Chapter 132: Don’t laugh, I’m powerless, please ask for your thoughts
Puff puff!
Wang Dong held his breath and lowered his hands. An invisible strong wind instantly surrounded him, rolling up piles of dead leaves and weeds.
Chen Zhixing still sat cross-legged, propped up his chin with one hand, blinked and said:
"But you are at the peak of the Immortal Movement, and I have just entered the Immortal Movement Realm. If you win, it doesn't mean anything, right?"
Wang Dong frowned when he heard this, thought for a while and said:
"That's true. If I crush you at the peak of the Immortal Ascension Realm, I won't win with force."
Thinking of this, Wang Dong took a deep breath and said:
"Forget it, then I will fight you with my first-level cultivation of the Immortal Ascension Realm!"
"No."
Chen Zhixing smiled.
next moment.
boom--! ! !
A majestic and terrifying mental force centered on Chen Zhixing in an instant, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling, the world was shattering, and it was sweeping down like a tide!
Wang Dong was instantly like a small boat in the turbulent waves of the angry sea, and a great feeling of terror suddenly surged in his heart.
In front of him, everything changed!
A big golden hand, as if blocking the sky and the sun, rushed down towards him!
In front of this giant hand, Wang Dong felt as small as an ant, his soul began to tremble, and he couldn't resist at all!
boom! ! !
That big hand formed by huge pure spiritual thoughts came forward with pressure!
Wang Dong couldn't help but close his eyes, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
After ten breaths passed, Wang Dong opened his eyes with a pale face and looked at Chen Zhixing with heavy breathing.
The severe pain of the collapse of the sea of consciousness did not come.
on the contrary.
That golden spiritual hand blew over his body like a breeze.
"I lost."
Wang Dong lowered his head, his eyes a little dull, confused, and a little lost.
He could feel it very clearly.
The aura exuded by Chen Zhixing was only in the realm of divine movement.
But this divine thought, both in terms of its huge mental level and intensity, far surpassed him by far!
If Xiao Ping hadn't been merciful at the last moment, and that giant hand pressed down, his sea of consciousness would have shattered into powder!
"Is this a talent that breaks the limit?" Wang Dong just clenched his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, oozing out traces of bright red.
This gap made him despair.
"I lost, sorry."
Wang Dong looked up at Chen Zhixing and left in despair.
Originally, he came here in high spirits and made many false remarks outside, hoping to compete with Xiao Ping.
However.
In this fight, he couldn't even survive a single move. How ironic is this?
How could he have the dignity to stay any longer?
Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged on the ground, propped up his chin with one hand, and watched Wang Dong leave lightly and heavily.
He saw it at a glance.
Although this disciple named Wang Dong was not injured, his heart was broken and his energy was completely dampened.
After thinking about it, Chen Zhixing muttered softly:
"I'm sixty years old. In my previous life, I was poor and miserable. I also had self-denial and hard work, my mind was agitated, I fantasized about a white horse in green clothes, and I was full of anger."
"In the end, firewood and rice dampened my spirit, and the years were stained by wind and frost. Old friends in the rivers and lakes all say that life and death are uncertain, so I don't want to laugh at the yellow beams in my dreams."
"Go! Go! Go."
"Look at me going crazy as a teenager. Even though I'm in all kinds of troubles, I should still be able to make great progress and ask for what I want!"
"Come on, come on."
"Don't laugh at me for being powerless. The world is so cold. When you are done with your work, you can have a glass of new wine and talk about the vicissitudes of life!"
Wang Dong, who was gradually leaving, was suddenly shaken as if struck by lightning.
He is very familiar with this poem!
In other words, every practitioner in the world today is very familiar with it!
Because this is written by a legendary great immortal, Jiuling Zhenren!
Jiuling Zhenren has a legendary life, and he only started to embark on the path of spiritual practice when he was sixty years old.
Compared with other realms of great immortality, all kinds of heavenly and divine postures can dominate a great world and finally achieve great immortality in the human world.
This Nine-year-old Master was full of thorns and apprehensions from the moment he started practicing!
He has fought thousands of battles throughout his life, but he has been defeated in almost every battle!
Like a bereaved dog, he was forced to wander and flee in panic countless times.
However.
Despite the hardships in the world, this nine-year-old master has never lost his determination to achieve anything. On the contrary, he becomes more and more courageous as he fights.
When the world looks back in a daze, the nine-year-old master who has become a laughing stock has unexpectedly occupied a high position and achieved immortality in the world!
"I"
Wang Dong's originally dilated pupils gradually regained their energy.
He gave Chen Zhixing a heavy hand and said:
"Been taught a lesson!"
next moment.
Wang Dong turned around and left, his body standing upright again!
A sharp will emerged from him again!
Chen Zhixing waved his hand and closed his eyes again.
This king's temperament is not bad, but it would be a pity if he was ruined just like that.
Sooner or later he will leave this Tianlan Holy Land.
It would not be bad if he could leave a person with a tough mind in this Tianlan Holy Land.
at the same time.
In this small world, Xu Fan's one-man show has officially begun!
"Blue Firefly Fruit!"
