Chapter 11 Perfect Realm

Dangdangdangdang...

On Luofu Mountain, the bells were trembling loudly, and they were as heavy as metal and stone collisions, revealing a hint of rapidity.

The demon broke into the mountain gate and another disciple died, and even the Shenyi Gate was seriously injured.

This is a big event.

There were masters in the sect, patrolling the mountains and hunting monsters, and they were busy until the second half of the night, and they finally found nothing.

There was such a big noise in Luofu Mountain, and any brainless demon has already escaped from afar. How could it be that it would still be at the mountain gate waiting for the masters to come and hunt!?

"What a pity, Junior Sister Lin, I can no longer appreciate the chrysanthemums with her."

"What a great girl, I dare say that Junior Sister Lin's Xiaofa is the best in Luofu Mountain... From then on, it has become the ultimate sound."

"Senior Sister Lin always tolerate her younger brother so much, but her younger brother always likes to talk back..."

Lin Xihua's death caused a lot of sensation.

...

He has more important things to do when he can talk about this topic for a night.

After practicing sword skills to this level, killing a six-burning demon ghost was like taking a picture.

When he came to his senses, Xiao Chaoyuan had already left the back mountain.

The earthy Pixiu was fierce and domineering in front of him, but in front of that master, I was afraid it was really a mouse.

"On the seat, that earthy Pixiu is really dead!" Shenyimen swallowed and spitted.

"What a domineering sword intent!" Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes sank suddenly.

"This is so interesting..."

He had personally experienced the methods of the earthen Pixiu, which were sharp and strange, and at least entered the realm of six furnaces.

There is nothing else besides this.

The full moon sets westward, and the lonely and cold back mountain.

According to the rules set by Xuantian Pavilion, only by catching three thousand demons and ghosts can one be awarded the four-star rank.

Xiao Chaoyuan put down the wine gourd and narrowed his eyes slightly: "That earthy Pixiu did not leave the mountain gate."

"How did you see it on the seat?" Shenyimen couldn't help asking.

A golden elixir is swallowed into the belly, and the turtle and snake are used to cultivate the life ancestor.

Xiao Chaoyuan never said much.

The mountain wind whistled, Xiao Chaoyuan raised the gourd in his hand and splashed it gently. The wine scented up like a sword light, crushing the cracked bluestone into ashes.

Such strength is enough to attract the attention of him, the deputy leader of the [Shan Ghost Academy].

...

"This person's cultivation level has reached at least the eighth level of the inner breath realm." Xiao Chaoyuan looked solemn and was confused.

Buzz...

In an instant, the ground shook and the sand and stones were gone. The invisible force was like a heavy punch that smashed a big hole into the ground.

The ninety-four internal breaths were like dragons entrenched, and suddenly boiled.

“It should be dead.”

The earth Pixiu is already a six-fifth demon. He was killed in one move and could kill him in a dilemma?

"What? The seat means, the monster didn't run away?" Chenyimen's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look.

"It's here on the seat."

"The monster was severely injured. With just one move, it was a dilemma of life and death, and there was no power to fight back."

Li Mo swallowed the golden elixir stone into his belly and refined it through the [Zhoutian Eternal Flying Practice].

"Don't make this public."

A few jackdaws flew up and landed on the branches of dead leaves, and their light eyes swept at the movements in the night.

Rumble...

The powerful vitality of the fifth level of the inner breath realm, combined with the special muscle-growing pill of [Shan Ghost Academy], allowed him to restore his movement ability in the shortest time.

Suddenly, a terrible aura burst out from his body, like a terrifying fountain that penetrated the sun and spread across the world.

"Just one move!" Shenyimen's neck subconsciously shrank.

A terrifying sword energy remained in the gap in the bluestone, fierce and terrifying. A whistle and trembling sound appeared in the swaying, and the crows flew up in the distance.

“Who is it?”

Tonight is destined to be unable to calm down.

As soon as the words were finished, the mountain wind piqued, as if the river waves were in a state of chaos, the big bluestone next to it suddenly cracked, and a neat crack cut it in half.

Xiao Chaoyuan's eyes froze slightly, and a bright light flashed through him.

"My mother, what are you talking about? Sin." Li Mo was so excited when he heard this, he turned around and walked away.

Such a method made Chenyi door stunned.

In the pit, a piece of red blood appeared, revealing a strong demonic aura.

"It's also a strange woman, his husband sells cooked cakes."

How powerful is this required to cultivate!?

Figures flashed through Xiao Chaoyuan's mind, but were quickly denied.

In the end, he couldn't find anyone who met the criteria.

"Why didn't I know such a strange woman early?" Feng Wannian slapped her thighs straight, as if she was a great regret in life.

The spiritual root of the Taoist meridian has nine levels of internal breath. When the mind moves, there will be the power to surrender demons.

Lin Xihua died, and I don’t know how many thoughts she had taken away from her senior brothers.

"Senior Sister Lin, you won't die in vain."

As the deputy leader of [Shan Ghost Academy], Xiao Chaoyuan not only has the cultivation level of [Ninth Level of Inner Fun Realm], but also has the status of [Four-Star Monster Hunter].

When Feng Wannian heard this, he showed a sudden look and looked at Li Mo with his eyes incorrectly.

Xiao Chaoyuan shook the wine gourd in his hand, and the sound seemed to be almost over.

At this moment, he followed a middle-aged man with a respectful expression.

"On the seat, the earthy Pixiu has already run away. Why are you here to do?"

After the destruction of the Divine Sect, the world's martial arts withered, and there seemed to be no one who could practice sword skills to this level.

"Hmm!" Feng Wannian said in confusion: "Who is Pan Jinlian?"

The weak sound of the Shenyunmen sounded in the darkness.

Having such a big noise, this monster didn't run away. Is his brain broken?

How can a demon of this level die if he says he dies!?

"You're not kidding on the seat."

He looked pale and covered his lower abdomen. The wound had been treated.

"As long as men have money, Pan Jinlian is everywhere."

"Don't be sad." Li Mo comforted.

"Is this the power of cultivating the spiritual roots of the Taoist vein?" Chenyimen felt awe, and his eyes showed a look of envy.

Chenyimen's eyes twitched, and his heart felt a cramp.

Under the moonlight, the middle-aged man shook the gourd in his hand, drank drunkenly, and raised his head and drank a sip.

Half a day has passed, and there is still a sword energy left and has not subsided.

When he returned to his residence, Li Mo closed the door tightly and took out the golden elixir stone.

After hearing all the rumors about this senior sister, Li Mo felt that he would regret meeting too late.

"This...this is..." Chenyimen's eyes widened and subconsciously took two steps back.

"I never expected that you like the one with the Lord."

Looking at Luofu Mountain, a monster catcher of this level is only as many as his hands.

The domineering kung fu instantly transformed the elixir, and the majestic and vast medicinal power was like a river breaking the dam, pouring into the eight extraordinary meridians.

"This is……"

"Is it here?"
To be continued...