Heavens! War. Two secrets are gradually revealed. "Everyone guesses why Lian Canghai followed Zuo Wuzhou for a year as soon as he saw him.

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Chapter 466 Mortals transform into gods, the three vehicles of soul

The "famous" Iron-faced Evil Star is here.

The Infinite City suddenly became noisy, and the cheers from the soul monks shook the sky. They flew in the air, looking at this famous "iron-faced evil star".

First of all, he was dressed in black clothes dyed red. The soul monk secretly felt admiration: "He is indeed the third strongest man among the top ten casual cultivators. He kills demons wherever he goes. He is really a great hero.

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Even some martial saints couldn't help but secretly admire them. Asking themselves, as martial saints, the demons they killed were indeed far inferior to Zuo Wuzhou, and even less active than Zuo Wuzhou.

When the demons are raging and killing human beings, soul monks like Zuo Wuzhou who became famous for killing the demons, regardless of their level of cultivation, can always become a role model for people in the world to admire.

When Zuo Wuzhou got closer, all the soul monks suddenly felt a rush of blood and evil aura. It was not Zuo Wuzhou's intention, but it was the result of the net leaving the battle and killing more than twenty demons in a row.

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"What a murderous aura." Some soul monks couldn't bear it. They retreated to the ground with pale faces, holding their hearts and beating loudly: "What a murderous aura."

Amidst countless cheers, Ping Wusheng showed an inexplicable smile, which seemed to be envy, jealousy, and some relief.

"The more powerful this person is, the better he will be to us, Yuan Yigu. Let's see if Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao dare to call us rats in the future."

Taking it calmly and disapprovingly, Zuo Wuzhou is naturally not without fireworks in the world.

In the past year and a half, he has stayed in various shelter cities for a while, and he probably knows that he has a certain reputation. Zuo Wuzhou's eyes flashed with a sneer, thinking: "The reputation is big enough, high-profile enough, Yuan Yigu. I see.

How can you bear it?"

Looking at the infinite city that had become much larger, Zuo Wuzhou said to Wuzong who flew up to receive him, "Show me the way to the house where I used to live."

The Wuzong looked embarrassed: "Sir, this, the house you lived in before is already occupied by someone else.

Zuo Wuzhou raised his head slightly, with a cold look in his eyes. Wu Zong felt a chill in his heart, thinking that it was not your fault that he had been gone for a year and a half. But he did not dare to say that, and he smiled apologetically: "How about we start again?

We'll put you in a place that's guaranteed to be better than before.

As he spoke, Mu Wusheng flew up excitedly and laughed loudly: "It is indeed Brother Lin, Brother Lin is the best." He paused for a moment. His expression darkened. It was obvious that he had heard the previous words: "Brother Lin, your house

The people who live here now are quite extraordinary."

Zuo Wuzhou's expression did not change, Mu Wu Sheng knew that he was indifferent. He sneered: "I am the fourth among the top ten casual cultivators. I have long been dissatisfied with you and suppressed my position. I don't know how many times I have made arrogance, and I will share the victory with you when you come."

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Wu Zong on the side was sweating heavily.

Mu Wu Sheng did not hide his annoyance: "This Guan Fengxiu is a good guy, but his character is really questionable and he is extremely arrogant. Brother, I have lost to him before."

This Wu Zong's face turned green.

Not just a failure.

Mu Wu Sheng had already lost an arm and was defeated. He had no son at all. But Guan Feng, with his arrogant and mean words, openly humiliated Mu Wu Sheng as "asking for his own humiliation".

Guan Feng has always been arrogant and harsh in his words. It should be noted that Mu Wusheng lost his arm while fighting the demon. This move not only angered Mu Wusheng, but also angered many soul monks.

Speaking of which, Mu Wusheng usually dislikes Guan Feng. Even if there is some friction, they will not fight each other. Mu Wusheng's move to discuss is really because he wants to stand up for Zuo Wuzhou. He Mu Wusheng and The Shuangmu Sect owes Zuo Wuzhou two huge favors. How can we bear to be reborn with kindness?

Muwu Sheng knew that Zuo Wuzhou was straightforward and without any concealment in his words, so he immediately came to speak.

