I feel a dull pain in my chest!

Can't help but think of the picture of being scratched by a dog's paw.

It can't be wiped away, it can't be wiped away.

"Bastard!"

Xiaomeng gritted her teeth in her heart, that was the first time she was deflated.

Miserable old.

……

"Is there really a fairy in this world?"

In Yunmeng Valley, Guiguzi looked thoughtful.

"Has the Martial God become a fairy?"

In the Tianzong of Taoism, Bei Mingzi looked into the distance with longing and longing.

Not only the Great Qin Schools, but also the Great Sui, Great Song, Great Qing, and Great Yuan, countless forces, and countless powerful people are all shocked at this moment.

Even if the Martial God crosses the catastrophe and becomes an immortal, even if he is not a real immortal, the strength of the Martial God's cultivation has shocked countless powerful people.

And when Jiuzhou was shocked and terrified because of Zhao Wudu's catastrophe, Zhao Wu was working hard to consolidate his cultivation and help the startled salamander break through the bottleneck.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Wu's own state has been promoted to the peak, and the majestic and vast energy and blood in his body are boiling like a real dragon, shaking the sky and shaking the earth.

With a low growl, he concentrated all his strength, and the mottled and messy immortal power in his body rushed out like a river bursting its embankment, and was eliminated from his body.

all of a sudden.

As the mottled and chaotic power poured into the air, Zhao Wuchang let out a long sigh of relief, and the power and blood boiling in his body due to the breakthrough in cultivation quickly calmed down.

The whole person returned to calm.

The breath is restrained.

Not revealing anything.

The startled salamander trembled all over after receiving the power instilled by Zhao Wu. The bottleneck of her cultivation that had originally trapped her broke through in one rush, and her cultivation rose steadily.

The fourth level of the void realm.

The fifth level of the Void Realm.

The sixth level of the Divine Void Realm.

……

In the end, under Zhao Wu's vast and turbulent power, he even broke through to the seventh level of the God Void Realm in one fell swoop, and entered the late stage of land immortality.

The spiritual energy and dragon energy contained in the dragon veins swarmed in, and quickly poured into the startling salamander's body, turning into the power of the startling salamander's breakthrough.

"Seventh level of the Void Realm!"

The startled salamander's beautiful eyes were full of excitement, her graceful and delicate body trembled slightly, and her mood fluctuated.

This increase is really too big.

From the early stage of the Divine Void Realm to the middle stage, and into the late stage of the Divine Void Realm.

"Thank you King Wu for the gift!"

The startled salamander's flushed pretty face was full of joy, unspeakably happy.

"Why are you being polite to me!"

Zhao Wu pinched her fair and delicate pretty face, lingered in her stalwart bosom for a while, pulled out, and looked at the dragon veins below:

"This dragon vein is now destroyed!"

Now the aura of the entire dragon vein has been sucked dry by Zhao Wu and the startled salamander.

I don't know how many years it will take to recover.

The startling salamander put on his clothes, held the startling salamander sword, and stood quietly beside Zhao Wu, like a killer with no emotions.

This is why Zhao Wu likes her very much.

Very sensible.

Very loyal.

Very capable.

No matter what Zhao Wu asked her to do, she would not hesitate to go through fire and water to complete it.

As for other things, she never asked much.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Wu reached out to wrap his arms around the slender waist of the startled salamander, and disappeared into the underground space in an instant.

……

Meishan.

The four figures fought fiercely.

But it was three young men besieging an old man with white beard and hair.

The old man looked old, but his martial arts were superb, and his swordsmanship was superb, but his condition was not very good, he was injured, and seemed to have been poisoned.

"Master, you have been poisoned, and your internal strength has been exhausted. You can't escape!"

"Master, as long as you hand over the Liancheng Sword Art, we will still be your disciples!"

"Master, hand it over!"

The three people who besieged the white-haired old man spoke one after another.

"brute!"

The white-haired old man burst into anger, and unleashed a unique move, several feet of sword energy slashed across the air, knocking the three of them to the ground.

"interesting!"

