"Are you sure that his cultivation level is only in the body refining realm?" Ling Xuzi asked.
He Lao smiled bitterly and said: "I had doubts before, but after my observation later, I found that the spiritual energy in Mr. Luo Tian's body was indeed not gathered in the sea of qi. All his spiritual energy was just walking in the meridians throughout his body. This is refining."
A unique sign of physical cultivation."
"This..." Ling Xuzi took a breath.
This news is too shocking.
The ghost teller on the side suddenly said: "I guess Mr. Luo Tian is following the example of some ancient powerful men, right?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" everyone asked.
The ghost fortune teller stroked his beard and said: "I have read in some ancient books that in ancient times, when the cultivation paths were not yet unified, some special practitioners would give up gathering Qi and focus on cultivating the body."
"They don't have any weird moves, they just train their bodies to the extreme and defeat all kinds of magic with one force! There have been strong men who shocked the past and the present!"
"However, this path is too difficult. Among hundreds of millions of people, not one person may be able to do it, so it was gradually given up by practitioners!"
Yuantong nodded and said: "I have heard of this statement, and Zen Master Tian'en wanted to practice this way in the early years, but it failed in the end."
Ling Fei said in shock: "Zen Master Tian'en has failed? He is one of the top ten strongest men in the Night Wind Kingdom, a person even more powerful than his senior brother."
Yuantong sighed: "I once asked Zen Master Tian'en for advice, and he said that this road is too difficult and almost impossible to walk! However, in my opinion, Mr. Luo Tian most likely took this road, and he walked it more than Zen Master Tian'en.
Far!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
"In any case, even if Young Master Luo Tian fails, his current strength is already extremely terrifying." Ling Xuzi said.
"Yes, with him here, even if we face King Shenwu, we have a good chance of winning."
There was a fighting spirit on the faces of several people.
On the other side, Bian Beicheng.
Outside the city gate, a red-haired middle-aged man walked in with a murderous look on his back, carrying a sword as tall as a person.
"Stop, if you want to enter the city, put away your weapons first!"
A guard yelled at him.
But the next moment...
puff!
A sharp sword energy instantly killed the guard.
"What?"
For a time, there was chaos near the city gate.
A dozen guards quickly drew their weapons and surrounded the red-haired middle-aged man.
"Huh? Do you want to stop me? Then let's all die!" said the red-haired middle-aged man.
"Wait a minute!"
At this moment, a city defense leader in the distance shouted loudly.
However it was still too late.
Puff, puff, puff...
The red-haired middle-aged man didn't see any movement, and the heads of more than a dozen guards flew into the sky.
When everyone around saw this, they immediately ran away.
"Can the sword energy be so powerful if it is just released?" When the leader of the city defense army arrived, he also realized that it was too late.
This red-haired middle-aged man is more powerful than he imagined.
Why would such a person come to Bianbeicheng?
"Do you also want to stop me?" The red-haired middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the leader of the city defense army and asked.
"You dare not!" The leader of the city defense army immediately lowered his head.
Are you kidding me?
The other party was powerful, beyond his understanding.
He didn't want to die in such an inexplicable way.
"That's good, let me ask you, is there a Luo family in Bianbei City?" the red-haired middle-aged man asked.
"Luo family? Yes!"
"In which direction?"
"there!"
"Okay, thank you."
The red-haired middle-aged man nodded and headed towards Luo's house.
But just then...
"Hey, I never thought Tang Jin, the red-haired ghost from the Ghost Demon Palace, would come to Bianbei City?" A sharp voice came.
Then, a stooped old man holding a cane stood in front of Tang Jin.
"You want to stop me?" Tang Jin, the red-haired ghost, asked expressionlessly.
"I..." The old man was about to speak.
But he saw the red-haired ghost Tang Jin slashing at him with a sharp knife.
"What?" The old man's face changed slightly and he immediately raised his crutch.
boom!
There was a loud noise and a terrifying wave of air, centered on the two people, swept out in all directions.
In an instant, buildings with a radius of a hundred meters were flattened.
"This power...could it be that of a strong person in the air control realm?"
"Strong men in the air control realm? Why do they appear here?"
"Oops, Bianbeicheng may be in for a big change today!"
People everywhere are in panic.
But the red-haired ghost Tang Jin, who was in the center of everyone's attention, frowned.
"Um?"
He looked down at his sword and saw that the old man holding a cane actually blocked his sword!
"Well, you are worthy of being a member of the Ghost Demon Palace, and you are really powerful!" the old man said coldly.
"snort!"
The red-haired ghost snorted coldly, raised his knife and was about to strike a second time.
"Wait! Wait a minute! One of our own!"
The old man's expression also changed at this moment and he shouted loudly.
call!
The red-haired ghost's sword stopped in mid-air, looking at him coldly.
"Hey, you were entrusted by someone to destroy the Luo family, right? My purpose is the same as yours. I am a guest of Prince Shenwu's palace, and I am also here to destroy the Luo family. We are all on our own, so there is no need to take action!" the old man said hurriedly!
.
"Oh." The red-haired ghost heard the sound and took back the knife.
When the old man saw this, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Damn! Are all the guys from Ghost Demon Palace such weirdos? Oh, I'm talking about the guy next to you. You've been observing secretly for so long and you still haven't shown up?"
The old man said as he dusted himself off.
Keng!
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword sound sounded.
From behind the ruins, a man carrying twelve swords appeared.
boom!
The red-haired ghost Tang Jin didn't say anything and just slashed at him with his sword.
when!
The man carrying the sword unsheathed six long swords and blocked them in front of him.
However, he was still stabbed by the opponent and retreated more than ten feet.
"What a strong force!" The man carrying the sword's face darkened, and he unsheathed three more swords.
"Wait a minute! The red-haired ghosts are all our own! Brother, would you like to introduce yourself?" the old man said quickly.
The red-haired ghost frowned and stared at the man carrying the sword without saying a word.
The man carrying the sword said coldly: "Ding Chen, my friend Ming Xin was killed in Bianbeicheng by the Luo family using despicable means. I was entrusted by Jian Xuanzong to destroy the Luo family!"
The old man smiled and said: "Look, the three of us want to destroy the Luo family. We are all our own people, so why should we fight among ourselves?"
The red-haired ghost said nothing, just put away the knife and walked towards the Luo family.
"This gloomy guy..." Ding Chen put away all the swords with an angry look on his face.
"Hehe, the people who came out of Guisha Palace all have this kind of virtue, but their strength is very terrifying!" the old man said with a smile.
Ding Chen said coldly: "That's all, I won't conflict with them this time. I just want to avenge my friends and kill the entire Luo family!"
As he spoke, a murderous aura burst out from his eyes.