This move is intended to boost the momentum of the previous defeat, and at the same time give the Zhuangzhuang Shuangmu Sect momentum. It is inevitable that Wood Martial Saint has some selfish motives, as people are not saints.

Zuo Wuzhou disagreed. He would never fight for irrelevant things. What did Guan Feng do? As long as it did not harm him, he would not be moved even if he was humiliated in front of him: "Brother Mu, let him go. .”

Mu Wu Sheng said thousands of words, but they were stuck in his stomach and he was very depressed.

Lian Canghai was secretly moved: "He is extremely determined and single-minded. It's easy to say. How many people can completely ignore fame, fortune and wealth. With his character, he is not bad compared to those."

Zuo Wuzhou nodded to Mu Wusheng and nodded at the blood-stained clothes on his body. Zuo Wuzhou motioned to Wu Zong to lead the way.

Afterwards, he went to a newly prepared house, and someone prepared water for Zuo Wuzhou. He soaked in the water, washed himself, and thought about what he had seen before: "The Infinite City is ten times bigger than it was a year and a half ago."

"In this place alone, there are probably tens of thousands of soul monks Zuo Wuzhou slowly enjoying the feeling of soaking in the water:

"When I came all the way here before, there didn't seem to be many martial emperors, but the number of martial sects was extremely large."

"It seems that many sects have taken out the treasures at the bottom of the box and cultivated the original martial arts into martial arts sects."

Wu Zong cultivates into a Martial Saint, and Wu Yu cultivates into a Wuzong. This is why Wu Yu is rarely seen in the asylum city.

Of course, not everyone can break through by relying on pills. But as long as the pills are abundant, the vast majority of soul monks still have hope. Even if only half of them can break through, it is still a very impressive number.

Over the past two years, in addition to being destroyed, most of the soul monks above the martial sect in the world have basically been evacuated to ten shelter cities. Some of the demobilized martial warriors (those who took pills) were left to organize resistance on the spot to protect the civilians.

I dare not say that all the asylum cities are filled with Martial Saints.

The martial sects and martial saints all over the world have basically been concentrated in the thirteen shelter cities. There is absolutely no water in this statement.

"It seems that these thirteen shelter cities are the last bridgehead of mankind and the ultimate counterattack force gathered by mankind." Zuo Wuzhou Shenguang said: "The decisive battle must be launched in the thirteen shelter cities."

Zuo Wuzhou was full of fighting spirit: "The decisive battle between human beings and demons is really exciting. The decisive battle is coming soon. I wonder how long the world's super saint can hide."

"Super Saint. It's not as simple as you think." Lian Canghai strolled in.

"Woman, do you think I really know nothing?"

Zuo Wuzhou was naked and soaking in the bucket, basically being exposed. Zuo Wuzhou didn't even change his eyes, not even the slightest change. It was completely obvious that the person being exposed was not him.

There are so many children in the world who have to be shy. Since there is no love between men and women, there is basically no distinction between men and women in Zuo Wuzhou's heart.

Lian Canghai was stunned: "You know, that's the best." After a pause, he sighed: "I'm just worried that you are too confident. You can beat me, because I can only use 70% of my strength. It doesn't mean that all super saints are like me. .”.

"The bucket is very uncomfortable." Zuo Wuzhou frowned, his bones crackled like beans, and his whole body shrank into the water. After hiding for a while, he sat up again wet and wet: "What do you want to say, you might as well say it."

It was extremely cold, and traces of white air came out of Zuo Wuzhou's body, as if it were carved out, full of explosive power and Yangwang aura. With this body of muscles, if there weren't too many scars, it would really teach a woman to be obsessed with this. Lian Canghai

Organizing his thoughts: "Did you know that the "three days above". Super Saint, that is, the "realm of Yuanhun Tian" is the "three days above, the lowest."

"The true soul is divided into three small realms: Yu, Zong, and Saint. The "upper three days" are very different from the "lower three days. They are fundamentally different."

Lian Canghai looked leisurely: "If the next three days are human beings, the upper three days are gods."

Zuo Wuzhou said coldly: "So what about God, so what about the heavens. I am devoted to the Tao. As long as I don't die, I will have the opportunity to explore the limits of the Soul Dao."