Zhao Wu, who was about to return to Yihua Palace as he left from the underground of the imperial city with the salamander in his arms, couldn't help but stop in the air.

He sat in emptiness, and the white clouds automatically gathered and condensed into a throne.

The startled salamander stood in emptiness, standing behind Zhao Wu, quietly rubbing Zhao Wu's shoulders and back.

"This old man is Mei Niansheng, the ceiling figure in Liancheng Jue, Iron Bone and Black Ele?"

Zhao Wu looked at the white-haired old man.

In Liancheng Jue, the people with names and surnames are basically bad guys, the bad pus type, and Mei Niansheng is a well-deserved hero.

He is indifferent to fame and fortune, regards money as dung, has the world in his heart, and loves the common people. He possesses the most profound inner strength [Shenzhao Gong] and [Liancheng Swordsmanship] in the martial arts world.

Shenzhao Gong has been practiced to the extreme, and it is said that it can bring the dead back to life.

With Zhao Wu's current strength and resources, he is just a little curious about the Divine Illumination Sutra.

As for Liancheng swordsmanship, it's not worth mentioning.

The most important of these however involves the treasure.

And treasures are not very attractive to Zhao Wu.

In the words of a person in his previous life:

He doesn't like money.

Because his money has long been inexhaustible, it is just a series of numbers to him.

"Your Majesty!"

Mei Niansheng pointed his long sword at the three apprentices who deceived their masters and exterminated their ancestors, and scolded.

"Master! Master!"

The third disciple Qi Changfa, who looks honest and looks like a countryman who doesn't know a lot of Chinese characters, hastily crawled up to Mei Niansheng on his knees, and complained:

"Master, it's all the big brother's fault. I listened to the big brother's instigation and committed a heinous crime. My disciple is convicted, I have been convicted!"

Qi Chang burst into tears and repented endlessly: "Master, please forgive me. If the disciple has another heart in the future, he will surely die under the knife."

"Master, please forgive me!"

Qi Changfa kept kowtowing.

Wan Zhenshan, who was the master brother in the back, shouted: "Third brother, get up, he's just a weakling, he won't last long!"

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!"

Qi Changfa yelled angrily, then looked at Mei Niansheng, and said with emotion: "For more than 20 years, Master has taught me to be an adult by hand, and treats me like a father and son!"

Qi Chang made a decisive voice and said: "Since the master does not forgive the disciple, the disciple will die in front of the master!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Changfa grabbed Mei Niansheng's long sword with both hands and stabbed himself in the neck.

But Mei Niansheng grabbed the sword before it pierced his neck.

Mei Niansheng looked at Qi Changfa, the third disciple whose hands were bleeding, and who was about to die to make atonement. With his arms, the sword edge shook Qi Changfa's hands away, and said:

"San'er, get up, Master has forgiven you!"

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Qi Changfa thanked him with great joy.

"Clean up the portal for the teacher!"

Mei Niansheng stepped forward with a sword in hand, ready to kill the first disciple Wan Zhenshan and the second disciple Yan Daping, two unworthy disciples.

"Since you are not filial, don't blame your teacher for being unkind!"

Mei Niansheng exerted strength with his arms, and stabbed forward with his long sword.

scoff!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh and blood sounded, Mei Niansheng's long sword paused in the air, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

I saw a sharp long sword coming out from the back of the heart.

The person who made the move was Qi Changfa, the third disciple he had just forgiven.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Seeing the opportunity, Wan Zhenshan and Yan Daping immediately picked up the sword on the ground and charged towards Mei Niansheng.

while you are sick.

kill you.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap!!"

"Wonderful!"

“It was amazing!”

At this moment, there was a burst of applause accompanied by cheers, Wan Zhenshan and Yan Daping were startled, and quickly looked up into the sky.

Mei Niansheng and Qi Changfa who was attacking also raised their heads.

next moment.

Everyone's eyes widened and their pupils shrank.

……

[209.Chapter 11 My Great Yuan Royal Family Who Will Fight For The Front]

"Who?"

Wan Zhenshan and Yan Daping were shocked, they suddenly raised their heads, with killing intent in their hearts.

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