Chapter 1172 Su Shi'an and the Demon Sect

The boiling aura like a volcano erupting is still rising. The energy vortex formed directly swept away the surrounding pressure.

"I actually broke through at this time?" Even the three kings couldn't help frowning. Unexpectedly, the oppression he exerted became his temper instead-

In the sky, a huge column of source energy condensed and formed, echoing the figure on the ground. A large amount of spiritual energy fell from the sky and poured into Su Shi'an's body at a crazy speed, and then continuously transformed into pure spiritual power.

, tempering his body.

In just a moment, his aura completely broke through the barrier and truly broke through to the Qi cultivation level!

This also marks that he has taken another big step towards the path of top power!

Every time a spiritual practitioner advances, especially a large-class promotion, it originally required a slow impact and a stable state to fully transform the absorbed spiritual energy. However, Su Shian's breakthrough this time was only a moment.

Now, he still has spiritual power fluctuations around him due to the unstable advancement. The pure white waves of air were like gauze clothes torn by strong wind, flying up and down around him.

Although this will inevitably leave sequelae in cultivation... he doesn't care about so much. Because he knows that the enemy in front of him will never give him time to advance quietly. His only hope is

Taking advantage of the power obtained after accelerating the breakthrough... I fought hard!

The three kings kept staring at him coldly until they saw him hurrying to complete the promotion. Only then did they raise their eyebrows and sneer:

"It turns out that it's only level seven. In front of this sect, you are still an ant."

Su Shian sneered, and the spiritual energy was once again ignited like a wave.

"Are you an ant... you'll know after trying it?"

The sound of the wind breaking out like a thunderbolt, and his figure also disappeared on the spot, like lightning and light and shadows of fists, attacking the three kings one after another.

These consecutive attacks were as fast as a storm. He seemed to have no intention of retaining his physical strength, just like a person finally grasping a powerful weapon, rushing to maximize the power of the weapon... Even if he uses light in energy

Later, the weapon will turn into cold iron again, and it is not hesitant to do so.

The three kings just raised their arms and took all his attacks, but they only defended but not attacked, as if they wanted to observe his strength.

Su Shian did not stop. Although he could clearly feel the huge gap between the two, even though he felt that the spiritual veins were suffering severe pain due to the hasty promotion, he still did not stop.

Just keep attacking and attacking, overdrawing your last physical strength.

In the years before, for such long days, he only fought for himself and for hatred. This was the first time that there was someone behind him who wanted to protect him.

Yes, he wants to protect him...Mo Liangcheng. He has lost his cultivation and is so fragile. He will die even if he is swept by the energy ripples of their fierce battle! So he also has to work hard during the battle.

Control the direction of the aftermath of spiritual power to avoid hurting him by accident.

Mo Liangcheng was watching the battle from a distance. Even if he didn't say it, he could still experience eight points. This was enough to make him feel both moved and guilty.

This is not like the virtual war he participated in before... This is the real world. If he dies here, he will really die and there will never be a chance to come back!

But even so... he was still insisting on protecting himself. Looking at him like this, Mo Liangcheng also reminded him of Luo Dixing who was standing in front of him and fighting against the Tiancang Beast.

What kind of virtue can you do to make such a great sacrifice for you one by one?

In front, Su Shi'an's lightning attack came to an end for a moment. The fist condensed a ball of blood-colored energy, and the evil spirits of heaven and earth poured into it like a torrent, creating the power of destruction. The gravel on the ground burst one after another under the overflowing spirit pressure.

, and then turned into fine natural energy, absorbed into the light ball.

It seems that he wants to use this blow to turn the situation around!

Mo Liangcheng was watching nervously, and Su Shian was also struggling with evil spirits. The blood light illuminated his face, making him feel as if he was shrouded in a hazy layer of blood, with mystery and

Cruel.

Finally, he slowly raised his head, raised his body, and punched him all hope, and also blasted at the three kings!

Time seems to be pausing—

Su Shi's attack was frozen in mid-air with a stiff posture.

Opposite him, the three kings were pushing a palm and easily caught the light ball.

The gap between the two is like holding a straw and trying to pierce the cortex of an elephant.

Su Shian raised his head in shock. In the attack just now, he had done his best to do his best, but in the eyes of the Demon Sect, it was actually just a pediatrician...

It was not until this moment that he deeply felt the sense of despair of the gap in strength.

That gap is like a sky...unsurpassable.

A ferocious smile slowly ripped off the corners of the three kings' mouths.

