the three circles of thunder rings remained unmoved. Inch of catastrophe fire was tamed by my general thunder method, transformed into Tao fire, and the Tao every bit of the catastrophe was merged with me.

Every time I survived the endless locust stones, I became more refined in the realm of the Nascent Soul. If I touched the catastrophe fire in the locust stones, I also experienced the catastrophe. The Nascent Soul Ascension does not rely on other techniques, but all depends on the training of the calamity. In life and death, I will ascend to the Tao in the past, and fall if I cannot pass. And I can use the general principles of the thunder method to measure the calamity of the Tao, and rely on the seven-level pagoda to capture the Tao of the Tao.

The disaster has passed without realizing it.

The pressure of the locust stone I sensed gradually became smaller, from the shelling back to the rainstorm watering, it could not shake me anymore, and it could not hurt me. In fact, the locust stone was as fierce as when entering the formation. I still showed the realm of the Taoist fetus, but my Taoist fetus body was stronger than when entering the formation, and the true energy was stronger than when entering the formation. Correspondingly, I took another step in the Nascent Soul heavy tower:

The lower level of the Nascent Soul is the first heavenly catastrophe of the golden elixir. It doesn’t matter whether it is the year of the heavenly year. Then it will be the end of the catastrophe.

The middle-level Nascent Soul is like a moth flying into a fire, breaking into countless cycles of disasters and groping around.

The upper level of Nascent Soul finally found its direction, and could extract bits of Tao from the disaster like a bee collecting honey, until it gathered into the weight of returning to the void and escaped the cycle of disaster. I was half-legged in the middle level, and half-legged entered the door of the real person, although that half-legged was still a bit difficult.

The world was open and the tide of the locust stones disappeared to both sides, revealing me walking in the void. Le Jingxin’s words were wrong, and Luo Shenyao’s instructions were: As long as the Tao Fei Jindan can survive, it can break the formation.

But I didn't want to stop when I saw it. Finally, I stopped staying in the Taoist Golden Pill, and used the seven-level pagoda method to jump back to the middle level of the Nascent Soul, and a double treasure flame emerged above my head. When this formation was about to disperse, I changed and the array also sensed. The retreating locust stone turned back from both sides, but the stone did not attack me directly, but instead aggregated and inlaid.

A roar sounded in the virtual space, and the wave of stones blinked into a giant stone man. An oversized Wuji boy swung his fist and banged at me three circles of thunder rings. The thunder ring was broken, and I was bounced out like a flee by a child with his fingers. After flying backwards, I drew out the silver snake sword!

This formation has also been enhanced to a level of Nascent Soul that is comparable to me. The tactics of relying on hard defense are no longer feasible. I want to attack with this:

The master of the Bian Ju took a desperate attempt in my world of thought, but lost all his money. His Mohist craftsmanship and 100,000 metaphorical swordsmanship were all transferred to me, just like gold coins being smelted away from the mark of the former master, and branded with the mark of the original sword Kong. The tempering of the previous calamity fire also grindled away the divine flames of the Creation Divine Furnace and the demon fire of the three corpse gods, becoming two kinds of strange fires in my true essence, just like the heart to make the arm.

I waved the silver snake sword from the front, and the sword grew into a rainbow, and hit the big fist of the giant Wuji boy. The sky swayed, my sword rainbow had not shrunk, and the giant Wuji boy had not retreated. I shouted in secret, and waved the sword rainbow again, but this time it turned into a 100,000-metaphorical fishing sword in the sword path. The sword rainbow differentiated into a big fish net, covering the giant Wuji boy, cutting thousands of gullies on this Optimus Prime rock. The divine furnace fire drill melted into the sword rainbow entered the acupoints of the giant Wuji boy.

The giant Wu Ji Bing Ding boy screamed, and he was transformed into a lava stone man by me. I silently recited the general outline of the Thunder Method, and the divine fire gradually infected him, and the three corpse fires eroded the spiritual pistol of the Wu Ji boy. The giant Wu Ji boy suddenly stopped attacking me, and was stunned by the Yuan Xiyue.

I clapped my hands and said, "Now, you should call me the Big Mac Wu Ji Bing Ding boy."

The giant boy Wu Ji Bing Ding bowed lowly to salute me. I waved my sword and ordered the boy to tear open the array map on this page.

The boy Wu Ji Bing Ding, who stood tall and stood up, used his burning giant hand to tear the void and pulled the sound of cracking silk for a lifetime: I saw the light of stars and moons, the shadow of lake and mountains. The boy Wu Ji Bing Ding, who was intoxicated by me, tore a corner of it, and could see the real world outside. The black air that wrapped this array dissipated, and the void was like a landscape painting scroll that had been soaked in water for hundreds of years, shattering one after another. I ordered the boy Wu Ji Bing Ding to continue tearing the picture, and simply tore all the remaining seven arrays.

At this time, a vague spider appeared in the black air, accompanied by Zhuge Mei's voice that had been dead for five hundred years: "Stop it quickly. Don't mess around. If you break the rules of the formation, don't blame me for nailing you into the picture and wipe it off."

I clapped my hands and stopped the boy Wu Ji Bing Ding. After waved my hand, the boy Wu Ji Bing Ding shattered, leaving only a red black stone left to return to my ring. Let me call it: Mingyi Earth Fire. This must be a natal magic weapon of the Taoist sect five hundred years ago. It was collected in the Ten Absolute Formation Map to defend the enemy. Now that I have the earth true essence to make up for the shortcomings.

I jumped out of the third formation map that was completely destroyed, and when I looked back, I saw that the black air had dissipated, only seven channels were left. The mirror I found when I came, and I walked back to the cloud house.

On the mirror, the people in the Immortal Gathering Class in Yun’s house were stunned.

The people of the sect were delighted, and Yin Yuanyuan praised: "It took only half an hour to break the third formation, and after a Yuanying calamity, we only had a dinner party. The seventh level of pagoda method is taken, remember to teach me."

I smiled slightly.

Princess Lin stopped the wine cup and said, "Now the moon is bright, I will go and break it for another time. I am troubled by Brother Zunli's wonderful writing, and I will be the protagonist of the play for the first time. Yin Yuanyuan, you must leave some delicious food for me in the second round of dinner, so as not to be swept away the wind and don't swallow it."

Obey etiquette and be respectful.

I said, "Go quickly and return quickly."

The first mirror was dissipated, and I set up the second mirror in the courtyard.

The flowers fell and drummed, cheering Princess Weilin to break the fourth formation.
Chapter completed!
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