I saw three disciples who had just entered the Immortal Ascension Realm. They looked at the bright blue fruit growing between the cracks of a rock and poking out of the branches, and their faces suddenly became happy.
The Lan Ying Fruit is used to strengthen one's cultivation. If placed outside, it can be sold for thousands of spirit stones!
For them, it was an unexpected windfall!
Just when the three disciples looked at each other and were about to grab the Lan Ying Fruit.
boom!
A big hand suddenly crossed the endless distance and grabbed the Lanying Fruit into his hand!
Then, the big hand rolled back.
This blue crystal fruit fell on a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
"Xu Fan?"
The three disciples looked at him and were slightly startled.
During this period, the most famous person was naturally Xiao Ping, transformed by Chen Zhixing.
And beyond that.
Second only to Xiao Ping, Xu Fan is at the top of his game!
This Xu Fan, who was a casual cultivator, entered Tianlan Holy Land as a fugue cultivator. On the day he entered the Holy Land, he defeated several old disciples one after another and became famous!
Then Elder Fulong personally came forward and accepted him as a disciple. This time, after everyone's approval, he made an exception and allowed Xu Fan to participate in the creation competition of the small world secret realm!
"Xu Fan, this is what we took a fancy to first. If you want it, go find it somewhere else!"
A disciple immediately shouted.
"Innocent."
Xu Fan's face was expressionless. These disciples of Tianlan Holy Land were like flowers in a greenhouse, with hopelessly simple minds.
With such a creation, whoever is stronger will naturally belong to him. How can there be any first-come-first-served basis?
Xu Fan shook his head, turned around and left.
"Asshole!"
"hateful!!"
"Xu Fan, leave your things before leaving!"
The three disciples shouted at the same time, then looked at each other and nodded slightly.
next moment.
These three disciples took action at the same time!
"Magic: Fire Dragon Technique!"
"Magic·Wind Dragon Technique"
"Spell·Spiritual Blade!"
With the intention that they were all disciples of the same sect, the three of them did not launch spiritual attacks, but used basic spells to blast towards Xu Fan.
In an instant.
Countless true energy in the world condensed and turned into two howling wind dragons and fire dragons, as well as a sharp blade, slashing towards Xu Fan!
Puff puff!
However, Xu Fan seemed to have eyes in his back. He just turned his head slightly and avoided the diagonal blade light!
Then he lightly snapped his fingers.
Bang! !
The two fire dragons and wind dragons instantly shattered in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards.
The three disciples felt a huge spiritual force sweep over them instantly, their heads shook, and they fell asleep.
"Next."
Xu Fan kept walking and walked towards the southeast.
In the blink of an eye.
The day flies by in a blink of an eye.
In just one day, except for the four Taoist disciples, all the other disciples were beaten unconscious by Xu Fan.
Xu Fan also received all the blessings he received!
In just one day, Xu Fan transformed and his storage ring was filled with all kinds of treasures!
This is not because Xu Fan has such extraordinary combat power that he can crush others in the same realm.
But every battle that occurred in the secret realm here has been rehearsed countless times in his mind!
He can find the flaw in the battle countless times!
"Huh? In three days, will I face that Xiao Ping?"
Xu Fan let out a light sigh, in the scene where he just deduced the next three days.
The last scene was that of Xiao Ping finding him.
He wanted to watch it again, but the picture stopped abruptly.
Xu Fan shook his head and didn't take it to heart.
Until tomorrow, he will naturally know the outcome of the battle between Xiao Ping and him.
It doesn't matter even if he loses, he can deduce the battle with Xiao Ping countless times and find a way to crack it.
"The next step is the greatest blessing in this small world!"
Xu Fan calmed down and muttered to himself.
next moment.
He stepped forward and walked towards a valley in this small world.
About half an hour later.
Xu Fan arrived at the valley here, and then walked towards a crack on the mountain wall of the valley.
He stretched out his hand, grabbed the crack, and tore it apart hard on both sides.
Boom! !
The entire mountain wall was like paper, being pushed away from both sides by his hands.
I saw a stone room hidden inside the mountain wall.
The stone chamber is narrow, with a high platform in the middle.
There is a scarlet ring floating quietly on the high platform!
"God's Protection Ring!"
A smile appeared on Xu Fan's lips.
This god-protecting ring is the greatest blessing in this small world!
Among the monks, the Soul Consciousness Sea is the weakest, and there are very few means to protect it.
therefore.
Among all the magical weapons, the magic weapon that can protect the sea of consciousness is the most precious!
Every magic weapon that can protect the sea of consciousness and defend against spiritual attacks is priceless!
And this God's Protection Ring, which has reached the peak level of Shingo, is even more priceless!
With this thing.
Unless a spiritual monk in the Nirvana realm attacks him, he will be immune to all spiritual attacks below Nirvana!
"Come!"
Xu Fan made a false grab with his right hand.
The ring, which was completely red and exuded a faint precious light, immediately fell into his palm.
next moment.
Xu Fan turned around and looked into the distance.
Several figures at the peak of the divine movement are flying towards this side quickly!
Obviously.
All kinds of Daoists are aware of the movement!