His palms were shaken, and the demonic power was spit out. Su Shi'an and his energy attack were swept away straight and hit a mountain behind him. The impact was so huge that even the mountain was shattered.

The next moment, the three kings flashed and appeared in front of him.

The powerful palm covering Yang Ri carried an unparalleled powerful demonic power and bombarded his chest hard.

Su Shi'an felt a violent shock in his internal organs, and he couldn't help but vomit blood.

The speed of blood spilling seems to be very slow, very slow.

Immediately afterwards, the three kings grabbed his hair again, took him down from the air, pressed his head, and smashed it into the ground.

"Um..." Su Shian couldn't even scream in pain. The three kings raised their hands again and smashed him into the stone floor again and again.

He felt that even his facial features had been knocked tilted and his bones were smashed. The soil mixed with blood poured into his ears and nose, and was spit out again and again by him.

Despair, shame, pain, helplessness...

"You do have some potential," the three kings' thunderous voices rang above his head, but at this moment, it sounded like they were coming from a very distant place. "In ten years, there may be a chance to become a strong man.

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"But now you," his arm swung down again, "it's still too weak!"

Su Shian was once again smashed into the land, bleeding from his mouth and nose. But in this despair that could not be escaped, and when the mud and sand were scattered from his ears, he agreed with the curse.

Yes, I'm too weak...

Back then, he couldn't let his mother live a peaceful life...

A group of people rushed into the grocery store, holding bricks and wooden sticks, and smashing things when they saw them, and the scene of them hitting each other again.

My mother rushed over and over again, stopped her, spreading her hair and choked with tears, but she was just a weak child. No matter how hard he tried, he was still easily lifted up by others and threw it aside. He couldn't help with anything.

Later, he finally made a name for himself in the underground market. The gangsters on the street would smile when they saw him again. He thought he had finally gotten rid of that situation.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, this feeling of powerlessness is still like a shadow...

If it was Mo Gucheng now, it would be possible to easily solve the Demon Sect in front of me. I... I am still too weak...

There has never been any equality in this world...

Everyone is destined to have his future from birth. No matter how hard it works, people who are born inferior cannot beat those born at the end...

The strong and the weak have been decided since ancient times. Then as the times change, the descendants of the strong continue to enjoy the resources of the strong, and the descendants of the weak continue to roll in the quagmire, which cannot be changed... Isn't it?

?Unable to change...

Those lucky people who can be favored by the strong and counterattacked the upstream are only rare...

After being pressed down on the stone ground again, Su Shian finally gave up his struggle. He barely used his remaining strength to stuff a blood-colored pill into his mouth.

In the evil time, blood surging around him, blood flowed backwards, and even the sad and angry eyes were filled with blood.

...

After the original team-based trial, Feng Qiwu found him alone.

"Your conditions are pretty good. I want to discuss with you. If one day you die, hand over the body to me to refine the undead warrior."

He just used such a plain and natural tone to tell his life and death.

To Su Shian, this is simply ridiculous.

"Of course I won't treat you badly," Feng Qiwu ignored his questioning expression, took out a blood-colored pill and handed it to him.

"This is my unique secret medicine in Jiuyou Palace. After taking it, it can make your strength soar in a short period of time, which should be enough to help you survive a life-and-death crisis."

"But after taking the medicine, it means you are loyal to our sect. From then on, your body will be transformed into a special state. After your death, your soul will still be detained in the body and cannot be reincarnated for my help."

"However, if you can break through to the Nirvana realm before your lifetime, you can completely resolve the side effects of the drug. At that time, you will still be a super strong person, and you will be free in the world."

Although he said this, judging from his tone and expression, he didn't believe it at all. He had the opportunity to break through to the Nirvana state before his death.

Nirvana Realm, that supreme realm, even the Tianxiao Pavilion and Jiuyou Palace, those young masters and ladies who are favored by God, may not necessarily reach that realm, let alone the market boy who has no status or status?

"How about it, it's still a good deal to change the chance of a weak young age. Is it still a good deal to change the promise after death?" Feng Qiwu said these words like a kindness, regardless of whether he refused or not.

Just leave.

Perhaps, he didn't think anyone could reject him at all.

The young master of Jiuyou Palace, willing to offer a price to buy your body and soul, in the eyes of a civilian, should be a glory that is enough to shine the family.

However, Su Shian disdained.

"This pill is ridiculous..."

He held the pill tightly and wanted to hit the ground directly, slapping the proud young master in the face.

But Feng Qiwu didn't look back at all, and he seemed to know what he wanted to do, and he still said coldly in an arrogant tone:
To be continued...