"The limit of the soul path, who knows what it is."

Lian Canghai said this with a strange expression, then revealed a hint of kindness, and then calmed down: "In short, the "upper three days" are different from the "lower three days." Once you cross the "upper three days", you will be detached from the human category.

For God.”

"Don't use the common sense of "the next three days, the upper three days, the upper three days." The division of power is not the same. The Yuanhun realm is an overall realm, which is divided into Hinayana, middle vehicle and Mahayana. I am just Hinayana."

When Lian Canghai eloquently talks about it, Zuo Wuzhou realizes it carefully and suddenly understands it.

The Hinayana soul, that is, the Hinayana super saint, has a life span of two thousand years. The medium vehicle super saint can add a thousand years of life on this basis. In this case, the Mahayana super saint can live up to four thousand years.

"Sure enough, the difference in the next three days is probably due to the difference in strength level." Zuo Wuzhou's head was solemn: "So, doesn't it mean that people who have lived for four thousand years can still live to this day?"

Zuo Wuzhou almost wanted to curse. He was not yet a hundred years old. It would be terrifying to think about him facing an old monster who had lived for four thousand years. Even if he was only one.

Having lived for four thousand years, one should never take it lightly, let alone a human being.

"It's difficult." Lian Canghai took a long breath and faded away from the look of nostalgia; "The master of Yuanhun will practice at a slower speed in the true soul world. Unless he is a peerless genius with extraordinary talents, you don't have to worry. There should be no Mahayana.

Super holy.”

Lian Canghai sneered. He made a slip of the tongue: "If it were so easy to practice, everyone would have become the heavens long ago. One Yuanhun Realm governs ninety-nine True Soul Realms, but at most there is only one."

Zuo Wuzhou's indifferent eyes were fixed on Lian Canghai, and his voice was frozen: "Who are you? What are the three soul heavens in the "Shanghai Santian"?"

Lian Canghai sighed, and when he sighed, he had the illusion that time was passing by: "Anyway, I will never harm you."

The ink in his eyes curled up and faded. Zuo Wuzhou remained calm and calm: "Even if there is no Mahayana super saint, the longevity of the middle vehicle is beyond imagination. There must be more super saints than I expected, probably a few more."

"A few more three-thousand-year-old monsters should not be taken lightly, but they are not a big deal." Zuo Wuzhou felt a high-spirited fighting spirit in his heart: "Without a battle, a battle without difficulty, how can I make progress."

He secretly clenched his fists and thought resolutely: "Give me a hundred years, no, eighty years. I will have the confidence to become a super saint."

A place that can be said to be the end of the world.

The ice and snow are everywhere, and there is ice that has not melted for thousands of years. The cold here is really at its peak. When the cold wind blows, even Wu Yu may only be seriously injured by the cold. This is really a place where no human beings should exist.

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What was supposed to be an endless ice field turned out to be extremely deep, just like a chain of mountains rising up from the plains. The mountains covered by thousands of years of ice and snow continued to wind upwards, and the mountains were getting higher and higher.

At the end, it stretches inwards, and then hundreds of miles further in. It is actually a mountain range. Surrounded by the mountains, a solitary peak, almost as straight as a sword, towers into the clouds.

This solitary peak stands proudly in the cold wind, rising eerily flat to a height of tens of thousands of feet. It is covered with thick white ice. When you look up, you can't see the limit of the mountain, and it is completely impossible to measure the height of the mountain.

If you look down from the sky, you will be able to notice that these thousands of miles of continuous mountains are like stars circling the moon. They are also like dragons circling to defend this peak. Their magnificence is indescribable.

However, it is a circle of land around the extremely cold mountain peaks. It is like an isolation zone. It is actually a circle of canyon-like natural chasms.

In a circle of isolated canyons, there is boundless water in one place. There is a raging fire in another place. There are three more places, which are warm as spring, the sound of grass and trees, etc. It is amazing that it contains the essence of the Five Elements. It is an excellent place.

A place of practice.

However, halfway up the extremely cold mountain peak, there was an old man in gray robe sitting cross-legged, his body connected with the ice, like an ice sculpture, which had been condensed for many years.
To be continued...